Chapter 5693

Starting with the long sword, the blood god suddenly feels extremely familiar with the breath. This is the sword he buried here tens of thousands of years ago. It is one of the most precious treasures of the thirty-three days chaos, representing the eight trigrams leaving the fire.

The sword has a clear appearance, such as the clear sky. There are many inscriptions on the hilt of the sword. Now all the inscriptions are full of brilliant light, and countless red awns rush out, making the whole sword flame rolling, just like a nine day dragon.

With a sword in hand, the breath of gossip poured in, and the spirit of blood god suddenly returned to normal.

The roar of war, which shook the internal organs of the brain, was also suppressed.

The eyes of blood god are clear again.

Memories of the past, crazy flooded in.

"Heavenly shock

The blood god wields a sword and casts a Hongmeng skill. If he wants to shake the sky, he will kill a golden dragon.

The golden dragon was so frightened that he didn't dare to be the enemy and wanted to retreat.

This time, however, it was inevitable.

The blood God has a sword in his hand. When he reaches the extreme point, the sword comes out like a burning dragon, slamming on the Golden Dragon.

"Puff!"

The Golden Dragon's blood gushed wildly. He was seriously injured on the spot and was dying.

Another golden dragon, seeing that his companion was seriously injured, was stunned to stay where he was. His trunk and four feet were trembling and speechless.

The blood god snorted and went up. He just wanted to make up another sword and kill him completely.

"Wait a minute!"

Just then, an old voice sounded.

But I see a giant beast that describes the old dusk and shows the vicissitudes of life. It is the Lord of the golden dragon family, the ancestor of the golden dragon, who walks out slowly from the depths of the cave!

"Laozu..."

The unhurt Golden Dragon on the scene lowered its head in a low voice.

"Master Jinlong, you are not dead yet."

Blood god sneered.

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon bowed his head and said, "the blood god is calm. My family is willing to submit."

The blood God said, "why, are you willing to bow your head? Tens of thousands of years ago, you refused to submit. Today, my cultivation has fallen, but you are willing to? "

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon said: "blood god, please calm down. Your blood has changed and your potential is better than before. You will surely lead our golden dragon family back to the Supreme Court."

The lineage of the supreme beast comes from the supreme world, and the golden dragon is no exception, so it's very arrogant. Tens of thousands of years ago, the blood god wanted to accept it, but it didn't succeed.

"The metamorphosis of my blood god?"

The blood spirit reacts and finds that its own blood is much stronger and more resilient than before.

With a little thought, the blood god suddenly understood that he must have survived the slaughter of the roar of heaven, so his blood changed.

From now on, his blood is really immortal. Even the attack of Zhan houyin can't hurt him.

"Ha ha, it's very good. You want to kill me with taishangzhanhou's magic power, but it makes me degenerate."

The blood god coldly looks at the old ancestor of the golden dragon, holding the sword of Kerqing Lihuo tightly in his hand, thinking about whether to cut down the grass.

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon said, "the God of blood is very popular. It's your blessing and I admire it."

"Master Jinlong, why are you so old?"

Blood god suddenly found that compared with tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestor of golden dragon was much older, his eyes were turbid, and the beards of wild animals were gray.

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon said, "I've been trapped here for tens of thousands of years. It's lucky that I can still live."

Smell speech, blood god heart is a bit touched, in the past, he was absolutely cold-blooded, but today, it is a warm-blooded feelings.

"Well, then you will follow me. I have a hundred day appointment with Confucius. It's just when I need help. How many people are left in your family?"

The blood god put down his sword and agreed to the obedience of the Golden Dragon.

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon said, "in addition to me, there are twelve beasts in the whole clan. But they are not trained and should not fight. My sword is not old enough to help you."

The blood God said with a smile: "do you want to protect them? I understand. After all, it's hard to predict the fate of my appointment with the Confucians. You can't blame me if you want to leave some blood. "

"Thank you for your understanding."

The ancestor of the Golden Dragon said thanks. He only felt that today's blood god was no longer so fierce compared with before.

Blood god waved his hand and said, "you're welcome. You attack me with your heaven roaring way. Let me see your strength."

He also wanted to test whether he could stop the Golden Dragon's heavenly roar when he had Kerqing Lihuo sword in his hand after his blood changed.

"Lord blood god, this..."

The Golden Dragon's father hesitated for a while, only worried that he would hurt the blood god.

"Wouldn't it be better for you orcs if you could kill me? Do it. "

Blood God raised the sword and said with a smile.

"Yes, Lord blood, I have offended you."

In the turbid eyes of the Golden Dragon's ancestor, there was a sudden burst of golden light."Roar -"

in the next moment, without the slightest sign, the Golden Dragon's throat suddenly opened. It was extremely surging, extremely fierce, and the extremely loud roar of war, like the impact of thousands of troops and horses, broke out from its throat.

The roaring sound, like a raging wave, fiercely impacts the blood god's ears and spreads all over his body.

This roar, is so domineering and powerful, directly into every pore.

Even if the blood god just closed his ears, it could not be blocked.

"Well come!"

The blood God took a deep breath, and the immortal blood burst to the extreme, resisting the impact of the roar.

After his blood changed, he had a special resistance to the attack of yinshazhanhou.

He felt a protective layer of blood coming to his body.

Last time, the blood god was almost crushed by the roar of the battle, but this time, with this special protective film, he felt much better.

In addition, the carved Qing Li Huo sword in his hand also released a trace of warm breath, melting the supreme power of warroar.

Even, the whole sword was shaking, making bursts of buzzing sound, which just disrupted the rhythm of the battle roar of the Golden Dragon's ancestors. The way that the sword roared against the Anti Japanese war greatly eliminated the killing power of the battle roar against the blood god.

In this process, the battle roar released by the Golden Dragon's ancestor failed to shake the blood god's body.

Seeing this scene, the emperor was shocked and convinced.

On the outside, the strong men of various schools are eyeing.

The old battle roar of the Golden Dragon came out, and everyone was in a commotion.

"It's the voice of the old golden dragon!"

"Now the blood god is dead, even the Golden Dragon's ancestor has done it!"

"Go in and have a look! At least take back the corpse of the blood god, and don't let the Golden Dragon eat it! "

Many strong men exchanged their eyes, nodded their heads one after another, sacrificed their weapons and magic weapons, stood guard, quickly united and ran to the grottoes.

In their eyes, the blood god is dead, they just want to rob the blood god's body, so as not to let the Golden Dragon eat it for nothing.

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