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Chapter 1736 Bloodline

Chapter 1,736 Bloodline

"I knew it!"

Seeing this scene, Wei Zong's eyes were full of indifference, and he knew that this guy Song Jianming definitely had other trump cards.

At this time, in front of Song Jianming, a golden curse seal suddenly took shape, and then the old Qilin was caught off guard and was directly imprinted into its body. Seeing this scene, the old Qilin was just shaken, and then disappeared.

other consequences.

At this time, Old Qilin also felt a trace of doubt in his huge eyes.

Um?

What happened?

Why do you feel...as if nothing has happened to you?

But the next moment...

It suddenly felt something was wrong, and waves of severe pain suddenly emerged from its body.

This kind of severe pain comes so violently and so violently.

For a moment, in the face of the intense pain, Old Qilin felt that he could no longer bear it, and began to let out an extremely painful neighing sound, and then his body began to roll continuously.

"The feeling of the Demonic Talisman is unpleasant!"

Song Jianming looked at the howling old Qilin with a sneer on his face.

Then, he came to the top of Old Qilin's head, suddenly raised his palm and smashed it down.

He also knew that although the Demon-eating Talisman was very powerful, no matter what, Old Qilin had a strong vitality, so it would be a bit unrealistic to kill him like this.

With the power of the Demonic Talisman, the most it can do is seriously injure Old Qilin.

If you want to kill him completely, you still have to look at yourself.

On the other side, Wei Zong watched all this with cold eyes. Song Jianming... was quite capable, but this old Qilin was not that easy to solve.

other side……

As a monster with Qilin bloodline, it is not that simple. The power of Qilin that is silent in his bloodline is no joke.

therefore……

Wei Zong still stands still.

Even though Song Jianming seemed to have the upper hand, under his attack, Old Qilin's body was already covered in scars and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

At this time, Song Jianming naturally felt the gaze of Wei Zong watching the show.

But he just sneered in his heart and didn't pay much attention.

Before, he was counting on this guy to come over and help, but now it seems... this old Qilin can no longer hold on, and there is no need for this guy to come over and help.

Now that he can't get out, he will wait until he kills the old Qilin before he can deal with that guy.

snort!

With a cold snort in Song Jianming's heart, he became more and more ruthless.

In the face of his powerful power in the realm of gods, even the world would be completely overturned. Old Qilin had already been seriously injured, and it was a bit unbearable at this time.

In the face of Song Jianming's increasingly powerful attacks, the aura on Old Qilin's body has become weaker and weaker, and his vitality has become lower and lower. At first, he could barely fight back against Song Jianming, but now... let alone fight back, he just

He didn't even have the strength to avoid it.

Old Qilin, who was pretending to be dead at first, now seems... as if he is about to die for real.

Wei Zong tilted his head and just watched the constant battle between the two.

"Qilin..."

Wei Zong muttered slightly, and then a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"go to hell!"

At this time, looking at the old Qilin below who had completely lost the power of resistance and whose breathing had become extremely weak, Song Jianming's eyes became particularly cruel. He looked at the old Qilin as if he was looking at his own prey.

"If I kill you, everything on you will be mine. Then... I will be able to reach a higher level!"

Along with Song Jianming's sneer, the ferocious smile on his face has reached its extreme. At this time, in his hands, the fierce and violent surging wind has almost turned into substance, with an extremely terrifying and bloody aura, moving towards

The old unicorn below slammed down.

"die--"

This strong wind is already terrifying to the extreme. If there is no barrier here to resist it, in the outside world, even a mountain will be flattened.

The current old Qilin simply cannot withstand such a terrifying attack.

This blow...

It is very likely that this is the last blow that Old Qilin will face.

Seeing this scene, Old Qilin struggled to open his eyes. It looked like... it was very difficult for him to even open his eyes.

However, under the cover of the fierce wind, Song Jianming may not have noticed that there was not much anger and panic in Old Qilin's eyes, but a trace of ridicule.

"Die..."

Song Jianming was still shouting wildly, and then at this moment, the extremely powerful wind suddenly hit the old Qilin.

However, after suffering all this, the scene in which Song Jianming thought that Old Qilin would be cut into pieces did not appear. Instead, the moment the strong wind came, a violent red light burst out from Old Qilin's body.

Under the intense light, even Wei Zong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's just as I expected...Qilin bloodline..." Wei Zong still sneered. In his eyes, almost every blood vessel of the old Qilin was glowing.

In the blood vessels, blood as broad as a river is constantly rushing, and every rush can carry terrifying power.

This power... does not come from Old Qilin himself, but from the depth of his bloodline.

Under the powerful effect of the power of blood, Old Qilin's originally miserable body healed quickly. In just a short moment, it returned to its original state. Then, while Song Jianming was not paying attention, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth.

, swallowed up Song Jianming in the sky with one mouthful, who still didn’t know what was going on.

Song Jianming was really caught off guard. He didn't even know what was going on. When he realized what was going on, he was already in Old Qilin's belly.

At this time, after the powerful blood power was activated, Old Qilin's belly was like a furnace, completely refining Song Jianming inside.

But at this time, outside, Old Qilin's huge eyes glanced at Wei Zong, and then he did not move, but fell down heavily with a roar.

He is now...

All my heart and soul must be devoted to refining Song Jianming, and as for other matters, I have no mood to care about anything else.

Of course, he didn't have the ability to take care of it.

Because although his injuries have recovered, it was due to the overdraft of his bloodline power. Now, he really doesn't have the strength to move his hands or feet at all.

Therefore, Wei Zong watched the whole play, but no one cared about him at all.

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