I level up from the mirror

It rose and fell countless times, almost shattering the entire western continental plate.

But the strange thing is that the place between the two mountains is still so peaceful. The slight difference is that the blood spirit vein sealed by Feng Yun seems to have broken through the constraints of its own power.

I saw a bright red lotus body, overflowing with light, going from blurry to clear in just a moment, but time and space were frozen at this moment.

Bloodthirsty thought he was sure of victory, but at this moment, two colorful neon lights from the southeast broke the tranquility on the battlefield again.

Sweeping thousands of armies...

Without enough time to react, the tens of millions of legions were instantly defeated and instinctively moved closer to the valley.

At the same time, countless elite members of the Awakened began to control the dragon-slaying chariot. The spear, which was as powerful as a meteor, chased the movement trajectory of the white dragon from bottom to top. However, the white dragon was protected by the bearded snake, which only left a trace when it was not struck.

On the contrary, Feng Yun's situation was not good. Every spear thrown was enough to kill him.

However, due to the human race's movement and posture, they were more flexible. Facing the stormy offensive, Feng Yun was even more excited. Hold your breath and listen to the pace of time.

Between the clouds and rain, Xue Qiu, who was constantly being baptized by thunder, had no extra energy to pay attention to other things. The knife just now used up almost all his strength. He wanted to lift the Thunder Blade for his own use, although he did not need to fight with him. It has the same power, but at least it cannot be counterattacked by this evil knife.

The knife has left his hand, and the controlled demonized legion is like the weathered bones, breaking at the touch.

Suddenly, Bailong made a dragon tail swing.

Visible to the naked eye, countless tiny water droplets were converging in the same direction. In an instant, a huge water droplet was shattered by the white dragon's tail.

The moment the two collided, a ring-shaped mist spread in all directions at an extremely fast speed. Feng Yun could only feel the rain and dewdrops falling on his face, as if a flat blade was cutting across his face very closely.

Millions of legions fled in panic.

Almost at the same time, a black shadow suddenly appeared and lurked in the foggy atmosphere.

With a sudden turn, a sword broke through the mist, and a black giant hurriedly glided past the thundercloud. Feng Yun was seen holding long swords with both hands, slashing his blood-thirsty shoulders.

The raging fire dispersed the clouds and mist, and the violent Thunder slowly exited the stage as if it had surrendered.

And Feng Yun's sword split the bloody body into pieces, but an extremely exaggerated scene occurred.

The dismembered flesh fragments were being pulled together by white and blue tentacles one after another. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, they could not stop the fusion of power. After a few breaths, the blood-devouring flesh body had been reorganized again.

At this moment, Feng Yun stabbed him with his sword again, and the sword glow was filled with infinite fire.

But the result is still very abnormal. Blood-devouring blood seems to have an immortal body. It seems unrealistic to use pure power to decompose or destroy it.

"Kill him while he's sick……"

Bailong, who had gone through countless rounds and was still unscathed, finally found an opportunity and was now rushing towards him.

Feng Yun once again controlled the giant in the shadow, waving the sword in his hand towards the body that could not be cut off.

Under the combined attack of the two men, the bloodthirsty creature had been beaten into a pulp, and its existence could no longer be felt except for the brutal aura.

Because of this, the tens of millions of legions who actively surrounded them had the word revenge written in their eyes. However, without Blood Devouring as their leader, the other awakened ones would not be able to take on the important task and could only choose to besiege them here.

"Much easier than expected."Bailong detoured and stood next to Feng Yun. At this time, he was in an extremely excited state. If he stood for another three hundred rounds at this time, he would definitely accompany him to the end.

However, the cockroach that could not be killed unexpectedly sucked the blood. Crawled out of the pool of blood again.

In his insight, the blood-eating aura was getting stronger. Every time he died before, Feng Yun could clearly feel the difference from the last time. At this moment, the powerful man hiding in the clouds The Thunder Blade, as if it was conscious, took the initiative to circle back to the blood-devouring hand.

At the moment when the two came into contact, thunder struck down, and in the white field of vision, Feng Yun saw countless people who died under this knife. The undead.

It seems that the whole day is crying for this, the drizzle turns to heavy rain, and amidst the lightning and thunder storm, a monster that has never been seen before is walking towards the direction of the two of them.

Between the words, The black air that emerges is somewhat similar to the poisonous miasma of the Zerg. The black eyes make people dare not look into them, as if the soul will stumble and fall. The special symbol mark on the Thunder Blade represents Considering the countless souls who died under the knife, the power of sin accumulated by this knife is too heavy. It is not the blood that controls this body now...

A round blood array plate is eating blood on the top of the head, replacing the piece of blood. Thunderstorms covered the clouds.

Feng Yun was witnessing this scene. His blood-devouring body was rapidly withering away. He could clearly feel that he should have broken the barrier passed down by the bloodline, but the result was beyond recognition, completely different from that The Thunder Blade merges into one.

Blood and flesh are no longer bound to the awakening of the original power of the self, and communicate with the power of nature in the most direct way.

But this way of transcending the limits of race can be traced back to the Thunder Blade. Origin, how could it show its magical power at this time?

"I feel like he was forced into it too."

Feng Yun looked at Bai Long aside, eagerly hoping that what he guessed was the truth.

"Maybe, but it seems like they can't get close."

The sky in the entire southwest has been dyed red with blood, but the power of blood-devouring blood is limited after all. Even if it can break through the bloodline limit, it is impossible to compete with the white dragon. And this formation is not something that the weak can easily approach. Facing the blood-red I am afraid that only warriors in the immortal realm are qualified to face hurricanes.

Therefore, the battle situation is divided into two levels.

Tens of thousands of awakened people are facing Feng Yun and Bailong. At this time, the entire valley is in different shapes. Evil shadow.

Unknown formations are driving away the weak, and even becoming nutrients for their cruel methods, but this is a paradise for the strong. The blood lines that can be caught with the naked eye are giving the awakened people endless strength. But he also became the bloody puppet of the Thunder Blade.

Feng Yun suddenly realized that the trap he had designed with all his strength seemed to be a grave dug for his future self.

This formation was unprecedentedly powerful, and Feng Yun was facing the twelve giant spirits. When God is a god, there is still a trace of luck in my heart

"Do you think they have been preparing for so long just to fight us?"