Chapter 807

"Natural blood?"

Lang looked at the purple blood venerable with interest.

Zixue Zun is a powerful elixir in xueyanwu, a great sect of Xiuxian world. He was born into Qi refining, and his ability of blood inheritance was a body of purple Qi. This purple Qi is like the true yuan of ordinary practitioners. As he gets older, the more purple Qi He has. The purple blood Zun is 250 years old. When he is 100 years old, he has achieved the golden elixir. When he is 200 years old, he has achieved the golden elixir By the time he was 250 years old, he was already in the middle of the golden elixir. If he lived for another 50 years, he could easily enter Yuanying.

This is the cultivation foundation of the natural blood. Its potential is much stronger than that of other practitioners. Therefore, no one is willing to provoke those with blood relationship, because they will inevitably enter the realm of Yuanying power. The shackles encountered by ordinary people do not exist for them.

They are the strongest in the world.

But in contrast, their thunder robbery also has to suffer several times, so most of their natural blood are gifted, and their supernatural powers are powerful.

"Qin Nanzong, try my talent and magic!

Purple blood venerable hands on the ground, huge body bent down, suddenly opened his mouth, his mouth suddenly became huge, like a blood basin, inside is full of purple skin, to Qin Lang drink: "swallow!"

"Well?"

In a flash, Qin Lang felt his body tilting forward a little. If he hadn't stabilized his body in time, he would have been Yin by the purple blood venerable.

At this time, countless sand and stone swarmed into the mouth of the purple blood venerable in this swallowing force. Even the space was distorted. It seemed that it would collapse at any time and fall into the purple mouth. Except for Qin Lang, the big strange birds in the distance were dragged by the suction force. They circled in the air and fell to the ground. They could only use two iron claws to hook the ground and hold on Let yourself be swallowed by that terrible mouth.

"I should be a blood vessel of some divine animal level. It turns out to be a snake! Zizizi... "

With a sneer and a wave of his hand, Qin Lang rolled up a huge stone with a weight of dozens of tons, which blocked the mouth of the purple blood venerable!

"Swallow!"

The purple blood venerable yelled. Originally, only one person's high and low mouth was stretched several times. The distance between the upper and lower lips was tens of feet long.

The boulder rolled in and fell into his mouth, as if it had fallen into a river and sea without any waves.

"Cacha..."

As soon as the boulder fell, the purple blood venerable closed his mouth. Under the bite of his upper and lower teeth, the huge stone weighing tens of tons was actually bitten by him. The huge cheek stirred up and then spewed out like a stone throwing machine. The purple blood venerable spits out the crushed stones. The pieces of gravel are covered with a layer of powerful Zhenyuan. Each boulder can crush a tank, which is comparable to countless mortars. Ordinary gold elixir can't bear such impact.

However, in front of Qin Lang, with a wave of his sleeve, the crushed stones were turned into powder and dissipated in the space.

With Qin Lang waving his sleeve, a long stick appears quietly in front of the huge mouth of the purple blood venerable.

"Let me see if your teeth are hard, or if my sacrilege is hard!"

Qin Lang's huntian stick was as thick as a giant tree. He smashed it down and stabbed it directly from the mouth of the purple blood Zun!

"Putong..."

The big face with lofty determination was stabbed into the back of the head by huntian stick.

"Ding..."

The purple blood venerable's upper and lower jaw bite together subconsciously, and the teeth hit the huntian stick fiercely, breaking into countless scattered teeth.

Qin Lang once again handed it forward, and went down with his throat. The purple blood venerable was broken by this stick and quickly narrowed down. The whole person was wearing on the huntian stick like a toad.

Qin Lang once again lifted the long stick and smashed it violently. The body of purple blood Zun was twisted by huntian stick, which was twisted into a shape like a twist. The huge force directly tore apart his body like purple dough, turning into strips, pieces and scattered on the ground.

"Stop it!"

Taiyin fairy saw that the purple blood venerable was defeated by Qin Lang in such an insulting way, so he made a hasty move.

A curtain of snow fell from the sky, and the whole space seemed to slow down a little bit in this instant.

This is the use of ice and snow technology to solidify the passage of time, and huntian stick ice sealed thousands of miles the same.

It's obvious that the Taiyin fairy is trying to help the purple blood master escape. After all, Qin Lang's action was too fast just now. Just one breath time made him lose his mind.

Qin Lang sneered: "play with me slowly?"

"Time and space freeze!"

Qin Lang had a big drink, and the huntian stick was full of cold air, which covered all the things around, and solidified the snow curtain of the fairy.

"Asshole, you dare to hurt me

After all, the purple blood Zun is the gold elixir. If the golden elixir does not die, the person will not die. Although his body is torn by Qin Lang, the scattered bodies are quickly re bonded together. However, the bonding process is frozen by Qin Lang, and he can only watch Qin Lang approach step by step."Don't hurt me in the fairyland!"

The immortal Chishui will arrive at this time, and his fists continue to bombard. Two rivers are rolling down in the air. One runs through the front of the purple blood venerable and the other goes through the body of the Taiyin fairy. They melt the ice crystal that blocks them.

"You have such a great face in the immortal cultivation world. You can't even hurt yourself. Today, you have to kill as well as hurt yourself!"

The huntian stick trapped the purple blood worshiper and the immortal of the Taiyin. Although Qin Lang didn't have a sacred instrument in his hand, his own strength had not been exerted. He stepped out one step, and it was a fist!

"Tiandi Wujue, the twelfth form, crossing the bridge of life!"

Qin Lang's fist, like a fist from the outside of the sky, forms a bridge in the air, swirling in the air, changing the color of heaven and earth.

"What's the trick? It seems to be the art of ancient immortals! "

"My God, how could his Zhenyuan be so strong? Is this still a human being? His true element is stronger than the aura of the whole earth. How is he refined in such a place where aura is exhausted? "

At this time, both the purple blood venerable and the Taiyin fairy had forgotten that they were in danger and were shocked by Qin Lang's performance.

Seeing such a powerful blow, Chishui immortal directly burned his soul. The whole human turned into a huge water nest, spinning up, hoping to block this incomparable blow.

"Boom..."

Qin Lang this blow down, then hit the Chishui immortal incarnation of the water nest, stirred up a piece of towering spray!

"No..."

The Chishui immortal cries desperately, watching Qin Lang's fist directly smash his body, grabs the golden elixir flowing with water on the surface, and is dragged out by Shengsheng.

The golden elixir is the soul of the strong one. Without the golden elixir, the strong one is death.

Immortal Chishui didn't expect that Qin Lang's fist was so powerful that he directly smashed his real body and took away his gold elixir. Under the attack of anger, the golden elixir was slightly shaken and exploded with a bang.

Immortal Chishui, it's exploded!