Chapter 2982 The Person Behind It, the Ancestor of the Blood Saint

"Want to leave, too naive!"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, chased after him in a flash, and struck down with a halberd.

Feng Xuangui took out a pair of swords, crossed them in front of him, and blocked them.

"Boom!"

The halberd slashed on the two swords, the huge energy pressed down, the sword trembled violently, and after shaking a few times, it collapsed directly.

Feng Xuangui was terrified, he hastily transformed into a heaven and earth, and slammed out with a palm, blocking the remaining power of the halberd, and then retreated calmly.

Yang Qingxuan flew and chopped down with a halberd again.

Now he is holding the Eternal Romance Dancing in the Sky, and his strength is not much different from that of Feng Xuangui when he hits it with all his strength. However, his tenacity and Taoism are far from comparable to Feng Xuangui. As long as he keeps entangled, he will surely win.

"boom!"

Another move collided, and the two of them shook off each other.

Yang Qingxuan charged up again holding the halberd.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Huge energies flashed in the air, one after another, turning into circles of energy seas and surging out.

Yang Qingxuan used the simplest and rudest method purely to improve the cooperation between himself and the war halberd. After dozens of moves, Feng Xuangui was obviously out of control, and shouted palely: "Stop! Who are you? What's the matter with us?" You can sit down and discuss it, why do you have to do it as soon as you come up."

"Sect Master Feng's sense of peace is very strong, but let's forget it, we've hit this level, so let's kill you."

Yang Qingxuan sneered unceasingly, and rushed forward again in a flash, and performed the seven forms of Heavenly Slash in turn. Huge halberd lights surrounded Feng Xuangui's slash, making him overwhelmed, and hurriedly said: "My lord, be merciful, I think I haven't offended you!" You, even if you die, let me die to understand, right?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "You have killed so many people and collected the blood precious fruit. You have already been full of evil, and you should die at any time. Isn't that enough?"

Feng Xuangui said: "It turned out to be because of this matter. Please listen to my explanation, my lord. It was not my intention to collect the precious blood fruit. I was also forced to do it as a last resort."

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he snorted coldly: "Do you think I will let you go if you say that?"

Feng Xuangui said anxiously: "Everything I said is true. I am not only doing the collection of blood precious fruits, even in the four universes, there are many sects that are doing it secretly. It's just that the world is chaotic now, so it gradually surfaced. The surface of the water is also because that person's demand for blood precious fruits has expanded again, forcing us to collect them desperately."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Who is that person you are talking about?"

Feng Xuangui said: "Blood Saint Patriarch."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Who is this?"

While the two were talking, the moves in their hands didn't stop for a moment.

Feng Xuangui's face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted: "My lord, stop first, I'll talk to you slowly."

Yang Qingxuan snorted: "No, let's just talk like this. If I am satisfied, I will stop naturally, otherwise I will stop."

Feng Xuangui was startled and furious, thinking how could there be such a person? But looking at Yang Qingxuan's appearance, every move is trying his best, as if he really doesn't intend to stop, he can only say hurriedly: "I don't know too well, I only know that he is an undead person, and he has lived for endless years. He has survived since the era of chaos, and his strength is unfathomable. I dare not even raise my head in front of him, and I guess it is at least above the Nine Stars and Thousand Realms."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "The ancestor of the blood saint? He also taught you the first palm of the blood god?"

Feng Xuangui said: "Exactly, my lord really has good eyesight, and he recognized the first palm of the blood god right away."

Yang Qingxuan snorted softly, and the halberd in his hand was still chopping down endlessly. It was precisely because he saw that Feng Xuangui's first palm of the blood god was very authentic and well practiced, that's why he became suspicious.

Yang Qingxuan asked again: "What does the blood saint ancestor collect blood precious fruits for? To break through the realm?"

Feng Xuangui said: "It should be. I don't know the specific situation. Every time I send the blood precious fruit over, it is the blood slave who takes it. I only saw the ancestor of the blood saint once, and it was the first time he appeared to subdue it. When I was. After that, every contact was through the blood slave."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Where does the blood saint ancestor live?"

Feng Xuangui said: "The Blood Prison of Yin Division."

Yang Qingxuan furiously suppressed the halberd in his hand, and shouted, "You lied to me! The Blood Prison of the Nether Division is clearly in the ghost world, do you think I am ignorant?"

Feng Xuangui ate heavily, and was shaken back more than ten steps. A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He wanted to refute, but he couldn't speak out. Finally, he spewed out with a "poof", and saw Yang Qingxuan slashed down with a halberd again. Hastily said: "The ancestor of the blood saint himself said that the place is called the Yin Division Blood Prison, but I don't know the specifics."

But the halberd in Yang Qingxuan's hand didn't stop, on the contrary, it seemed to be more powerful. The five elements radiated from the halberd, and Feng Xuangui, who was irradiated by it, panicked inwardly. He slapped the past.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan's halberd was blocked, he snorted, and swung his halberd up again, asking, "How should I get to the Blood Prison of the Underworld?"

Feng Xuangui hastily resisted, and shouted at the same time: "On a planet called Blood Forest, there will be a space channel, and there will be blood slaves to guide it."

Yang Qingxuan eased his attack slightly, and asked, "Do you have to go in person? Can you send someone?"

Feng Xuangui was taken aback, seemed to understand what he meant, and said: "Of course it is possible, but usually the suzerain will go there in person to show respect for the ancestor of the blood saint."

Yang Qingxuan put away the halberd, stopped, and reached out to ask for it: "Give me your token and the space coordinates of the blood forest."

Feng Xuangui's face was terrified, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, are you going?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Whether I go or not, do you want to care?"

Feng Xuangui hurriedly said: "Don't dare!" Hastily handed over his token and the space coordinates of the blood forest, and explained some details about the sacrifice of precious blood fruits. He couldn't help but grinned, and thought to himself: "It's best for you to do something after you go, and let the blood slave or the ancestor of the blood saint tear you apart."

Yang Qingxuan took the token and coordinates, nodded and said: "Yes, you are very honest, I am very satisfied, let's continue, hurry up, it is estimated that you will die after a dozen moves."

After finishing speaking, he waved his halberd and charged forward again.

Feng Xuangui said angrily, "Your Excellency, didn't you say to let me go?!"

Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Need nonsense! Why did I ever say to let you go? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and send you a lunch box earlier. Saving time is also a virtue and environmental protection."

With a wave of the halberd in the air, the five-element ring radiated a great deal of light, forming five beams of light, which were intertwined and struck down instantly.

"You must die!"

Feng Xuangui roared in fright, and tried his best to raise his strength up to counter the power of the halberd, but after blocking it for a while, he finally couldn't hold it back, was sent flying with a "bang", fell hard to the ground, and vomited blood .