Chapter 1075: The Sorrow of Bloody Yang
"Elder brother." Lin Qizhen looked shocked when he saw the ferocious Saint Son of Bloodyang, and whispered: "Elder brother, keep Qingshan here, don't be afraid of not being able to survive." "Firewood."
The meaning is self-evident, it is to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the Holy Son of Blood Yang. After all, Holy Son Xueyang ranks 236 places higher than his senior brother on the list of gods.
And, not only that, the seven immortal cultivators of the Xueyang Sect behind the Holy Son of Xueyang are also very strong. Nowadays, the Liuyang Clan is weak and weak, and is no match for the Xueyang Clan and the others.
The Xueyang Sect and the Xuyang Sect are feuding. This is something that all the sects’ god-transforming geniuses are aware of. Since the outside world, when the immortal cultivators from these two sects met, it was like the brave one would win, and the only outcome would be life and death.
As Liuyang Clan is the subordinate sect of Xuyang Sect, Xueyang Clan will naturally kill them quickly when they see them.
So the other sects who transformed gods and cultivated immortals at the scene all looked at Wu Tao and the Holy Son of Xueyang. They wanted to see if the Liuyang Sect would immediately retreat from here and fight for their lives. road.
If you still want to care about Wen Shen Daolian, then you really have a right choice.
"Fellow Taoist Xueyang, this Wen Shen Daolian is not mature yet. Do you want to kill these two people from the Liuyang Gate now?" At this moment, it is not too big a deal to watch the excitement. The immortal cultivator from Yunjian Sect laughed out loud.
This person is the Yunjian Sect’s God Transformation genius who just mocked Lin Qizhen and Wu Tao.
Hearing this, Lin Qizhen glanced sharply in the direction of Yunjianmen. This person from Yunjianmen opened his mouth to provoke the Holy Son of Bloodyang to take action.
When Wu Tao heard this, he also glanced at the Yunjian Sect's God-Transforming Talent. The man had a smile on his face and looked at Wu Tao and Lin Qizhen's eyes with disdain and indifference. Because he felt that Liuyangmen could not do anything to him.
After all, with the first and second senior brothers here, who can hurt him in the Valley of All Spirits? Even if Li Mo ranks higher than him on the list of geniuses in transformation, he can't do anything to him.
I can only feel aggrieved in my heart.
When you come out to hang out, you need to talk about power and background.
As soon as Yunjianmen's God-Transforming Tianjiao said this, the other gods-transforming immortal cultivators around the lake became even more interested. The maturity time of this Wen Shen Daolian is too slow, so it would be good to watch a fight in advance.
Seeing everyone's eyes, Saint Son of Xueyang laughed wildly and said: "Fellow Taoist of Yunjian Sect, this is wrong. Killing these two Liuyang Sect members does not cost me much, and it will not affect me. I will fight for the Wen Shen Daolian next."
After saying that, the aura on Saint Son of Xueyang rose, and the murderous intent gathered, and he pressed towards Wu Tao and Lin Qizhen.
Lin Xuan and Zhang Xiuyan saw that Holy Son of Xueyang was about to have a big battle with Wu Tao, and they also knew that Holy Son of Xueyang was ranked more than 200 places higher than Wu Tao on the list of gods, and Wu Tao was not Holy Son of Xueyang. opponent.
But they were helpless because they were also a seventh-level immortal cultivating sect and could not help the Liuyang Sect at all.
Among the four people at Fengyuanmen, Zhao Xuanfeng saw that Holy Son Xueyang was about to attack Wu Tao. She and Wu Tao had friendship, so she stood up and yelled: "Holy Son Xueyang, stop."
Everyone Seeing Zhao Xuanfeng stand up to stop the Holy Son of Xueyang from taking action, the other sects' cultivators looked at Zhao Xuanfeng with thoughts in their hearts. Unexpectedly, the Liuyang Sect was also close to the big tree of Fengyuan Sect.
Yan Fengxian and Huang Yiyuan of Fengyuan Sect are stronger than Xueyang Holy Son. Xueyang Holy Son would not dare to kill Wu Tao and Lin Qi of Liuyang Sect in front of Yan Fengxian and Huang Yiyuan. Array.
"Fellow Taoist Li Mo is saved!" Lin Xuan and Zhang Xiuyan looked at each other with joy in their hearts.
