MTL - My Attributes Cultivation Life-Chapter 612 612 The Confluence of Heaven and Earth Eight

  At the same time, Sheng Xun on the opposite side sighed, and also raised his hand.

   "Ask one last time." He raised his eyes to look suspiciously at Yue Dewen's eyes, "If you come to my side now, a new seat will be added next to the old man. The position can be tied with us."

  Yue Dewen didn't answer, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes, and he strode forward.

  White clouds and smoke surged from behind him as if endlessly, turning into air waves and rushing towards the opposite side. He only has one hit.

   And this blow will also be the strongest move he has ever made.

  In any case, he, Yue Dewen, was not defeated by anyone. The only one who can defeat him is himself!

  Countless clouds rolled and pounced on the surrounding blue light barrier, quickly offsetting, dimming, and annihilating the blue light on the entire high platform.

   "It's a pity that Xiaozhi Rongfang couldn't see you for the last time..."

   He muttered softly, and suddenly put his hands together in front of his chest.

   "Master, did you rank me second just now?" A familiar voice suddenly entered his ears.

   "Aren't I your most important Daoist? Brother, that **** knows how to live in seclusion every day, can he be as motivated as me? I can't pretend that I didn't hear what I said just now."

   "Who told you to come late." Yue Dewen replied with a smile, "Your senior brother was also a great genius in the past... Your master is my favorite genius! Hmm!?"

  Suddenly his face froze.

   "What the hell!? Who was talking just now!?"

  He seems to have heard the voice of his apprentice Zhang Rongfang just now?

  How could such an extremely dangerous place be accessible to an ordinary general like Zhang Rongfang? ?

   um...

  Before he came back to his senses, above the cave, at the huge crack on the ground surface, there was a vague and noisy sound of movement quickly approaching.

  The sound is from far to near.

From small to large.

   getting louder...

  Yue Dewen realized that it wasn't just him, the Saint Xun on the opposite side raised his head solemnly and looked up.

   "What is this!?!" Sheng Xun's eyes were filled with perplexity and shock.

  He has never felt such a breath and such a force!

   Lived for hundreds of years, repeating the reaping of the confluence of heaven and earth again and again, but this time there seems to be something different.

   Strange, bloody, vast and ancient.

  The gazes of the two passed through the deep crack at the same time and landed on the edge of the rock wall.

   Shua!

   Suddenly, the blood shadow flashed, falling from the sky like a beam of light, passing through a large distance from the crack, and falling straight towards the high platform where the two were.

  The blood shadow falls and pulls out a dark red arrow-like afterimage. Suddenly the county stopped above the two of them.

   Laughing, a pair of huge dark red wings ten meters wide spread out.

   Endless blood-colored smoke diffused and transpired from the wings, filling the surroundings.

   "It seems that I am not late."

  The shadow on Xueying's body was dispelled by the blue light, revealing a face that neither Yue Dewen nor Saint Xun could have imagined.

  That face is terribly young!

   "Rong...Fang...!?!" Yue Dewen raised his head, his eyes showed confusion, doubt, astonishment, and shock!

   "It's really you!?" He looked bewildered, not knowing how his most valued disciple in front of him turned into such a ghost.

   "How did you get in??"

   "As you can see. It flew in." Zhang Rongfang replied with a smile.

  Yue Dewen wanted to say... more to say, but Sheng Xun who was opposite him let out a deafening laugh.

   "It's really incredible, hahahaha!" Sheng Xun's eyes softened, looking at Zhang Rongfang's gaze, as if recalling a certain figure from the past.

   "Young people today are much stronger than we were back then."

   "Old man, you are going to die." Zhang Rongfang looked at Sheng Xun and smiled.

   "This is the war of our old people, but it's not your turn to meddle with a brat." Sheng Xun shook his head and lost

   laugh.

   "It's not up to you whether you can get in or not."

  Zhang Rongfang lightly landed in front of Yue Dewen and stood still.

   "I used to think that Master would always be invincible and would always protect me. Unfortunately, I was wrong."

   Yue Dewen behind him moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt an inexplicable touch in his heart. Can't say anything.

   "I thought he would always be unrivaled, and would always protect us from the wind and rain. But now it seems... isn't he still an ordinary old man!" Zhang Rongfang laughed.

   "You brat!" Yue Dewen slapped Zhang Rongfang on the head.

Snapped.

  His hand was grasped by Zhang Rongfang.

  The latter exerted a sudden force and threw him off the high platform abruptly.

   "Go down, you." Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and pointed.

  A cloud of blood suddenly appeared on the ground out of thin air, supporting the fallen Yue Dewen.

   "Don't be brave if you're about to die! You have held on for so long and protected us for so long, now..." He turned his gaze back to Sheng Xun, "It's my turn to protect you!"

  Yue Dewen didn't resist.

  In the moment of contact, he detected that his current disciple's physical strength was incredible.

   is completely equal to the previous level.

  He himself could hardly support himself and staggered, sitting on the **** water and gasping for breath.

  The dark gold disc behind him slowly disappeared, and at the same time, the surrounding white clouds quickly faded and dissipated.

  Looking at Zhang Rongfang who was confronting Sheng Xun on the high platform, for some reason, he suddenly felt his eyes dim.

