Chapter 1363 The Power of the Dragon Elephant, the Bloodline Awakens!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A path of magic tools pierced through the void and galloped towards Bei Mingxue, coming in an instant!
Bei Mingxue was tossing and turning on the stone platform, with agile and agile movement, like a stunned dragon, just like a dragon, rushing towards one of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs!
The power of Bei Mingxue's flesh and blood was seen by the group of cultivators.
Even the True Monarch Yuanying of the Ximen family will be suppressed, and the True Monarch of the Dongfang family will not be able to challenge him.
The Nascent Soul True Monarch reacted extremely quickly, and his body retreated. At the same time, he squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and a spell erupted, covering Bei Mingxue!
boom!
Bei Mingxue raised his head and punched and collided with this spell!
Just relying on the flesh and blood, Bei Mingxue, who is equivalent to the Golden Core Realm, broke the spell of the Yuanying Zhenjun!
Of course, colliding with this spell, she also lost the chance to catch up with this person.
boom! boom! boom!
The spells of the rest of the True Monarch Nascent Soul also descended overwhelmingly!
A series of magical tools, combined with spells, constantly suppress Bei Mingxue's space, so that she can't take care of her head and tail, and she can't get close to any cultivator at all.
Of course, Bei Mingxue cultivated to the point that the diamond is not bad, and the self-healing power is amazing.
It is difficult for these seven Yuanying True Monarchs of the Dongfang family to encircle and kill Bei Mingxue in a short period of time!
Seven Nascent Soul True Monarchs strangled a Jindan True Monarch, and fell into a stalemate!
Dongfang Yi's face was ashen.
He even had the urge to kill this Bei Mingxue himself!
But under the eyes of the public, Dongfang Yi held his identity, thought about it, then turned his eyes slightly, and whispered: "Wuhua, the five of you go up, and use the fastest speed to suppress this bitch!"
Zhenjun Wuhua nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and he came into the air.
The four Nascent Soul True Monarchs followed closely behind!
"Look, there are five more Yuan Ying Zhenjuns from the Dongfang family!"
"Bei Mingxue is over! She caused a terrible disaster, and the Beiming clan may have the disaster of genocide!"
"It's a pity that such a good talent, I haven't heard of any cultivator who can cultivate martial arts to the realm of the eighth transformation!"
"Speaking of which, Lord Wild Martial Dao is worthy of being the number one evildoer in eternity. The "Martial Classics" he created can actually cultivate such a terrifying power!"
The crowd was noisy and chaotic, and there was a lot of discussion among the group repairers.
Nangong Ling, Liu Hanyan and Ru Xuan all looked nervous.
The three of them subconsciously looked at Su Zimo in the crowd.
At this time, Su Zimo was still calm and closed his eyes, as if he did not see the danger of Bei Mingxue at all.
"Master Uncle is too calm, so let the disciple be besieged?"
Ru Xuan was speechless.
Nangong Ling was also a little confused, and said through a voice transmission, "Perhaps, the uncle has another meaning."
At this moment, on the battlefield, after the addition of five Nascent Soul True Monarchs, the situation has changed!
Originally, Bei Mingxue and the seven Nascent Soul True Monarchs could still hold on to each other.
Now, facing the siege of twelve Yuan Ying Zhenjuns, she seems a little stretched.
continuous battle.
Moreover, it is still a battle with Yuan Ying Zhenjun, which consumes a lot of Bei Mingxue!
If it wasn't for practicing martial arts, with strong qi and blood, and long physical strength, she would not be able to support it any longer.
With the passage of time, Bei Mingxue's movement gradually slowed down, and his steps were not as nimble as they were at first.
puff!
A dodging movement was a little slower, and there was an additional wound on Bei Mingxue's arm, dripping with blood.
puff!
This wound has not yet healed, and a flying sword slashed across Beiming's thigh, bringing out a bunch of blood flowers!
Bei Mingxue's figure staggered.
But she still gritted her teeth, said nothing, and had no expression on her face!
"Bitch, I see how long you can hold on!"
The corners of Zhenjun Wuhua's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a playful look in his eyes.
puff! puff! puff!
Bei Mingxue's body has more and more wounds.
No matter how strong her self-healing power is, it cannot be repaired!
It didn't take long for Bei Mingxue to turn into a blood man, covered in bruises and bruises, looking extremely miserable.
But in Bei Mingxue's eyes, there was no intention of giving in at all!
On the contrary, within her body, there seems to be a terrifying force gradually awakening!
In fact, since cultivating martial arts, Bei Mingxue has never fought against a real powerhouse, nor has he faced any catastrophe!
Even with Su Zimo's teaching, her achievements are limited.
Back then, Dieyue also threw Su Zimo in the Canglang Mountains for a year, and no matter what, Su Zimo really grew up.
But now, she has defeated Dongfang Zhi, her heart is gone, her thoughts are clear, she feels an unprecedented pleasure, and she also has a new understanding of martial arts.
In addition, under the strong pressure, under the constant stimulation of life and death, the bottleneck of the ninth transformation of martial arts finally loosened!
"what!"
Bei Mingxue suddenly screamed in the sky. Although blood was dripping from his body, it seemed that some shackles had been broken in his body!
An unprecedented powerful force burst out in the body, gushing out!
This howling sound is extremely terrifying!
Like a dragon, like an elephant!
Even Zhenjun Wuhua and the others felt a tingling pain in both ears, their body swayed, and they almost fell from the air!
"This is……"
"Could it be... the ninth transformation of martial arts, the power of the dragon elephant!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
boom! boom! boom!
Bei Mingxue suddenly turned his fists and punched in all directions, venting the surging power in his body!
The magic weapon of the true monarch who was stabbed was actually kicked away by Bei Mingxue's fists and fell into the crowd, causing a commotion.
hiss!
The expressions of Zhenjun Wuhua and others changed!
Even the true monarch's magic weapon can't hurt Bei Mingxue?
"Everyone will work together to completely suppress this woman!"
Zhenjun Wuhua shouted, and frantically urged his primordial spirit to condense a powerful spell.
The rest of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs also pinched the magic formula to condense the magic!
In an instant, the mana near the stone platform was already boiling!
Twelve spells burst into the air, bursting out terrifying coercion, and with the momentum of thunder, they were suppressed towards Beimingxue!
Bei Mingxue's eyes are cold, the blood in the body is surging, and it is running wildly, a power from the ancient times, quietly awakening!
Whoa!
In the void, there was a sound of surging tides.
This is not a tide of blood.
Under the gaze of the group of repairers, behind Bei Mingxue, a dark and deep ocean really emerged, exuding an extremely cold breath!
"The Sea of Beiming?"
Bei Mingao looked confused and murmured softly.
His golden elixir vision is the sea of Beiming, and he is naturally most familiar with this sea.
But the power emanating from the ocean behind Bei Mingxue is obviously countless times stronger than his Beiming Sea!
His golden core vision is like a small puddle in front of this ocean.
"how so?"
Bei Mingao blinked his eyes and said doubtfully, "If you practice martial arts, shouldn't there be a golden elixir vision?"
"This, this, this..."
The voice of the Beiming clan trembled slightly, "This is not the vision of Jindan, but the vision of blood!"
At this moment, Su Zimo also opened his eyes.
His gaze fell into the ocean behind Bei Mingxue, as if it could penetrate the deep ocean and land in the depths of the Beiming Sea!
There... there seems to be an even more terrifying existence!