The blood essence and blood of the vampires have been exhausted.
There are still forty-nine acupuncture points on Long Xiaoshan's head that are not lit.
I didn't expect that the Blood Demon Sutra would be so difficult as it went to the back. The blood essence and blood of the five great blood clan dukes could not light up all the acupuncture points.
The path of cultivation is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
No wonder the realm of gods is so rare.
And Long Xiaoshan always chooses the most difficult path.
Both "The Secret of Immortality" and "The Blood Demon Sutra" are supreme methods, far more difficult than ordinary methods, but at the same time much more powerful. "The Secret of Immortality" can condense the true essence during the Qi refining period.
The "Blood Demon Sutra" is also extremely abnormal and can absorb the power of blood in the blood.
Although he did not complete the Blood Demon Sutra this time, he has finally condensed the embryonic form of the essence flower. Every time he exhales and inhales, Long Xiaoshan feels as if there is the heart of an ancient god hidden in his body. Every time it beats, the earth shakes.
Trembling.
The strength increased dramatically.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes shot out a sharp cold light.
Looking towards the White Hall.
It is the center of London, and it is also the hub of the operation of this huge empire, connecting the Houses of Parliament and Downing Street. The Ministry of Defence, Foreign Affairs, Home Office, Admiralty and other departments are all here.
He suddenly rose into the sky, pushing the Blood Demon Sutra to its limit.
boom!
The terrifying power of blood directly tore the night sky apart, turning the entire night sky in London extremely bright red. The dark red moonlight spilled down and reflected on Long Xiaoshan's body.
Wow!
Two huge wings were spread out. The wings were blood red and covered with light golden lines.
Long Xiaoshan absorbed all the essence and blood of the six vampire dukes.
The blood power of the blood clan in his body has reached the limit of a duke, and has begun to evolve to a higher level. At the same time, it mixes with the blood power of the eight-armed crocodile dragon, causing him to undergo mutations.
The original silver scales on both feet and arms turned into crystal red like blood diamonds, like armor, covering the entire body, with ferocious bone spurs protruding from the shoulders, elbows, and spine.
The sharp claws are like blood-red scimitars.
In the night light flashes a breathtaking enchantment.
In sharp contrast to his demonic body is Long Xiaoshan's handsome and enchanting face, which looks like a combination of an angel and a devil.
After a few breaths, Long Xiaoshan stepped over the White Hall.
The thick bloody light rolled around, turning the entire Whitehall Street into a red. Long Xiaoshan stared at the tall British Parliament building below, as well as many central British institutions.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It's time for the British princes to see the power of our monks."
Long Xiaoshan holds the dark blood axe.
Although this dark blood ax was defeated by Long Xiaoshan's divine light, it was still an artifact of the blood clan. Even if the devil's power was not sacrificed, it was still an indestructible spiritual weapon-level battle axe.
The violent blood power poured into the dark blood axe.
Stimulated by the powerful power of blood, the dark blood ax shined red like the scorching sun.
Long Xiaoshan roared wildly.
Holding the dark blood ax high, he slashed down with his body. A dazzling blood rainbow fell from the sky and struck the Whitehall Street. In an instant, the ground cracked and the whole London seemed to be shaking.
The terrifying shock wave rushed to both sides of the street along the cracks in the earth.
The buildings on Whitehall Street were shaking like straw in the wind, all the glass was shattered, the trees on both sides were uprooted, and all the cars parked on the roadside flew up and smashed into the buildings on both sides.
The smoke and dust kicked up billowed, flooding the entire block.
As the center of the UK.
The defense here is so tight.
But Long Xiaoshan's action was too fast, and the defense here had no time to activate. After Long Xiaoshan fell, the piercing siren sounded throughout London.
Whitehall is under attack!
Whitehall is under attack!
The entire London Royal Police, the Security Bureau, the Intelligence Bureau, and the Royal Garrison were all frightened by the alarm like ants on a hot pot. The gentlemen who were hiding under the covers jumped up after hearing the call.
Someone actually dared to attack the center of the entire British Empire.
You must know that the importance of Whitehall is even higher than that of Buckingham Palace. After all, Britain is now a parliamentary system, and the parliamentarians are the real power holders in Britain. The royal power is more symbolic.
What's more, there are so many important British departments in Whitehall.
What if there was a terrorist attack on Whitehall.
Then I'm afraid the whole UK will be paralyzed.
Countless police and troops rushed to Whitehall, and even fighter jets and tanks entered the streets of London. Faced with the central attack, the defense of the British Empire was completely activated and entered a state of first-level combat readiness.
Howling Typhoon fighter jets streaked across the night sky, and the rumble of tanks and armored vehicles shook the streets.
The whole of London was alarmed.
Countless people leaned out of the windows, looking panicked.
As citizens of the British Empire, they have been at peace for too long and have not encountered such a large battle for decades. It seems like they have returned to the time of the World War.
The streets near Whitehall have already been blocked off.
Troops and police rushed to Whitehall.
At this time, the smoke and dust subsided slightly, and everyone looked at Whitehall Street in shock. A huge crack tore the entire Whitehall Street apart. This crack was thousands of meters long and bottomless. Whitehall Street was completely destroyed.
disappeared.
On both sides of the street, the Parliament Building, the National Defense Building, the Navy Building, and the Interior Building were all swaying, the walls were covered with cracks, and the glass, not to mention, was all shattered.
If it weren't for these buildings, which are all British hubs and are made of the strongest materials and specifications and can withstand bomb attacks, I'm afraid all of these buildings would have collapsed.
But fortunately.
It is late at night now, and all the British princes have gone home to rest.
Only a small number of people on duty prevented a large number of casualties.
But even so, the British gentlemen were so scared that they were sweating coldly and terrified.
Everyone roared.
"What about the Intelligence Bureau? What do you do for a living? How come there are terrorists attacking here? There is no news at all, and the budget of billions of pounds every year is fed to pigs."
"The Security Bureau, the Royal Police, you are all eating shit."
"Hurry up and catch the attacker."
All the congressmen and senior officials were furious.
Suddenly, blood mist rolled into the air, like blood flames, making the sky red, and a terrifying pressure enveloped all directions.
In the smoke and dust that filled the sky, a blood-red figure stepped out of the sky. It gradually became clearer. Seeing the blood-red figure that looked like a demon, for a moment, everyone's throats felt as if they were stuck.
"Who is this?"
"Could it be that he attacked Whitehall?"
Long Xiaoshan's current form was so fierce, like a demon crawling out of hell, that many police officers could not even hold their guns steady.
Intelligence Director Camus suddenly shrank his eyes, and he lost his voice: "Long Xiaoshan?"
