Chapter 1501

There was a sudden silence around them. They had never experienced any kind of storm. However, at this moment, they were speechless.

This is not only a kind of visual shock, but also a touch on the heart. Although there are some ingenious elements with the help of the sacrifice of master Wuxiang, it is undeniable that the young man has the talent and creativity to be superior to others.

You know, even master Wuxiang himself can't bring out the power of Dharma's founder, but he did.

Moreover, this move is unique in the world. There is a little more awe in their eyes, which is absolutely spontaneous and comes from the heart.

However, most of their attention is still in the deep pit of palmprint, and they don't know whether the blood moon monarch is alive or dead.

After all, the power contained in the pattern just now is several times stronger than their joint attack. Even though the blood moon monarch is a wall of iron, it is hard to get a bargain.

After tens of seconds, their faces were overjoyed. It seemed that the blood moon monarch had lost his spirit and soul. With a sudden bang, the pit exploded again, and only one figure came out. At this time, the scene was like the sun monkey coming out of the mountain.

"The second-order pure Yang blood? Where are you holy? " Blood month monarch a pair of ashen appearance, the face cannot conceal the fear.

"Pure Yang blood!" Those big guys can't help but see a bright, simple four words, instantly gave them infinite hope.

Even in the flourishing age of martial arts, Chunyang blood is the highest blood that is rarely seen. It is also called the unique blood of the king!

It's no wonder that I can't see through his depth. People with feelings are not only gods flying from the outside world, but also have the blood of the king. It seems that the prince of blood moon really met his opponent.

"Cut the crap and take it!" I didn't answer him. At this moment, there is a steady stream of strength in my body. I just want to find a place to vent.

This is the first time that I have opened the second-order form. In fact, in addition to the thought power of the Dharma Master behind me, there is a black dragon like ink hovering around me. But the Dharma Master is so eye-catching that they didn't notice this detail.

"Dragon shape!" My eyes opened angrily. Soon, this black dragon turned into a black awn. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a pair of black dragon boxing sets and put them on me.

Originally, the dragon, the second-order kill skill, was extremely domineering. With the sacrifice power of master Wuxiang, my combat power increased several times in a short time.

In the next moment, I had a fierce fight with the prince of blood moon. Because he suffered some minor injuries and just recovered, his strength must be much lower than before, so I got some advantages. However, the prince of blood moon has rich experience in actual combat and can make a response every time. It can be said that it's an open move, so it's hard for me to break his defense line.

In fact, it's lucky for Fang to use the Buddha's palm. In other words, there's a certain chance to trigger the killing move of Buddha's palm at the moment when he evokes the power of Bodhidharma's mind. If it's another opponent, it's already made into meat sauce. There's no chance to live.

But the prince of blood moon is a special case. He responded surprisingly quickly and made a response, which saved him a lot.

Fortunately, the blood moon monarch can't threaten me, and at the time when we can't fight each other, immortal Zhang quickly took the recovery elixir of special effects, forced to stabilize the passage of vitality, and then without thinking, they showed all kinds of magic soldiers and launched a stormy attack on the blood moon monarch.

"You guys, you bully me. You don't have demons. If you don't have blood beads, you will die!" The blood moon monarch roared in anger, and the earth shaking voice reverberated in the thought abyss, which had an indescribable shock force. No one dared to doubt what he said!

I can be sure that if we change to the high people below the land immortal, they will be shocked and even killed on the spot just for fear of this sound!

On the spot, the girl with the lowest cultivation level also stepped into this realm, which had no great influence.

When I heard the prince of blood moon talking about the blood spirit bead, my expression was a little strange, and my heart was beating wildly. You know, not long ago, the blood spirit bead was still in my hand, but it was lost due to carelessness.

"Hum, let's ride the donkey and read the libretto - we'll see." With a big wave of his hand, the prince of the blood moon immediately felt a blood mist around him.

The power of all kinds of bombardment is on the blood mist. After a few seconds, the blood mist can't support it.

Immortal Zhang winked, and they worked together to strengthen their strength again.

"Boom." The next moment, the blood mist can't bear it, it is scattered.

I saw that the blood moon monarch turned into the stone before. Under the impact of various forces, the stone was smashed into rags, accompanied by a gust of evil wind.

Suddenly there was no trace of the blood moon monarch, "Hey, let him run..." real person Zhang looked helpless.

"No way, it's the golden cicada who is very famous in the devil kingdom. With our strength, it's not enough to trap him." Said abbess Emei.

"Yes, the monarch of the blood moon has been severely damaged. The golden cicada will lose its magic power if it breaks its shell. If it wants to recover again, it will take at least hundreds of thousands of years. Our famous and decent sects can breathe a sigh of relief." The leader of the beggars' sect also echoed.Several of them have burned their blood essence, and their cultivation strength has retrogressed in varying degrees. It's nothing. In order to deal with the blood moon monarch, master Wuxiang even sat on the spot and turned himself into a sacrificial son, but in response to the Buddha's saying - I'm not going to hell. Who goes to hell?

Their faces were heavy, their heads bowed and they were silent. After all, old friends of many years witnessed the rise and fall of an era together, so they did not know how to explain to Shaolin people when they went back.