Chapter 126 Blood Burial

Blood Wujiang is also a real Yuanjue strongman, otherwise it is impossible to become a hegemon and master a sect. However, due to the scarcity and strength of Tianyuan mythical beast, Blood Wujiang has been unable to successfully hunt a Tianyuan mythical beast to refine its blood and promote it to a higher title.

Whether it is the general, the marshal and the Yuanjue, they need to refine the blood of the corresponding mythical beast. If the master of the general does not refine the blood of the human yuan monster, the title can only be stuck in the first-class general and cannot be upgraded. The same is true of Shujue and Yuanjue. However, even so, the strength of bloodlessness should not be underestimated. The true spirit condenses into a real dragon, and Zhuo Butian is not an opponent at all.

"Blood is boundless, you really don't give up. Have you forgotten Wei Wenhou's warning? Zhuo Yuhan stood up and shouted harshly at the blood in mid-air.

"Well, Wei Wenhou is now in a difficult place to protect himself, and can he still take care of your ant-like thing? I have said that you will definitely die today.

Blood Wujiang doesn't care about the threat of Zhuo Yuhan. At this time, the top ten marquis hegemons were fighting in the void, grabbing the fierce flame of the land and taking care of others, otherwise it would be impossible to let the eight people sneak up and kill the major government tyrants. Bloodless and boundless did not talk nonsense. The bloody giant hand came out of the blood wave and grabbed Zhuo Yuhan and the other three.

"Blood-eating hands."

Looking at the fierce and bloody huge palm falling, a blood-red dragon wrapped around the palm of his hand, and a sound of a dragon roar resounded. This situation made Han Xunyi feel a little nervous. The power of a dragon is enough to change the sky and the earth, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, like the pressure of the bloody evil spirit of prison, which makes people difficult to breathe and confused. It seems that they will fall into the endless blood and blood evil spirit forever.

"Drink, break it!"

Zhuo Butian pushed Han Xianyi and Zhuo Yuhan aside with his palm, pulled himself up and counterattacked. The black light flowed on the black sword, and the circle of black seal inscriptions rotated, the black sword light swallowed, the long sword pointed to the sky, the void was broken, a sword split out, the fierce sword spirit, the stone broke the sky, the sky and the earth lost color, and the space was distorted. , which was really cut above the huge bloody palm.

Although the black sword spirit is powerful, it cuts the bloody palm to pieces, but the power in the bloody palm is indeed a real dragon power, which is much more than the power of Zhuo Butian's ten thousand horses. The aftershocks shake, and Zhuo Butian fell from the air and the blood sprayed wildly.

"Father!"

Zhuo Yuhan shouted, got up, picked up Zhuo Butian, and immediately looked up to the sky and roared. Dantian's holy ceremony came out and shouted at Han Launyi, "Aunt Xun, give me Taiyuan Dan."

Han Lavyi was dissatisfactory and patted a slap in the air. The rolling Taiyuan Dan burned out of the holy book. The golden scripture opened the first page. The vision showed that the noble and sacred momentum swept over, and the blood waves in the sky were immediately forced back.

"Damn thing! I hate this kind of smell the most.

The infinite divine power contained in the holy book is the nemesis of the evil way. As soon as the bloodless blood evil spirit touches the light of the holy book, it turns into a wisp of smoke and dissipates one after another.

"There is a holy way in heaven and earth, the emperor will be prosperous, and witches and demons will avoid..."

This time, the voice in the holy scripture is more powerful, oppressive and sacred. The hundred-foot-high blood waves were swept away by this circle of golden sound waves and immediately disappeared. The sky was full of the breath of the emperor. The sacred Sanskrit sang like a prison, like a god like a saint, like the abyss like the sky.

"The blood demon way, devouring everything, the blood demon soul, blood burying the world."

The blood-eating magic skill cultivated by blood is the most hates this holy, sacred, noble and bright breath. As soon as the brilliant golden light of the Holy Book came out, it immediately suppressed all the rolling blood waves back, which was like the sun and the momentum was huge. However, Blood is boundless is a group of suzerains. Yuanjue's cultivation and blood-eating method have been cultivated to a very high level. At this time, when he attacked with all his strength, a torrent of blood suddenly surged up between heaven and earth.

Blood stood in the blood wave, and a huge blood-red shadow appeared behind it. This shadow is the legendary demon giant blood king. The red virtual shadow wears a high crown and a blood-red dragon robe, overlooking the world, a scene of devouring everything and blood all over the world.

