"Huhu..."

Standing in the waist-high blood waterfall, Qin Yichen couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. The thick divine blood whizzed around him, as if forming a huge bloody vortex.

A burning feeling permeated every corner of his body, as if every part of his body was being torn apart all the time.

However, Qin Yichen also felt that his body was gradually strengthening!

At this time, his body was trembling slightly. Although he resisted the blood palm, his body also suffered a lot of trauma. If Xichen ran over at this time at any cost and attracted another blood palm, I'm afraid

He will also be in a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, Xi Chen was adjusting his state with a gloomy look on his face at this time, and had no such idea at all.

A burning sensation permeated Qin Yichen

"boom!"

At this time, at the front, Gu Yuan had reached nearly 7,000 feet and was ready to attack the second disaster.

"continue!"

He swallowed a pill casually, and after a moment of adjustment, Qin Yichen murmured in his heart, took steps forward again, and walked forward.

Although the suppression of Blood Palm caused him a lot of trauma, there is no doubt that after enduring it, the tempering of his physical body was also extremely huge.

After Qin Yichen walked more than 300 feet, Xi Chen finally regained his breath. At this time, he finally suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body. Although his physical condition had not yet returned to its peak, he already had the confidence to try.

Withstood the suppression of Blood Palm.

"Roar!"

And just when Xi Chen was about to move his body to attack the six thousand feet threshold, a roar suddenly sounded, and the shadow of the dragon flashed, and someone was already stepping forward to the six thousand feet point.

This figure is surprisingly Ziyun who reveals the true form of the Purple Prison Dark Soul Jiao. Although his physical body is slightly inferior to Qin Yichen, after being tempered over a distance of six thousand feet and revealing his true form, he already has the confidence to go

The disaster struck six thousand feet!

"Wow!"

As this figure broke in, waves of blood surged, and a huge blood palm condensed again.

"Damn it, it's an old guy from the Lilong clan again, I..."

Xi Chen roared in grief and anger. Before he could finish his words, the power of the divine blood in the blood wave suddenly increased, directly knocking him back dozens of feet. For a moment, the Yin Qi surged around his body, and it was difficult to suppress it in his body.

Qi and blood surged again.

"Brother!"

Seeing that Xi Chen was frustrated again, all the strong men of the Zhi Chen Clan had overwhelming anger in their eyes. These old guys from the Li Long Clan were really more annoying than the last.

Forget about the one named Li Taotian. After all, even his senior brother was defeated by him. However, this guy who is only at the peak of the eighth heaven actually dares to attack six thousand feet. Could it be that this guy wants to drag him down even if he is hurt?

Live with their senior brother?

Thinking of this, many strong men from the Corpse Killer Tribe were eager to kill him and pull down the figure that had transformed into a dragon and give him a good beating.

"This ancestor... is too fierce!"

Li Wushuang couldn't help but swallow his saliva. At this time, he could only climb to five thousand feet. He really didn't expect that this ancestor who was only at the peak of the eighth heaven could be so brave.

"Is this the ancestor who fought against the legendary true dragon?"

And Li Xun and other strong men of the Li Long Clan were extremely shocked. From these two ancestors, they seemed to have seen the glorious moments of the Li Long Clan in the past. Compared with that period, the Li Long Clan today is really in a state of decline.

Already.

Of course, they didn't know that these two "ancestors" had nothing to do with their Lilong clan!

While the strong men of other races were surprised at the ferocity of the two Shinto reincarnations of the Lilong clan, they could not help but feel some sympathy for Xichen's tragic experience.

How much hatred can there be for someone to drag you into trouble despite being severely injured?

It seems that the zombie clan is really annoying.

"Roar!"

However, while everyone was sighing, a sound of dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the blood wave was suddenly torn apart, and the shadow of the dragon that was originally submerged in the blood palm roared out.

"This...how is this possible?!"

"This is not the body of the Lilong clan. Which race is the body of this Shinto reincarnation?"

"If I guessed correctly, it should be the Purple Prison Dark Soul Jiao."

"Purple Prison Dark Soul Jiao? Their physical bodies can be so powerful? How is this possible?"

Looking at the shadow of the dragon cutting through the waves, voices of exclamation could be heard.

"This... this ancestor actually endured it?!"

Li Wushuang's face was full of shock. Originally, he thought that the ancestor who called himself Li Aodi was just a soybean next to the ancestor Tuotian. He never expected that the latter also had such strength!

You know, even if he goes all out, he is still just five thousand feet away!

"As long as these three ancestors return to the divine realm, there is hope for the rise of our Lilong clan!"

Li Wushuang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fire. Immediately, he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

The ancestors were so powerful, so he couldn't be too embarrassed!

"Can the peak of the eighth heaven survive the suppression of Blood Palm?!"

Shi Chen was so angry that he was shaking all over. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if he was too vigilant. Perhaps, the suppression of the first blood palm was not as terrible as he imagined.

"do not care!"

When he saw that Lu Xiaolu was about to reach a distance of six thousand feet, Xi Chen could no longer care about his own condition. He gritted his teeth and walked quickly forward.

He doesn't want to suffer unforeseen disasters again and again!

"Wow!"

As Corpse Chen walked six thousand feet, the blood palm condensed, and a blood palm containing terrifying power, mixed with ferocious power, struck at him.

"It must be a bluff, otherwise how could that old guy at the pinnacle of the eighth heaven survive?"

Xi Chen comforted himself in his heart. At this time, the morale of his Zombie clan had plummeted. He had to set an example and revive their morale. He could not let other races see the jokes of his Zombie clan.

"Break it for me!"

Corpse Chen shouted loudly, and under the gazes of shocked eyes, he rushed directly towards the blood palm like a god of war. With that look, he seemed to be using the strongest posture to break open the blood palm and declare his victory.

powerful!

"Bang!"

Under the gazes of one after another, at the moment of contact, Xi Chen's face flushed red, and the next moment, his body was like a ball, and was directly knocked away by the bloody palm.

Zhi Chen, who was falling, wanted to find a crack to get in!

The moment he took the blood palm forcefully, he understood that this blood palm was not a bluff at all. If it were at its peak, he could still withstand it. However, after two consecutive surges of energy and blood, he forced it without adjusting his condition.

If you go to attack, you can't resist the power of the blood palm!

"Brother!"

When the strong men of the Zombie Clan saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise. Several strong men of the Zombie Clan who were nearly five thousand feet away gritted their teeth, jumped up, and caught the latter, only to stop the latter from falling.

potential.

"What a waste!"
Chapter completed!