Chapter 3347 Red-Eyed Qingpeng

Chapter 3447: Red-eyed Qingpeng

Hate Jue Moqin, there are nine strings in total!

Each string can condense a blood dragon!

And for the blood dragon of life!

The power far surpasses the ordinary blood dragons transformed by the magic qin, which has been verified before. One can't even destroy the Nether Claws completely, and the other can block the four thousand-foot demon gods summoned from the Chi Demon Banner with one enemy and four!

But even so, when the second change of the ghost claw magical power appeared, after clawing the ghost, this ninth dragon whose dragon tail had been cut off, still failed to escape the fate of being swallowed.

The blood dragon of life fell, the ninth string was broken, and the cut of Mo Chen's finger was only a trauma, and the more serious backlash, which caused her a certain internal injury, and the guqin was also damaged, which needed to be repaired after the war.

In this battle, its power was completely affected!

After all, if the nine strings of this qin are complete, and there is the ultimate ultimate move, there will be more mysterious changes when the nine blood dragons are born together.

But at this moment, with the ninth string broken and the ninth dragon dissipating temporarily, this Qin's final ultimate move, in this battle, has no chance of appearing in the world.

In the face of all this, the Mo Chen girl was furious, her expression instantly turned hideous, and she glared at Ye Xuan viciously: "Damn, Ben Gong was careless, and you damaged the foundation of the magic piano. Today, you will surely die. !"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

The Mochen Girl waved her hands in a row, ignoring the blood gushing between her fingers, and caressed the hateful guqin on her knees, the blood mist evaporated.

"Yan..."

Three qin sounds, three dragon roars, self-hatred inside the body of the magic qin, three thousand-zhang giant dragons rushed out again. This time, the three thousand-zhang giant dragons that appeared this time were bloodier. With the seventh three strings.

Hate the nine strings, the first string is the strongest, the ninth string is the weakest, and so on. The three blood dragons that rushed out of the piano body this time are all stronger than the previous two.

And this time, because the strings were soaked in the blood of the witch dust girl's fingertips, it also contributed to its power.

Now, three blood dragons rushed out at the same time, one of them met the meteorite, and the other two surrounded the dark green skull.

The war escalated in an instant, and this small piece of void was stirred up. Two of the four great talents of the human race, plus the mysterious young master of the Nether, who didn't know the true or false, the three of them used their magical powers to fight endlessly!

In the surrounding void, the top powerhouses from the three cosmos planes have long been stunned.

Everything in front of them is a bit chaotic, the three parties are in chaos, and they don't even know what the reason for the war is. In short, these three guys are like enemies in their previous lives, and they are incompatible when they meet.

On the surface, it seems that the Mochen girl is one enemy and two, but in fact it is not the case, because between Ye Xuan and the meteorite, if they catch a hole, they will definitely attack the opponent one or two times.

It is definitely the rhythm of the three-way chaos.

This is dumbfounding, three gorgeous young people, the temper is too amazing, right? It is difficult to meet each other, and we have to compete for a strong or weak one!

In addition, what shocked them even more was the means displayed by the three of them.

Among the three, the Mochen Girl and the Meteor Devil are the strongest, and they are the first-order cultivation of the 12th Great Realm Void, which is comparable to the senior figures in some ethnic groups.

The Nether Young Master, whose identity is difficult to determine, is even more perverted. He is only at the tenth rank and fifth rank of the cave, but with the complex changes of the ghost claws, he has forcibly competed with these two peerless arrogances of the Void Realm.

Chi Demon Banner Hall, the devil roars!

Hate Jue Qinzheng, the blood dragon is hideous!

There is also the power of ghostly claws and claws, and the giant head of the dark green skeleton has a fierce aura...

They are all desolate ancient supernatural powers and desolate ancient treasures. The standard of this battle is so high that some of the older generation and powerhouses can't help but look at them, secretly sighing that the times are really different, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the times belong to the newcomers. Soon they will all die on the beach!

"Yan!"

"Roar!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The blood dragon roared, the devil roared, the dark green nether skeleton laughed strangely, and the energy bodies condensed from the inner domain of the three supernatural powers and heavy treasures were intertwined in this void.

The monstrous Qi covered a small piece of void, covering Ye Xuan, the Meteor Devil, and the Mochen Girl, so it was impossible to see it clearly.

Outside the area of ​​this battle, Zhan Tu and Wumei ancestor burst out with invisible glittering eyes, staring closely, fearing that Young Master Linghu would take this opportunity to escape.

As for the top-level powerhouses from the three major cosmos planes in the surrounding void, they have long been dazzled by the amazingness of this battle, and their expressions are obsessed.

Gong Wuxin, Wuchenzi, Qiu Doufu, and Yu Xianlong, etc., had a gloomy look on their faces. They were not convinced by the four great arrogances of the human race before. As for the so-called two great evildoers, they were not seen by them. inside.

However, after the previous battle in the Third Universe Sky War Star Territory, Young Master Linghu, one of the two great evildoers of the human race, suppressed them all with his own power, and was the other two of the four peerless geniuses. Ren Xiaoyaozi and Fairy Yinxia also abused them to the point of losing their temper.

In that battle, the Four Masters of Cultivation lost their self-confidence.

And today, when they saw that the other two of the four peerless Tianjiao, Mochen Girl and Meteor Devil, were stronger than Xiaoyaozi, and another unparalleled monster was born from the various races of the Second Universe Federation. When they were comparable to the Invincible God of War and Young Master Linghu, the sense of depression in their hearts could no longer be described in words.

Not only them, but the younger patriarchs of the various races of the Second Universe Federation and other descendants, the feeling is even more profound.

This is the second universe, but at this moment, there are two peerless geniuses of the human race and a ghost young master whose identity is still uncertain.

Among the descendants of the top ten ethnic groups in the 20th universe, although there was a third-ranked young master of the lion clan, Lion Bafeng, but he didn’t jump for a long time before being chopped down, roasted and eaten...

How can this be so human?

"Brutal!"

Also at this time, in the distant void, there was a sudden roar of savagery, which was shocking.

In the line of sight, a huge Qingpeng, which stretches thousands of feet, is crossing the void with its fleshly body and fluttering its wings. Behind him, there is clearly a void fortress with a diameter of 100,000 meters. The kinetic energy is fully activated, and it is faintly unable to keep up with his speed. .

The powerhouses of the various races in the Second Universe were stunned for a while, then their spirits were lifted, and they exclaimed in unison.

"Red-eyed Qingpeng? He's actually here..."

"The young master of the Qingpeng clan ranks second in the second universe, and Peng Jingxiao ranks second among the younger generations of the second universe's various clans!"

"There is a good show to watch. Compared with the third-ranked Lion Bafeng, the young master Qingpeng is more powerful, and he is also the first-order cultivation of the twelfth great realm, not weaker than the peerless genius of the human race... …”