Chapter 966

Qin Chen was surprised, and the Bloody Hand King was even more shocked. He used his own unique bloodline power to neutralize the power of cutting artistic conception bursting out of the golden bowl, but there was actually a terrifying power of destruction in this cutting artistic conception power. The power of destruction is extremely stubborn, as if it can destroy everything in the world, but it cannot escape its destruction.

The King of Bloody Hands blocked the power of cutting the artistic conception, but did not stop the power of the artistic conception of destruction. The body was invaded by the force of destruction, and he groaned suddenly and his face turned pale.

"You, a little Wuzun, actually hurt me?"

The cold eyes flashed violently, and the blood-hand king roared, feeling that his face was completely lost, and the blood-colored light on his body was even more intense, like the waves undulating, the blood-colored real essence turned into a blood-colored ocean, and the ocean was full of blood. In the middle, a root of true essence vines floated up and down, instantly wrapping Qin Chen inside.

Many vines of true essence intertwined into a net, making Qin Chen nowhere to escape, and could only be strangled a little bit.

"Shattering Seal!"

Qin Chen didn't dare to be careless, and suddenly a large dark seal appeared in his hand.

"Boom!"

It was as if a meteorite fell into the ocean, and the entire bloody ocean surged up in an instant, like a stormy sea.

"What? Why are there so many treasures on this kid?"

The Bloody Hand King's face was pale, and he was about to vomit blood in depression.

Is this kid a Wu Zun or a Baozun?

It used to be a golden bowl, but now it is a huge seal, but the power of this seal is astonishingly terrifying. If it weren't for the fact that he was a peak martial king at the early stage of the seventh rank, and his true essence was strong, if he were an ordinary martial king at the early stage of the seventh rank, this seal would be terrifying. Get down, or at least get seriously injured.

The big seal was smashed out, Qin Chen's hands kept moving, and the seventh-order spiritual power poured into the golden bowl again.

hum!

The golden bowl trembled wildly, spinning at a high speed, and the edge of the bowl erupted with a cutting force that was much stronger than before, and then cut out with a swoosh, destroying the bloody ocean like a cage.

Puff puff puff!

Click click!

The golden bowl first slashed on the ocean-like blood-colored light curtain, and instantly tore apart the blood-colored light curtain on the surface. Then, it cut fiercely on the Zenith vine behind the blood curtain.

These blood-colored True Essence vines are like real objects. They are stronger than Qin Chen's imagination. They only destroyed a dozen of True Essence vines.

"What a weird bloodline power!"

At this time, Qin Chen finally found out what resisted the power of the golden bowl cutting. It turned out to be a very strange power of blood. It seemed that it should be the blood of the blood-hand king.

"Boy, do you have no power? Suppress me!"

At this time, the blood on the King of Blood Hands was even more intense, and a deeper blood power permeated. Above his head, a blood-colored ocean appeared, constantly consuming the cutting power of the golden bowl. The golden bowl seemed to be caught in the mud. Constantly vibrating, the speed becomes slower and slower.

"Hehe, you think too much, just warmed up just now, and now this young master has really shot, broken!"

Seeing that Jin Bo felt imprisoned by the other party, Qin Chen sneered, and abruptly used the thunder blood in his body.

The best way to deal with the power of blood is to use the power of blood as well.

Boom!

Crackling!

Above the originally stagnant golden bowl, a group of azure blue thunder light suddenly surged, turning a radius of several ten meters into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning. Crash and disintegrate, then smash.

"What? What kind of bloodline power is this? Thunderbolt bloodline? Even if it's a thunderbolt bloodline, how could a sixth-order Martial Lord like you have such a strong bloodline power?"

The Bloody Hand King's face changed greatly.

Bloodline power is not only related to attributes, but also to the level of the warrior itself.

His bloodline has been elevated to the peak of the sixth-rank, and it contains special attributes. Even in the Dagan Dynasty, there are not many martial kings stronger than his bloodline.

But now, Qin Chen, a sixth-order Martial Venerable bloodline, can actually crush the power of his bloodline, how can he not be shocked, how can he believe it?

"Blood hands cover the sky!"

In the anger, the bloody hand king roared, turned his bloody palm up, and slapped it towards Qin Chen's position.

As soon as this fist came out, the sky and the earth changed color, and a huge blood-colored hand traversed the sky, as if the god of the sky stretched out his palm in the sky and pressed down towards Qin Chen.

Above the bloody hand, there is a monstrous blood pressure, the whimper is loud, it is disturbing, the blood is boiling, and the terrifying force is oppressed. The terrifying pressure was shattered.

"Gold Cut!"

Zhenli was running to the extreme, Qin Chen once again urged the golden bowl to slash away. This time, he not only joined his own Thunder bloodline, but even instilled a terrifying sword intent on the golden bowl.

boom!

A large piece of energy erupted, and the blood-colored vines that blocked Qin Chen like a cage exploded in an instant, and shattered completely under the violent roar, leaving nothing left.

"Um?"

Qin Chen groaned suddenly, and his figure retreated dozens of meters. In the attack of the Blood Hand King, in addition to the normal punching power, there was also a powerful killing aura, which could not be blocked by true power, only weakened a part of it. .

The remaining killing power rushed into his body, frantically destroying the tissue in his body.

"broken!"

The Jiuxing Divine Emperor's art was running, and Qin Chen urged his true power to annihilate this power.

"Sure enough, those who can become Martial Kings are not simple people."

If it wasn't for Qin Chen's cultivation of the Indestructible Holy Body, his physical body was comparable to the level of a seventh-order martial king. If it was replaced by an ordinary half-step martial king, the blood-hand king's blow would have shattered his body.

Of course, this is the reason why Qin Chen didn't use the Alien Demon Armor. If he did, the Blood Hand King would never want to hurt him.

Qin Chen was injured, and the Blood Hand King was not feeling well. The terrifying sword intent contained in the golden bowl poured into his body crazily, strangling the meridians in his body and shaking him out.

His face was pale, and the Bloody Hand King was obviously traumatized.

"How could this kid's strength be so terrifying?"

Putting away the contempt, the Bloody Hand King received a great blow in his heart.

His dignified and dignified early seventh-order peak martial king, the famous slaughtering demon of the Dagan Dynasty, could not win a small sixth-order Martial Lord, and no one would believe it if he spread it out.

"You are Qin Chen who killed Shen Mengchen of my Daqian Dynasty? Change your face, pretend to be a ghost, and think that the old man can't recognize you?"

His eyes were cold, and the blood-hand king exuded a strong murderous intent.