There are still forty-nine acupoints on the head of Long Xiaoshan.
I didn’t expect that the Blood Demon Sutra would be so difficult as it reached the back. The essence and blood of the five blood tribes dukes had not been able to illuminate all the acupoints.
The way to practice is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
No wonder the divine realm is so rare.
Moreover, Long Xiaoshan chose the most difficult roads.
Both the "Eternal Life Skill" and the "Blood Demon Sutra" are supreme methods, which are far more difficult than ordinary methods, but at the same time they are much more powerful. The "Eternal Life Skill" can condense the true essence during the Qi refining period.
The Blood Demon Sutra is also extremely perverted and can absorb the blood power in the blood.
Although this time, although the Blood Demon Sutra has not been able to achieve great success, the prototype of the essence has been condensed. Long Xiaoshan now breathes in and feels like the heart of an ancient god hidden in his body. Every time he beats, the earth trembles.
The strength has increased even more.
A sharp cold light shot out from Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
Looking at Whitehall.
It is the center of London and the hub for the operation of this huge empire, connecting the Parliament Building with Downing Street, the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Home Affairs, the Ministry of Admiralty and other departments are all here.
He suddenly soared into the sky and activated the Blood Demon Sutra to its limit.
boom!
The terrifying blood power directly tore the night sky, turning the entire London night sky into extremely bright red. The dark red moonlight shines down and reflects on Long Xiaoshan's body.
Wow!
Two huge wings were stretched out, and the wings were blood-red all over, covered with light golden patterns.
Long Xiaoshan absorbed all the essence and blood of the six major dukes of the blood clan.
The blood clan bloodline power in his body had reached the limit of the duke and began to evolve to a higher level. At the same time, it mixed with the bloodline power of the eight-armed crocodile dragon, causing him to undergo a mutant change.
The silver scales on both feet and arms turned into crystal red like blood diamonds, like armor, spreading throughout the body. On the shoulders, elbows, and spine, ferocious bone spurs hooked upside down.
The sharp claws are like blood-red scimitars.
The breathing and trembling demon zodiac flashed under the luminous light.
In sharp contrast to his demonic body is Long Xiaoshan's handsome and weird face, as if a combination of an angel and a devil.
After a few breaths, Long Xiaoshan stepped over the Whitehall.
The rich blood rolled up, turning the entire Whitehall Street into red. Long Xiaoshan stared at the tall British Parliament building below, and many British central institutions.
A cold smile broke out from the corner of his mouth.
"It's time for the British Dukes to see the power of our monks."
Long Xiaoshan holds the Dark Blood Axe in his hand.
Although this dark blood axe was defeated by Long Xiaoshan with divine light, it was ultimately a blood clan artifact. Even if the demonic power was not sacrificed, it was also an indestructible spiritual weapon-level battle axe.
The violent blood power poured into the dark blood axe.
Stimulated by the powerful blood power, the dark blood axe shone with a red light like the scorching sun.
Long Xiaoshan roared wildly.
He held up the dark blood axe and slashed down. A dazzling blood rainbow fell from the sky and slashed on the streets of Whitehall. In an instant, the earth collapsed and the whole of London seemed to be shaking.
The terrifying shock wave rushed along the cracks of the earth and towards both sides of the street.
The buildings on the entire Whitehall Street were like straws in the wind, shaking continuously, all the glass was shattered, the trees on both sides were uprooted, and all the cars parked on the road flew up and smashed into the buildings on both sides.
The smoke and dust that was stirred up flooded the entire neighborhood.
As the British center.
How strict the defense here is.
But Long Xiaoshan was moving too fast, and the defense here didn't have time to start. After Long Xiaoshan was slashed, a harsh alarm sounded throughout London.
Whitehall was attacked!
Whitehall was attacked!
The Royal Police, Security Agency, Intelligence Agency, and Royal Garrison in the whole of London were shocked by the alarm for a moment, as if the ants were on the hot pan. The lords hiding in the bed even rushed after hearing the phone.
Some people dared to attack the center of the entire British Empire.
You should know that Whitehall is even above Buckingham Palace. After all, Britain is now in a parliamentary system, and the MPs are the real rulers in Britain, and the royal power is more of a symbolic meaning.
What's more, there are so many important British departments in Whitehall.
If Whitehall is attacked by terrorist attacks.
I'm afraid the whole of Britain will be paralyzed.
Countless police and troops rushed to Whitehall, and even fighter jets and tanks drove into London Street. Faced with the attack on the center, the British Empire's defense was completely activated and entered a first-level combat readiness state.
The whistling typhoon fighter jets passed through the night sky, and the rumbling of tanks and armored vehicles shook the streets.
The whole of London was alarmed.
Countless people poked out the window with panic on their faces.
As the people of the British Empire, they have been in peace for too long and have not encountered such a big battle in decades, as if they were back to the time of the world war.
The streets near Whitehall have long been blocked.
The army and the police arrived at Whitehall.
At this time, the smoke and dust were slightly curled, and everyone looked at Whitehall Street in shock. A huge crack tore the entire Whitehall Street apart. The crack was thousands of meters long and was bottomless, causing Whitehall Street to disappear.
The Parliament Building, National Defense Building, Naval Building, and Interior Building were all tilted, and the walls were covered with cracks. Not to mention the glass, they were all shattered.
If these buildings were not for their British centers, they were made of the most solid materials and specifications, and could resist bomb attacks, they might have collapsed.
But fortunately.
It's late at night, and all the British princes have gone home to rest.
Only a small number of on-duty people did not cause a large number of casualties.
But even so, the British men were so scared that they were sweating profusely and were very scared.
Everyone roared.
"What about the Intelligence Agency? What are you doing for? How could terrorists attack here? There is no news at all. Are you feeding pigs with a budget of billions of pounds every year?"
"Where is the Security Bureau, the Royal Police, you all eat shit."
"Why don't you catch the attacker?"
One by one, the senior officials, were furious.
Suddenly, blood mist rolled in, like blood flames, illuminating the sky with red color, and a terrifying pressure enveloped all directions.
In the smoke and dust in the sky, a blood-red figure emerged from the air, gradually becoming clear. Seeing the blood-red figure like a demon, for a moment, the throats seemed to be stuck.
"Who is this?"
"Is it him who attacked Whitehall?"
Long Xiaoshan's shape at this time was too fierce, like a demon crawling out of hell, and many policemen couldn't even hold their guns.
Intelligence Director Camus suddenly shrank his eyes and he said in a lost voice: "Long Xiaoshan?"