Under the clear sky, millions of blood clan troops and the few remaining puppets in the Puppet Spirit Realm surrounded Li Qingming and his party.
After being glanced at by the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor, the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe felt a chill all over his body. He subconsciously moved his steps back, trying to get out of the sight of the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor, but a big hand appeared behind him and held him tightly.
He pressed behind him, and at the same time a voice came into his ears: "Who is he?"
With Jin Jun holding his back tightly, the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe seemed to have regained a new life. He trembled all over and said: "Sirius, I didn't expect that you, an old and immortal person, are not dead yet!"
"How dare you! You stinky bat!" Elder Xiaokong shouted out loud after hearing this, "How dare you talk to the ancestor like this! If the ancestor hadn't taken you in back then and captured some creatures of special bloodline for you,
To continue your bloodline, your clan was exterminated two generations ago!"
"Hahaha, if you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth! Do you think I don't know about the ambition of the Sirius?" The Holy Lord of the Blood Clan laughed sickly and said: "It's just that I want my Blood Clan to work hard for your Sirius Clan! Do you think?
Pretending to continue my bloodline, I will be grateful to you? No, I only have resentment and hatred for you!"
Ancestor Tianlang always had a smiling expression and was not at all angry at the expression of the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe.
But the calmer his face was, the more frightened the Saint Lord of the Blood Race was. He looked at the people standing behind the ancestor of Heavenly Wolf, suddenly his eyes flashed, and said: "Sirius, those are the people you invited to help you take back the Realm Lord.
Help me! Don’t be embarrassed, ask them to raise their heads. Ask me to appreciate them, they are all crooked melons and cracked jujubes."
Hearing this, Li Qingming couldn't bear it any longer and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha……"
The loud laughter pierced the sky and spread far and wide! Although this voice sounded bold, it was extremely harsh in the ears of the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe.
"Hmph, you dare to laugh so unscrupulously in front of this emperor. I think you are really impatient." In order to show that he is indeed not afraid of the ancestor of Sirius, the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe encouraged himself. He even laughed in front of the sky.
A blood-red light point popped up from the face of the wolf ancestor and shot towards Li Qingming.
Li Qingming kept his head down from beginning to end, so others could not see his face clearly, and Li Qingming was too lazy to raise his head.
Sensing the rapid vibration of the air at this moment, Li Qingming suddenly raised his head, and two dazzling green lights shot out from his eyes, hitting the red light spot like lightning.
"Bang!"
A dull roar came. The entire void trembled, and the majestic fluctuations made ripples in circles, boundless.
After the buzzing, Li Qingming finally saw clearly the appearance of the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe in front of him:
I saw him wearing a decent blood-colored robe, his long dark hair shining in the sunlight, and his complexion showing a sickly pale color. On his iron-green face, two ruby-like eyes seemed to be looking for someone.
bite.
Li Qingming rubbed his eyes strangely and said with a smile: "Should I call you the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe? Or should I call you Vampire Cain?"
"Who are you? How do you know the name of this emperor?" The Holy Lord of the Blood Clan's face changed. He looked at Li Qingming's familiar face and thought for a long time. He searched through the memories of two Yanjis, but still did not think of Li Qingming.
Such a person.
"Since you can't remember, let me remind you!" After saying this, Li Qingming paused, clapped his hands gently, and said: "Xiong Da, come out and meet your old friend!"
"Crack!"
A space crack with a height of about ten feet appeared in front of everyone. Through the crack, everyone could see a miniature rockery. On the rockery were countless creatures the size of little fingers. One of them looked simple and honest, and he was carrying a pair of people behind him.
The brown bear with small wings fell from the rockery and became about ten feet long and six feet tall when it hit the ground.
Flapping his little wings and rubbing against Li Qingming's body excitedly, Xiong Da stared at his small mung bean eyes and looked straight ahead to the left.
Looking at the Holy Lord of the Vampire Tribe again, almost the moment he saw Xiong Da, he activated the blood energy in his body without even thinking. A piece of golden light suddenly erupted from his body and turned into a golden bat the size of a fist. He turned around and ran away.
.
"Hey, I saw this guy again!" Xiong Da grinned, flapped his small wings, turned into a brown rainbow, and chased after him.
Everyone was stunned by this scene and didn't know what was going on. When they reacted, the figures of Xiong Da and the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe had disappeared into the distance.
"What's going on? The Holy Lord has so much power and his cultivation has reached the peak of a saint. Why is he so afraid of a beast?"
"I don't know. Over the years, no bear creature that has entered the technological maze has escaped with its life!"
All the vampire armies were talking about each other. Without the bloodline suppression from the Holy Lord of the vampire clan, these restless bats were once again ready to move.
"Brother, what's going on? What Holy Lord, Cain's?" Li Qingquan turned to look at Li Qingming, a little confused.
