Urban Medical God

Wushen Minggu\'s eyes changed suddenly, thinking that there was room for discussion, but he didn\'t expect the blood dragon to kill as soon as he said it, leaving no trace of affection.

This Taizhou Yuan Magnet, under the perfusion of Origin Qi, is simply a **** blocking and killing the god, and the Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha, it is impossible to resist.

The power of the source is too terrifying.

Even if it was the **** of war, Minggu, he didn\'t dare to insist.

At a critical juncture, Wu Shen Ming Gu grabbed Ning Xuanhai next to him and threw it forward.

Puff!

The Yuan Magnetic Aurora smashed through Ning Xuanhai\'s body with only one blow, killing him completely.

"Master Valkyrie..."

Before he died, Ning Xuanhai let out a desperate moan, looking at Wu Shen Minggu incredulously.

In the next instant, his corpse "plopped" and fell to the ground. There was a large transparent hole on the body, which was smoking, and his death was very tragic.

"hiss……"

All the disciples in Wushenshan breathed a sigh of relief when they witnessed this scene.

You know, Ning Xuanhai\'s strength has reached the middle stage of the Holy Ancestor Realm. In the Wushen Mountain, his strength is only weaker than Minggu, which is very powerful.

But now, the blood dragon killed him with a single blow.

How terrifying is the strength of the blood dragon?

How terrifying is the power of the source?

Everyone, including Wushen Minggu, felt their scalp numb.

Yuan\'s sharpness is too strong, it is simply lawless and invincible.

"Why struggle."

The blood dragon shook his head, and the emperor\'s scepter waved again, a beam of aurora penetrated, and hit the heart of the **** of war Minggu.

"Slaying Immortal Sword, get up!"

At the juncture of life and death, the **** of war Minggu yelled, brazenly bit his fingertips, drops of blood flowed out.

In the center of Wushen Mountain, the giant sword that reached the sky suddenly thundered and shook as if it was about to rise from the ground.

Wu Shen Ming Gu\'s face was pale, he was actually burning his essence and blood, fighting for a huge price, and he also had to draw out the Slaughter Sword to fight the blood dragon.

If it is an ordinary battle, he still has hope of victory.

But now, the blood dragon\'s great origin qi is too powerful. If you want to defeat the "source", you can only use the "source".

The Slaughter Immortal Sword is the source soldier, one of the "Four Swords of Zhu Xian", and represents the supreme killing.

As long as you pull out the Slaughter Immortal Sword, relying on the edge of the source soldier, the Martial God Minggu is confident that he can fight the blood dragon, even behead!

"not good!"

The blood dragon\'s expression changed drastically, and I saw the Slaughter Immortal Sword slowly ascending. The strands of terrifying and fierce murderous aura also whizzed out, which was simply irresistible.

Once the Slaughter Sword was born, he was not sure of victory.

"Wulongyou Tiandao, suppress it for me!"

At the moment when the blood dragon screamed, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, all internal organs, essence and blood, were rolling frantically.

In the next instant, five flying knives scrolling with special light burst out of his body.

The five flying knives are white, blue, black, red, and yellow. On the blade, there are dragons entrenched, and the swords and dragons are vigorous and fierce. It is the Wulong Youtiandao.

The five dragons travel to the sky is one of the two great Mongolian methods of the Dragon Valley. It is the magical power of cultivating the internal organs. It refines the blood of the five organs of the heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney into five flying knives, which fly around each other in a circle, with five elements. Permeating grandeur.

On that day, the blood dragon had just stepped into the Dragon Valley and only became a heart-blood fire knife. But now, the lung blood golden knife, liver blood wooden knife, kidney blood water knife, heart blood fire knife, spleen blood soil knife, and five heavenly knives are already there. Practice.

Five knives out.

Five Qi Chaoyuan!

Wulongyoutian!

The five extremely fierce flying knives smashed to the top of Wushen Minggu almost instantly.

"not good!"

Wushen Minggu\'s face changed wildly, and he only felt the blade raging, and the dragons shook the sky, his hair standing upside down, his hair was terrifying!

These five flying knives were so fast that they crushed the void as soon as they were shot out and slashed in front of him with one blow.

Between the electric light and flint, the **** of war Minggu had no time to pull out the Slaughter Immortal Sword, so he had no choice but to guard himself and sacrifice a purple-qi encrusted talisman to firmly resist the attack of the blood dragon.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The five flying knives slashed fiercely on the purple talisman, but they did not cause any harm, but were shaken out instead.

"Xuan Jiyue\'s talisman!"

The blood dragon narrowed his gaze, and instantly recognized that it was Xuan Jiyue\'s talisman, full of incomparable fateful aura, and when people glanced at it, there was a feeling of destiny being dominated by others and involuntary.

"Bold, how dare you call the queen name!"

Valkyrie Minggu was furious. It didn\'t matter if he died, but the blood dragon dared to call the queen\'s name directly. This was a disrespectful act, and the world could not bear it.

"Fate torrent, Evil!"

In full anger, the **** of war Minggu directly released the Queen\'s Talisman, and in a short time, the endless purple radiance condensed into a torrent of torrents, rumbling, with the breath that swept the world and drowned everything, toward the blood dragon. Coming from crushing.

Behind the blood dragon, tens of thousands of magic dragons, and countless figures of heavenly dragons, all looked panicking.

The torrent of Xuan Jiyue\'s fate is too terrifying. Once swept, I am afraid that he will fall into the abyss of endless fate, and will never be detached.

"Retreat!"

The blood dragon made a decisive decision, took all his subordinates, and flew back.

With his current cultivation level, it is enough to call Xuan Jiyue\'s name directly, and he is not afraid of the coercion of heavenly secrets, but Xuan Jiyue\'s crape myrtle destiny is too domineering, and if you go head-on, I am afraid that both sides will lose.

The blood dragon backed back again and again, but looked at that Slaughter Sword.

The Slaughter Immortal Sword rumbling rumblingly, it kept sinking underground.

"Get up!"

Upon seeing this, the blood dragon shook its claws in the air, a majestic force, mixed with a trace of source energy, grabbed the hilt of the Slaughter Immortal Sword and forcibly pulled it out.

Rumble!

In an instant, the entire Immortal Slaughter Sword was pulled out by the blood dragon, and it kept shrinking, turning into a three-foot green front, and falling into his hand.

"Bold evil dragon, do you dare to move my source soldier of Wushen Mountain?"

Wushen Minggu\'s heart was locked tightly and his eyes were staring.

This Slaughter Immortal Sword had been standing on the ground for an unknown amount of time. He had not been able to pull it out, but at this moment, the Blood Dragon drew the sword with his bare hands, effortlessly.

Obviously, his strength is far inferior to the blood dragon.

But this Slaughter Sword is the source soldier of Wushen Mountain. Once it is pulled away by outsiders, Wushen Mountain’s luck collapses, and he has no chance to ascend and break through in his life.

"Stop me!"

The **** of war Minggu roared loudly, and Yu Feng flew up, lingering purple light all over, trying to chase him up.

"Stop him."

The blood dragon snorted coldly, instructed to go down, holding the Slaughter Immortal Sword alone, flew out of Wushen Mountain.

Thousands of magic dragons, as well as countless heavenly dragons, heard his command and immediately stood in front of Wu Shen Ming.

All the magic dragons, all the auras of the heavenly dragons, are closely connected together, like a piece of iron in the Wanlong Dynasty.

Wu Shen Ming Gu\'s face was pale, but he didn\'t dare to face it head-on.

In the next instant, all the Devil Dragon Tianlong withdrew from Wushen Mountain.

(End of this chapter)