Chapter 395 Ten thousand blood dragons rise to the sky!
"Strange force!"
"Damn it! How dare you break into the True Blood battlefield!"
"Are these two people coming to steal the true blood?"
"Haha! That kid with the green light has been scared out of his wits! We, the Blood River Sect and the Rakshasa Sect, will stop and kill these two boys first! True blood can only fall into the hands of the Blood River Sect or the Rakshasa Sect!"
"kill!"
Just a few seconds!
The shouts of killing soared to the sky!
The two parties fighting in the air suddenly stopped fighting and turned towards Chen Zheng and the Bone Eagle!
"It's over! It's over! It's all over! Wuwuwu! I don't want to face her! Help me! Help me!"
The big bone eagle sat on the ground and whined.
"Why did this guy suddenly become weak..."
Xiao Gu blinked.
When the big bone eagle was in the time and space channel, it had already entered the Ancestor Realm, but when it came out, it collapsed to the ground, it cried and it made a fuss, its cultivation level plummeted, and now it has fallen to the level of transcending tribulation!
It’s really weird!
"Sure enough, the Blue Blood Silver Spear can only be strong if it is hardened. Even if you, the big bone eagle, have entered the Ancestor Realm, you still cannot escape this law."
Chen Zheng shook his head gently.
"Huh? It sounds so weird!"
Xiao Gu blinked again.
"kill!"
Heaven!
Blood River Sect!
Rakshasa Cult!
The two parties were less than a kilometer away from where Chen Zheng was!
At this moment, a huge warship is suspended above the 10,000-meter sky, and the black and yellow air is flowing around the warship.
"Come to steal the true blood? You are so brave! Our senior brother went to the Shura world to steal this drop of true blood. The senior brother took advantage of Empress Shura's seclusion to attack, but he still lost his life before he robbed the Shura clan of a drop of true blood.
!This drop of true blood is what senior brother uses to cultivate the blood god. If these two boys dare to mess around, I will kill them with one sword and prevent them from entering reincarnation!"
On the warship, a sword cultivator wearing black armor sneered, then took a sip of tea and looked at the woman in purple clothes beside him: "I have always heard that Princess Ziyue's favorite word is gambling. Do you want to bet?
Let’s bet on how many breaths the two boys on the ground can survive, and whether Princess Ziyue will bet on it or not. Time is running out, and Princess Ziyue must seize the opportunity!”
"Within three breaths, all the monks of the Blood River Sect's Rakshasa Sect will be wiped out!"
Behind the woman in purple, a man in green holding a compass spoke in a low voice.
"Um?"
Xuanjia Jianxiu raised his eyebrows.
"Within three breaths, all the Rakshasa monks of the Blood River Sect will be wiped out! Bet on a ninth-grade immortal weapon!"
The woman in purple shirt nodded almost instantly.
"Haha! Okay! Princess Ziyue is worthy of being Princess Ziyue, and she is indeed very arrogant! Let's take a gamble! A ninth-grade immortal weapon! I'll be more generous, and the time will start from the time when the monks of the two sects come to the ground!" Xuanjia Sword Cultivator said.
Laughing, looking down from above the clouds
, glanced at the big bone eagle that collapsed on the ground and then glanced at Chen Zheng, with a look of ridicule on his face: "In the Mahayana stage, a Yuanying monk was sent to the battlefield of true blood by relying on his elders, and he also tried to seize the true blood.
Blood, within three breaths, both of them will definitely have no bones left!"
The woman in purple shirt didn't respond and looked down at this moment.
"kill!"
The Blood River Sect Rakshasa Cult has rushed to the ground!
"Ouch!"
The dragon roars!
The blood is shining!
When the woman in purple clothes heard the roar of the dragon, she stood up suddenly!
"Ouch!"
Next second!
Thousands of dragons roared!
Tens of thousands of blood dragons rushed out of Chen Zheng's body in an instant!
"What!"
"No!"
"Damn it! This guy...this guy is not a Yuanying monk! My Taoist! Help! Help!"
