Chapter 5559

Although three disciples fell into the Shenyin clan, the only one that Confucians really cared about was daowujiang.

"Yes, master. If you are capable, you want to avenge your elder martial brother."

Ruyi's face shows the color of fierce determination. She and daowujiang are almost worshipped by the Confucianists together. The relationship between them is different from that of other disciples.

"However, this trip is not fruitless."

In the hands of the Confucians, a ray of thunder shot out, encircling a figure in the light curtain.

"What's this?"

As soon as he frowned, the man seemed to be young, with a rebellious look. Even when he saw the existence of master, he didn't seem to be too nervous and paid attention to it.

"He is the God of blood."

The Confucianist showed an imperceptible sneer: "I didn't expect that he really woke up."

As soon as he heard the name, he held his hands together unconsciously, and his fingertips turned white. His voice trembled and he said, "in the legend, isn't the blood god extinct in the battle of the gods? How could it be there? "

"Well! GodsWarOnline? How could he possibly die when he held that sacred object in his hand? "

The Confucianist snorted coldly, and the divine consciousness had carefully explored the consciousness picture brought back by the virtual shadow: "if I had not guessed wrong, now he should be immortal."

"Ah, what do you mean?" For example, his hands could not help touching his ears. He could hardly believe the master's words, "do you mean my life can be saved?"

The giant hand of the Confucianist stroked Ruyi's long hair: "well, since he has appeared, I will definitely get that divine thing. Your illness will soon recover."

"Thank you, master." Like a tearful corner of her eye, she has consumed too much of Wu Xiu's blood power over the years, and even almost lost her original blood.

"Well, you go down first. Call kuangsheng and Shengnian

The Confucianist looked at Ruyi's pale face. In his hand, he gave Ruyi a delicate pearl of light.

Such as a hurriedly bent over, swallow down: "thank you, master."

With the infiltration and baptism of this light bead, there is a lotus like brand on a forehead, which is shining with fluorescence.

The whole person's complexion suddenly became transparent and clear. With the support of blood, Ruyi's face also showed a smile and bowed down.

In the lotus palace, two thunderbolts flash away in the main hall, and they appear directly in front of the Confucians by directly using the power of the law.

"Master!" They look cold and stern, and they are the strong men of the evil level in the whole Confucian temple.

The rosary beads in the hands of the Confucians stopped suddenly when they saw him.

"Ten million years of chess, now there are variables."

The Confucianist's voice was low and his eyes were low. He looked at his two disciples carelessly.

"Do you know that many martial brothers have fallen into the hands of some guys?"

That indifferent and ancient voice sounded from the mouth of the Confucian.

"Who is so bold?" Kuangsheng wore a snow-white ribbon on his head. His elegant and dusty temperament was extremely inconsistent with the sword full of thunder behind him.

"Want us to kill him?"

Sheng Nian was dressed in a blood red dress and dressed very skillfully. He was quietly holding his arms. Although he was standing in the temple, he was running around with a sense of extremely violent killing.

The fingers of the Confucians twirled again, and ye Chen's appearance was magnified ten times above the light curtain.

"Is that what you call a variable?"

He frowned wildly. He couldn't see any clue in this person. If he insisted on saying anything, it might be that he was too young and his indifferent eyes, which looked down on everything, didn't pay attention to anything.

"He will be one of your targets."

"Who's the other one?" Sheng Nian is eager to try. It seems that killing is his only pleasure.

"It's him." The appearance of blood God appears on the light curtain.

"That's it!" Crazy life almost to marvel at the jump, the whole person's blood has been churning up.

Shengnian looks at kuangsheng like this. He looks at the light curtain strangely. Although this person's breath is vast and extraordinary, he can make kuangsheng lose his mind. Such a violent person must be extraordinary.

"It's him!"

The sword behind kuangsheng burst out in an uproar, and the power of thunder filled the whole Confucian temple.

The arm that the Confucianist had put on his knees had been raised slowly. A virtual shadow of his arm pressed on crazy life, which made his whole breath sink.

The roaring thunder suppressed all the blood gas in kuangsheng's body.

"Master, it's me who has lost my manners."

Kuangsheng kneels on his knees and looks bitter. Ten thousand years have passed. He even remembers the blood god in his blood."No harm." The Confucianist sighed, "the blood God seems to have forgotten the memory of the past, and the cultivation of martial arts has lost a lot. This time, you two will be able to kill them completely."

"Master, who is he?" Sheng Nian didn't know the old grudge between kuangsheng and blood god. At this time, he looked at the master with a little confusion.

"He was involved in the battle of the gods, and had a little blood connection with crazy life."

"Blood connection?"

Sheng Nian looks at kuangsheng in amazement. He has never known kuangsheng's blood for so many years.

The Confucianist took a look at kuangsheng and did not answer the question of Shengnian again: "the strength of these two people is not small, and the boundlessness of Tao has been lost in their hands."

"Is Tao Wujiang dead?"

Sheng Nian's face became very gloomy and strange. In this day's human world, few people could kill Tao Wujiang at such an age.

But this kind of opponent is more exciting!

Sheng Nian shows his bloodthirsty light, and his face is actually interested in blood God and ye Chen.

"Master, give me the blood god, and I will kill him this time!"

crazy life adjusted his mind. When he raised his head, he had become extremely resolute, and his elegant temperament had disappeared.

"Crazy life!" As soon as the Confucianist's face sank, he was already suppressing his anger. At this time, seeing that kuangsheng was so agitated, he was a little annoyed.

"Shifu, I didn't mean it. I didn't let him die in the battle of the gods. Now, with the help of the two of us, there is a great risk. As long as you are willing to hand over the blood god to me, I'm willing to contact the Bone Demon and kill the blood god with his hand."

The eyes of the Confucians were stained with a different kind of eyes: "Oh?"

Crazy life has always boasted of high, never pretended to others, but once involved in the blood god, he will completely lose his mind, lose the bottom line.

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