Chapter six hundred and twentieth eight infinite insolence
In fact, even if the Peacock Dharma King wants to help Wang Li stand up, Wang Li must not let him show up in front of so many people to help him stand up.
As long as a master like Peacock Dharma King who can be abstinent Temple fights with this Blood God Son, even if the Blood God Son is defeated, can't he recognize the way of Peacock Dharma King?
The master of Nengren Temple appeared in Yilei Mountain and became his thug of Wang Li. Once this news spread, I still don’t know how many disasters it would cause.
What's more, Wang Li was actually happy when he saw the other party's aggressive aura and the blood river evolved into a huge skull covering the sky and the sun.
I just felt that it was a waste of a heavenly tribulation out of thin air, so now a shameless opponent emerged. So isn’t there someone who can explode this heavenly tribulation?
"Come on, I, Wang Li, are here."
Wang Li's eyes turned and he burst into laughter and a sound came out. At the same time, he looked at Chu Chaoge who was at a loss in front of him with a smile, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chu,
You don’t need to waste time, just refine this Earth Yuan Dan.”
Chu Chaoge was holding the celadon pill bottle and warmed up the cool celadon pill bottle. But at this time, he was shocked when he heard Wang Li's words, "Master Wang Shan, now... now practice
Transform this Earth Yuan Dan?"
Now that the enemy is in front of you, Wang Li urges to refine the Earth Yuan Dan as soon as possible. Could it be that Wang Li doesn't care about such an opponent at all?
Although he was equivalent to a custodian in Chicheng Xuanzong and had no idea about this Blood God Son, at this moment the blood waves and the powerful pressure of vitality, even if he was a fool, he could feel that the other party was
The master among the Nascent Soul monks.
"If you believe me, you will act as I say." Wang Li didn't explain, but just glanced at him and said.
Although Wang Li has not revealed any magnificent spiritual fluctuations, he has achieved the Wuji Dharma Body and has carved Taoist patterns. When he speaks, he has a Taoist rhyme that is difficult to be strict, which inexplicably gives people confidence.
Although Chu Chaoge's heart was pounding and he was very nervous, he listened to Wang Li's words and no longer thought about it. He took out the Diyuan Pill in the celadon bottle, swallowed it, and started to refine it directly.
"You little boy, are you Wang Li?"
In an instant, the big skull with many tiny blood-red skulls around it became closer. While it made a sound, it also heard a huge whistling sound clearly, giving people a feeling
It was like this huge blood-red skull burning violently, and the flames kept sweeping across the surrounding void.
"This is my mountain gate. I am the lord of this place. Of course I am Wang Li."
Wang Li laughed, and he had an idea in an instant, using the landing golden bamboo slips of the Three Saints to pull the earth energy. For a moment, the ground in the entire Yilei Mountain shook slightly, and the mountain was roaring."
"How is it? I am Wang Li, who are you?"
In this way, he easily proved that he was Wang Li, the mountain master here. At the same time, he asked the Blood God Son with a knowing reason.
"It's a lesson for you to die." The Blood God Son was born into a strong sect in the Chaotic Continent, so he naturally wouldn't have no knowledge. Seeing that Wang Li controlled the landing Jin Jian of the Three Saints, he knew that this was the real master, and he did not hide himself.
The identity of the sneer came from the mouth of the huge blood-colored skull, "I am the Blood God Son of the Blood River Sect. I came here because you are too arrogant. I will fight you fairly as you say and take your life."
When the sneer disappeared, the huge blood-colored skull was still dozens of miles away from the Taoist temple, but its imposing momentum had already shocked all the monks present. They only felt that the sky on the west side was
In the middle, it was like a real sea of blood was shaking and crushing.
"How do you prove it when you say you are the Blood God Son of the Blood River Sect?" However, at this moment, Wang Li replied.
The huge blood-colored skull with a very arrogant arrogance suddenly stopped. It was obvious that the Blood God Son never expected Wang Li to ask such a question.
"I still need to prove to you that I am the Son of Blood God?" After the blood-colored skull was stuck, he immediately sneered disdainfully.
"What if those little people pretend to be? Although we monks and monks have the Three Holy Dao rules to govern the continent, it is inevitable that there will be bad fans. Maybe someone wants to deal with me, but they use the chaotic continental monks." Wang Li said
It looks like he is just talking about the facts.
"No child, I thought you were arrogant enough. Why? Is it a thief who deceived the world and thieves? He called on the monks under the God-Cultivation Stage of the Chaotic Continent to fight you. Why did he dare not fight when he saw me?
Tell me?" The Blood God Son sneered.
"Forget it." However, what he didn't expect was that Wang Li looked impatient at this time and said, "Anyway, no matter what kind of villain or a real chaotic monk in the continental region, it is probably also
The big-bellied monk was like, and although he was very strong, he still slaughtered the same when he slaughtered him."
The Blood God Son was obviously unable to keep up with Wang Li's conversational ideas, and the huge blood-colored skull was stunned again, "What big belly monk?"
