Chapter 156

Su Mo stares at the thundering basin.

Three days passed.

Li dingxun has not come out yet.

A gentleman's promise must be kept, so he left.

But he was loyal in the world and could not stand by, so he came back.

At least, we have to get his body.

The people in the pure land call for 28 chivalrous men, and when they rush into the holy city of blood, they see a huge pit, empty on the ruins.

……

The first day is at night.

There were 6358 battles.

Under the cold moonlight, Li dingxun's boxing posture was stable.

The floor had sunk half a body position, and Li dingxun's legs were soaked in a pool of pink powder. With every time he punched, the water would splash high and slow ripples.

Gradually, a whirlpool formed around him, enabling him to expose his legs and feet to the air, and no longer be corroded by the venom.

Fist palm, become inertia, a base point to support his life, when he stops, the result will only be two.

He died, or the enemy died.

The twelve blood goblins have completely mutated, one by one like ancient demons, with three heads and six arms, sharp teeth and claws.

Strange prayers began to reverberate. When a large number of blasphemous words are piled up and read out in an inhuman tone, the fear in human heart can be aroused in a moment.

Li dingxun felt a sharp pain in his eyes, his heart was beating and his blood was bursting. It seemed that he was going to squeeze out of his eyes. He simply closed his eyes and made a fist out of his heart.

Big clumsy hand!

Maybe it was because the floor reached the limit. After Li dingxun's blow, a huge collapse occurred. With the water pouring in, he also fell into the hole in the lower floor.

Slightly pushed back the twelve blood demons, he felt that his eyes were no longer so painful, so he opened his eyes and looked around.

By the light of the leak, he saw that the end of the upper blood waterfall was a huge black porphyrite nocturnal fork statue. The brain was cut into a pool, and the blood waterfall poured into the pool, and then flowed into the inside of the statue.

In addition to this huge, 100 meter tall yecha statue, there are also many ancient statues of wild animals, evil gods, mountain spirits and water monsters around, showing a strong atmosphere of witchcraft sacrifice. Some of these statues are crude, some are exquisite, and they look like they are cruel. It's like dreaming back to the ancient times when they were drinking blood.

At this time, the twelve blood demons broke through the upper floor and rushed into the grottoes. They had completely lost their senses. When they saw Li dingxun, they rushed frantically.

More and more powerful they gradually made Li dingxun feel that he could not fight against them. He could not kill them directly. And their ghost claw power has approached the first level martial arts of God.

Not to mention the red poison and blood poison.

The armor of super grade three has been corroded mottled. It is as wide and hard as a statue. There are many bloody holes on the skin of his body. His muscles are twitching unconsciously, and he is constrained by internal Qi.

Punch!

Li dingxun's fourteen hands, which were beyond the third order Wuthering, were as powerful as meteorite rain and arrows of the chaotic army, beating in all directions. Under the impact of such high speed and high pressure, the tendon of his right wrist suddenly broke.

Dang! If the string is torn, it makes a melodious trill, reverberating in the dark.

The pain struck his heart. Li dingxun frowned and glanced at his right hand, showing a look of boredom and disdain.

The five fingers of the right hand are completely scrapped. You can't hold your fist and palm. In this case, you should be a whip. Draw left and fight right, the wind blows, the power is not reduced, but increased.

But it's a signal, a signal that the body is on the verge of collapse.

He smashed the ghost claw and put his palm on the head of Yu Yuan's enemy. He shriveled the metal colored head and splashed his brain with muddy blood for a long time.

The left metacarpal bone was broken.

Yu Yuan, a tenacious enemy, gave a vague and dull roar and suddenly kicked his legs.

Jue second level, blood shadow leg, it's passed down from overseas. It's exquisite and strange, and the middle one's whole body is torn.

Li dingxun also kicks his legs. He's a nine step body method. He shakes the mountain and takes a hard horse and a hard bridge. It's like a python swinging its tail.

Keng!

Yu Yuan's enemy's leg bone burst and Li dingxun's knee was broken.

If one's legs and feet are injured, it is equivalent to breaking the root of a tree. If one's strength fails to rise, one's momentum suddenly weakens.

Go on.

All the limbs were broken.

Li dingxun smashed the enemy's head with a hammer and beat the twelve demons back to the blood pool again.

His broad body lay on the ground.

There are 15 top sects in the world, among which five are evil sects: Jingang sect in snow area, Jieqing sect in Huainan, Wuxian sect in Yunnan, fulongtan sect in Fujian, and Xueyu sect in Jiangbei. The King Kong sect has turned into a cloud, and the Fulong altar is suppressed by the right way. The five immortals cult is crouched in the southwest corner. The whereabouts of Jieqing gate are mysterious. Only the blood cult is always prosperous. The secret behind this, of course, is not so simple.

Li dingxun knew that he had tried his best.No one can do it hundreds of times in a day.

The iron body will also be destroyed and torn by the fierce force.

Li dingxun, who transcended the limit, did not surpass the gods and demons.

There is an upper limit to people.

Li dingxun lay on the ground and laughed.

For the first time in 16 years since he was born, he has been so unrestrained and cheerful.

This sound, like a sneer, echoed back and forth in the grottoes.

I don't know why, the twelve blood demons didn't come back from the blood waterfall. When Li dingxun's laughter went down, everything fell into silence.

But after all, it was not silence. The roar of blood was still in my ears. All the statues seemed to be alive.

They came out of their bodies one by one, full of blood light, converged into a torrent, rushed to Li dingxun, and began to bite his body.

His muscles and bones are as hard as stone.

The spirit is constantly pulled away by these ghosts. This is a sacrifice, so Li dingxun is the best sacrifice, the body, will and soul of the God of war.

Death is my friend, and now he invites me to be master of nothingness.

Li dingxun blinked and looked at the moon.

In front of my eyes are these sudden blood shadows, they are just some kind of tools. Flying, like the death of the agent, they are the cause of a fruit, the death of the body and will come on them. Such as a brush, in the night sky simple blank inscription, write "lion phase door Li dingxun died in the pure land calendar 116 years on the 13th morning of the first month.".

It was not the night of the full moon, which made Li dingxun quite sorry.

However, he was not killed by these blood shadows. They absorbed enough blood and bone and flew into the blood pool.

Bubbling, sweet and fragrant blood fragrance, reminiscent of maltose in autumn, nectar in spring, fried crisp little silver carp, stewed soft rotten meat bones.

Li dingxun showed his skull and turned his head slightly, looking at the blood pool.

The smell can't cover up a bad smell.

Yasha's brain side put on a claw, and then another, more and more, hundreds.

A ghost with three feet high and one hundred arms stood up from the blood pool.

The blood fell from his body like a bath.

There are arms on the head, and countless beautiful golden eyes grow in the dark palm.

Staring at Li dingxun, his eyes were vicious.