Chapter 291

Xu Wuzhou fought with poor Qi, but the whole person was completely suppressed.

Poor Qi is so terrible that every move carries divine power and unimaginable rhyme between shocks.

Xu Wuzhou's ordinary moves are simply difficult to resist poverty. Even if it is to show Zhao Tianyin, it is only reluctantly facing the battle.

But the poor and strange method kept beating him to cough up blood, and the blood gas was churning.

Fortunately, Xu Wuzhou learned the method of stone steps, which reluctantly responded to the challenge. Never been killed directly.

But even so, he was completely suppressed. If he continued to fight, it would be very dangerous.

He tried to avoid it, but he couldn't. Because poor Qi was too fast, fast Xu Wuzhou was unable to escape his attack.

Poor strange wave after wave of continuous cutting down, Xu Wuzhou fought again and again.

Black Yan is rolling, with hot heat waves and Yin Fire infecting the body. This black Yan can burn Xu Wuzhou from time to time.

That is, Xu Wuzhou mastered the formula of Yin-Yang medicine and could use it to regulate his five elements, otherwise he would have been eroded and burned by black Yan.

"Touch!"

Xu Wuzhou stopped the poor and strange again with the silent sword, and took this opportunity to breathe.

Every time there is an irresistible danger, it is blocked by the silent sword. Fortunately, he has a black bowl. If ordinary people can't stop it at all.

"I can't resist it at all. The realm is too different." Xu Wuzhou thought about how to escape here.

It's just that he can't avoid it at all.

Xu Wuzhou was wrapped in a piece of cloth given by Zhou Si. At this time, the cloth was burned by Heiyan and looked very embarrassed.

"Ow!"

In poor Qi's opinion, Xu Wuzhou is a mole ant, but he can't take it down again and again, which makes it violent, roar again and again, and then pounce on Xu Wuzhou.

His body was black and Yan rolling, like a huge fire grinding plate, where even the mist was wiped out.

When Xu Wuzhou saw that his face changed greatly, he used split sky to cut, and then cut out continuously.

He chopped nine knives on the black Yan grinding plate, but he still didn't stop it. At this time, Xu Wuzhou cut out the silent sword again.

The split sky chop and the annihilation sword did not stop poor Qi's move. Xu Wuzhou fought out again with Zhao Tianyin.

That is, he has the support of a black bowl and can perform these moves continuously. But even so, I still haven't completely stopped the grinding plate.

The millstone came directly from the impact. Xu Wuzhou felt that the whole person was going to burst. A mouthful of blood gushed out and his body flew out upside down.

He flew to the cliff, forcibly suppressed the sharp pain, tightened his body and looked at poor Qi. Similarly, he looked at the cliff behind him and thought that he couldn't carry it anymore. He could only think of jumping off the cliff.

It's just that this bottomless cliff is bad for jumping down like this.

"I don't know how you practice. You can't even resist part of the source of life. If you were such a waste, you would have been killed by your peers in ancient times."

The familiar voice came to his mind. Xu Wuzhou knew who the man was in an instant, old man black bowl.

Of course, the meaning of his words stunned Xu Wuzhou.

This is not really poor and strange, but the origin of poor and strange life?

The origin of life reminds Xu Wuzhou of the source of blood. Yu Feng said that if the source of blood enters the body and can intercept the origin of life, he can raise the soul of Qi and blood and have the divine power of some creatures.

Once there was a great power who used this secret method to cultivate a supernatural power and drop blood into a unicorn.

Xu Wuzhou looked at the poor and strange. If he could intercept the origin of this life, wouldn't he have the poor and strange divine power?

It seemed that he knew what Xu Wuzhou was thinking. The old man black bowl said, "you still want to melt the source of his life. You're about to be killed!"

As soon as Xu Wuzhou's face changed, he quickly used his silent sword to stop poor Qi, and then rolled over to avoid poor Qi.

"Is there any way to stop him?" Xu Wuzhou asked the old man.

"You're lucky to get the blood and see the origin of poor Qi's life. After all, you have to be my disciple. I can't watch you die. I'll help you suppress him!"

"You help me suppress him?" Xu Wuzhou was stunned.

The old black bowl cried again: "last time I thought I was going to die completely, but I didn't expect that there was the last remnant. Only this remnant is left, and it will be completely eliminated soon. In that case, I'll give you a hand for the last time."

While the old man black bowl was talking, poor Qi rushed up again.

At this time, Xu Wuzhou only felt his body shake, and then a light flew out of his body. The light rushed out and fell directly on poor Qi.

The poor and strange became quiet in an instant, and the original fierce and irritable disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, Xu Wuzhou heard the hurried voice of the old man black bowl.

"Come on! Wrap the source of life with source blood and hide it in the God of your heart."

Together with Xu Wuzhou's thoughts, a drop of refined blood flew out of his body, and then wrapped poor Qi in an instant.

Poor strange ferocious, to break through the source of blood. But the light of the old man in the black bowl shook directly. In an instant, the poor and strange were completely penetrated by the source blood, and then integrated with the source blood.

This scene happened so fast that Xu Wuzhou couldn't accept it.

The next moment, the source blood returned to Xu Wuzhou's heart God.

As soon as the source blood enters Xu Wuzhou's heart God collection, it turns into a bloody poor strange, which flows out with rolling track rhyme. This track rhyme does not enter every place of God collection, and takes root like a kind of Road God collection.

And this is just the beginning. A breath flows from the source of poor and strange life and does not enter Xu Wuzhou's heart. The heart is the source of Xu Wuzhou's blood.

Poor and strange Tao rhyme and life breath did not enter Xu Wuzhou's blood, and flowed all over his body with the blood.

At this moment, Xu Wuzhou suddenly had an inexplicable understanding, just as he turned into a poor strange at this moment, and the law brought by the poor strange poured in continuously.

"This..."

Xu Wuzhou was stunned. What is this? Poor and strange kind of Tao shenzang?

Poor Qi itself is a kind of Avenue! The poor and strange method is shocking to the world and not inferior to any kind of creature. At this time, its life origin is Tao and God. Does that mean that the poor and strange Tao is planted in God?

It's just... It doesn't look like a kind of Tao God hiding.

Xu Wuzhou lost his mind, but the spirit came from the black bowl. The old man's voice woke him up: "Oh, I'm finally going to die completely. The last ray of strength is used up. There will be no more traces of me in the world."

“……”

Xu Wuzhou's mouth twitched. He didn't want to talk to this guy. Isn't that what you said boring? Who believes you.

Xu Wuzhou thought that sometimes he didn't respond to the call. He couldn't help asking, "how can I call you out?"

"Call me? It's useless for you to call a person who is about to be completely annihilated." the old man in black bowl's sad tone, a hero's Twilight tone.

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