   "Stinky boy... don't treat the old man lightly, the scum has gotten into his eyes!" He blinked vigorously, and the divine power of Yandi Talisman flowed a little, drying the eye sockets instantly.

   Now on the high platform.

   Sheng Xun has been watching Zhang Rongfang with a very strange look.

  He didn't take the opportunity to interrupt the opponent's attempt to switch between the two, but just watched quietly and waited.

   "Has anyone ever said that?" He waited until Zhang Rongfang completely threw the master down, and then slowly said, "You are very similar to a person."

   "You should say that someone looks like me." Zhang Rongfang retorted.

  His wings fluttered, blowing everything on the high platform, rolling it up and scattering it around, the violent airflow formed a strong wind, and the robes on the two of them kept shaking.

   "I, Zhang Rongfang, created the immortal martial arts by myself. Three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are at the top. Now I have become an immortal and call myself the ancestor of the blood immortal. Who else in this world can compare with me at my age!?"

  Zhang Rongfang opened his arms, his red eyes shining in the blue light, like two groups of burning blood flames.

   "What a boldness! The momentum is very good." Sheng Xun applauded lightly, "I just don't know if your strength is as strong as I said."

  Using the creation of a new way as the law, and unite to create a general trend, such founders are often extremely powerful.

   This is also the use and strengthening of potential at the level of the great master.

  The inheritors after that are not so strong. One of the reasons is that there is no such a trend of creation.

so…

  He suddenly looked forward to it...

  The two are eight meters tall and the other three meters tall.

   Standing on a high platform at this time, they are ten meters apart. This distance is almost close at hand for their height.

   At this time, words are exhausted.

  The eyes of the two faced each other, and the blue light faced the blood flame.

   A moment.

   "Fix you!" Zhang Rongfang raised his hands.

  The ground under the body turned red rapidly and became darker.

   "Get up!" Suddenly, countless large pieces of blood gushed out from behind him.

   Not only that, Sheng Xun's side, up, down, left, and right positions all appeared out of thin air.

   Just for a moment.

   A huge amount of blood poured into the entire high platform, completely submerging and covering the entire platform.

  Countless dark red fresh

  Blood just extinguished the blue electro-optical corrosion.

   Without the blue light, the inside of the cave dimmed instantly.

  In the darkness, there were only two **** of blood flames shining in Zhang Rongfang's eyes, emitting a dim red light.

   "Is it over?" He looked at the opposite direction of the Holy Tour, "Of course not."

  Boom!

  With a loud bang, the sky exploded with blood, and a figure of blue electric light rushed to this side suddenly.

  The two raised their hands at the same time and left school. Bang bang bang bang bang!

  The dense fist shadows collided with each other, and the impact sounds continued to overlap, forming ripple-like sound waves that spread out, shaking the surrounding cave walls continuously cracking and falling into pieces.

  Hoo~!

  Zhang Rongfang's whole body was steaming with blood smoke, and the speed of the ancestor of the blood race was fully developed at this time, and he started a confrontation with the opponent.

  His two arms completely took over the huge shadow of the Saint Xun's six arms taking turns.

  Fist shadows rained down like crazy.

  Sheng Xun didn't have the weakness of being an old man at all.

   At this time, his eyes were full of blue light, and he seemed to be more violent than when he fought Yue Dewen before, but soon, an invisible sound wave crashed on his head.

  The huge shock force caught it off guard and knocked it back hard.

  His physical attack paused, and the person flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting heavily into the stone wall.

  Before the stone wall was deep and cracked, the blue light of Sheng Xun's whole body lit up again, and he shot out, rushing towards Zhang Rongfang.

   But he is fast, Zhang Rongfang is even faster. The blood shadow flickered.

  A sharp and condensed three-pointed two-edged knife, which appeared out of thin air and was tightly held in his hand.

  Zhang Rongfang had already soared into the air, held a knife in both arms, and stabbed forward with all his strength.

  Chichi~!

  The tip of the knife pierced Saint Xun's chest with a frightening acceleration, and the phantom pierced through the chest of Saint Xun, which couldn't stop the speed gap between the two of them was too big.

  Cave wall cracked and sunken.

  The hard rock was shattered into countless sands like a dry cake.

  The gravel turned into ripples, spreading and splashing in a circle.

  Sheng Xun was firmly nailed to the center of the depression on the stone wall, and the tip of the knife on his chest continuously poured blood into the wound, quickly annihilating the blue lightning on his body.

  A large amount of blood surrounded him, covering and drowning him rapidly.

  But he didn't show any panic at all, he just looked at Zhang Rongfang quietly.

   "You win, young man."

   "If I can't win, I won't come." Zhang Rongfang replied.

   "It makes sense." Sheng Xun laughed again, "You are more sensible than him, knowing how to advance and retreat, hahaha..."

  He raised a hand, as if he wanted to reach out and grab something.

   "Unfortunately, if back then..."

  click.

  In an instant, cracks appeared all over his body, which collapsed into countless blue light spots.

   "I'll be waiting for you in Dadu." The last voice echoed slowly in midair.

  Sheng Xun phantom, together with Sheng Wu's body, shattered and disappeared.

  All the blue light spots do not need to be extinguished with blood, they will automatically dissipate and go out.

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