The face of the Blood River Sect Rakshasa cultivator's face changed drastically, and all kinds of methods had been launched. At this moment, he forcibly withdrew his attacks, turned around and ran for his life!
Stab!
A face to face!
Thousands of blood dragons devoured the Blood River Sect and Rakshasa Sect monks!
There is less time for two breaths!
The Blood River Sect and Rakshasa Sect monks were torn to pieces!
The two factions of monks are definitely not weak!
If you dare to come to the True Blood Battlefield, you are at least in the combined stage!
Among them are seven or eight monks who are in the tribulation stage!
However, after one encounter, he was torn into pieces!
"Crack!"
On the warship, Xuan Jia Jianxiu slapped his palm on the coffee table and stared at Chen Zheng with ferocious eyes!
"Ouch!"
Ten thousand blood dragons tore two monks apart, and did not immediately return to Chen Zheng's body. Instead, they roared ferociously into the sky, rising from under the earth and rushing up to the ten thousand-meter sky!
Bite the transparent magic weapon containing a drop of true blood suspended in the sky!
"Ouch!"
Thousands of blood dragons roar again, baring their fangs and claws in a terrifying manner. This moment tells the world that anyone who dares to snatch the true blood will be torn alive!
Wow!
Ten thousand blood dragons swooped down with the transparent magic weapon, and all of them poured into Chen Zheng's body in an instant. The transparent magic weapon fell into Chen Zheng's hand.
"Asura's true blood...is not good."
Chen Zheng glanced at the transparent magic weapon, groaned and shook his head slightly.
Boom!
Boom!
Thousands of meters in the air!
The huge warship roared, and the black and yellow air rolled. The huge warship fell from an altitude of 10,000 meters and landed on a land a hundred feet high. On top of the warship, Xuanjia Sword Cultivator stepped on the deck and stared at Chen with a cold gaze from above.
Just: "I would like to advise you, don't take some things that you shouldn't take. Be careful and you may lose your life if you take them!"
"Master Zhenyi, do you know this boy?"
The woman in purple secretly sent a message to the man in green behind her.
"Your Highness the Princess, you will know if you keep reading! I dare not say his identity! Your Highness the Princess was sent to the Xuanhuang World since she was a child. Otherwise, as the Princess, you should know who he is!"
The man in Tsing Yi responded secretly.
"Um?"
The woman in purple shirt showed a hint of curiosity.
"Not very good."
Chen Zheng on the ground did not even look at Xuanjia Sword Cultivator. He once again scanned the true blood in the transparent magic weapon and once again said the words "not good".
"I'll give you three breaths to return Shura's true blood, otherwise I'll kill you without mercy!"
On the warship, Xuanjia Sword Cultivator shouted coldly!
"There are some people you shouldn't mess with."
This time Chen Zheng still didn't look at Xuanjia Sword Cultivator, but whispered.
"Haha! Ridiculous! You are a Nascent Soul cultivator, you may have some special methods, but your strongest is only half-step true immortal, how can you be stronger than a true immortal! I, Qin Tianzong, only need one thousandth of your cultivation level to kill you
One sword!"
Xuanjia Sword Cultivator smiled disdainfully.
"Wow!"
Just then!
Above the sky!
Green light blooms!
"It's over! It's completely over!"
The big bone eagle that collapsed on the ground saw the green light shining on the sky. His body trembled, and his whole body was in a big posture. His face was confused and he didn't dare to move!
"Who is coming!"
The Xuanjia sword cultivator suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky.
"So scary..."
The woman in the purple shirt frowned and whispered.
"This...this is...at least the ancestor level..."
The expression of the man in green holding the compass also changed drastically.
You can’t go wrong!
The figure descending in the green light must be an ancestor!
wrong!
Not the ancestor!
That terrifying power fluctuation is probably the pinnacle of the ancestors, the kind of pinnacle ancestor whose ability can compete with that of a saint!
"Huh! You didn't run away! You're quite self-aware!"