()() But in a short while, the sea of ​​blood surged, and another clone of Wang Lao Er's clone was condensed. In contrast, Lin Hao was still around. A cold light appeared in Wang Lao Er's vertical pupils.

: "I have some tricks. I want to see how long you can last!"

After Wang Laoer finished speaking, his body melted and turned into a bloody rain and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Lin Hao coughed up blood while escaping in the blood mist. Although his breath was weak, his expression was resolute: "I can't die here!"

"Xiyan, Xiaoshi, grandma and the others are all waiting for me. I want to go back alive!"

"Even if this is a forbidden place for living creatures, hell of death, then I will tear away death, annihilate all this and open up the road to birth, rush, rush for me!" Lin Hao roared angrily, blood gushed out, he did not stop, squeezed dry

The slightest spiritual energy in the body could not increase its speed any longer.

"Haha, listen, what a strong and unyielding life, what a stunning bold statement, but unfortunately, is it useful? The will to survive cannot be turned into spiritual energy, so how can you run away!" Lin Hao escaped, around him.

Several clones of Wang Lao Er slowly appeared, and each clone was not weaker than the realm of a fifth-class phantom spirit master!

The ugly faces of several clones were full of mockery and disdain, and they looked at Lin Hao leisurely, as if they were playing with a poor drowning person. Faced with the ridicule of these clones, Lin Hao's expression remained unchanged and he whispered.

The divine blood was directly sprayed on the sword of the gods, and the sword of the gods suddenly burst out with dazzling light, surrounded by colorful glows, as if he wanted to use this terrifying edge to tear the world apart!

The sword intent is erratic!

Lin Hao roared angrily, threw out several swords and killed Wang Lao Er's clone on the spot. As for the seriously injured clone, Lin Hao didn't care at all, and continued to run wildly without looking back, before burning the divine blood.

OK!

The spiritual energy is gone, but it can burn divine blood!

Even if you exhaust every drop of divine blood, you will tear apart this sky, and even if the Great Dao collapses, you will have to leave this forbidden area alive!

The several clones who were killed condensed again soon, and their realm remained at the fifth level. A hint of surprise appeared on their extremely ugly face: "Haha, are you willing to continue to hold on at the cost of burning divine blood?

Ridiculously, when you exhaust the last drop of divine blood, it is your death, continue to pursue it!"

Wars that were about to collapse appeared one after another. These clones were under the sharp edge of the sword of the gods poured by divine blood. It was not a short time, but the cost of burning divine blood was also extremely huge. But there was also a good thing, that is, this god

The consumption of blood made the Xuanyuan Sword start to keep away from itself. Is this bad? Yiyi Erlu Xiai Fuer? The ultimate situation is also beneficial!

The clones of Wang Lao Er kept condensing to intercept Lin Hao, regardless of death or consumption, in order to exhaust all his divine blood and kill him!

How can a god who achieves the supreme way of killing not killing an immortal master to serve as a cornerstone for his god!

Wang Laoer in the Center of the Blood Sea has reached its peak of seventh-class phantom spirit master, and he is still going to continue to break through a layer of upwards, and his aura is still soaring!

The movements in the sea of ​​blood awakened the vast and dark palaces in the distant lower reaches of the Nine Nether River, a vast and endless dark palace that covers an area of ​​thousands of feet away!

This majestic and huge palace is like a mountain towering into the clouds gathered together. The ghost fire is densely decorated in this palace, like countless fireflies gathered in the dark night sky, and also like the ghost of the sea of ​​death.

Gathering!

"That thing has woken up!" A hoarse voice sounded at the center of the palace, and ancient auras aroused everywhere in the palace, slowly opening their eyes.

The appearance of this aura made the palace's ghostly ghost fire soar into the sky, and this dead and silent world was completely disturbed.

Thousands of miles away from the palace, the ancient stone bridge bridge over the Nine Nether River, which was lying on the edge of the unknown. The trembling old woman was carefully stirring the big pot of soup in front of her with a spoon. When the sound appeared, the old woman suddenly raised her head.

, looking towards the palace group, then turned his eyes to the endless rivers upstream of the Nine Nether River, as if that glanced through the endless rivers, reaching the source of the Styx!

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Chapter completed!