Wu Tao looked at Zhao Xuanfeng who stood up to speak for him, and his favorable impression of Zhao Xuanfeng increased. To be honest, he and Zhao Xuanfeng were just ordinary friends, not worthy of saving each other's lives.
However, Wu Tao knew that this was only Zhao Xuanfeng's personal will and did not represent the will of Fengyuan Sect. Yan Fengxian of Fengyuan Sect looked down on Liuyang Sect at all, and Huang Yiyuan would not help Liuyang Sect.
"What, does Fengyuan Sect want to protect Liuyang Sect? I have never heard of any relationship between Fengyuan Sect and Liuyang Sect?" Holy Son Xueyang's heart moved slightly, and he turned to look at Zhao Xuanfeng and Zhao Xuanfeng. The four people behind Zhao Xuanfeng. Especially the cold-tempered Yan Fengxian and Huang Yiyuan.
Yan Fengxian's eyes have been fixed on Wen Shen Daolian in the middle of the lake, not paying attention to the conflict between Xueyang Holy Son and Wu Tao at all, as if the conflict between Xueyang Sect and Liuyang Sect could not get his attention.
"Junior Sister Zhao, come back!" Huang Yiyuan snorted coldly, and then said to Holy Son Xueyang: "Xueyang, this is your grudge against the Liuyang Sect. You can resolve it on your own."
< br>Hearing Huang Yiyuan's words, Holy Son Xueyang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Yan Fengxian and Huang Yiyuan from the Fengyuan Sect did not stop him from killing Li Mo and Lin Qizhen, then Li Mo and Lin Qizhen would be killed. Certain death.
"Thank you Daoist Huang for your understanding of justice. This is a personal grudge between my Xueyang Clan and Liuyang Clan." A smile appeared on Saint Son Xueyang's face, and he bowed his hand to Huang Yiyuan to express his gratitude.
Then he turned around, with a cruel smile on his face, and pushed towards Wu Tao and Lin Qizhen step by step.
"Holy Son of the Blood Yang, do you dare?" Zhao Xuanfeng shouted coldly, turned to look at Yan Fengxian and said: "Senior Sister Yan..."
He hoped that Yan Fengxian could stand up. Just say one word for Liuyang Sect, and the Holy Son of Bloodyang would not dare to take action.
When Yan Fengxian heard Zhao Xuanfeng's words, her expression remained cold. She did not look back at Zhao Xuanfeng, but said calmly: "Junior Sister Zhao, this is someone else's grudge. I, the Fengyang Clan, have no right to interfere."
Hearing Yan Fengxian's words, Zhao Xuanfeng's heart sank. She knew that the senior sister of Fengyuan Sect would never change her will to others.
After hearing Yan Fengxian’s words, Holy Son Xueyang’s smile became even brighter. He said to the seven fellow disciples of the Xueyang Sect behind him: “Seven junior brothers, you block them and don’t let them escape. "
"It's Senior Brother Xueyang." Upon hearing this, the seven Xueyang Sect's Transformation Gods immediately blocked Wu Tao and Lin Qi's formation.
"Junior Sister Zhao, if you want to help that fellow Daoist Li, you can do it yourself, not on behalf of the Fengyuan Sect." Huang Yiyuan looked at Zhao Xuanfeng with a sneer.
Zhao Xuanfeng looked at Wu Tao and Lin Qizhen who had blocked their way to escape. Listening to Huang Yiyuan's words, she completely ignored his friendship with Wu Tao. It did not reach the level of friendship that would lead to death. Immortal Dao Guisheng, she could Those who helped Wu Tao have already done so.
Therefore, he sent a message to Wu Tao with his spiritual thought and said: "Friend Daoist Li, I can't help you anymore."
Wu Tao listened to Zhao Xuanfeng's spiritual message and slightly bowed his hand to Zhao Xuanfeng. Zhao Xuanfeng had already helped him enough. , as for asking Zhao Xuanfeng to entrust his life, that is complete nonsense.
In exchange of positions, Wu Tao would not be able to entrust Zhao Xuanfeng with his life.
"Li Mo, you don't have the Void Refining Magical Talisman on you, do you? Let's see how you escape with your life." The Holy Son of Blood Yang approached Wu Tao and said with a smile.
Wu Tao also looked at Holy Son Xueyang and said calmly: "Xueyang, you don't have the magical talisman for refining the void, do you?"
