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Chapter 368 Resurrection Rama

"What is the blood nerve?" Although Xiaoyu is known as the number one killer, he is still confused about this magical skill that suddenly appeared.

"Hmph! It's weird if you know this!" Qing Jian sneered, "This is the magical power I prayed to heaven for!"

"Pray to heaven? What did you pray for?"

"What did you pray for? Of course, to kill all the shameless scum of the Kongtong sect and to destroy the lustful pedophile pig Zi Jian!"

Qing Jian's mood suddenly became extremely excited. He pulled out his sword and chopped wildly on Zi Jian's body. He slashed Zi Jian's body until juice splashed everywhere. He was still upset, and actually kicked Zi Jian's body: "

stand up!"

Something horrifying happened.

Zi Jian's corpse, which was like meat paste, was like a shattered rag doll that had been patched up by someone. It slowly condensed into a human form again and stood up.

"Kneel down and lie down! Who told you to stand up!"

Zi Jian, the leader of Kongtong Sect, was like a wooden man at this time, lying on the ground like a dog.

"Bullshit! Beast! Scumbag!"

Every time Qing Jian said a word, he kicked Zi Jian hard in the face, but Zi Jian "accepted it" without any emotion. It was obvious that Qing Jian had turned him into a puppet.

Xiao Yu and Fat You Chen couldn't help but shudder when they looked at Zi Jian's appearance.

"It seems that things are very clear. The so-called forbidden love between master and disciple that breaks the worldly concept is just the purple sword occupying the green sword. The green sword prays day and night, praying to God for strength, and as a result, he gets a blood nerve. Then.

After practicing the Blood Nerve, I killed everyone in the Kongtong Sect, and also controlled the Purple Sword to walk in the rivers and lakes."

"Have all the members of the Kongtong faction been killed?" Xiaoyu and Feiyouchen learned that Qingjian was so powerful and felt that they were in big trouble.

Ye Wei carried the lower body of Rama and asked, "Are you the one behind this Zhang Da Jing matter?"

Qing Jian didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards Ye Wei.

In an instant, Zi Jian also raised his sword and rushed towards Xiao Yu. Although Zi Jian was controlled by Qing Jian, his fighting instinct was not lost, and he danced with a heavy sword wide open and closed. Xiao Yu saw that Zi Jian was coming with great force.

It was so fierce that I couldn't block it with the water-repelling soft sword, so I could only return the sword to its sheath, twist my body and switch to the blood sword technique.

On the other side, even the rope did not hesitate to attack Fatty Chen.

"Lian Sheng, you are mentally ill! Are you still beating your own people like this?"

What responded to Fatty Chen was a pair of flaming swords connected with ropes. The heat was amazing in a short time, and in a short time, half of Fatty Chen's body was roasted.

But Ye Wei had a strange feeling when he was fighting Qing Jian - could this blood nerve be a pirated version?

Ye Wei understands that the blood nerves in his mind are clones. Thousands of blood gods are so powerful that they are killing them endlessly.

But the green sword in front of me moves slowly and rarely changes. It can't even transform into a blood shadow. Its only strong point is its amazing recovery power. One second, Ye Wei scratched a deep wound on his body, and then

He recovered in just a second and not a drop of blood leaked out.

But having said that, in Ye Wei's mind, the characters who practice blood nerves are basically the world-destroying demons at the level of blood demon. Why do they still want to snatch Rama's body?

Yes, the body of Rama.

Ye Wei felt that he finally caught something.

Qingjian wants Rama's body, and it is even possible that the lower body that Zhang Dajing replaced with Rama was Qingjian's work.

"Qingjian, you want to cultivate your blood nerves. Instead of sacrificing blood to living beings, why are you here to snatch Rama's body?" Ye Wei figured out his joints, picked up Rama's body in his hand, and kicked the opponent away with Qingjian's claws.

, asked rhetorically.

"Blood sacrifice to living beings? Do you also understand blood nerves?" Qing Jian's movements suddenly stopped.

Ye Wei kept silent, but unexpectedly Qingjian sneered: "How dare you take Rama's leg in your hands if you understand blood nerves!"

"What?" Ye Wei heard Qing Jian's words and subconsciously looked at Rama's body in his hand.

I saw dense lines of blood sprouting from the ankles where Ye Wei was holding Rama's body, and they penetrated into Ye Wei's palm!

Qing Jian thought that Ye Wei would subconsciously throw away half of Rama's body in his hand, and when he spoke, he grabbed his heart as fast as lightning, and there was also a trace of blood on his claws.

It should be that the strength of Qingjian is far from the level of blood shadow that can take away a person in one roll like Blood God Son, so it is necessary to use these blood threads to create blood puppets.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wei didn't even look at the palm of his hand, and grinned: "Hey! It's useless to me!"

Ye Wei activated the Blood Blade Technique and shifted his body to get rid of the Green Sword's scratch, and slashed with the sword horizontally.

Only then did Qing Jian realize that the blood lines on Ye Wei's palms were like lard meeting a soldering iron, turning into streaks of white smoke.

"What kind of inner strength do you have?"

"The God has enlightened me!" Ye Wei's response came along with the blade.

The sword slashed down, causing blood to splash everywhere, but it did not hit Qingjian!

Zhang Dajing, who was wailing at the door, returned to his blood puppet state at some point and blocked Ye Wei's sword.

Hit by Ye Wei's knife, half of Zhang Dajing's body spread out in the air like a punctured blood bag.

Then, this huge blood flower condensed into a small blood spring and penetrated into Qing Jian's body.

The green sword was nourished by the blood spring, and its speed increased to a higher level. Before Ye Wei could make another strike, he had already withdrawn from Ye Wei's sword.

"Come after me if you can!"

Ye Wei was waiting to pursue him, but felt his hands were empty!

It turned out that Rama's upper body was also controlled by Qingjian at some point, and he snatched his upper body from Ye Wei's hands!

At the same time, the outcome of the other two battles had also been decided. Fatty Chen was burned to a puddle of oil residue even with the rope, while Xiao Yu chopped down Zijian and pushed him behind Ye Wei.

"What should I do?" Drizzle, who was sweating profusely, felt extremely difficult. "It feels like this is just the beginning."

"Your feeling is right." Ye Wei looked at Qingjian who had received the blood shadow of Zijian into his body, and realized that Qingjian's own strength should be far greater than what he showed. It can even be said that Qingjian has been suppressing it all the time.

Realm, waiting for the moment when Rama's body is in hand.

Under the gaze of Ye Wei and Xiao Yu, the fire knife with the rope was slashed at him, and it also turned into a ball of blood and threw it into Qingjian's body.

Qingjian himself grew several bloody tentacles like vines, which wrapped around Rama and took root in Rama's body.

At this time, the upper and lower parts of Rama's body had become one, and he was sitting cross-legged. His image no longer looked like a mummy, and was covered in blood. Instead, he looked like a blood monk who practiced evil.

Outside the ruined temple, blood shadows continued to pour into Qing Jian's body.

Most of these blood shadows were the guards brought by Zhang Dajing, and they should have been transformed into blood puppets by Qingjian. At this time, they had completed the merger with Black Stone's killer fire, and were taken back into the body by Qingjian.

"Does she want to resurrect Rama?"

"She is half dead herself, and she still wants to resurrect Rama?"

Ye Wei took out Lu Zhu's relic and handed it to Xiao Yu.

Looking at Ye Wei's flesh rolled up and covered with white gray arms, Xiao Yu's brows furrowed: "That day was her?"


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