Zheng Ming raised his head and looked at the dark and ancient body of Thunder Hammer, which was full of ancient aura, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Escape is absolutely impossible!

But if you don’t escape, Ding Yin’s hero card is no longer available. No, in an instant, a thought arose in Zheng Ming’s mind.

This is a divine bone, a divine bone refined by Zheng Ming using the Blood Shadow Divine Art, but the things in this divine bone are too profound, so he has no understanding of this divine bone.

The Maitreya divine bone swallowed Jiao Xinyang's Maitreya divine bone.

Just as Zheng Ming thought of this divine bone in his heart, the divine bone seemed to sense danger. It shone brightly in the blood shadow transformed by Zheng Ming!

Maitreya's divine bones are born with Taoist patterns. In terms of the hidden true meaning of heaven and earth, Maitreya's divine bones are even more on the seven golden bloodlines.

This Maitreya divine bone was at Zheng Ming's chest at this time. Although the divine bone was only two inches in a square radius, there was a clear figure on it, just like the figure of a Buddha.

However, the figure of Buddha at this time seemed a little blurred in the left hand position.

At this time, Zheng Ming, who had Ding Yin's consciousness, felt a huge shock in his heart when he saw this Buddha.

Although there is no martial arts in this Buddha, Ding Yin's consciousness can realize that this is definitely an unparalleled martial art.

Just one thought, Zheng Ming had already imprinted the appearance of this Buddha into his heart. Although this seal was not too clear, under the huge pressure of the thunder hammer, a little thought had appeared in Zheng Ming's heart.

Almost in an instant, he waved his hands quickly, and the originally vague blood shadow began to slowly take shape.

This is the appearance of a Buddha, but this Buddha is a blood-colored Buddha. At the moment when the Buddha was formed, Zheng Ming felt that he was about to explode.

The Buddha is extremely strong and yang, but the true energy that fills Zheng Ming's heart at this time is a kind of yin and soft power.

The Buddha is the form, and the true essence is the origin. The original form is equally important. If the two are of the same root and origin, they will naturally be like a fish in water.

However, once the form and original state do not match, the cultivation level will be greatly reduced at the least, and the worst will be destroyed. Now Zheng Ming uses the blood god son of the most yin and evil to activate the Buddha who is most yang and strong. The conflict in this is really too powerful.

Crashing, almost in an instant, the blood shadow is about to shatter.

Once the blood shadow shatters, not only will Zheng Ming use Ding Yin's power to dissipate immediately without a trace, but Zheng Ming himself will at least be seriously injured.

The thunder hammer pressed down, and the power became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the stone dragon under Zheng Ming began to appear cracks.

Once the stone dragon shatters, the essence and blood of the Yuanlong will dissipate in the void.

At this moment, Zheng Ming was also extremely uncomfortable. He felt that two vast forces in his mind were colliding wildly. These two forces were the most yang and the most yin and soft.

Now, it is no longer a question of Zheng Ming's desire to separate them, but these two forces are like two vines, converging with each other.

The newly formed blood-colored Buddha turned into a blood ball in this collision in a blink of an eye.

Unlike the blood group just now, the blood group condensed from Zheng Ming's body is an irregular blood group that seems to explode at any time.

The sound of dragon roars and the whine of stone dragons!

Pieces of dragon scales kept falling from Shilong's body, and cracks appeared on Shilong's body.

The distance between Thunder Hammer and Zheng Ming is only one zhang. When the Thunder Hammer falls gently, everything will be dust and dust!

Zheng Ming could not see the situation below or Shilong, but his mind could sense the whine of Shilong.

I can't just give up like this. The time has not yet arrived. Without Yuanlong's essence and blood, and amazing eyes, I don't know when it will end.

There were seven minutes left. At this moment, Zheng Ming was extremely resentful in his heart. Even at this moment, he still had a big complaint about himself. If he had known that this was the case, why didn’t he use the hero card of Buddha Tathagata from the beginning?

If you use the hero card of Buddha Tathagata, you won’t have to worry about this. But at this time, it’s too late.

Thinking of the Tathagata Buddha, Zheng Ming's heart suddenly moved. Although the hope of success in this method is very small, Zheng Ming now has no choice.

Lei Moyun's eyes were filled with joy. Judging from the way Zheng Ming turned into a blood ball, Zheng Ming now basically had no hope.

He is struggling dyingly!

Thinking of this opponent who had been gritting his teeth for countless years, he was finally going to be buried in his hands, his heart was filled with pleasure.

Back then, Zheng Ming beat himself like a dog that was a broken family, and now he is finally going to pay back all his debts.

Could it be that this is the legendary one, thirty years from Hedong and thirty years from Hexi? Hahaha, even I didn’t expect that I would have a day to take revenge!

He was extremely happy, but Zheng Jingren, who was unable to move, was bursting with tears at this moment. His mind could sense the changes around him, the whine of Shilong, and the pressure that made his body almost cracked, all told him that Zheng Ming's current situation was very bad.