Everyone also cast curious glances at him. Compared to this, the hundreds of thousands of troops who were eyeing him eagerly seemed to be nothing to worry about.
Li Qingming looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Although I don't know what experience this so-called Holy Lord of the Blood Clan has, I did see it a calamity or two ago, and it even almost destroyed the Zhongtian World where they live.
, the medieval world!”
"Fellow Daoist, you are joking!" Tianlang laughed and said, "When I picked him up two years ago, he was not only seriously injured, but also in urgent need of blood power!"
Li Qingming said: "He was seriously injured because I kicked him. That year all three of my corpses were killed, and it was just a Daluo Jinxian. As for why it appeared two years ago, and its hair became
If it’s black, then I don’t know!”
"This is consistent. Back then, he really only had the cultivation level of Da Luo Jin Fairyland!" Tianlang touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"Bang!"
At this moment, there was a roar on the ground not far away. The bear was holding something in its big paws. It stood up and ran back like lightning. This wind-like monster appeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.
When he got closer, everyone saw clearly that the thing in the claws turned out to be the Holy Lord of the Blood Tribe.
The history of many years ago was repeated! I saw that the Holy Lord, who was originally handsome and handsome, now had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and there was even a trace of rainbow-colored blood on the corner of his mouth. His thighs were twitching unconsciously, telling how miserable he had just been.
of abuse.
"Master!" He threw the Holy Master aside as if he was claiming credit. The bear ran up to Li Qingming's side, and flapped his little wings excitedly, which made people feel an inexplicable feeling.
of joy.
But when they saw the Holy Lord of the Vampire Race lying on the ground, obviously taking in a lot of air but not releasing a lot of air, they all shuddered and thought to themselves: "This guy is just a ferocious beast covered in bearskin!"
Patting Xiong Da's head, Li Qingming stepped forward, kicked the Holy Lord of the Blood Clan in the face, and said, "How is it? This method of recalling is a good one, isn't it? Lord Cain!"
"Devil, why is that demon here?" Cain's whole body was shaking, and his voice clearly contained fear that seeped into his heart and lungs.
Li Qingming's eyes were cold and he said: "This is the question I want to ask you! What happened after I left the medieval world?"
Cain's pupils shrank and said: "Kill me!"
"Okay!" Li Qingming was furious. He originally thought that this guy had been frightened by the bear, but he didn't expect to be so stubborn! Well, since he is not afraid of death, let's just search for his soul.
Thinking of this, Li Qingming moved his right hand slightly in the space twice, and then lightly tapped Cain's Heavenly Spirit Cap.
"Let him go!" At this moment, a taciturn Jin Jun moved, and it was a killing move. The immeasurable power of Jin Xing's rules spurted out, turning into a sharp steel spear in mid-air, aiming at
Li Qingming stabbed him in the chest.
Before he even got there, Li Qingming could already feel the sharp energy, and for a moment, hairs started to appear on his skin.
"Hmph, you are not worthy of my elder brother's action. I'm here to meet you!" Li Qingquan snorted coldly, and his soul instantly appeared, and the majestic power rose into the sky, like a vast ocean, pressing on Jin Jun.
At the same time, he pinched the sword in his hand and pointed to the sky with one hand. A jade-purifying divine thunder was drawn down and struck straight at the golden steel spear.
"Gulu!"
The Yuqing True Essence carried majestic power and suddenly erupted at the moment it collided with the steel gun, tightly wrapping it around the steel gun and completely melting it.
"What a fierce attack!" Jin Jun raised his eyebrows, and an evil aura rose into the sky, competing with the momentum released by Li Qingquan.
"Boom!"
The two majestic pressures can be said to be a match for a good match and a good talent.
Behind Jin Jun, a bright black light rose up. The black light was evil and mixed with the power of the rules of gold to turn into a green-skinned demon king with sharp fangs and fierce momentum.
The moment the vision first appeared, Jin Jun's power suddenly became violent, his demonic power was overwhelming, and his momentum more than doubled.
"Are you the only one who has a natal vision?" Li Qingquan laughed ferociously, and with a shudder, the rich black and white colors rose into the sky, and transformed into a huge sky-swallowing cat bear on the sky. The yin and yang energy was rich and boundless.
The power of devouring rules spreads to the surroundings unscrupulously.
"What?" Jin Jun was shocked, "What kind of mythical beast is this? Such a majestic power of swallowing rules is even stronger than the thousands of element-swallowing armadillos on the King of Heaven!"
"Catch him!" In an instant, Jin Jun set the tone.
The one who had the same idea as Jin Jun was Mu Jun, who was standing beside the master of Xuan Kong Realm.
Looking at Li Qingquan greedily, Mu Jun licked his lips and whispered: "If the rules of swallowing him are analyzed, then I am afraid that except Tiger King, no one else will be my opponent! Catch him, you must catch him