My brother is dead, what's the point of taking his life?
If a woman is dead, what's the use of her life?
If a loved one is dead, what's the point of taking his life?
If... the power inherited from ancient times and the world of dragon coffin cultivation make him become the lone star of the evil spirits, destined to die alone all his life, and no one around him will have a good ending, it is better to die!
From Tianwu Continent to now.
None of his brothers, family members, or girls he liked had a good ending.
They all died tragically because of him.
Now……
The Eight Great Vajras diverted the soul blood from his body and backfired. If the fate of the eight of them was to die protecting him, then Long Fei would not want to live alone.
So, he went crazy.
This time he was not as crazy as before, and Long Fei was extremely calm.
Ten drops of soul blood can't kill you, so use a hundred drops, a thousand drops, or ten thousand drops, and release all the power in your body that can be converted into soul blood.
As for the consequences?
Isn't it just death?
Death, can there be any other way to die?
Anyway, he knew he wouldn't survive since he filmed Qiyao Blood Prison and failed in Qiyao Blood Moon Tribulation.
If you don’t do one thing, you won’t stop doing the other thing.
Just play big!
The soul blood marks all over his body were densely packed. Long Fei's phantom body was like a body full of tattoos, and every soul blood mark shone with a dazzling light.
strength……
It was unbelievable that his shadow could not withstand the power.
The aura of power crushed the One Hundred Thousand Planes to the point of being unable to move, causing the outer realms beyond the One Hundred Thousand Planes and even countless planes in the Hongmeng World to tremble.
and……
The Celestial Clan that controls Hongmeng World are also trembling.
Heavenly Palace.
Violent shaking.
"What a powerful force!"
"What happened in the netherworld?"
Emperor Xuan opened his eyes that had been closed for hundreds of years and spoke softly.
The shaking Heavenly Palace also stabilized instantly.
An old man in white knelt on the ground and said: "It's not clear yet, but the disciple has sent people to investigate."
Emperor Xuan closed his eyes slightly again and said: "The release of soul blood from ancient inherited power is just...the release of this kind of soul blood should self-destruct."
"No need to check!"
"Anyway, if you die, this inheritance should also disappear."
Finished.
Emperor Xuan's eyes closed again.
Then the old man in white said: "Disciple, I obey."
Everyone is weird.
What kind of power can make countless planes tremble, even affecting the planes in Hongmeng World?
Others don't know.
But the Celestial Clan, who control the power of ancient inheritance, know it very well.
Soul blood power.
Moreover, thousands, tens of thousands of soul blood powers are released. There is only one outcome for this kind of situation, death!
No one can withstand the backlash of this kind of soul blood.
nobody!
At this moment……
An old man in sackcloth came up, counted with his fingers, and said softly: "There are disciples of our Heavenly Clan's bloodline there."
The old man in white's eyes moved and he said: "Since you are a disciple of the Heavenly Clan's bloodline, you cannot die even if the powerful soul blood power explodes."
The old man in sackcloth said: "I understand."
Turn around and disappear.
…
"boom!"
There was a violent roar on Long Fei's body.
A moment.
The young man was directly crushed to his knees and was crushed by the roar.
Kneeling on the ground, unable to move at all.
but!
There is still no damage number floating above his head, and it is still the same as before, unable to cause damage that reduces blood volume.
The blood volume remains unchanged.
He won't die.
No matter how hard it is crushed, it will still be the same.
This is a flaw!
It is also a flaw in the system.
The young man's head was so crushed that he could not lift it up. His throat was hoarse and he said fiercely: "Long Fei, you can't kill me at all. No matter how powerful your soul blood power is, you can't kill me. Do you understand?"
"We, the Heavenly Clan, are so high above the world. I am an immortal existence in this lower world."
Long Fei's huge body moved and flew vertically from the sky.
The body is burning with red flames.
The sky sank.
After sinking and breaking again, the land of the Battlefield under his body cracked crazily, one big piece after another, like the end of the world.
"Can't be killed?"
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Long Fei roared.
There is no absolute immortality in this world.
Isn’t the Lord God of One Hundred Thousand Planes powerful?
The master.
He is also afraid of death.
What about the Celestial Clan?
Not to mention the disciples with the blood of the Celestial Clan, even Emperor Xuan, the strongest member of the Celestial Clan, will still die.
No one is immortal!
Long Fei doesn't believe in the so-called immortality, he believes in power. The so-called immortality is just that his power is not strong enough. It is like a defense. If your power cannot break the defense, that is immortality.
Ten drops of soul blood are not powerful enough.
What about the power of ten thousand drops of soul blood?
Seeing a ball of extremely violent flames crushing down, the young man's throat became dry, his mind trembled, his body kept shaking, and he felt uncertain.
The bloodline of the Heavenly Clan is supreme.
In this lower realm there is immortality.
But!
The power that Long Fei exploded was terrifying.
The young man shouted solemnly: "Ah..."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There were violent explosions all over the world.
Many dead planet planes in the void were not protected by any laws and directly collapsed into ashes.
One hundred thousand planes are also rapidly collapsing.
And this punch.
Long Fei directly hit the mark of ancient inheritance between the young man's eyebrows.
This power...
Earth-shaking, unparalleled.
The young man's body was directly blasted into the center of the battlefield, and the ancient mark of the beast on his eyebrows screamed, and the mark shattered.
The young man also screamed like a slaughtering pig.
at the same time!
A number floated above his head.
A bright red number.
"—999999999999"
More than 990 billion damages!
The blood tank on the young man's head bottomed out instantly, leaving only the last drop of blood.
One trillion blood volume!
Horrible beyond imagination.
I have never encountered a boss with so much HP.
Is this the so-called Celestial Clan boss?
wrong!
He is just a disciple with the bloodline of the Celestial Clan. An ordinary disciple who cannot be ordinary, but has a trillion blood volume.
terrible.
What is the blood volume of the strongest person in the Tian clan?
now.
Long Fei didn't think too much. He looked at the last drop of blood of the young man and said with fury in his voice: "Can't you kill me? Damn it, can't you kill me now?"
The anger burned like crazy.
The young man's whole body turned black, his knees were shattered, his mind, sea of consciousness, ancient inheritance, and even the bloodline of the Heavenly Clan that he prided himself on, being aloof and arrogant, were all shattered by Long Fei's punch.
Now……
He was only a little short of death!
trembling!
Chills!
Trembling nonstop.
The young man looked at Long Fei and said: "Don't, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Scared.
At this moment, the sickle of death was already on his neck.
"die!"
Long Fei wasted no time and punched down, "Blow it up!"