Horizontal Push Starts From the Demon World

Ning Ke was silent for a moment, just tapped the knife box lightly, and the Queyue knife came out of the scabbard, and the breath of the knife soul was aroused, and the surrounding air was stagnant for a while.

groan!

With the slashing of a sword light, the sky and the earth became clear. The original blood-colored snowflakes also seemed to have been shattered by a curtain, and became clear and bright again.

Only a few muffled groans were heard, large drops of blood fell, and two figures were chopped out from a certain state.

They covered their wounds, but saw the blood that had melted in the snow returning to their bodies again.

The two looked at Ning Ke, their expressions full of horror and fear:

"How can it be!"

They just know that there is a Xiantian martial artist who has desecrated the blood mother, and has always wanted to escape the arms of the blood mother.

This person's combat strength is not bad, even though many Divine Soul Realm shots have been taken, they have never been taken down.

I thought it was a bit exaggerated, but when I shot it like this, I knew that it was not something I could take.

It was just this knife just now, and vaguely, it actually made them feel a feeling of tearing their souls.

This kind of feeling is something they have never tried after they have condensed their souls.

"The thirteen sons of the blood cloud, in charge of the blood hand, the hundred and fifty cities in the **** continent, there are nine condensed spirits, three spirits, and one feathered spirit, who used a combined attack magic power to kill the feedlot, There are quite a few spiritual cultivators who have appeared, and among them, there are even two who are in the Ascension Soul Realm..."

Ning Ke spoke quietly, as if revealing the old bottom, and explained their heels and feet clearly.

These breeders, according to the rules, are not allowed to move around at will.

But once someone like Ning Ke appears, they are quite willing to take action. After all, in their opinion, if Ning Ke's blood and soul is presented, it is likely to attract the attention of the blood mother.

In this case, for them, there are many benefits.

But they never thought that Ning Ke's strength was beyond their imagination.

"Big brother, the idea is thorny, and I picked him side by side!"

Looking at Ning Ke's figure, one of them couldn't help roaring.

A strange-faced flag began to shake, but in front of it, a **** figure vaguely appeared.

Under the outline of the **** figure, the figure is vaguely divided into the image of Ning Ke.

But the next moment, for some reason, he couldn't draw any more.

"This...."

Before he could return to his mind, he heard a thunderous explosion.

Above Ning Ke's head, a relic slowly rose.

Blessed by the relic, all methods are hard to invade!

Ning Ke's mind moved slightly, and he took a step to reach his body, and the relic fell on the strange-faced banner, and there was a sound of mourning, which was endless.

boom!

Under the firelight, the Shariputra light is reflected transparently.

And the original strange-faced banner really burned, and it turned into ashes in an instant.

Dodol Dodol!

Just when Ning Ke raised his hand to press on his head, a burst of air came from behind him.

He subconsciously held up the Astral Qi shield, but found that in a short while, the shield was directly broken open, and he continued to shoot towards his back.

Roar!

A tiger roar came from behind him, and Xuan Hu Yin roared out.

With a single pounce, the movement was blocked. Although the figure dimmed a lot, there was no change.

In the next instant, a cassock was draped over his body, and with a clear breath, he blocked all the blows.

Demon-fighting Treasures!

Ning Ke raised his hand, but a heart was nailed into his hand.

Looking at the blood-colored inscription above, he knew that this was another sinister means, and with a casual throw, he nailed some arrangement below and let it fall toward the ground.

"The Thirteenth Son of Blood Cloud, is this the case? If there is no other means, I am afraid that I cannot be retained."

Ning Ke looked at the knife in his hand, his expression did not change at all, and there was even a faint expectation in his heart.

The voice fell, but a burst of laughter came, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fetal membranes.

"As expected of the Wei Yue Dao, I have never used the Dao of the Blade supernatural power to be able to have such a means.

But I just don't know, if you don't have a knife, is there any way to do it? "

The voice fell, but a **** scroll was seen horizontally in the air, and as it unfolded, a gentle word came from it.

"This place... Forbidden Sword Dao means."

The voice fell, and before he could react, there was a scream from the Que Yue Dao in his hand, and the moonlight above it suddenly dimmed.

Ning Ke raised his eyes and looked slightly condensed.

Beneath his stunned eyes, he could vaguely see that, in the dimness, a layer of veil seemed to have crossed between heaven and earth, suppressing everything.

Ban law?

No, this is more like a supernatural power that transcends the realm, and it follows the law!

Ning Ke's mind was shaken, and he could vaguely perceive that his own sword soul, because of these words, was difficult to motivate for a while.

Although it can still be used forcibly, it must be slightly damaged to the soul of the sword.

It's a pity.

Seeing this scene, Ning Ke couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart.

In the past few months, the spiritual monks who have fallen in the light and dark in his hands, at least have the number of hands.

With his reservation, he had already risen to the realm of transformation and soul fusion, and the sword technique had nowhere to go.

It was also the knife above the soul that gave him the title of the so-called 'Crooked Moon Knife'.

If you can't use it, you can't use it, after all, I'm not the only one.

But this time, it seems that this land is really not shallow, and it is willing to take out this kind of thing to deal with itself.

Ning Ke turned his hand and put the knife into the knife box. Under the operation of the prison-suppressing and secluded eyes, everything was almost clear.

Since you can't use a knife, then....eat me!

This 300,000 jins of strength, you can stop it!

When the thought fell, Ning Ke's figure began to rise, and behind him, a shadow of himself was vaguely shrouded.

This phantom kneading art turned into a fist print and emptied forward, and the terrifying power slammed towards the surroundings.

Smelting the Five Elements!

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The dragon roared like a sound, his will condensed, and everything seemed to be destroyed and turned into a furnace.

"This kind of power... no!"

Accompanied by an unwilling roar, the formation, or all kinds of things in front of him, all disappeared like evaporation.

Turning a deaf ear to the killing sound from the panel, Ning Ke turned around and looked in one direction with a solemn expression.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out and see?"

"See or not, so what?"

The voice fell, but a middle-aged figure appeared.

He was holding a book in his hand, while in the other hand, he was holding a bald brush.

Ning Ke looked at this person, and only felt that he had only experienced such a state when he was on his third senior brother.

Suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart, he took a deep breath and said:

"I don't know why this senior is here?"

"Me? I'm just a passerby, recording a few things.

I just don't want to be able to see me. "

"Just like that?"

"As it is."

Ning Ke heard this, hesitated slightly, turned around and left.

Now that it is the borderland of the Blood Moon, if you don’t leave now, when will you wait?

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Ke's figure, his expression did not change in the slightest, he took a pen and recorded it in the book in his hand.

"Records of the Lost Kingdoms Qintian Supervisor: Lost Blood Moon Land No. 13, in the curse of the Blood Mother, but not in a state of loss.

In the state of banning the power of the soul, use the physical power to smash the seventh-level inheritance power "Lost Mantra" to go to the Lost Storm Land..."

Chapter 292: Inspector Qin Tian