Blood clouds and black mist tangled into a ball.

Master Bone and Master Lan tried their best to intercept the two palm orders, and cold light flashed in the blood clouds and black fog. After several interlaced skills, the pain of the two masters of the Changsheng Sect came.

In terms of combat power, the senior management of the Changsheng Sect is indeed not the opponent of the Wu Dao Palm.

On the wooden boat, among the heads of the family who followed the Changsheng Sect to come here, five heads immediately soared into the air and joined the battle group with weapons in hand.

The seven people joined forces and immediately suppressed the two palm orders. The coverage of the blood cloud expanded rapidly, faintly wrapping the black fog in. Even the sound of the two palm orders slashing through the air became faint.

Wu Tie staggered and stood up. He looked down at his left hand first.

The index finger of the left hand was extremely ferocious. The flesh on the index finger was completely lost, leaving only three phalanxes exposed. What's strange is that the flesh was broken, and the blood vessels and tendons attached to the phalanx were intact.

The cyan blood vessels and white tendons and veins adhere to the different colors of finger bones, which look very scary.

The eight palm orders were staggering back, vomiting blood while retreating.

His figure became very strange, and his upper body was a little soft and unsupported. It was not surprising that his entire chest ribs and thoracic spine were shattered by Wu Tie's fingers. Only when his posture was intact would there be ghosts.

"Your hand... is strange." Eight palms sprayed another mouthful of old blood, staring at Wu Tie's left index finger vaguely and howled.

Wu Tie squatted down and pressed his left hand on the armor that was shrinking into a spherical shape. A Yuangang roared and injected into the armor. Widths of flowing light flashed, and the white metal sphere quickly melted and squirmed, and was again hung on Wu Tie.

Wu Tie secretly scolded himself for being stupid.

He has condensed Yuangang, and Yuangang can break his body and fly out to hurt people. The energy contained in a little Yuangang is a hundred times stronger than the previous Yuan power. In other words, during the battle, he can completely input Yuangang into armor in time to maintain the complete form of armor.

Next time, unless the Yuan Gang is exhausted, he will never let the armor easily escape from himself.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Tie shook his left hand, and the armor completely covered his left palm. He found that there was no pain in his left hand.

Drawing out the spear, Wu Tie pointed at the Eight Palm Orders, and approached him quickly without saying a word.

The invisible force field enveloped the surroundings. Wu Tie walked quickly, taking seven or eight meters in one step. In his breath, he rushed to the front of the eight palms and stabbed his chest with a shaking hand.

The eight palms sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist. He laughed strangely, and his hands clasped together to form a ball on his chest. Suddenly, blood rays spurted out at the fingertips.

"Boy, what you just learned was the 'Phantom Fog Tianluo' created by my fog knife "Phantom Fog Sutra"... Was it so hard that I was beaten up?"

"What you need to learn now is the unique magical power of the "Breaking Yuan Blood Knife" of my Wu Dao "Breaking Yuan Blood Knife"... You will definitely like the feeling of being injured by the Breaking Yuan Blood Knife and being worse than death."

The eight palms made him smile low and grimly. His body lost the support of his thoracic spine and ribs. The shape of his upper body became a little strange. A large ball of bones and flesh bulges on his back, his breathing became much heavier, and his speech became hoarse and unpleasant.

Only a ball of blood between his palms became extremely strong, as if a ball of blood was condensed in his palm, and the blood was creeping rapidly, and it seemed that it condensed into a strange-shaped scimitar shape.

The foundation-building realm is the beginning of cultivation.

After building the foundation, it is to feel the mystery. According to Lao Tie's introduction, it is a magical process of leveraging the essence of heaven and earth to understand one's own magical process. In this process, practitioners can condense more powerful and magical power than Yuangang, or they can be described as "magic power".

After the mysterious realm, it is the Chonglou realm.

Some people call it "Tianguan" or "Tianguan". It is a long process of "climbing the tower", "breaking the barrier" or "unlocking the lock".

