Chapter 1465 Bloodline Appears

Amidst the sneer, at this moment, Fujikuri used his hands again! His complexion was extremely cold, with a hint of a crazy smile.

Under Fujili's exertion, Bai Qiang, who had no ability to resist, once again shed blood.

His left leg was severely broken.

Wang Chen, I feel so powerless at the moment!

The blood was boiling, as if the emperor-level divine martial blood was about to burn.

ah……

Looking up to the sky and screaming, Wang Chen was so angry that he went crazy.

"Blood suppression..."

Finally, Wang Chen opened his mouth and roared angrily.

Bloodline suppression, at this moment, Wang Chen wanted to suppress it.

Bloodline suppression, suppression of the six major bloodlines! This is the blood of the true god.

Didn't Wang Chen think of blood suppression before? No! he thought.

However, this weird realm of nothingness, this distorted space, even made it impossible for Wang Chen to locate Fujili, and even made it impossible for Wang Chen to lock Fujili's aura. How could he suppress it?

However, at this moment, it was different.

At this moment, the anger from the depths of the blood, the outburst from the depths of the blood, made Wang Chen finally lock the breath of Teng Li.

The strong feeling came, causing the power of the blood to explode.

Blood suppression...

Hoo hoo...

The wind blew, the thunder roared...

Although it is a field of nothingness, although this is a distorted time and space, Wang Chen still clearly heard the roaring thunder.

He still heard the roaring thunder and felt the majestic power of heaven.

huh huh huh...

With Wang Chen's eruption, with the eruption of the true god's blood, that substantive aura of majesty, at this moment, covered the front with earth-shaking, like waves higher than waves.

In an instant, Wang Chen's aura severely blocked Teng Li. The breath of rattan chestnut is so clear and real!

"This is……"

Finally, the movement of Fujili's hands stopped, and he stared at Wang Chen with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief.

blood……

My own blood actually coagulated! As if being suppressed by something terrifying, the blood was struggling hard.

The perfect bloodline of Soaring Snake. This is the blood of the divine beast Teng Snake! The perfect bloodline of the Soaring Snake means that it is almost the same as the bloodline of the real divine beast Soaring Snake. Such a bloodline, at this moment, feels oppression and fear.

This bloodline, the pride of the Fuji family, is the pride of the Fuji family. How could it be possible at this moment...

The aura of blood that used to be aloof in the past has shrunk infinitely and become timid.

The blood seemed to have stopped flowing, and the blood seemed to be imprisoned in his body.

Fujikuri's pupils shrank violently.

The terrifying Tianwei made him feel the fear deep in his blood, and gave him an urge to turn around and run away.

What exactly is going on?

"Blood suppression... this... this is..."

Immediately afterwards, Fujili turned pale with fright, his eyes seemed to be popping out.

He felt it, he knew it, he finally realized what kind of breath it was.

This is the breath of God. Deep in the blood, the memory that has been passed down for thousands of years seems to be awakened at this moment.

In the ancient times, the familiar feeling seemed to return.

God! Blood suppression.

This is the wrath of the true god, the punishment of the true god.

"You...Wang Chen...you...you actually..."

Realizing this, Fujikuri could no longer calm down.

He looked at Wang Chen as if he saw a ghost.

He couldn't help trembling.

True God blood. These four words flashed through his mind, causing him to almost collapse to the ground.

With the blood of the true god, who will fight for the front! The true god returns, and all things surrender.

Wang Chen actually has the blood of the true god that has been lost for an unknown number of years? He turned out to be the inheritor of the real Zhan family? Isn't he a fake blood?

"Give me death...die..."

Wang Chen was angry. At this moment, under the burning of blood, Wang Chen even felt blurred.

All that's left is anger.

His voice became hoarse.

With him as the center, the monstrous momentum continued to spread towards the surroundings. In the end, they concentrated on Fujikuri.

Suppress, suppress...

There was only one idea left in Wang Chen's mind.

Repression

He wants to use this majesty to suppress Teng Snake, he wants Teng Snake to perish, and Teng Li to die.

At this moment, Wang Chen is not a real god, but a demon god.

Puff puff...

With the terrifying aura emanating, Wang Chen's body also bears a terrifying load. The tumbling blood was even more difficult to control. While opening his mouth, Wang Chen spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

Fujili is too powerful, so powerful, it is extremely difficult for Wang Chen to suppress.

Even, if it weren't for the outbreak of the true god's blood at this moment, it would be very difficult for Wang Chen to suppress Fujili, after all, Fujili's strength lies here. Blood suppression is neither invincible nor omnipotent.

And the suppression caused by the eruption of the bloodline also caused a lot of damage to Wang Chen.

At this moment, even Wang Chen couldn't control his own blood.

The blood of the true god is instinctively suppressing this humble person who provoked him.

Such a situation is actually quite dangerous for Wang Chen. In such a situation, it is very likely that Wang Chen's blood will burn and he will die suddenly...

