Chapter 462

Qin Yi practiced Dan for seven days, and Ju Yunxiu also practiced Painting World for seven days.

It is said to be lazy, but once a cultivator wants to focus on one thing, he can endure it much more than ordinary people. Ju Yunxiu was so focused on confronting Feng Buli that she didn't even feel that seven days had passed.

Qian Yuan is really too strong... Borrowing the power of the picture scroll to control a world, it can be regarded as the "will of heaven" in this small world, driving the energy of the whole world to deal with Feng Buli, but it has almost no effect.

Feng Buli didn't do anything, just crossed her knees to form a magic seal, and her body was full of blood, and the power of her whole world couldn't press it in. The so-called sacrificial rituals were just competing with Feng Buli's blood. If it weren't for the monkeys that often came to attack him, Feng Buli might be able to sleep straight away.

In a trance, I remembered when I was sacrificed by my master... It was really struggling to support, struggling to survive, and the style of painting was completely opposite.

The strength of practice is so clear.

But it's okay, my seven-day sacrificial training has at least exhausted Feng Buli. It is obvious that Feng Buli's injuries have not been properly recuperated, and his condition is far worse than when the fierce spirits came after them. up.

As long as you persevere, you will kill him sooner or later.

Just as Ju Yunxiu wanted to add more strength, he suddenly saw a mace flying over aggressively, rushing into the painting world.

There is also a sentence left: "Watch carefully, look for the opportunity to trade him!"

Ju Yunxiu: "..."

Feng Buli inside also saw a mace falling from the sky. At first, he thought it was Qin Yi who was poking around with a stick again, so he didn't care, but soon realized that this time seemed different.

Qin Yi crossed the boundary with a stick, and the stick was extremely huge when it entered this world. It was because of the relative difference between the two worlds. Comparing this painting from the outside, the stick is just that thick.

But this time the stick flew in, but it was of normal size, which meant that it had completely entered this world.

A single stick flew in? Feng Buli immediately thought of the yin-cold weapon spirit that he came into contact with before. It was this dead weapon spirit that drilled viciously into his soul sea, which caused him to be trapped before he could leave the painting world in time.

"Did you really think that Qianyuan was injured because you were afraid of you, a peak Huiyang weapon spirit? You actually came to bully me!" Feng Buli let out a smirk: "It happens to be you as a pawn to come out of this painting world!"

The blood fight floated out, and suddenly reversed. A white flag suddenly appeared in front of him, his soul power was deeply chilled.

A strange suction emanates from the blood fight, the suction is not sucking the mace itself, but the soul inside.

Soul arrest!

The white banner is for this purpose, refining the captured souls into a part of the soul banner, which is precisely the best routine of the monks of the Witch God Sect. That monkey is also at the peak of Huiyang, and so is this weapon spirit, but Feng Buli has no idea about the monkey he drew, but he is handy with this kind of weapon spirit.

So at the beginning, Tassel didn't love to fight at all, and ran away immediately after sneaking into him, otherwise accidents would easily happen.

But beyond Feng Buli's expectation, the spirit of this mace can't be restrained at all! The blood fight was like sucking up a mountain, without moving at all.

In such an instant, the mace had already struck Tianling.

This is the purely physical power of the mace propelled by Qi Ling. Theoretically, it is not as powerful as Qin Yi's stellar energy blessing, but Feng Buli was surprised to find that he couldn't dodge it.

Qin Yi slammed down the stick, and he hid very easily. The track of the stick was too clear, and any follow-up route could not be hidden from Qian Yuan's eyes.

But this stick is different...

He couldn't dodge the unremarkable blows, and he had a mysterious feeling, as if no matter how he dodged from any angle or parried in any direction, the final landing point of the stick would be the part where he didn't dodge or parry, as if The law of cause and effect is the same.

Feng Buli has seen this kind of "martial arts" before. This is the way of swordsmanship that can truly see through the mysteries of heaven and earth, and can only be achieved at least at the Qianyuan level. In Penglai Jiange, this is called the Delusion-breaking Divine Sword, and few people can comprehend it !

Qianyuan weapon spirit?

Feng Buli sacrificed a string of bone chains, forming a strangling force around his body. This is a magic weapon that integrates offense and defense. Anything that enters the body will be smashed to pieces, including immortal attacks.

The mace accurately broke into the middle point of the bone chain strangulation, which is also the weakest point, as if seeing through everything and being prepared.