In the Chonglou realm, practitioners can understand supernatural powers!

Supernatural powers are stronger than all moves.

Huanwu Tianluo is a magical power, so Wu Tie's five senses were deprived, and the invisible force field was suppressed to a range of three feet away from the body.

The Yuan Blood Sword is obviously also a magical power, and it is a direct and aggressive magical power.

Wu Tie stabbed the blood light condensed between the eight palms.

Amid the dull sound of "buzzing", Wu Tie was extremely sharp, and the spear point that could easily penetrate the golden iron was still moving in the blood light.

The tip of the gun was trembling slightly, and the blood-colored scimitar condensed by the blood light was trembling slightly.

Eight palms made him look at Wu Tie with a grim smile, and his hands suddenly bounced.

A blood-colored sword light emitted a sharp and terrifying sound of breaking through the air, spurting out from the blood-colored scimitar in the palm of the eight palms, drawing out an almost invisible blood-colored trajectory, and in an instant it arrived in front of Wu Tie.

A 'sweep' sound...

When Wu Tie almost slashed his chest, the invisible force field activated with all his strength. Finally, he tilted his body slightly in front of the sword light and his body. The bloody sword light hit his left chest, and the tight armor was split open with a crack that was as thin as a palm, and it slashed across Wu Tie's shoulders obliquely.

Large pieces of blood spurted out from the cracks in the armor, and the blood water was as clear as water.

Wu Tie felt a numbness and weakness all over his body. The tight armor that had been extremely strong for so many days was finally destroyed by external forces.

The Yuan Blood Sword... What a fierce attack power.

The stars flashed in front of Wu Tie's eyes, and the feeling of powerlessness near the wound rushed towards his whole body. He roared lowly, turned around subconsciously, ran wildly in the direction of the ancient gods' camp with all his strength, and ran wildly.

The eight palms made him giggle. He raised his hands high and widened his eyes, and wanted to activate the Breaking Yuan Blood Sword with all his strength to completely kill Wu Tie.

Thousands of meters away, Lao Tie, who was standing on the hill, suddenly opened his mouth.

A bloody flame blew out of his mouth.

On the two rows of white teeth, purple and blue lightning roared, turning into a turbulent and ferocious thunder dragon wrapped around the bloody flame.

The red fire purple thunder, as thick as a bucket, pulled out a dazzling track of dozens of meters long. Almost as Lao Tie opened his mouth and spit out the fire dragon, he bombarded the eight palms.

The Breaking Yuan Blood Knife in the Eight Palm Hand was unable to be activated. The red fire purple thunder hit his chest, with a buzzing sound, and the upper body of the Eight Palm Hand completely disappeared.

I don’t know if it was intentional or if I chose this angle by myself.

The red fire and purple thunder he sprayed out killed the Eight Palm Orders and rushed straight towards the wooden boat near the river bank of the Changsheng Cult.

The 100-meter-long wooden boat was smashed to pieces by one blow, and countless broken black boat boards spewed out large flares, making a howling sound and roaring sounds spewed far away and far away.

On the wooden boat, the heads of various families gathered by the Changsheng Cult and elite soldiers fell into the river in a panic.

The attack came too suddenly and the attack power was too strong. The wooden boat exploded in a shattering manner. The people on the boat were violently impacted by the explosion, and they vomited blood and fell into the water.

There are probably less than one-tenth of people on the boat who can swim...

After the others fell into the water, they sank directly to the bottom of the water like a weight.

Several heads of the family screamed, and the fishmen and frogmen around rushed over, helping the injured alliance surface.

The red fire and purple thunder emitted by Lao Tie roared across the river dozens of miles wide and crashed into the middle of a whistle tower.

The earth-rock structure of the mail tower was broken in the middle, and the red fire and purple thunder almost passed by the city wall of the Changsheng Sect's stronghold. A section of the city wall, three or four miles long, was closely tied by fire pillars. The city wall collapsed and gravel and soil sprinkled all over the sky.

