Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 279 Blood Festival

"What happened in the tower?"

Outside the tower, everyone is suspicious.

They can only hear the violent voices coming out of the tower, but they can't know what is happening inside. The sounds that make them tickle are very urgent.

In particular, Mu Shishi and Zuo Qingfeng and others, they have some concerns about Jing Yunyi.

Just when Jing Yunxiao was playing against Jing Zhuo, he was already injured. In the case of injury, if Jing Yunzhen encounters any danger, I am afraid it will be fierce.

"Bad boy, I hope you won't have anything."

Mu Shishi prayed in anticipation at the bottom of his heart.

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Outside the tower, the doubts of the people, Jing Yunzhen and Zhuge Muqing simply have no time to take care of.

The expression of the two at the moment, a happy, very gloomy.

The delightful nature is Jingyun.

The display of the dragon claws allowed him to successfully resist the destruction of Zhuge Qing.

The gloomy nature is the gems.

One of his most powerful moves has been blocked. At this moment, his body is lacking in aura, and his combat power is not as good as before. Next, what does he take to deal with Jing Yun? What do you save your life?

Invisible between him, he felt a little uneasy, this uneasiness seems to be slowly leaning toward despair.

"No, I can't put my life in the hands of others. I still have a chance."

Zhuge Qing did not give up, he must fight to the end.

In this way, Zhuge Qingqing’s intention to reach the extreme, he did not care, with the last glimmer of strength, raised his hand, took out a blood blade, above the blood blade, above the blood blade, revealing a stock The smell of blood, as if the blade is made of blood, gives a feeling of blood.

Zhugemu's eyes were red, and after taking the bleeding blade, he simply stroked a knife directly on his arm. Under this knife, a stream of blood continued to infiltrate from the wound, and then completely and completely unreservedly It was absorbed by the blood blade.

After the blood of Zhugemuqing was absorbed, the blood blade immediately became violent.

On the other hand, a series of blood-colored cyclones are constantly rotating. These cyclones are like blooming flowers. They are constantly condensed on the blood blade. Each flower is like a thorny rose. It looks far away, although it looks good, but it is very The power of destruction.

"With blood as a sacrifice, thus inspiring the power of the blood blade? Zhuge Qing, you are really dead, do you want to die?"

Jing Yun’s eyes suddenly became cold.

This kind of blood sacrifice often causes great damage to oneself. If one is careless, the blood blade is not controlled by oneself, and the blood-blade will be like a demon, constantly eroding the blood of the body of Zhugemu, until it will The blood is eaten away.

It can be said that this is an extremely extreme approach.

"As long as I can kill you, why not sacrifice? Jingyun, I really didn't think that you can not only kill Jing Zhuo, but now I can push me into this situation, but everything is over. You After all, I still have to die in my hands."

Zhugemu Qingyin smiled coldly, and the face of the sly face, under the blood blade of the side, seemed so bloodthirsty.

"I said, you can't kill me."

Jing Yunqi is very firm and authentic.

"Haha, I am still dead when I die. If that is the case, then when you go to hell, then say this to the prince of the prince."

Zhugemu is bloody.

A steady stream of blood gas spread from his body, and then penetrated into the blood blade. Under the feeding of blood gas, the blood blade grew longer and bigger. Before it was only twenty or thirty centimeters, it grew up suddenly. It has reached ten feet.

"The blood is broken."

Zhuge Muqing is not planning to drag on, and then continue to let the blood blade eat his blood, he will die of blood loss.

Therefore, at this moment, he did not hesitate any more, and with a big hand, the blood blade like the giant pillar of the sky was pressed against the top of Mount Tai, and it was directly cut down toward Jing Yun's head.

That power, the **** killing, if really cut down, Jing Yun's body must be split in two.

"Zhuge Qingqing, do you really think that you can show this trick? Dreaming. As you said, this battle is indeed over."

Jing Yun looked at the huge blood blade and slammed down on his own, but he did not panic.

After a cold smile on Zhugemuqing, a flying sword with a purple flame was like a cannonball, suddenly bursting out from Jingyun’s mind.

Flying swords out, one hundred steps to wear Yang.

If Zhuge Qing is still in its heyday, even if the purple fire flying sword is bright, Zhuge Qing may be able to easily resist it.

But now it is different.

Before Zhuge’s eye-catching aura was very expensive, the energy in the body was not as good as before, and now he is feeding the blood to the blood blade, which leads to even more powerlessness. Seeing Jing Yun’s flying sword is a kind of astounding momentum towards himself. The spurt came, the speed, the power, he even could not make any reaction to dodge.

In the end, I could only watch the purple fire flying sword plunged into his right temple, then penetrated the whole brain and burst out from the left temple.

"what……"

A scream, screaming like a mountain river roaring.

Among the entire tower, it was shrouded in this scream.

After the screams, Zhuge Qing was shown to be vague, and the body fell down.

At the same time that Zhugemuqing's body fell, Zhugemuqing's blood blade was infused with blood gas, reminding him to become smaller and smaller, and finally recovered to the previous appearance, fell to the ground, and then trembled fiercely.

These tremors have continued, it seems that the blood blade is constantly accumulating, and finally the blood blade flies up, but this time the object of flying is no longer Jingyun, but the fallen gems.

The blood blade is inserted in the position of the chestnut green chest, like a hungry beast, constantly madly eating all the blood in the body of Zhugemuqing.

In a short while, Zhuge Muqing's body blood is gone, his body is as white as white, no blood.

As for the blood blade, it seems that I have enough to eat and drink, and finally stopped shaking.

"Looking for bitterness, looking for a dead end."

Looking at the dying Zhugemuqing, Jingyun霄 shook his head and sighed. This is why Zhugemuqing’s life today is entirely self-sufficient. If he is not so greedy, if he is not so selfish, today Jingyun will never kill. he.

"Purple fire, come back."

Jing Yunyi ordered a song and took the purple fire flying sword into his own sword palace.

Because of the battle with Zhugemuqing, Jingyun’s aura and energy are also seriously depleted. Therefore, Jingyun’s is not in a hurry to take the sword and the ancient sword. Instead, he sits cross-legged on the spot and takes out various healing pills. Adjust the interest rate.