"Oh, it seems that he is a monk from Pingyutian Wanfo Temple?" Wang Li smiled and said, "I came to me before and shouted like you. I thought it was so powerful, but after a fight, I found out that
He is a silver spear wax-like head. Not only is it just like a magic spell, but he is also not brave and timid. He runs away when he finds something wrong, but he can't run fast, so I chase you and get slaughtered."
"ha!"
The huge blood-colored skull froze and then burst into laughter, "You are not old, and you brag very much. Are you trying to scare me on purpose and make me dare not deal with you? Do you think I was being kided
I was so scared that Big Belly Tou Tuo in Wanfo Temple, you said he had a silver spear and waxy head? You are simply funny... Others don't know, but I know very well that Big Belly Tou Tuo not only has good cultivation, but also has the demon blood of Wanfo Temple
The owner of the mosquito! If a monk like him really gets here, can you still survive? You are really bragging..."
"Demon blood mosquito, is it this big mosquito?"
However, what the Blood God Son had never expected was that before he finished speaking, a big mosquito flashed in front of Wang Li.
"…...!" The huge blood-colored skull of the Blood God Son froze instantly, and then the entire body was connected with countless small skulls, jumping up together.
This feeling is like a lion dancing lion's head is frightened and jumping up.
"you…."
The Blood God Son could not believe that the Big Bowed Tou was really slaughtered here, but what was the stupid big mosquito floating in front of Wang Li?
What's more, Wang Li was drawing things out at this time.
He said while taking it out, "Look, the things left by this big-bellied monk are also average, they are all broken copper and iron."
The huge blood-colored skull was stiff for another breath.
In fact, if it were someone else, it would be certain that a strong man like Big Toutuo really fell here, and it was also certain that even a Taoist ship like the ancient Foxia Sect fell here, and I was afraid that he would have to give up.
But if it is not a real thorn, how could the Blood God Son appear here as soon as other monks from the Chaotic Continents have made their debut?
"What if I believe that Big-Boded Toutuo has fallen here now? Can this scare me?"
The voice of the Son of Blood God sounded again, and the huge blood-colored skull roared in anger, "Don't talk so much nonsense, see the truth under your hands."
However, Wang Li's way of conversation made him stunned again.
Wang Li looked bored and said, "I'm too lazy to bother."
Even all the monks who were paying congratulations were stunned. The other party came to the door. What does this sentence mean?
"I won't be able to fight for a long time. I haven't had enough time yet. Then you will run away like the big-bellied monk. It's a waste of my energy to chase me." Wang Li's voice sounded again.
The blood god son was so angry that he was emitting a huge airflow from the nose hole of the blood-red skull. He didn't even hit him, but the other party actually said he would run away?
But before he could speak, Wang Li said again: "But aren't you afraid? You claim to be not timid? Then do you dare to play a big game with me? Are you sure you won't run away at that time?"
"Just fight, you're talking nonsense." The Blood God Son roared, but he was really curious and couldn't help but shout, "What a big deal, I dare not?"
"Do you dare to stay in the heavenly tribulation, and you won't escape if you let the thunder fall?"
Wang Li spoke out arrogantly. He clicked Chu Chaoge in front of him and said, "Did you see it? This fellow Daoist Chu can directly impact the golden elixir and lead to the heavenly tribulation. If you are
If you are brave enough, just have a close contact with Jie Lei in his heavenly tribulation. If anyone is the first to be frightened and timid and escape from the heavenly tribulation, then admit defeat and give up the other party, how to
?”
The Blood God Son is another slap.
After several breaths, his roaring sounded, "You kid has a good lightning-proof magic weapon, so he wants to beat me in this way?"
"Don't say so much. If you guess something out of thin air, you can still say it with a nose and eyes." Wang Li smiled disdainfully and said, "Just based on your words, I will tell you that I am in this human and heavenly disaster.
From the beginning to the end of the heavenly tribulation, if I take a step, if I use any magic weapon and magic weapon to resist the catastrophe thunder, even if I lose, I will kneel down and slap you for 17 or 18 times, and let you deal with it. How about it?
”
In the mountain of strange thunder, there was an uproar.
Among the monks of the sect who were paying congratulations, almost half of them couldn't help but send a message to persuade them, "Master Wangshan must not act voluntarily."
This is really too dangerous.
Even if the heavenly tribulation of the foundation-building cultivator involves other cultivators entering the field, especially those who involve Nascent Soul cultivators like the Blood God Son within the scope of the heavenly tribulation, it will definitely trigger the backlash of the heavenly tribulation, and will definitely make this foundation-building cultivator.
The power of the cultivator's heavenly tribulation becomes even more terrifying.
If Wang Li had a powerful lightning-proof magic weapon, it would be fine, but it was just relying on his physical body and his own method... This could not be said to be arrogant, he was simply seeking death.
The Blood God Son was also completely shocked.
Wang Li said with disdain and provocation: "How about it, dare or not, I don't ask you not to use magic weapons and magic weapons. As long as you dare to stay in the range of the heavenly tribulation, you will not escape from the heavenly tribulation first than me.
Even if you win the range.”
"I... bet!" The Blood God Son was almost vomiting blood by Wang Li. He roared. He had never seen a monk so arrogant and so looked down upon.