Mr. Ming was all for himself, otherwise, with the strange blood shadow, why would he fight against Lei Moyun?

If he doesn't fight hard, how could he be in such a dangerous state? He was the one who harmed him and himself!

A man doesn't cry easily. Even if Zheng Jingren digs out his eyes in front of everyone, he doesn't cry because he doesn't think there is anything sad about this, but now it's different.

Drops of tears kept falling, falling on the earth, splashing dust.

Jiang Zongheng's eyes widened, and he was very happy. At this time, he felt that he was much luckier than Jiao Xinyang. He was not dead, and he could still watch this guy die with his own eyes, but Jiao Xinyang was dead.

As for other geniuses, many people had a hint of admiration in their eyes. Although they had nothing to do with Zheng Ming, and although most of them still had some grudges with Zheng Ming, this was not important.

What’s important is that they admire Zheng Ming.

Of course, Lei Moyun's methods seemed despicable to them, but they could not demand Lei Moyun. After all, meeting a strange and cruel blood shadow that was like the wind was just the best choice.

I just hope that he can dissipate smoothly.

The blood shadow became more and more blurred, and it had even begun to transform in the direction of a pool of blood. The dark thunder hammer was still slow, just like Mount Tai pressing the top of the top, pressing against the blood.

The stone dragon's wailing sound became even more and more low, as if it had sensed that its great disaster was coming and there was not much time left!

And that drop of Yuanlong's essence and blood became even more dull, as if it could be destroyed in the void at will.

Just when no one responded to Zheng Ming, two blood lights that seemed like fingers stretched out from the blood ball.

These two fingers, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the earth!

In the eyes of most people, this action has no meaning at all, because the blood group has become less like Zheng Ming’s unparalleled appearance just now. What he left was just a rolling blood group.

But at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded in the void, and the sound was like a bell, resounding throughout the world.

"One thought is a demon, one thought is a Buddha, and one thought is a Buddha, and I go to heaven and earth, and I am the only one who is the only one!"

In the vast sound, the rolling blood ball suddenly contracted rapidly, and instantly changed from half a foot to half a foot.

The blazing blood energy condensed like a ball of blood crystal, and the dazzling light flashed everyone's eyes. Just when many people felt that their eyes were a little painful, the blazing blood light disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A Buddha who was only the size of a palm but with infinite majesty flashed, appeared in the void.

Very small and very powerful!

This is the only feeling that everyone feels when they see this Buddha. The stone dragon that was originally wailing between heaven and earth gave a dragon roar full of vitality at the moment when the blood-colored Buddha appeared.

The dragon roar of the Nine Earths changed rapidly. Under the dragon roar, the Buddha, who was originally the size of a palm, instantly swelled to more than 16 feet high.

The majestic Buddha's face was filled with smiles. And the moment the Buddha appeared, the pressure of the thunder hammer suddenly dissipated.

The thunder hammer buzzed, and bursts of lightning shone on the dark thunder hammer. The moment the Buddha appeared, the thunder hammer seemed to be angry with the Buddha's breath. Around it, the light shone, and the lines condensed from the void again.

Looking at these Taoist patterns, Lei Moyun's eyes were straightened. Although he had the mark of a thunder hammer, the changes in the thunder hammer were something he had never seen before. At this time, the only thought that arose in his heart was surprise.

How could this be so! How did this thunder hammer gather the Taoist patterns by itself at this time? Just when he was surprised, all the Taoist patterns finally gathered, and these Taoist patterns gathered were a figure, a thunder figure ten feet tall.

"boom!"

The giant's figure moved a thunder hammer and smashed heavily at the blood-red Buddha. This blow made the earth veins in the sky tremble wildly, and countless dust fell from all directions.

The thunderous hammer has increased much more than the whereabouts of the thunder hammer just now. If Zheng Ming had faced this hammer just now, then Zheng Ming would definitely die without a place to bury him.

The Buddha, who was sixteen feet tall, formed a Vajra Seal in his hand and pushed his palm towards the thunder hammer in the sky.

This palm was huge, but there was a kind of femininity hidden in it. The moment the palm was pushed out, a giant pestle that was more than ten feet long, blood-red, but surrounded by endless Taoist patterns appeared.

The red vajra rose up from the sky and hit the thunder hammer.

Compared with the hidden hidden vajra of the thunder hammer, this vajra appears to be more vast and more powerful. When it hits, the heaven and earth will change color.

The sea of ​​thunder and blood enveloped everything for a moment. The collision of two weapons was like two great avenues in the world, colliding wildly. The thunder pool that was originally covering Zheng Ming's head shattered into pieces in the impact, and the figure holding a thunder hammer also turned into pieces in the attack.

The thunder hammer flew backwards, and the blood Buddha sat firmly!

Mu Qingqiu, who was watching the collision between the two, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Only then did she realize that some things were not something she could watch! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!