All the strength of strangulation was strangled on the mace, like a mud cow entering the sea, with no effect at all, but the mace had already broken the spiral and pierced Feng Buli's lower abdomen.

Feng Buli finally understood that the material of the mace itself was beyond what he had seen and heard, it was not just a boundary-breaking ability, the power of Qianyuan could not touch it at all.

This is the top magic weapon!

"Dang!" At the moment when the mace came to him for the last time, Feng Buli swung his staff horizontally, and finally held up the mace.

In fact, this stick has no power, it just plays a direct physical role, no matter how powerful it is, there is a limit. But what is very strange is that this time the attack suddenly caused the thousands of miles of land in the painting world to collapse. The ground shattered, the red rocks in the distance were turned into powder, the river stopped flowing, the mountains collapsed, and the monkey died. If you don't get close, you will be wiped out.

This is the power of the soul! The terrifying and unparalleled soul power shattered the reality in the painting world, almost tantamount to reopening the world.

Feng Buli, who was facing each other head-on, was shocked to feel the extremely cold and ferocious aura penetrated directly into the Lingtai from the point of contact, and it was not the original direct penetration through the soul body, as if there was a dark sky covering the sea of ​​souls, so The sea of ​​souls was infected into black, and the breath of corrosion and extinction descended, covering thousands of miles of consciousness, as if to distort his consciousness and replace it with darkness.

"The ancient forbidden technique, the devil descends?" Feng Buli yelled angrily, "Who the hell are you?"

Mo Tian turned into a grimace and stuck out his tongue.

Feng Buli: "?"

The left and right eyes of Motian turned into the shape of the sun and the moon, and the sun and the moon came crashing down.

It was Ju Yunxiu outside the painting who saw the opportunity and launched the final sacrifice!

The mountains, rivers and land that seemed to have collapsed were reborn again, surrounding Feng Buli's body and surging up, as if to bury him alive. The sun and the moon were scorching in the sky, and the ground was submerged in thick soil. Feng Buli wanted to break free, but the sea of ​​souls was bound by the demon sky, unable to even move.

Not only could he not move, but he was attacked wave after wave, causing his entire soul sea to be like a raging sea outside, and he couldn't even condense his thoughts!

"What the hell is this..." Feng Buli was thinking in confusion, his whole body was already submerged by the earth.

The sun and the moon shone faintly, and the earth, mountains and rivers were soaked in blood, spreading for thousands of miles.

A wisp of fresh air flutters and flickers, running in the sky.

The devil evacuated, and the rain was clear.

The sun and the moon began to move quietly, and the sun gradually sank. In the painting world, the scene of dusk where the sun and the moon always intersected, finally came into darkness.

The white soul banner floated in the sky and slowly turned into white clouds, so the clouds began to float, covering the moonlight.

The earth has the attributes of flesh and blood... The shape of the blood vessels on the mandrill's body is obvious, and the false body has a sense of flesh and blood, and the eyes are more agile.

The bone chain circled and turned into a hurricane, which was a catastrophe of wind.

The bloody battle was reversed and turned into a mountain. There is a terrible suction in the mountains, which makes the painting world have the function of attracting people. If people live at the foot of the mountain, the power of blood fighting can be refined into pus and blood.

A large number of elements lacking in the painting world, once ready, even the aggressiveness against the enemy is enough.

"What else is missing?"

"Water and fire."

"easy."

Motianhua finger, falling from the sky, points towards the place where Feng Buli evolved.

The bone marrow phosphorous fire faintly rose.

The blood marrow scattered and fell into the river.

The sun and the moon rotate, and the mountains and rivers are ready.

Refine the world with the body of Qianyuan, the painting world will be great, and the sacrifice and refinement will be the most precious treasure in the middle period of Qianyuan.

However, the practice of living in Yunxiu outside the painting can be seen with the naked eye, reaching the later stage of Huiyang, pointing at Qianyuan!

"I'm going to sleep." Mo Tian turned into a little ghost, swished into the mace, and flew away leisurely: "I wish you a happy bath in the hot spring."

Ju Yunxiu stared at the flying mace in ecstasy, feeling extremely shocked.

In the end, helping her evolve the energy of water and fire is not a matter of Qianyuan's practice, but the understanding of Tao, this understanding of the evolution of heaven and earth... It's not just Qianyuan at all!