The Holy Son of Xueyang chuckled and said: "As expected, you are a casual cultivator. You are a frog in the well. Don't think that just because you defeated Wang Jinyu of the Xuyang Sect, you think that the opportunities that you, a casual cultivator, have gained are comparable to those of the eighth-level Immortal Cultivation Sect." The genius... Today, I, the Holy Son of Xueyang, will let you experience the strength of the real eighth-level immortal cultivation sect’s genius.” ." Lin Qizhen knew there was no way out and had already taken out a set of formations from his storage bag.
In response to this, Wu Tao said: "Okay, you set up the formation, then hide in the formation and don't come out!"
After speaking, Wu Tao took a step forward and put his hands on his waist. With one shot, streaks of light flew out and shot toward the Holy Son of Blood Yang.
"Okay, okay..." Seeing streams of light shooting towards him, Holy Son of Blood Yang shouted, and a blood shield immediately appeared on his fifth-level advanced defense blood-colored robe. Wu Tao controlled the fifth-level attack magic weapon and attacked the Holy Son of Xueyang. His eyes were on the seven immortal cultivators of the Xueyang Sect who monopolized the sky in all directions.
The seven god-transformers and immortal cultivators are ready, holding talismans, magic weapons, or supernatural powers in their hands, ready to use them to kill Wu Tao at any time.
“Can these magic weapons of yours break my blood shield?” Saint Son of Xueyang shouted, and a blood shield condensed from his hand.
Wu Tao ignored the movement of the Holy Son of Xueyang and patted the storage bag again. 22 magic weapons flew out one after another, or three or four magic weapons, and they were combined to move towards the Xueyang Gate. Kill the genius who transforms into a god.
His body turned into a laser and flew to the sky, and the Burning Sky Divine Power was released from his hands. The two Xueyang Sect Transformation Gods and Immortal Cultivators in the sky were horrified and only heard two screams. As soon as the sound rang out, the two Xueyang Sect cultivators had already been burned to death by his magical power. He reached out to grab the two storage bags and hung them gently on his waist.
"Broken." At this time, Saint Son of Xueyang's blood shield knocked away Wu Tao's fifth-level attack magic weapon, and Wu Tao had already seen Wu Tao kill his two fellow juniors.
"Li Mo." The blood-yang saint's eyes were about to burst. Wu Tao was provoking him, but as soon as he finished speaking, the five magic weapons flew back one after another and continued to attack him.
At this time, the other five god-transforming cultivators of the Xueyang Sect were instantly killed by Wu Tao with magic weapons. At this point, only the Holy Son of Xueyang was left in the Xueyang Sect.
Wu Taotu rose and fell, and in the blink of an eye, he used five attack magic weapons to entangle and kill the Holy Son of Xueyang. Four of the other seven god-transforming cultivators of the Xueyang Sect were still the geniuses of transforming gods. The geniuses on the list are all instant kills.
No more than one move.
Lin Qi's formation had just finished setting up half of the formation.
Seeing this, the other immortal cultivators from the cultivating sects were slightly shocked in their hearts, but they recognized that Wu Tao’s strength, ranked 867th on the list of gods and geniuses, was indeed unadulterated.
But even if he instantly kills the other seven immortal cultivators of the Xueyang Clan, he cannot be the opponent of the Holy Son of the Xueyang.
"Okay, you kill my junior brother, and I will kill your junior brother too!" Holy Son Xueyang knocked away Wu Tao's five magic weapons and angrily charged towards Lin Qi Formation.
"Senior Brother, save me!" Lin Qizhen felt the terrifying power of Holy Son Xueyang and shouted quickly, because he knew that Senior Brother Wu Tao could instantly kill the seven deity-forming cultivators from the Xueyang Clan. who.
Then Saint Son of Blood Yang can also count as killing him.
The blood magic power of Holy Son Xueyang turned into a sharp arrow and came in front of Lin Qizhen in an instant. Lin Qizhen was shocked and his soul was in danger. Under this sharp arrow, he felt Death loomed over him and there was no escape from it.
This was the first time he faced the Holy Son of Xueyang who was ranked 631st on the list of gods. It was the first time he felt in horror the power of such a god. Ordinary gods like them Perfection has no ability to resist at all.
