Chapter 2635 Conquering the Blood Slaughter Cult

Bang! Bang!

Loud noises shook the world.

Above the sky, golden lightning strikes continuously, bombarding the formation.

The formation continued to tremble, and several layers were exploded.

"how so!"

The leader of the Blood Massacre looked up at the sky, his expression was in a trance, and his face was extremely pale.

The formation can't hold on for much longer, that guy's strength is too terrifying, and it's impossible to stop him!

And once the formation breaks, he will definitely die!

Because he has no way to escape. This is a middle-aged world, a closed space. Wherever he can escape, in front of this guy, he may not even have a chance to escape.

"It's over!"

He murmured, his body trembling with extreme fear.

The higher the cultivation level, the more afraid of death!

He had worked so hard to reach the eighth calamity, so how could he be willing to die like this?

"Maybe there is still a chance. That guy will get tired and give up on his own!"

he comforted himself.

Although he also knew that this possibility was extremely low, it was his only hope.

But, at this moment,

The figure above the sky flickered and flew straight down. The whole body bloomed with a radiance like a blazing sun. Accompanied by a dragon roar that shook the sky, one after another ten thousand feet of true dragons rushed out and rushed towards the formation.

Then, more figures hundreds of feet tall emerged, each with a mysterious appearance. Some had human faces and snake bodies, and some had eight arms, just like those ancient gods.

"That...is the legendary true spirit?"

"How come there are so many? And they are so huge?"

The leader of the Blood Slaughter was completely shocked when he saw it.

The impact of this scene on him was a hundred times, a thousand times more shocking than just now!

In four years, from three orifices to nine orifices, it is indeed shocking, but to cultivate more than one true spirit of ten thousand feet, that is completely unbelievable!

Although he has never seen a true spirit, he has some understanding of the true spirit. His ancestors left many classics, all of which mentioned that this is something very difficult to refine. Even in ancient times, it was necessary to refine a true spirit for thousands of meters. It is also extremely difficult.

But this guy not only succeeded in refining it, he also mastered the Eight Paths!

This strength is so terrifying!

Seeing the true spirits pouring down from the sky, his legs trembled and he became more and more frightened.

Bang bang bang!

A series of loud bangs.

The mountains continued to tremble, and the formation dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, under the crazy impact of those real dragons, the layers exploded.

"break!"

A clear drink.

The next moment, the blood butcher knife appeared, inspiring a brilliant sword light and slashing down.

Under the horrified gazes of the Blood Slaughter Cult Master and all the disciples from all directions, the formation was completely torn apart.

That figure stepped in, the whole body was dazzling with celestial light, a real dragon was coiled around it, and its divine power was overwhelming.

thump! thump!

I don’t know who started it, but figures from all over the mountain range knelt down one after another, lying on the ground, trembling.

"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me!"

Many people even kowtowed and begged frantically for mercy.

"Come out!"

Tang Hao glanced at them, then turned his eyes towards the palace where the Blood Slaughter Cult Leader was.

"Exalted Immortal, please spare my life! I, the Blood Slaughter Sect, am willing to submit to the Immortal!"

The leader of the Blood Slaughter Sect rushed out of the hall, came closer, knelt down, and said in a harsh voice.

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that this guy was so spineless that he begged for mercy and surrendered.

"That's fine!"

Tang Hao nodded.

After all, he was an Eight Tribulations Emperor and a powerful force. It would be a pity to kill him like this.

"Take this soul!"

He chopped out a soul and swept it past.

The leader of the Blood Slaughter Sect trembled, and a look of humiliation flashed across his face.

In the world of blood slaughter, he is the strongest person and the leader of the blood massacre sect. He has the supreme status in this world. But now, he has to succumb to others and become a subordinate. He is really unwilling to do so.

But when he raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him, his heart trembled again, and he could only grit his teeth and bite the bullet and accept the soul.

No matter how unwilling he is, he can only accept this result, otherwise he will die.

"From now on, call me Lord!"

Tang Hao looked at him and said indifferently.

"Yes! Lord!"

The Blood Slaughter Cult Leader knelt down and called respectfully.

The disciples of the Blood Slaughter Sect from all directions were extremely shocked when they saw this scene.

Their leader, who was once invincible in their minds, was now crawling at his feet and became his slave, which was really hard for them to accept.

"You're not bad, you're in trouble for the second time!"

Tang Hao turned around and glanced at these disciples one by one.

Suddenly, he paused and saw a young man. It was the disciple of the Blood Slaughter Cult that he pretended to be last time. He still remembered his name, Jiang Yang.

Now, he is already a Second Tribulation Saint.

The young man was startled and a little confused.

Does this terrible immortal know him?

Wait, could this be the mysterious Emperor who appeared in the sect four years ago and the senior who gave him so many treasures?

"Come here! I'll give you another blessing!"

Tang Hao waved to him.

The young man immediately stepped forward excitedly and knelt down.

"Senior's great kindness, Jiang Yang will always remember it in his heart!" He kowtowed with a bang.

"Get up!"

Tang Hao smiled and said.

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, a bright divine crystal flew out and floated in front of him.

Then, several more drops of blood flew out from the ring. Each drop was golden in color and its aura was extremely amazing. These drops of blood could still move, transforming into dragon shapes from time to time, hovering in the air.

This is all the essence and blood of a true dragon, and it is at the Nine Tribulations level, and it contains the power of the dragon's bloodline.

He grabbed the few drops of blood, and blood was drawn out like threads.

This is the power of his blood that he condensed.

With his other hand, he grabbed the divine crystal and began to condense it.

This is the bloodline of the Nine Colors Clan. He cannot fully use this bloodline and needs to be transformed.

After a while, the crystal, which shone with nine colors of divine brilliance, turned into seven colors, and its material became purer.

Then, he integrated the extracted true dragon blood into the crystal.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone from all directions looked at this scene with some confusion, and they couldn't understand the methods of this immortal.

Even the leader of the Blood Massacre looked confused.

He only knew that the crystal was very unusual and exuded an aura of eight calamities.

"alright!"

After another moment, Tang Hao finally perfectly integrated the true dragon bloodline with the divine crystal.

Then, he flicked his sleeves, and the divine crystal flew towards the young man's eyebrows and got in.

"Senior, this is..."

The young man was immediately shocked and felt as if his eyebrows were burning.

"Don't resist!"

Tang Hao shouted.

The young man was trembling all over, and soon fell down, twitching in pain, but the aura on his body continued to surge. At the same time, the aura also changed, from immortal energy to the aura of gods, and the aura of demons. The breath of the clan.

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