v4 Chapter 199： Blood King

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Inside the Scarlet Palace.

On the throne, a middle-aged handsome man smirked with a hint of playful smile. "It seems that the king really did not make a mistake in induction. These little guys have pure blood in their bodies. Once I capture them, they will be able to successfully draw the blood veins."

"Eleven bloodlines. Over the years, the King has gathered five. He will seal the town for a while, and he can exert a little strength. Therefore, I will never let this opportunity go."

"Come on little guys, the King is waiting here, the blood in your body will become the key to liberate the shackles of the King, and it will be a great honor for you to make a great king and get a new life."

During the conversation, the man suddenly laughed abruptly, his eyes narrowed and crazy.

But at this moment, the man on the throne suddenly showed the color of pain, Junmei's brows frowned tightly, and her mouth was snarling wildly, "Coward, you do n’t want to obstruct my plan, and it takes only a lot of thought for my king. With today's situation like this, I can get away immediately, anyone wants to stop me, not even you! "

"Quiet me. Wait until the eleven bloods of the King's Ji are released to restore the power of suppression. The first thing is to let you devour the refinement completely. There is only one blood ancestor in the world. Your appearance is just a mistake!"

"Go back to me. The dark world is where you are. Don't try to compete with me for physical control!"

As the man growled, his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Did you forget that the two of us are one and the same? You are me and I am you. Over the years your strength has continued to recover, and my strength has also increased. Although you have been suppressed in the depths of the consciousness, but If I really fight hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to release enough energy. "An indifferent figure suddenly emerged from this man's body, the shadow turned into a shadow, his face was gentle and calm.

The weird thing is that the two look exactly the same, except that one is wearing a white robe and the other is wearing a white shirt.

The same appearance, but the temperament is completely opposite, a killing cold and cold breath, a calm and warm and windy.

The man in the blood robe on the throne heard silence and seemed to acquiesce to what the man in the white shirt said. After a short while, the man said with a deep voice, "Why do you stop me? If I had eleven blood vessels, I could break the seal, then I can leave, so you can naturally."

"If you promise to join me, King can guarantee that you will never harm you after you leave, and will find a perfect one for you-how can the flesh make you rebirth?"

The man in white shirt chuckled and said lightly: "You have told me this thing countless times. What I can give you is still the answer. We are the people of the clan who were created to save blood. The only mission is It is to stay here, wait for the master who can fuse all bloodlines, and return all power to him, rather than find a way to leave here. "

"Return all the power!" The blood-robe man's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth sneered, "Why! You and I have developed their own consciousness in endless years. This is the soul between heaven and earth. This blood power gave birth to me When nature is our own power, why give it to others! "

The man in the white shirt showed helplessness when he heard the words. "I'm not speculative. I will never agree to this. You don't have to say much."

"Okay! You are forcing me. This time, my plan must not be disturbed anyway. Since you are against it, I can only suppress you completely and then shoot alone!"

"Give me back!"

The man in the blood robe shouted and roared on the throne, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the man in white shirt. The figure was then uncontrolled and forcibly absorbed back into the body. Although he occupies half of the sea of ​​consciousness, his strength is much worse than that of the Blood King.

"Suppression!"

The man in the blood robe roared, his face suddenly exuding endless pain, but he clenched his teeth tightly without making a sound.

Half an hour later, the resistance of the man in the white shirt was forcibly suppressed, and the town was again sealed in the depths of consciousness.

The man in the blood robe opened his eyes, his long and narrow eyes seemed extremely dim at this moment, apparently in order to suppress the white shirt men also caused great loss to him.

"Damn! It seems that he has also realized that this king is very likely to get out of trouble this time, so that he will try to block me at all costs, but at his own expense, if it is not because the king is still not sure that he will devour you How will it allow you to survive to this day. "

"At the moment, in order to seal him, most of the power of the king is unavailable. As a result, it seems that the original plan has to be revised. But even so, no one can stop the king's plan, absolutely no! "

"Seal my endless years, this time will be broken!"

The low roar fell, gradually lowered, and the hall gradually returned to peace and silence.

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Left eyebrow dojo.

Xiao Chen was in the courtyard. At this moment, he crossed his knees on the futon, his eyelashes flickered, and then slowly opened his eyes, revealing the dark and moist eyes, among which the cold mang flickered.

Five months.

Xiao Chen ’s physical strength is extremely powerful, but because of this, it will take longer to recover after being seriously injured. If Xiao Chen has not fully cultivated and cooperated with refining blood jade dragon tooth rice, I am afraid that it will take at least nearly one to recover. Years.

Fortunately, he has a left eyebrow dojo in hand. Even though May time has passed, it is only five days to the outside world.

Xiao Chen got up and pushed out the door.

"At the moment, my injury is healed. I don't know what the outside world is. Presumably, in order to compete for the left eyebrow dojo, the monks of the six races should have already fought."

With Xiao Chen's understanding of their nature, everyone must fight after seeing the treasure, and will never give up.

"This is a good thing for me. As long as the monks of the six ethnic groups are instigated, I will have the opportunity to smash them one by one, but I do not know who is holding the left eyebrow dojo right now. I am quite looking forward to this."

Xiao Chen sneered, and Morin's murderousness was revealed in the corner of his mouth. He stepped forward, and the space ripples rose, and the figure disappeared.

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Deep in the battlefield, in a hidden cave, a monk sat pale and crossed his knees, apparently doing his best to recover his internal injuries.

This monk is Mu Muxuanqing!

After a moment, the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes bleak and exasperated, "The vicious Emperor Yun Jiyun, if I hadn't responded a little faster, I'd be afraid that previous palm would be enough to lose most of my combat power."

Mu Xuanqing's heart rolled over.

After the design escaped that day, the strongest monks of the five ethnic groups, such as Huang Jiyun, Invincible, Yun Dong, Shang Cheng De Ji Luo Ran, followed closely, even though he had a lot of thoughtful methods, he had eaten up these five days. Suffering, almost fell into the siege several times. Although he had escaped without any fear, Mu Xuanqing suffered a very serious injury in his body after being killed by a panyu. Fortunately, the Mu Family Secret can be temporarily suppressed, otherwise it may be impossible for another monk to resist. .

"Damn! These people have noticed the extraordinaryness of the black stones and will never give up. I still need to figure out how to get away as soon as possible." Mu Xuanqing held a stone in his hand and his tentacles were cold, but these five days Even if he tried his best to countless ways, he still couldn't complete the confession of the Lord, otherwise he would be afraid of a few monks of the same level once he got such an uprising as the mustard.

Divine consciousness emerged and wrapped up the stones, slipping slowly, but still nothing. But even so, Mu Xuanqing was still not discouraged.

The mustard seed itself contains a complete rule, so it cannot be included in the magic weapon of storage. This is also an important basis for identifying top-class treasures in the mustard seed industry. The black stone cannot be put in the storage ring. This is the best evidence in itself. . It must be a treasure of the mustard world. As for why he cannot recognize the Lord, Mu Xuanqing can only attribute it to the wrong method.

"The injury is a little bit worse, and at the moment I can only squeeze it barely and have no time to recover completely."

"But now this place can't stay anymore and must leave immediately, otherwise they will be caught up with them."

Mu Xuanqing stood up, but at this moment his complexion changed instantly, then went down completely, his eyes looked cold like a knife toward the cave exit, and he said in a cold voice: "Since it's already here, show up now, why bother? Block out! "

The sound dropped, a sigh of sigh came from the mouth of the cave, and then a monk figure slowly emerged, but it was exactly that Mohist lost.