But, at this moment, how could Wang Chen care so much? In danger, he is helpless. Either he died, or Fujikuri died! The situation is irresistible.

"how so……"

Seeing Wang Chen's performance at the moment, Fujili finally couldn't laugh anymore.

This wave of heavenly power ruthlessly restrained him and suppressed him. It seemed that his strength was infinitely compressed at this moment.

The bones seemed to start to tremble, and the blood began to evaporate...

If he continues to be suppressed by this wave of energy, his Soaring Snake bloodline will be completely melted, and will be completely evaporated.

This situation... made Fujili's eyes crack.

His heart was already panicked.

How could such a good situation come to such an extent in the blink of an eye? How could such a good situation be reversed in an instant?

This is not allowed to happen, he will not let this happen.

He, Fujili, the ancestor of the Fuji family, one of the top powerhouses, how could he lose to a brat like Wang Chen?

"No, bastard, don't even think about it, get out, get out..."

After realizing that something was wrong, Fujikuri resisted crazily!

He made his own blood start to boil.

At the same time, he began to struggle, struggling with his body, trying to temporarily distance himself from Wang Chen, to reduce the suppression of this breath.

"Space distortion..."

Immediately afterwards, at the next moment, as if thinking of something, Fujikuri's eyes flashed, and he sneered.

He knew, he figured out a way.

Distort time and space!

He wants to distort time and space!

Why couldn't Wang Chen suppress it before? Because, always using the distorted time and space by himself, Wang Chen couldn't lock himself.

This distorted time and space can block one's own breath.

Crash...,

Accompanied by Fujikuri's angry shout, the entire field of nothingness began to distort again.

This time the twist was even crazier.

Time and space are constantly superimposed, and space is constantly confused.

"not good……"

Realizing this, Wang Chen, who had only a little willpower left, secretly exclaimed that something was wrong.

The distortion of time and space caused Wang Chen's breath towards Teng Li to become erratic. Bloodlines cannot be suppressed.

clatter...

Puff puff……,

Finally, at the moment when Teng Li's aura disappeared, Wang Chen suddenly spewed out two mouthfuls of blood.

It still failed, blood suppression, and the last resort also failed. Fujili's powerful strength, this strange field, let Fujili get rid of the suppression of blood!

"Hahaha, kid, what can you do to me? What can you do to me...

True God blood! Unexpectedly, you turned out to be of the blood of a true god! In this way, I can't keep you even more! "

After getting rid of Wang Chen's blood suppression, at this moment, Teng Li let out a breath, and his whole body gasped like a heavy burden.

He looked at Wang Chen with a sneer, and shouted loudly.

Although, right in front of Wang Chen. Although it was such a short distance, the interlacing of time and space made Teng Li's voice seem ethereal and hideous.

True God blood, this is a huge discovery.

Unexpectedly, the blood of the true god returned to the mainland after disappearing for thousands of years! In other words, the blood of the true god has been tens of thousands of years, and it has not appeared for tens of thousands of years.

The Zhan family back then had the blood of the true gods, but few of them had developed to this level.

Wang Chen did it.

The blood of the true god, the ancient true god, reappeared. This is not allowed.

What does the blood of the true god represent, does Fujikuri not know?

He knew why Wang Chen wanted to be an enemy of the Fuji family! Because, the Fuji family abandoned the blood of the true god!

If so, there is no room for redemption.

The blood of the true god cannot be allowed to exist in the Fuji family.

Wang Chen must die, he cannot be allowed to live on.

The continued existence of such a bloodline is a huge threat in itself.

"I can't keep you!"

Under such circumstances, even Fujili didn't want to continue to torture Wang Chen, he just wanted Wang Chen to die.

"Leave your blood to me, hahaha..."

At the same time, Fujikuri laughed as if thinking of something.

True God's blood, what kind of temptation is this?

If his Teng Snake bloodline can be integrated into the true God's bloodline, then the Fuji family...

Fujikuri began to tremble, trembling with excitement.

This is an opportunity, his huge opportunity, and the Fuji family's huge opportunity.

If the blood of the true god can be integrated, the Fuji family will definitely become the real first family and the first blood.

Wang Chen's true god blood, he has his eye on.

"Boy, hand over your blood!"

With a ferocious smile on his face, with a bloodthirsty laugh, Teng Li's figure flashed, this time, he rushed towards Wang Chen again.

Refining, he wants to refine Wang Chen.

Seeing Teng Li rushing towards him, Wang Chen's face was ashen.

Failed.

Fujikuri's strength is too strong, how difficult it is to suppress. This weird space ruined Wang Chen's last glimmer of hope.

Death, is this moment finally about to land?

After exhausting his last breath of strength, Wang Chen had no more strength, and he fell to the ground with a little despair.

He could only watch helplessly as the breath of death covered him.

There was a bleak smile on the corner of his mouth...

At this moment, the world seems to have fallen into silence...