"One sword to destroy the world."

Zhuo Butian took a breath and saw Zhuo Yuhan persisting under the blood waves. There was a flash of essence in his eyes, and a mouth spewed out a mouthful of blood. The black sword suddenly became like a secret method. The black light soared, and there was a momentum of piercing the sky and destroying all voids.

At this moment, it is no longer the sword of Zhuo Butian's imperial envoy, but the long sword. The black sword flew out of Zhuo Butian's hand and turned into a black light. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the space. The next moment, it appeared in the blood wave, and the black sword spirit that pierced the world flashed away. The whole space seemed to have been imprisoned by the sword spirit. They annihilated and collapsed one after another, and even the shadow of the bloody king was suddenly fragmented.

"It's a waste to give you the whole waste with such a magic weapon. Give it to me."

As soon as the bloodless big hand grasped, countless blood waves suddenly turned into a bloody big hand and grabbed the black sword. How could Zhuo Yuhan let the bloodless seize his father's weapon, hold the holy scripture in his hand and smash it fiercely against the bloodless.

"The Holy Emperor's Road, the classics of heaven and earth." There was another vast and majestic and noble voice in the scripture.

"ci..."

The bloody big hand was shrouded in the light of the holy scripture, and suddenly emitted a blue smoke and made a squeaking sound. The blood shrank back to his palm, and his eyes flashed with blood-eating light. He said to Zhuo Yu in a cold voice, "Little bastard, you are looking for death. In this case, I will refine all three of you."

After saying that, his body shook, and a huge blood-red coffin flew out of his body. The whole coffin was very huge, seven or eight feet long, and the whole body was blood-red. Circles of red runes revolved around the blood-red coffin. As soon as the coffin came out, there was a cry and a cry between heaven and earth, and a miserable cry. The sound makes people's scalp numb.

This coffin is a blood burial coffin refined according to the method recorded in the highest classics of the Blood-eating Demon Sect. Legend has it that this coffin is a coffin created by the bloody king for himself. It is extremely evil. In its heyday, it was a heavenly magic weapon with boundless power. However, the blood in Wujiang's hands is only a fore, but the blood evil spirit contained in it is also very strong, and the blood evil is pervasive, turning into fierce ghosts one by one.

In order to refine the blood burial coffin, Bloodless once secretly sacrificed human beings in a city to refine the soul and flesh and blood of human beings. Blood burial, blood burial, is to be buried with endless blood.

As soon as the coffin of blood burial came out, the light of the holy book was suppressed back. The level of the holy book is now too low to resist the blood evil spirit of hundreds of people's resentment in the blood burial coffin. Even the black sword in Zhuo Butian's hand keeps shaking and dares not to take action again.

"Blood bury heaven and earth, bury all things with blood."

The fingerprints in the bloodless hands kept changing, and the blood burial coffin spewed out an endless circle of blood evil spirits, which swept through, and the whole space seemed to be corroded and dirty. The blood and evil spirits scattered down and were going to devour all three of Zhuo Yuhan.

"Thunder God's Power."

The milky white crown on Zhuo Yu's cold head appeared, and suddenly the sound of a dragon sounded. The light of the thunder flashed, and the thunder and silver dragons swam away. The vast power of thunder and lightning was incomparable. The blood and evil spirit that attacked could not cross the thunder pool for half a step.

"Humph, do you really think that the crown of Heaven and Earth Thunder is invincible? Do you think you can really restrain this blood burial coffin? If you are given more time to grow, there is no doubt that you will become the nemesis of the whole evil way, but I will not give you the whole opportunity. Blood burial coffin, blood to death, burying everything.

Xue Wujiang snorted coldly. In the face of Zhuo Yuhan's endless means, he couldn't help but have a slight headache, but this made his determination to get rid of Zhuo Yuhan. Such a figure must be a disaster. If Zhuo Yuhan does not die, the blood-eating demon sect will never have peace. The rune on the blood burial coffin turned crazily and slowly pressed down with infinite pressure.

"The pilgrimage, the soul is connected to heaven and earth."

In the face of the bloody spirit, Zhuo Yuhan almost had to be crushed, so he had to crazily run the formula of returning to the pilgrimage, constantly communicate the world of martial arts rules with his mind, and communicate the power of the sound of the nine heavens.