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Chapter 1242 Little Brother (4)

"Old...Boss, really, is it you?" Xiang Wuji shook all over and looked at Chen Changsheng with red eyes.

"What do you think?" Chen Changsheng glanced at him, turned to look at the Xuesha Ancestor opposite, and smiled, saying, "The Bloodsha Ancestor, are you bringing these cats and dogs to bully my little brother?"

"A cat, dog?"

"My little brother."

Swish!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, a cat, a dog, and hundreds of Emperor Realm powerhouses standing with the Blood Evil Ancestor, he was immediately in an uproar and looked at Chen Changsheng with anger. His terrifying murderous intent emanated from them, and they all looked at Chen Changsheng with their hands ready to look at him.

Like the Blood Evil Ancestor, they are both powerful people with the imperial realm of cultivation.

Moreover, there are many sects, descendants, genius disciples, and Kun clans from the ancient clan? In their opinion, even Kun Jiujiuji is not enough. A little boy from the Heavenly Destiny Realm dares to humiliate them in public. If he does not fight back, if today's incident is spread, these people will not be able to look up and become human in the immortal world of the heavens in the future.

"Little beast, what are you talking about? Who is the cat and the dog?" An old man at the third level of the Emperor Realm condensed his eyes, and his powerful soul power instantly exploded from him.

Bang, bang, bang...

The other people also sacrificed all their magic weapons, but the Blood Evil Ancestor was not taking action yet, so they were patient for the time being.

After all, Chen Changsheng is very closely related to the Kun clan. If it were not forbidden, they would not want to completely break up with the Kun clan. Compared with the Blood Evil clan, their background and background are several points lower.

"Hmph, little beast, it seems that you are tired of living. I don't even take Kun Jiuji seriously. As for you..." The Blood Evil Ancestor raised his eyelids, sneered gloomy, and said, "The sworn brother of Kun Jiuzhou's son, since you don't know the world is high, then I will teach you how to be a human being today."

Boom!

The sea of ​​blood on the body of the Blood Evil Ancestor rolled up, and the ancient Blood Evil Pearl swept over Chen Changsheng with a buzzing sound. The vast aura enveloped everyone present.

"Old...Boss, be careful, that is the blood-demon ancient holy bead." Xiang Wuji said anxiously.

"Boy Chen, hurry up, get out of here."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Kun Jiuji roared and was about to take action when he saw Chen Changsheng's figure swaying. He went up to the Blood Evil Ancient Saint Pearl without retreating, sneering, and said, "Hmph, Blood Evil Old Ghost, I want to take a look today. What is the most powerful thing about this bead in your Blood Evil clan."

"The Emperor's God's Fist..."

Slut a sex!

Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and the surging fist intention exploded from him. Before the blood-defeating ancient holy bead was crushed, the phantom of the ancient emperor behind him turned into a stream of light and rushed over.

"Bang."

More than a dozen fist shadows hit the blood-demon ancient holy bead, making a loud sound like a shocking sound.

The ancient holy bead shook twice, without any effect.

"Well? The ancient emperor's boxing technique." The Blood Evil Ancestor raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Changsheng with a sneer, saying, "Although the boxing technique is not bad, it's a pity that it only makes the pearl dust when it falls into your hands. If you are at the second or third level of the Emperor Realm, this Ancestor may still be afraid of you. But you are only at the Heavenly Destiny Realm. Even if you have the most powerful magical gaze, it will be in your hands..."

"A broken bead, I need magical powers to crush it?" Chen Changsheng sneered twice, his momentum condensed, and he reached out and grabbed the ancient holy bead of the Blood Evil Ancestor.

"Old, boss, you're crazy. That's the Blood Evil Ancient Holy Pearl. As long as you get close to it, you will suck the essence, blood and soul on your body." Xiang Wuji roared uneasy with a pale face.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's actions, Kun Jiuji's brows frowned suddenly.

The broken bone tower is still vivid in my mind.

"Elder Nine... Nine Nine, the second young master wouldn't want to use his body to resist the ancient holy beads of the blood-evil old ghost?" The middle-aged Kun clan standing next to Kun Jiuji said with a look of shock.

"It should be." Kun Jiuji said with an ugly expression.

"this……"

After listening to Kun Jiuji's words, the more than a dozen Kun tribesmen fell silent.

Although Chen Changsheng's body shocked them, the ancient sage pearl was extraordinary and a treasure of the Blood Evil Clan. Compared with the Xuanbone Tower of the Demon Refining Liu Family, it is definitely not a little bit powerful.

"Crush the ancient holy bead?" The Blood Demon Ancestor was stunned for a long time before looking at Chen Changsheng with a strange look on his face. He was shocked and said, "Little beast, since you want to die yourself, it's no wonder I am, haha... Kun Jiuji, you have to testify for me. This kid's death has nothing to do with me."

"Is that true?" Chen Changsheng raised his eyelids.

"Click."

He was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, he saw that the ancient sage bead of the Blood Evil Ancestor had already fallen into its hand. Not to mention two or three meters, Chen Changsheng now had already pulled it into the palm of his hand.

This extremely evil bead was unable to suck the essence, blood and soul of his body.

"Blood... Blood Evil, the beads you brought are fake, right?" The middle-aged man standing next to the Blood Evil Ancestor, swallowed his saliva with an incredible look on his face.

"No, it's impossible." The Blood Demon Ancestor was trembling all over, looking at Chen Changsheng with a terror on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "You...how could you resist the power of the ancient holy bead?"

"Ancient Holy Pearl?" Chen Changsheng sneered twice, and did not speak. Instead, he turned around and looked at the turtle soul not far away, and smiled and said, "Little thing, this thing is pretty good, I'll give it to you."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Chen Changsheng threw out the Blood Evil Ancient Holy Pearl. Hearing his good words, the Turtle Soul's eyes lit up immediately. It was very clear that something that could be evaluated by Chen Changsheng like this would definitely not be wrong.

The ancient sage bead flew over.

When he was seventy or eighty meters away from the Taoist Taoist of Shenmu, the latter had already felt that the power condensed on the ancient blood-demon sage bead was not something it could withstand. If he was not careful, his residual soul would disappear.

Before the Blood Evil Ancient Saint Pearl approached, the Taoist Shenmu, who was standing with the Turtle Soul, fled into the distance with a whoosh, cursed, and said, "Chun...Boy Chen, do you want to kill me?"

"Yaaa." Hearing the swearing of Taoist Shenmu, Turtle Soul looked at it with contempt, turned his head and rushed towards the Blood Evil Ancient Holy Bead. In the eyes of the mung beans, they were not afraid of this evil bead at all. Instead, they looked excited and saliva flowed all over the floor.
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