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Chapter 37 Susanoh? The game begins! (For the bustling tear, the unbearable sadness

The boy in the sky swept across the battlefield below with expressionless eyes, looking at the bloody scene under his feet, his expression was not moved at all, as if he had already seen through life and death.

The strong wind blew past the boy, sitting upright on the Fulong Cauldron, and could faintly hear the roar of thousands of beasts. Above the sea of ​​clouds, the Qingyun Sect disciples who were tired and supported themselves with their swords all looked like they were possessed by demons, and they couldn't help but look at the boy.

"Four Spirit Blood Formation, my essence and blood, what's the big formation. After saying that, what's wrong with awakening me?"

After looking at the traces of the four spirit blood arrays in the Fulong Cauldron under his feet, the beast god glanced at thousands of people and said in a somewhat indifferent tone.

The look of the beast god made thousands of people recall the scene when they were young and faced the tigers in the mountains alone. They were afraid and helpless. This was just the beast god summoned by the formation, and they didn't know how powerful his body should be.

He did not dare to get out of the big world, and ten thousand people bowed their hands and said respectfully: "Now I summoned my senior, and the real number was forced to do so. After this battle, I decided to go to the Southern Wilderness in person and release the senior."

“…”

The Beast God did not reply to the ten thousand people, but stood quietly on the cauldron, as if recalling something. He scratched his wrist with his hand. After a moment, a wound slowly appeared on the Beast God's hand, and blood was overflowing.

Blood!

Bright red blood!

Looking at the blood on his wrist, the divine beast laughed wildly. Although he was laughing loudly, his eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions.

"If I don't come to the Southern Wilderness to disturb me after my incarnation dies, I don't care whether it's your right path or your devil's path. If anyone releases me in the future, I will drive away the beast tide and swallow the Central Plains, so that you will fall into the Yama forever forever, don't you hear it!"

The beast god left the Fulong Cauldron and floated in the air. The eyes in his eyes were not at all warm and warm. The people around him looked like beasts without intelligence, and the intention of killing was extremely strong.

No matter who he looked at, he lowered his head and did not dare to touch the Beast God's gaze. Even Daoxuan, who was holding Zhu Xian tightly in his hand, was a little uneasy in his heart.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the beast god didn't say anything, and as the wind pillar fell from the sky, it fell on the sea of ​​clouds. The white jade slabs on the sea of ​​clouds instantly broke. In a moment, the hostility between heaven and earth slowly condensed on the sea of ​​clouds at Qingyunmen.

At this time, I saw the sky and the earth were lightless, and a shrill scene. The ghost energy rolled in. The fierce aura in the sky rushed towards the wind pillar, and then disappeared. The beast god above the wind and clouds had no expression on his face, walked in the air, and rushed into the wind pillar like a rushing lightning.

At this time, Daoxuan protected Qingyun and others from being hurt by evil spirits, so he could only watch the evil spirits merge with the beast god.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds rose, and the sky and the earth were silent.

Everyone was stunned when they looked at the giant resentful spirit walking out of the wind pillar. This unimaginable giant stood above the sea of ​​clouds. They looked up at the giant like an ant.

And when the anger condensed into a giant's head, the beast god with a pale face and a red look on his eyes.

"Is this, Susanoo?"

"Well, be tired, I'm afraid I'm not using the wrong script. This is the rhythm of the Beast God clone, and I'm angry at the eternal kaleidoscope."

Su Qi was also quite surprised when he saw this scene. He thought that as a beast god, he would summon some giant beasts, divine beasts, etc., but he angrily opened the Sharingan. From a distance, he saw the beast god's eyes red, and he really had a bit of a maneidoscope temperament.

"It's hard to deal with it, it's hard to deal with it. The beast god's body is transformed by the anger, so it will definitely not be beaten to death. Daoxuan's current state is a bit wrong. There is a red light flashing from time to time in his eyes, and evil energy enters his body. This is a bit simpler, just use Zhu Xian to suck it out."

"These ten thousand people are really powerful. They can clearly combine the formation with their bodies, but they end up pitting half of the three demon sects and summoning a half-dead beast god to fight Daoxuan. In this way, no matter whether it is a loss or a win or a win or a thousand people will make a profit."

"It's not a loss, it's old... Bah, the leader of the demon coach."

Su Qi took off his chin and analyzed the trend in front of him. He was really impressed by the fact that he was a ghost king.

After covering the Qingyun Sect's people and retreated, Daoxuan held the long sword that looked like a stone but not a stone in his hand, floating in the air, and looked at each other with the beast god floating above the giant's head.

The wind rises and the clouds move.

The body transformed by the anger made a low growl, and the huge figure slowly moved. With every step, the underground land could not bear it and sank deeply into it, and the fierce aura drifted away.

At this time, a red light flashed through Daoxuan's eyes from time to time, and a bloodthirsty influence continued to appear in his mind. The tempter's mind bit his tongue hard and lifted his spirit.

With his right hand, he held the Zhuxian Sword tightly, and with a sudden move with his left hand, an orange Qi sword suddenly emerged from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, making a sharp roar through the air, and shot towards the beast god.

Although the beast god's expression was a little indifferent, he still stared at the sword light tightly, and pushed forward with one hand. A shield transformed from evil spirit appeared out of thin air in the air, blocking Daoxuan's attack.

"Boom!"

Then, as if the rising sun jumped out of the water, the sky and the earth were about to burst out with thunder, and a huge roar burst out instantly. In the black and orange light, several lights flashed a few times before slowly fading away.

"puff!"

Because Daoxuan held the sword for too long, he was retaliated by the sword spirit and spit out a mouthful of blood and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Daoxuan supported the sword and stood up shakingly, and Liufeng did indeed fade away because of the sudden retreat of spiritual energy.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect you to be able to withstand the backlash until now. Now that the sword energy enters the body, you will either become a demon or become a sword slave in the future. The people from Qingyun Sect are really inexplicably stubborn."

The beast god stood in the air, looking at Daoxuan who could not hold on to the ground, recalling his friends back then, he felt a little reluctant to take action.

But at this moment, Daoxuan Zhenren suddenly spoke, but the tone of words was low and slightly painful, and said: "Disciple Daoxuan is unfilial, unable to subdue the demons of alien Taoism, affecting the people, and a catastrophe is coming. For the sake of the people of the world, the disciple is forced to lift the ban..."

Before Dao Xuan thoughts could finish, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and then his eyes turned dark and he fainted on the ground.

At this time, Su Qi appeared behind Daoxuan and threw the crime tool that knocked Daoxuan out into the array map space. He always felt that Daoxuan knew that he was nearby and had to stay big for a long time. He was getting more and more nagging as he got older.

He crossed his hands and twisted his left and right, twisted his neck twice in the direction of his hand, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Su Qi knocking Dao Xuan unconscious with a stick, the Beast God's originally calm face flashed with a hint of astonishment, and he asked in confusion.

"Tell me, that old man Daoxuan is useless when he is old, I'll fight with you."

He quickly did the eighth set of radio gymnastics and stretched out his muscles all over his body. Su Qi was ready to fight a long-term battle. After all, the beast god is immortal, and he doesn't know if he can kill him.

"presumptuous!"

The beast god controlled the spirit body and stretched out his giant hand and slapped at Su Qi. "Bang" the giant palm raised, and a giant palm print was sunk underground, but no figures of Su Qi and Daoxuan were found in the depression.

In a small pavilion in the distance, Su Qi threw Dao Xuan on the table, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of the beast god, just as he was on par with the beast god.
Chapter completed!
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