At this moment, the Heavenly Will Umbrella slowly unfolded in front of Lin Qizhen. The bloody arrows bombarded the surface of the Heavenly Will Umbrella, and the terrifying aftermath pushed Lin Qizhen backwards.
Wu Tao reached out and took the Providence Umbrella and twirled it, and the blood arrow was annihilated.
At the same time, 26 offensive magic weapons turned into a torrent and blasted towards the Holy Son of Blood Yang.
“It’s just a matching magic weapon, let me break it!” Saint Son of Xueyang shouted, and presented a large blood-colored shield, and then used his blood magic power to blast towards Wu Tao’s 26 attack magic weapons.
Wu Tao smiled. His 26 attack magic weapons were not matching magic weapons, but all fifth-level high-level magic weapons. The reason why Saint Son of Blood Yang considers it as a matching magic weapon is because there has never been anyone who can control 26 attack magic weapons at the same time.
And Wu Tao also has an umbrella of providence in his hand, which makes him 27 magic weapons.
The other sect cultivators who were watching the battle also believed that these magic weapons of Wu Tao Yucai were matching magic weapons, but in fact they were equivalent to the mother-and-son magic weapons.
"Next time, you can refine some magic weapons with the same shape, so that your opponents will misunderstand that they are matching magic weapons!" Wu Tao watched the torrent of magic weapons blast away the Holy Son of Bloody Yang.
His two hundred and five thousand miles of spiritual thought also pressed towards the Holy Son of Blood Yang.
A terrifying explosion sounded, and the figure of Holy Son Xueyang was submerged in the torrent of magic weapons, and his two hundred and five thousand miles of divine thoughts also fell on Holy Son Xueyang.
The bloody shield of the Holy Son of Blood Yang was broken, and he felt death. He finally became frightened, and Wu Tao's two hundred and five thousand miles of divine will actually made him feel a trace of the Void Refining Heaven. You feel oppressed by your spiritual thoughts.
"You...hide..." The word 'hide' blurted out, and Holy Son Xueyang was bombarded by 26 magic weapons.
Wu Tao reached out and made a move, and 26 magic weapons returned to the storage bag. With another step, he came to the place where Saint Son of Blood Yang was turned into ashes, leaving behind a storage bag of Saint Son of Blood Yang.
At this moment, the expressions of all the immortal cultivators around the lake changed slightly, and they looked at Wu Tao in surprise.
“Li Mo, he killed the Holy Son of Blood Yang!”
“He was hiding his true strength.”
“Able to absolutely crush and kill Blood Yang. Holy Son Yang, he can definitely be ranked 400 on the list of geniuses who transform themselves into gods!”
These other sects' immortal cultivators turned their eyes and communicated, feeling the pressure from Li Mo.
"Eldest Brother!" At this time, Lin Qi's Formation had not yet set up the fifth-level advanced defense formation, but he saw that Eldest Brother had already killed the Holy Son of Blood Yang.
He felt that he no longer needed to deploy the fifth-level advanced defense formation.
Wu Tao held the storage bag of Holy Son of Xueyang in his hand, and suddenly turned his head to look at one of the Yunjianmen. This person was the Yun who mocked Lin Qizhen and provoked Holy Son of Xueyang. A person who transforms gods into immortals in Jianmen.
Seeing Wu Tao's view, the Yunjian Sect's deity cultivator trembled in his heart, and couldn't help but take a step back. Just this step made the Yunjian Sect's deity cultivator become angry. He was actually Wu Tao was frightened.
"I have a second senior brother, a senior brother, and I am afraid that you, Li Mo, will not succeed." Thinking of this, the Yunjian Sect's deity cultivator puffed up his chest again and looked at Wu Tao.
Wu Tao glanced at him and then looked away.
His main purpose is to snatch Wenshen Daolian.
As for the Yunjian Sect’s accounts, they will be settled together when the Wen Shen Daolian is snatched away, but there is no need to settle them in advance. Because although he easily killed Holy Son Xueyang, he gained a new understanding of his strength.
But there are several people here who are stronger than the Holy Son of Xueyang.
There are still some eighth-level god-transforming geniuses from the Immortal Cultivation Sect who have not arrived here.
"Yan Fengxian!" Wu Tao glanced at Yan Fengxian. After he killed the Holy Son of Xueyang, Yan Fengxian still didn't look back. He seemed to only have Wen Shen Daolian in his eyes.
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