Chapter 1219

Cut blood Sheng!

The young man in white is naturally Zhao Fang.

When the ancestor of Xuesheng appeared and confronted the old demon emperor.

Zhao Fang quietly came to the blood crystal castle.

Maybe it's because the name of the forbidden combination of the sixth order Dharma array is too loud, and the defense of blood cultivation is very loose.

Zhao relaxed and broke in.

By virtue of the system, all the way across, any prohibition array in front of it is as fragile as tissue paper, which can be broken in a poke!

After sneaking into the blood crystal castle, Zhao Fang walked all the way, killing without taboo. While harvesting blood and repairing, he obtained a large number of road fragments.

I don't expect to meet blood eyes.

The enemy is particularly jealous when he meets him.

Blood eyes dreamed of killing the guy who made his life suffer humiliating stains.

He is also full of confidence in this.

"After reshaping my flesh, my strength has been turned upside down. After the blood burns, my strength is comparable to that of the four-star God King. It's nothing to kill this Liao!"

But the result was far beyond his expectation.

Just a dozen rounds.

He boasted that he was strong enough to crush Zhao Fang's blood eyes, but he was crushed by Zhao Fang. He was in danger and nearly killed!

What's worse.

The struggle between the ancestor of Xuesheng and the old demon emperor is also at a disadvantage and can't help at all!

His face was full of unwilling and anger. He didn't believe that Zhao Fang would have such a strong strength in such a short time.

When he saw the blood Sheng ancestor as powerful as a mountain in his heart, he was scared by the old demon emperor and left in a panic.

Blood eyes instantly lost their mind.

Zhao Fang cut off an arm on the spot. When he cried out in pain, the eyes of Xuesheng also looked over.

There was a scene just now.

"If you hide, it's not easy for my grandfather to want to kill you. But now, if you take the initiative to send it to the door, you're looking for your own death!"

The blood Sheng ancestor's eyes were full of blood.

"Blood movement!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Fang felt a sense of crisis lingering in his heart.

Zhao Fang's eyelids jumped wildly, pinched them and exchanged the dunkong talisman from the system mall.

"Pro!"

The dunkong talisman burst into pieces, coerced Zhao Fang and retreated quickly!

Boom! Boom! 嘭～

While Zhao Fang retreated violently.

Some blood practices that were close to him did not respond well and were affected by the blood movement magic. The blood in an individual was as restless as an animal as fire, which exploded directly and spilled blood on the spot!

Just for a moment, dozens of blood Xiu died!

When Zhao Fang, who hid thousands of miles away by using the dunkong talisman, saw this scene, his eyes were slightly frozen. "I'll go to your uncle. The strong puppet emperor is really not easy to provoke. You can kill so many strong people in the void town so far away!"

"Does this boy have a void transfer sign? This kind of talisman is extremely precious. Even my grandfather doesn't have any. Where did he get it? "

One blow missed, while the blood eyes old ancestor was frightened.

He was very curious about the origin of the talisman in Zhao Fang's hand.

At the same time.

The proud old demon emperor saw this scene, his eyes twinkled, and a touch of greed and killing intention flashed in the depths of his pupils.

But a moment later, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. He said to himself, "although he has not regained his full strength, after all, he was a demon emperor. His blood is so strong that it has a strong deterrent effect on us. If he does not reach the demon emperor, I'm afraid no one dares to fight him!"

Zhao Fang escaped, but he was angry.

"I'm a man who can turn over even the overlord demon emperor. How can I be beaten by a fake emperor and not fight back?"

The angry Zhao Fang shot.

To be exact, it's divine consciousness.

"Shit, do you think you can kill your opponent through space?"

When Zhao Fang sneered, the emperor's divine knowledge slowly transferred from the sea, gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and condensed countless sharp blades in front of him.

Soul chopping knife!

Don't hurt the flesh, cut the spirit!

This is definitely a nightmare attack for the special blood cultivation of the skill!

"Back!"

Without the reminder of the ancestor of Xuesheng, the blood practitioners who are closer feel that the spirit is under great threat.

"Broken!"

Just then.

The old demon emperor slapped Qingtian on the blood crystal castle.

The blood crystal castle, which had the potential to collapse, immediately made a roar after being hit by the old demon emperor.

When the smoke rushed into the sky, the defense array of blood crystal Castle completely collapsed.

Many blood practitioners were affected by the aftermath of the collapse of the Dharma array and died on the spot!

"Cut!"

Zhao Fang drinks lightly.

The soul chopping knife broke through the air and cut at the blood Xiu who was fleeing everywhere.

Although the soul chopping knife has been divided into thousands.

But what motivates them is, after all, the divine consciousness of the divine emperor realm.

In the blood cultivation, except the ancestor of Xuesheng, no one can stop Zhao Fang's divine consciousness.

嘭嘭～

Kill a thousand people!

They are all the elite in blood cultivation, and the weakest of them are God kings!

Even the blood eyes were crushed by Zhao Fang's soul chopping knife.

Even if the flesh is still alive, it is impossible for Xuesheng to revive him again!

"Eyes!"

Ancestor Xuesheng never expected this step.

What's more, Zhao Fang's divine sense was so terrible that he drank loudly and his voice was bleak, just like a wounded beast!

"Stop yelling! Next, it's your turn!"

Zhao Fang closed the sound of the sea tide in his mind and looked at the ancestor of Xuesheng with cold eyes.

"Soul chopping knife!"

There is only one soul chopping knife this time.

It is pale gold, emitting a palpitating chill and edge.

"Ho!"

Zhao Fang's eyes suddenly stared, and the soul chopping knife suddenly broke through the air.

Xuesheng's face changed greatly. He just knew the power of soul chopping knife, and felt Zhao Fang's terrible divine knowledge. He didn't dare to underestimate it. He directly offered the magic weapon of divine knowledge protection to resist.

"Die!"

The old demon emperor shot at this moment and killed the flesh of Xuesheng's ancestor with one blow, making it completely attack a pool of pus and blood. All preparations and responses turned into nothing.

Just at this time.

The soul chopping knife approached and directly cut on the angry and even frightened spirit of the ancestor of Xuesheng.

There was a crack in the cocoon like spirit of the ancestor of Xuesheng.

The next moment.

Countless cracks spread all over the cocoon.

On the face of Xuesheng's ancestor, there was a look of panic.

"No, no..."

He roared and the spirit struggled to recover something.

But in the end.

In the broken cocoon, ten thousand rays of light are emitted.

The spirit of the ancestor of Xuesheng, also in the light, exploded with endless sadness, anger and unwillingness!

Boom!

The explosion of a false emperor's divine knowledge is as volatile as the emperor's full blow.

The whole blood crystal castle was razed to the ground in an instant!

Countless blood repairs, tragic death and the explosion of divine knowledge.

Later, there were incomplete statistics.

Thirty percent of Xuexiu died in the demon army.

However, more than 60% of Xuexiu died of the explosion of God's consciousness of the ancestor of Xuesheng.

The ancestor of Xuesheng almost killed Xuexiu!

It's ironic!

Countless strong men hiding in the dark were shocked and inexplicable when they saw this scene!

"The ancestor of Xuesheng is dead?"

"Xuexiu generation of great power, that's it. Regret to die?"

"Hey, the blood repair is over!"

“……”

Compared with the shock and complexity of these people, Zhao Fangxin was inexplicably pleased by the death of Xuesheng's ancestor.

"Ding!"