"You can think of it even if you get rid of your blood..."

"How can the emperor-level bloodline be called to be withdrawn, just withdrawn..."

"Yes, have you forgotten the rules of the third plane..."

The words of Zhao Shanhe and the Poison Venerable made everyone in front of them remember everything that was so strict in the third plane.

People like Xu Ming who are born to use the imperial bloodline and have successful enlightenment will definitely become the future leader of all of them as long as they are not born dead.

After leaving the third plane for a long time, those who specialize in bloodlines seem to have forgotten their surrender and respect for the imperial bloodlines in their bones.

In fact, the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce has been preserved to this day, and it has long been divided into two factions.

At this time, the advocated attacking Xu Ming was after the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce was replaced by the Cultivation Alliance, and then from the third plane, he came to the Jiuzhou of the Ten Thousand Realms through some special way.

"Wu Xinghe, are you so crazy that you are not heavy? That's the emperor's bloodline, and our king personally took action to activate the spirit. Do you dare to disobey the king's words..."

The look on the face of the Poison Venerable is naturally not good-looking. As veterans of the Blood Chamber of Commerce, they naturally have the right to speak.

Besides, the White Emperor is there, which naturally makes those members of the Blood Chamber of Commerce who were originally like attacking Xu Ming and are afraid of being attacked.

However, all of this was changed with the arrival of Wu Xinghe. This envoy who was the third plane will by others stood on the opposite side of Baidi and Poison Venerable.

Wu Xinghe looks ordinary, but his face is filled with a domineering momentum.

Compared to this, it has a great relationship with the blood in his body. Wu Xinghe, who heard this, showed a little disdain on his face.

"Don't use any imperial bloodline to suppress me. Don't you know that the old saying that the person who is not my race will have different hearts?"

"This person was not originally a member of my third plane, and the imperial bloodline in his body was originally a product of me and the third plane."

"At present, Wu Xinghe, took it away, which is not contrary to our clan's in the end."

"We plane pioneers are originally carrying the burden of revitalizing bloodlines, but you are waiting for the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce to be destroyed. Even our tribesmen are chased and killed by those stinky monks like dogs, and even even used as slaves for people to take over the body."

"Also, how do you prove that you are not a spy from the Nine Provinces of the Ten Thousand Realms? I think you and the Poison Venerable know better than me about the matter of taking over the body."

Wu Xinghe's meaning is self-evident. He said so cleverly that Zhao Shanhe, the Poison Venerable and even the White Emperor were all turned into black and white as the spy who was taken over by the Nine Provinces of the Worlds.

"Wu Xinghe, what do you mean by this!"

Obviously, Zhao Shanhe was furious when he heard this. He had always seen Wu Xinghe, who always regarded himself as a plane messenger, didn't like him. But today he turned around and called him, the Poison Venerable and Baidi, a spy from another race.

How could he be able to stop suffering from this great humiliation? He saw bloody patterns flowing in his body in an instant.

The patterns kept entangled in his chest, forming a picture of a strange beast roaring. Zhao Shanhe was originally an expert in body refining, and with the various opportunities in the Nine States of the Ten Thousand Worlds, his strength was already different from the past.

He did not understand any Tao like Baidi, but at this moment, his brute force was already rare in the entire Bloodline Chamber of Commerce.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly pulled away, but Wu Xinghe's face still looked calm.

At this time, Zhao Shanhe, who was nourished by innate spiritual energy, was no longer as stretched as before on earth, and he could only give him a punch without saying anything.

The domineering fist hit hard in front of him, and the harsh sound of the sonic boom turned into an unrivaled strong wind and attacked the Wu Xinghe.

Seeing this, the latter did not dodge or avoid it, and allowed the sharp wind to hit the body hard.

Immediately, the moment the two came into contact, the tingling sound of flesh and blood that made the scalp numb and the sound of flesh came.

Bang!

However, Zhao Shanhe's punch could not even force out a single blood-reverse blow, and Zhao Shanhe's face was obviously shocked.

The Poison Venerable beside him couldn't help but widen his eyes, because there were not many people who could take Zhao Shanhe's punch so calmly.

Because Zhao Shanhe had already had the strength to threaten the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage at this time, and his tough body could even fight with the monks in the Cave Void Stage.

But together, even Wu Xinghe's flesh could not be broken, and even a white mark could not be left on him.

Zhao Shanhe's surprise naturally affected his fist strength and momentum, and at this time, a sneer and murderous intent flashed across Wu Xinghe's face.

A momentum that penetrated the body slowly spread out with its center.

"This is...."

"This is actually Wang Ji's bloodline!!"

"What, the King Ji Bloodline, second only to the Emperor's bloodline!"

Just before Zhao Shanhe could come back to his senses, his chest and abdomen were in pain, and then the unrivaled force completely shattered his heart veins without saying anything.

The next second, several mouthfuls of blood were irresistible from his mouth.

If his body had not become extremely tough under the tempering of bloodlines, I am afraid that Wu Xinghe would have let Zhao Shanhe meet the King of Hell on the spot if he punched him.

But this was not the end. Wu Xinghe, who was in power, then punched him hard on Zhao Shanhe's head.

Feeling the pressure and sharp energy that came to the sky spirit in a blink of an eye, Zhao Shanhe's eyes turned blood red in an instant, and then, the force that came from somewhere was actually a desperate punch to Wu Xinghe in front of him.

The two were so close that Zhao Shanhe finally obtained powerful force before his death to force Wu Xinghe back.

Although this punch caused the blood and blood in Wu Xinghe's body to surging slightly, this could not change the ending of Zhao Shanhe's body's death.

However, at this moment, the sloppy old man, Poison Venerable, finally took action, and a sweet and fragrant wind suddenly came from the air with a wave of his sleeve.

This sudden fragrance contained hundreds of special poisons. The people around him were caught off guard and sucked in a little. He suddenly felt that his throat was tightly held by an invisible pair of big hands.

However, Wu Xinghe did not come forward recklessly. After all, he could not underestimate the methods of this poisonous priest.

Just in such a slight delay, the Poison Venerable took Zhao Shanhe away quickly with one hand.

At this time, when he used his full strength to perform his body skills, he was as terrifying as his use of poison.

"Honor...Honor...This time...I'm afraid..."

At this moment, the blood in Zhao Shanhe's eyes, whose blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth, had slightly decreased. At this time, his eyes were apologetic and difficult to speak to the Poison Venerable who was running wildly with his own way.

"Stop talking nonsense, you kid can't die, otherwise that kid Xu Ming wouldn't scold me to death..."

"Xu Ming..."

At this time, Zhao Shanhe, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, had the same blurred figure in his mind.

But if he couldn't see clearly, his consciousness would have been swallowed by the darkness spreading like water.

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Chapter completed!