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Chapter 442 Give him a knife!

 "It's been a thousand years!"

"How come this Wang Tong hasn't shown up after a thousand years!"

The female guardian in gray robe was already a little impatient with the wait.

"He is definitely nearby. He should be in some kind of danger and unable to escape, otherwise he would have come out long ago!"

The candlelight protector comforted everyone and signaled everyone not to be anxious, they are all here.

"Originally, it was just right for us to come here, kill that Wang Tong, and then go back to continue refining the potion. But now that it has taken so long, the potion has probably been used up long ago!"

"Just wait! Stop complaining!"

The green-eyed man said helplessly.

"We don't have anything else, but we have the most time, just wait!"

The only old man among the four also spoke.

They were really feeling aggrieved. Their original plan was to go to a ruins after successfully refining the potion.

Now not only the medicinal solution has not been refined, but the people have not been killed either.

It can be said that nothing has been accomplished!

In their view, Wang Tong is just a newly promoted venerable cultivator. Even if the four of them do not join forces, they can kill Wang Tong with just a candlelight protector.

"After he comes out, I will never let him die happily!"

The gray-robed female protector gritted her teeth and said.

The other three guardians all raised their hands in support, but there was still a lot of resentment in their hearts that had not been vented!

In the blink of an eye, six thousand years passed, and Wang Tong was sitting cross-legged in the Hemolysis Palace, trembling all over.

His face was distorted and he screamed out in pain.

"Is it already so painful? Hahaha! It will hurt even more to come!"

The man in blood robe on the side stood up and said.

He came to Wang Tong's side and quietly admired Wang Tong's painful appearance.

"I thought you would be so powerful as a soldier of the Legion of Destruction, but now it seems that six thousand years have only made some progress in practicing the secret art of blood dissolution."

"I really look forward to seeing you when you are about to reach perfection in cultivation. I have seen many venerables in pain!"

As the man in blood robe was speaking, Wang Tong suddenly stopped feeling pain. The man regained his composure, and his originally distorted face became calmer and more bloody.

He opened his eyes and stared at the man in blood robe in front of him.

"Why don't you practice cultivation anymore? I just said a few words, do you have a glass heart?"

The man in blood robe said sarcastically.

Wang Tong was not angry, but a terrifying aura burst out from his body. Behind him, there was a faint bloody mist, and a huge reptile shadow suddenly appeared. This is a tiger cricket!

The man in blood robe looked at the phantom behind Wang Tong and was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

"Have you succeeded in practicing?"

He frowned, his face full of reluctance to believe. It turned out that Wang Tong had reached the last moment of his cultivation. In the previous training, he had a ferocious face, but he was silent!

This shows how tough Wang Tong’s mind is!

"Sorry, I did it accidentally!"

Wang Tong said modestly, with a faint smile on his face.

The man in blood robe seemed to hear the ridicule and reluctantly said:

"The soldiers of the Legion of Destruction do have some understanding, but don't get too proud too soon, there is still a second test!"

"I know, isn't it just to defeat the blood beast here? Where is it?"

Wang Tong asked.

"The blood beast is specially refined by the master and is born for fighting. If an ordinary venerable encounters it, it will be completely crushed by the blood beast, or even eaten directly. You will probably end up like that!"

As he spoke, the man in blood-robed pointed his finger to a corner of the hall, where a drop of black blood suddenly appeared. This drop of blood was quietly suspended in the void, with golden divine patterns surging on it.

In the blink of an eye, the black blood quickly grew in size and turned into an upright monster more than ten meters tall!

His legs are very short, but the pair of claws in front of him are very long, and there are three sharp corners on his head, which looks very dangerous!

Those small, rolling eyes are full of cunning!

The strangest thing is that there is a layer of faint black ripples around the blood beast's body. Wang Tong can clearly detect the threat contained in this layer of ripples!

"Just standing there, I felt the threat of death!"

Wang Tong whispered to himself.

He is no longer calm. This thing was cultivated by the Demon Ancestor. It is different from the guardians taught by the ancestors. The realm of those guardians is very low. The realm of the blood beast in front of him should not be low!

"Soldiers of the Legion of Destruction?"

The blood beast slowly began to whisper, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more serious. This was the first time he had fought against the soldiers of the Legion of Destruction since he was stationed here!

Wang Tong didn't waste any time and directly sacrificed the Blood Dragon Spear.

The blood beast moved, and the circle of dark ripples appeared near Wang Tong. In the center of the ripples was the blood beast. The pair of claws were waving in terror, with countless patterns flowing on them, and the aura of destruction rippled out.
Looking at the opponent's bombardment, Wang Tong suddenly had the illusion that if he withstood the blow forcefully, his figure would definitely be blown away!

"Die!"

The man in blood robe stood aside and cursed, he knew the fighting power of the blood beast best.

"Boom!"

The blood beast, which was more than ten meters in size, suddenly stretched its claws forward for a few minutes, and the two claws instantly scratched Wang Tong's body, but Wang Tong stood there and seemed not to move.

The blood beast waved its claws more than ten times in a row, but Wang Tong's body still stood in place, with nothing strange at all.

Now it was the turn of the blood beast and the man in blood robe to be confused.

"What's going on? Why can't the attack fall on him?"

They discovered that Wang Tong's body in front of them had become like a dream, and all attacks could not touch his real body.

"Is he not in the same time and space as us?"

The man in blood robe vaguely guessed something.

"Is this all you can do? I'm standing here, can't you even hurt a hair on my head?"

"I thought this blood beast was so powerful!"

Wang Tong sneered lightly. At the same time, his eyes looked up and down the blood beast's body, trying to find the opponent's flaws.

"You only know how to hide, but what are your abilities? You keep avoiding my bombardment, but you can't beat me! You will probably be thrown out of the Three Demons Palace!"

The blood beast said sarcastically.

"I'm just looking at your strength. Since you can't do anything to me, now it's my turn to take action against you!"

Wang Tong said provocatively that this blood beast was originally created for fighting. If he provokes a few words, the other party may not be able to stand it.

Immediately, Wang Tong's figure completely disappeared into the void.

"It seems that he can really enter the spiritual world!"

The man in blood robe is thoughtful.

Wang Tong, who had hidden himself in the virtual world, silently took out the flying knife.

"I'll give you a knife first before talking."

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