The old monster under the bloodline seal has gained strength.
With just a slight raise of his disdainful eyes, the super pressure of the Eighth Grade Immortal Sect instantly shattered.
It's that easy, it's that simple.
I didn't even bother to look at it.
I have to sigh, how strong is this guy?
Crush any strong person in Tianwu Continent?
What about the strong men of the Gu family?
Is this also true?
If a strong person from the Immortal Sect could do it so easily, it would definitely not be too difficult for the Immortal Emperor.
If the power of the old monster can be inherited, then the Gu family...can crush it to death with one hand, right?
now.
Long Xiao is thinking about this. He only has one goal now, Wu Qianxue!
He didn't move after being crushed by pressure.
Still pretending to be too scared to move after being crushed.
He is waiting!
Wait for Wu Qianxue to pounce.
Wu Qianxue was extremely fast and rushed towards Long Xiao's neck.
Looking at her stunning face, Long Xiao sighed in his heart, "It's a pity, it's a pity that you are my enemy, otherwise I would really want to ride such a beautiful girl!"
I have to say that Wu Qianxue is really beautiful.
It's just...no matter how beautiful she is, she has to die.
The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!
The moment Wu Qianxue pounced down, the dragon knife burst into flames.
The power of pure Yang surged crazily, rushed to the sky, and turned into a pure Yang dragon.
"Chun Yang, a dragon!"
"cut!"
The dragon sword struck down hard.
Mo Wu's eyes narrowed as fast as needles, and he grinned and let out a ferocious roar, "Ah ah ah..."
Blood spurted out from his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears.
Bleeding from the seven orifices.
Using too much forward force, his body was almost uncontrollable.
He wanted to use coercion to crush Long Xiao, but it was impossible.
Seeing Long Xiao slashing at Wu Qianxue with his sword, he almost went crazy, "Qianxue, hide... hide!"
too close.
There's no way to avoid it.
and.
Wu Qianxue's eyes were shining with blood, and the evil thoughts deep in her heart were at work. She wanted to kill Long Xiao too much, too much, too much.
so.
She tried her best and rushed forward.
"Cross!"
Chunyang was chopped down vertically by a dragon.
Cut it off from Wu Qianxue's eyebrow.
"ah……"
"ah……"
Wu Qianxue screamed like a ghost.
The Blood God Ancestor in her body was in even more pain and began to tremble rapidly.
pain!
Extreme pain.
Wu Qianxue stared at Long Xiao and shouted: "Long Xiao..."
Long Xiao said coldly, "What do you want your father to do?"
"ah……"
Wu Qianxue let out a sharp roar and wanted to go one step further.
Long Xiao didn't stop at all. After cutting off the 'Chunyang Dragon', he added it with another knife. He stopped when he saw the blood tank on top of Wu Qianxue's head bottoming out with a 'swish' sound.
but.
He was still worried.
The Blood Immortal species is too perverted.
As long as there is a drop of her blood alive, she can be resurrected.
The system had reminded him.
If you want to completely kill the blood god species, you need to purify the power of evil. Although the power of pure Yang is the nemesis of evil attributes.
However, it cannot evolve evil powers.
In other words, if Wu Qianxue still has a drop of blood somewhere else, she can still live again.
Long Xiao stared at Wu Qianxue.
Everyone also looked at her.
The blood volume has bottomed out and returned to zero.
His whole body began to slowly crack, and his body peeled off piece by piece, as if a statue was shattered.
During this period, the system did not sound a beep.
Long Xiao held the dragon knife tightly with both hands and stared at Wu Qianxue's body. He felt very unhappy and said, "Are you not dead again?"
suddenly.
"ah……"
A sharp roar.
A streak of blood shot into the sky from Wu Qianxue's chest.
When Long Xiao saw this, he said solemnly, "Immortal species, blood god ancestor?"
"Want to leave?"
"Can I let you go?"
The dragon knife in his hand ignited the pure Yang flame again, and slashed at the blood god ancestor immortal seed that flew out.
"ah……"
The Blood God Immortal also let out a scream.
at this time.
There is also a blood groove on its head.
The blood volume of the immortal seed!
Long Xiao's eyes flashed and he said excitedly: "If I kill you, I want to see how she can be resurrected!"
If the Blood Immortal Seed cannot return to Wu Qianxue's body, then Wu Qianxue will not be able to be resurrected even if she has blood essence hidden elsewhere.
If all the immortals are dead, how can she be resurrected?
Resurrection with what?
He picked up the dragon knife and slashed again, and the blood god was chopped down.
Sudden.
A voice came out.
"Mo Wu, what are you doing?"
"Quickly stop him!"
This sound...
It wasn't Wu Qianxue's voice, nor was it a woman's, but a rich man's voice.
"Well?"
"What's going on with this fairy?"
Long Xiao was a little confused. It stands to reason that even if the Blood Immortal Seed leaves Wu Qianxue's body, it will still make Wu Qianxue's voice, and it will definitely not be someone else's voice.
This voice...
It was obviously the voice of an old man.
Could it be that Wu Qianxue is a man?
I bother!
impossible things.
The only explanation may be that this fairy species has more than one host!
Long Xiao was very confused, and the other disciples of the Haotian Immortal Sect were also confused.
but.
Mo Wu knew it very well in his heart. He reacted quickly and stopped using coercion. He rushed out in one step and pinched Long Xiao's throat with both hands. "Boy, take your life!"
"Bang, bang, bang..."
There were a series of explosions around Mo Wu's body.
He didn't use magic.
No need to pressure.
Instead, use the pure power of the Eighth Grade Immortal Sect.
He wanted to twist off Long Xiao's head.
Extremely fast.
Long Xiao raised his eyes, but before the knife could cut down, a strong wind blew up.
"Click!"
A big hand grabbed my throat.
Suddenly, it became difficult to breathe.
Both eyes must be certain.
Mo Wu Qiqiao appeared in front of him with a bloody and furious look, and roared, "Death!"
Also at this moment.
The dragon knife in Long Xiao's hand dropped and landed directly on the trembling Blood Immortal. "If I die, he will die too!"
Mo Wu's eyes moved, and when he saw the trembling Blood God Immortal, his body couldn't help but tremble.
He didn't move.
He didn't dare to take risks.
because.
If the blood god seed is gone, his life will definitely not be saved.
Mo Wu lowered his voice angrily and said: "Put away your knife, I will spare your life."
Long Xiao said coldly: "Let go of your claws first."
Mo Wu slowly loosened his hand and stared at Long Xiao, absolutely not letting Long Xiao move.
"Boy, take your knife away."
The corner of Long Xiao's mouth curled up slightly, and he carefully swallowed a large bottle of healing pills. His blood volume recovered a lot, and then he smiled coldly and said, "Call daddy to hear it!"
Mo Wu's eyes almost burst out.
The dragon knife in Long Xiao's hand dropped slightly, "Do you want to scream?"
Mo Wu gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "Dad."
"Son, weird!"
Long Xiao grinned.
Mo Wu's face was ashen and his heart was filled with rage.
but.
Also at this moment.
The dragon knife in Long Xiao's hand suddenly slashed down, "Blood God Immortal, die!"