It has to be said that the Holy Lord is really powerful, so his speed is unbelievable.
He was led by hundreds of Nie Heng's clones and spent several hours in Yaoxian Castle. Later, in order to find the auras of Kong Mingzi and others, he continued to search around Yaoxian Castle, which also cost him ten years.
Multiple hours of time.
But he finally found it, and it was not much later than Kong Mingzi and others. After all, Kong Mingzi needed to take care of many injured warriors, and it was extremely slow to get here all the way.
Hearing his voice just now, Kong Mingzi's scalp suddenly went numb.
He knew the Holy Lord, how powerful and terrifying the Holy Lord was, and how murderous and ruthless the Holy Lord was.
He could also be sure that he was far from the Holy Lord's opponent. Even if the Holy Lord had previously hidden his true strength in front of him, Kong Mingzi could not compete with him.
Where is the current Holy Master?
Kong Mingzi is even more unable to compete!
"Hurry up!"
In an instant, pushing his own strength to the level of Kongling, Kong Mingzi stood between the crowd and the Holy Lord, shouting loudly.
Upon hearing these words, those weak clones of Nie Heng that still existed immediately rushed to the first cave with Chen Yue and other fainting warriors.
There were more warriors who were all stunned after seeing the Holy Lord. With shock and fear, they were unable to move.
But they still recognized the identity of the visitor - the Holy Lord.
Therefore, among them, some showed expressions of ecstasy and came forward to kneel down one after another.
"Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
"Welcome to the Holy Lord!"
"Welcome to the Holy Lord..."
…
The Holy Lord smiled indifferently, with a look of disdain in his eyes.
He looked at Kong Mingzi and said: "I didn't expect you to have the strength of the ethereal realm. It seems... you can indeed make some useful resistance in the marrow-devouring blood array!"
Indeed, if Kong Mingzi was not a strong man with profound attainments in alchemy, he would have been killed or injured by the marrow-devouring blood array. Even if he could survive, his strength would have fallen from the peak of the three ethereal realms.
Around the martial arts realm.
But Kong Mingzi still has the strength of the Kongling Realm.
Then looking at the more than a hundred former saints who were kneeling and worshiping, a cold light flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes: "You have all betrayed this Holy Lord, so...die!"
He had peeked with his heavenly knowledge and found that none of these warriors had marrow-eating poisonous blood in their bodies.
So he felt that these people had betrayed him and betrayed the Holy Sect.
What's more, even if these people didn't betray him, they were still just his food in his eyes, and they would still be killed and devoured by him.
He took action!
"You all can become the strength of this Holy Lord!"
Spreading his arms, thousands of blood lines suddenly appeared on the Holy Lord's back. The blood lines were sharp and flew towards the warriors in an instant, wrapping and entangling them.
After wrapping and entangling, it is followed by devouring and killing.
Desperate screams immediately followed one after another.
Within the exploding masses of blood mist, streams of the essence that certain warriors had cultivated throughout their lives were turned into power, fused by blood lines, and returned to the Holy Lord's body.
This process is really bloody and extremely terrifying.
Those warriors who were already at a relatively high place in the Twenty-Four Cave Heavens were all shocked and awakened at this moment: This is the real Holy Lord, the ruthless and cold Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord does not care about anyone's life or death, he only wants to gain the life and strength of everyone.
The existence of the marrow-eating poisonous blood is exactly like the rumors originally spread from the Snake Man and the warriors of the Dai Viet Empire.
Even Mo Wen and Mota felt a chill at this moment.
It was also at this moment that they all suddenly understood one thing: the common enemy between themselves and the warriors of the Great Xia Empire was actually the Holy Lord!
They believed that no matter whether it was the Daxia Empire, the Dayue Empire, the Hungarian Empire or the Viking tribe, no matter how they were enemies of each other before, when facing the Holy Lord, they were no longer enemies of each other.
There is only one enemy for everyone, and that is the Holy Lord!
but……
Facing such a powerful and terrifying enemy, who can resist him?
Mo Wen fell silent and looked at Nie Heng's clone not far in front of him.
…
Below, under the protection of dozens of guards, a man in the Hungarian Empire's gorgeous uniform avoided dozens of blood lines mysteriously.
He saw the death of those guards. In order to protect him, those guards died.
He then began to run quickly towards the first cave, shouting: "I am willing to hand over my blood essence and the seal of life and death, please save me..."
He is afraid!
After hearing this, without waiting for others to react, the Holy Lord smiled coldly and said: "Isn't this the little Khan? You...die too!"
The young man in gorgeous clothes was the only son of the Sky Khan of the Hungarian Aviation Empire, so the Holy Lord naturally recognized him.
Recognition, but no pity!
With just a thought, dozens of new blood lines enveloped the young man again.
"It's over..."
Kong Mingzi herself was already resisting hundreds of blood lines, and had no time to care. She could only sigh: It was in vain that Tuoba Kong respected the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord was still so ruthless to them!
Nie Heng's clone outside the first cave didn't care about Shao Khan's life or death. He looked at Kong Mingzi and made his own decision: "Explode!"
He said one word.
Then those weak clones of Nie Heng who were not far away from Kong Mingzi all moved towards Kong Mingzi at this moment, using their fastest speed and their greatest ability to get as close as possible to Kong Mingzi.
Until they could no longer move forward, they all chose to self-destruct without hesitation.
Rumble…
Amidst the loud explosions, dozens of blood threads wrapped around Kong Mingzi were shattered, giving Kong Mingzi a few chances to break free.
But... it's not enough!
"You can't leave, Kong Mingzi..." The young Khan had been wrapped up in blood, and the Holy Master looked at Kong Mingzi at this moment: "I have promised you many benefits, but you don't cherish them, then don't
It’s my fault that this holy master is so ruthless to you!”
He will eventually kill Kong Mingzi and rob Kong Mingzi of his fortune along the way to alchemy.
Hearing this, Kong Mingzi gasped: Are you going to die?
He knew that once he died, it would mean that all the remaining descendants of his Kong family would be completely extinct!
Is this powerlessness?
Why……
He closed his eyes because he did not want Nie Heng above to risk his life to save him, and he was sure that he could not completely break free from the control of those blood lines on his own.
After all, even if he is in the ethereal realm, he is just the light of a firefly in front of the Holy Lord.
But at the moment when he was completely desperate, a thunderous voice burst out.
"Explode mountains and rivers!"
Coming!
A sudden surging fist appeared from deep underground behind the Holy Lord, shattering countless rocks, and struck heavily at the Holy Lord's seemingly defenseless vest.
Bang……
The next moment, there was a huge muffled sound and the whole world trembled.
"The Third Realm of the Martial Saint?"
Sensing the strength of this force, and feeling that the blood threads surrounding her were further wavering, Kong Mingzi seized the last chance, struggled violently, and struggled to break free from the countless blood threads.
"Walk!"
Not daring to look back to see who was coming, Kong Mingzi used her spiritual power to take the few remaining living people around her, and rushed out of the air towards the entrance of the first cave at full speed.
"The light of fireflies..."
The Holy Lord’s laughter was filled with sarcasm and disdain, coming unscrupulously!