In the end, this red fire purple thunder continued to gallop across nearly a hundred miles before it landed heavily on the ground.

With a loud bang, the earth shook, a red light surged, and a mushroom cloud rushed up hundreds of meters high. The huge explosion kept echoing between the ground and the dome thousands of meters high, shaking everyone's ears and making a buzzing sound.

Except for Wu Tie, who was flashing in front of him, who was running for life in a panic, everyone else stood stiffly.

Lao Tie's attack directly vaporized a small hill more than 100 miles away, and a large pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared on the ground.

The strong wind rolled up countless broken mushrooms and fern fragments, and rolled up a large amount of soil and stone debris. The strong wind blew across the stronghold of the Changsheng Cult, and even mud and dust blew onto the river, slowly covering half of the river surface.

With one blow, it will kill and damage like this.

The two palm orders of the Bone, the Eunuch Lan, and the Fog Knife stopped at the same time, and they all looked at the direction of the mushroom cloud Ranran rolling.

The mushroom cloud had already rushed to the dome and was spreading around the dome.

Many stalagmites hanging on the dome were severely impacted, and stalagmites were constantly broken and fell down one after another, causing the ground to make a sound.

Master Gu, Master Lan suddenly thought that this attack seemed to have deliberately avoided the stronghold of the Changsheng Cult.

If this attack happens to hit the point of the Changsheng Sect...

Not to mention the people of the Changsheng Sect, even the soldiers who brought the slaves and soldiers from the Mist Sword would be wiped out.

"That boy... is not alone... has a terrible powerful person... protecting him..." Old Master Bone screamed: "This secret realm..."

Eunuch Lan was trembling all over: "We can't eat... we have to the General Palace... we have to send masters and powerful people to come..."

The seven-palm order of the mist knife suddenly turned his head and cursed in the direction of the small hill where Lao Tie was just now: "Madman...Madman...Who dares to use such powerful moves in this world? Bastard, bastard, if the dome is destroyed...If there is a lava river above..."

As the Seven Palm Order says, in this world, who dares to use such a large-scale magical secret technique of killing?

I don’t know whether the dome is firm or not. If the dome collapses, if it accidentally appears on it, there is a lava river...

Look at the end of this river, the crack on the rock wall that is dozens of miles wide and continuously flows out of magma. This is entirely possible.

A lava river flowed back from the dome...

That scene was so beautiful.

Especially there is a big river dozens of miles wide below, and the amount of water is enough.

The magma reacted wonderfully with the river, and the high-temperature steam swept across the entire grotto. Except for the two masters such as the palm and the bone master, who could escape, everyone else would stew the flesh and blood just like the fish in the pressure cooker.

Even if the palm of the fog knife is so decisive and cold-blooded and ruthless in daily life...

Thinking of this terrible consequence, I couldn't help but sweat all over my body, and my legs were a little sore and soft.

"Double magical powers of thunder and fire..." Another palm commander said to himself: "And from the perspective of destructive power, this person's cultivation is at least a hundred times that of ours... Also in the Chonglou Realm, we are nothing like ant in front of him..."

"This secret realm...unless the boss takes action." The two Wu Dao's palms looked at each other, and without saying a word, they stepped on the black air and soared into the air, bringing a trace of afterimage toward the direction of the waterfall in the distance.

Master Bone and Master Lan looked at each other, and they sneered at the same time, and looked at the direction where Lao Tie was just now. They also stepped on the blood clouds and flew back to the other side of the river.

After a while, a 100-meter-long wooden boat flew up. Eunuch Gu and Eunuch Lan, with a group of family patriarchs, rushed to the waterfall as fast as possible.

Whether it is the Changsheng Cult or the Fog Knife, the top leaders of both sides fled... No, they retreated tactically.

Lao Tie, who did not dare to make such a terrible blow head-on, all chose to temporarily avoid it.
To be continued...