Chapter 2661 Persecution

? Dao Mausoleum, next to the pool of blood.

Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the calm and eerie blood water, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned, not knowing how to deal with the holy ancestor who was sealed in the blood pool.

This person is the most terrifying vampire in the history of the Sanctuary, not weaker than a sea god or a sky demon.

What's even more frightening is that this person is a real powerhouse, and he is not even his match for the amazing last immortal king.

Although this person has been sealed, it is undoubtedly difficult to kill him, unless Ling Xian can become the Immortal King.

"Little guy, you really exceeded my expectations."

The pool of calm blood surged, and a shadow of a peerless saint emerged. It was powerless and unpretentious, but it was back to basics and unfathomable.

He is the only remaining descendant of the blood clan, and also the most powerful person in the world. Looking at the two realms of the ages, there are only a handful of people who can beat him.

"You also exceeded my expectations." Ling Xian sighed softly. In the past, the seal still had 50% of its power, which was enough to suppress the blood saint king for three hundred years.

Now, there are only 30% left, and it would be good to seal this person for a hundred years.

"Perfect body, your physical body, I am determined." The blood saint king's eyes were fiery, and he made no secret of his possessive desire for Ling Xian's physical body.

In addition to greed, there is also wonder.

Although it is not as obvious as the master of the four restricted areas, it is enough to prove that he was also frightened by Ling Xian's achievements.

There is no way, Ling Xian's achievements are too heaven-defying, even the Saint King Tianzun will be shocked.

"My body, you can't take it away."

Ling Xian said lightly, the seal can suppress the blood saint king for a hundred years, and when this person is born, he may have become the fairy king long ago.

It is not certain who will kill whom.

"You are my prey, even if you become an immortal king, you cannot escape from my palm."

The Holy King of the Blood Race smiled. His foundation was flawless, and his physical body was even more powerful, but compared with Ling Xian, he was undoubtedly much inferior.

Not combat power, but potential.

He has come to the end, unable to move forward even a step, and he is not willing to stop, he wants to surpass the Immortal King Tianzun and become the number one person in the ages.

Ling Xian undoubtedly has the potential to be invincible through the ages.

"You have lost your pride, even if you take away my body, you will not be able to defy the sky."

Ling Xian glanced lightly at the Holy King of the Blood Clan. He heard the conversation between the Lord of the Sea of ​​Samsara and the Saint Ancestor of the Xu Clan. He knew that the Blood Clan would rather die than submit, and he also knew that this person abandoned his dignity and betrayed his people.

"There is something in the words."

The blood saint king narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you know some old things."

"It should be a glorious past. Of course, for you, this is an indelible shame."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, the person in front of him was the only surviving member of the Blood Race, and he knew with his toes that this person had taken refuge in the sanctuary.

"It won't do you any good to provoke me." The blood saint king looked calm, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

"It's true that there is no benefit, but there is no harm either."

"At this moment, you can't do anything to me."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, the blood saint king kept saying that he wanted to take his body away,

And looking down at him with a high profile, how could he not fight back?

"I can't do anything now, it doesn't mean the future, I can't do anything with you."

"When I'm born, the first thing I do is kill you." The blood saint king's eyes were deep, he wanted to go to a higher level, and he also wanted to get rid of the sanctuary.

Winning Ling Xian's body is his only hope.

"I'll wait and see."

"Let's get down to business, I'm here to warn you, just be honest and don't have any evil thoughts."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, Dao Mausoleum is a part of the fairy world, if you want to repair the fairy world, you can't get around the blood saint king.

Although this person has been sealed, but after all, he is the most powerful person who beheaded the last immortal king, and his ability is unfathomable, so it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be a hindrance.

"You want to mend the fairy world?"

The Holy King of the Blood Race spoke lightly. It is not difficult to guess, one is because Ling Xian has set foot in the fairyland, and the other is because the only thing he can interfere with is to prevent the restoration of the fairyland.

"That's right, you'd better be honest, otherwise, I have a hundred ways to make you miserable." Ling Xian glanced at the blood saint king lightly.

He didn't boast, he couldn't send the blood saint king on the road, and he couldn't do it if he sealed this person for another three hundred years.

However, he can change the sealing formation, making it more painful.

"I do not believe."

"Is your means of being the last Immortal King a display?"

The blood saint king shook his head and laughed, and said: "This formation suppressed me, but it also protected me. It is a fool's dream to want to hurt me through this formation."

"I hope you can still say this after a while." Ling Xian said lightly, the last immortal king was astonishing forever, and his profound attainments in formation were only inferior to Feng Qingming.

Therefore, he can't break the formation that seals the blood saint king, but it's not difficult to change it a little.

"Let's do it, I want to see what gave you the courage to warn me." The blood saint king's eyes were filled with cold light, and killing intent loomed.

He was the most powerful man who beheaded the last immortal king. In his eyes, Ling Xian was no different from an ant. How could he not be angry if he was warned by an ant?

"Since you want to taste the pain you'd rather die, then I have no choice but to fulfill you."

Ling Xian's brows lighted up, his hands formed a mysterious seal, and endless formations emerged, blending with the sealing formation.

He didn't know what the name of this formation was. He thought it was created by the last immortal king. Although it had no attacking power, its sealing ability was not weaker than that of the Immortal Immortal Formation.

It is not an easy task to change this formation, and even the best masters of the formation can't do it.

Fortunately, Ling Xian's attainment in the formation is close to that of Feng Qingming, so it is not difficult to make this formation temporarily have the power to attack.

Therefore, in just a moment, the fairy array has the power to attack.

"Be careful, if you can't hold on, remember to say it."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and the fairy light, like billions of magic needles, pierced the soul of the blood saint king fiercely.

Under normal circumstances, any kind of formation can't hurt the blood saint king, let alone directly hurt the soul.

The reason why it is possible is because the fairy formation has sealed the blood saint king, and he is no different from a mortal in the formation.

"You can actually change this formation..."

The reason why the blood saint king changed color was firstly because he did not expect that Ling Xian's formation skills were so far behind him, and secondly because of the severe pain.

It really hurts so much that even a person with a heart as hard as iron can't last long.

"Be soft, I don't intend to make things difficult for you, as long as you don't get in the way, we can live in peace."

Ling Xian glanced at the blood saint king lightly, and said: "Otherwise, I have nothing to lose, but you will be in pain."

"This kind of pain just wants me to be subdued. You underestimate me." The blood saint king sneered, enduring the severe pain.

"Then just grit your teeth and persevere. I really want to see how long you can persist." Ling Xian smiled faintly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting quietly.

"Boy, when I'm born, I will definitely make your life worse than death." The Holy King of the Blood Race had a gloomy expression. He is the most powerful person in the world. How has he ever suffered such a great humiliation?

"I'll wait." Ling Xian didn't even look at the blood saint king, patiently waiting for him to give in.

Time passed quietly, and three hours later, the Holy King of the Blood Race couldn't hold on any longer, he gritted his teeth and said, "You win, I promise you."

"a wise decision."

Ling Xian smiled, the Holy King of the Blood Race is the last obstacle, this person's resignation means that he can mend the way of heaven in the fairy world.

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