Chapter 6794 Who Doesn't Have Divine Blood?

The clouds and smoke were surging and flying wildly.

It seemed that endless waves were rolled up with the sound of this old and cold shout.

It seemed that the owner of this voice was close at hand, hidden in the clouds and smoke, and was ready to launch a thunder attack on Ye Wuque!

However, Ye Wuque did not make a move. Under the illumination of the power of the virtual god, he could easily distinguish that this old and strange voice seemed very close, but in fact it was very far away, still in the depths of the unknown area. Only a soul power remained here.

It was just that the first two groups of the Guardian God Clan stationed here were originally waiting for an opportunity to move, but they were completely wiped out by Ye Wuque's two punches, and died cleanly.

The soul power of this old man was completely alarmed, and in anger, it turned into a soul shout!

But for now, it was just a howl, and he could only pin his hopes on...

Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian who stood coldly opposite.

Xuanyuan Qingtian stared at Ye Wuque, his face dead silent.

Ye Wuque also shook his head helplessly.

"You are so unlucky."

"I was almost possessed in the Hundred Battles Reincarnation, and now I have entered the Eternal Night Tomb and have been tricked again."

Ye Wuque could tell at a glance that Xuanyuan Qingtian was not in the right state. His consciousness was obviously suppressed. He should have been suppressed by some secret method or external force, and temporarily became a puppet of the Guardian God Clan.

But his instincts have been fighting inside.

After all, Xuanyuan Qingtian is also experienced in this area, and he has become a good doctor after a long illness.

Whoosh!

Ouch!

Xuanyuan Qingtian moved, rushing straight towards Ye Wuque, the big dragon roared, the dragon claws broke through the void, sweeping across the invincible!

The air waves mixed with the dragon's might destroyed the nine heavens, breaking the clouds and smoke, and the momentum soared to the sky!

"Nine nine return to one?"

Ye Wuque showed a faint strange smile.

Obviously, although Xuanyuan Qingtian was tricked, he was gifted. The thousand-year confrontation in Tianhuang had brought his accumulation to the extreme. He was the only one among the three who had reached the ninth level of soul refining.

Now, in the internal struggle, he never gave up and finally realized the level of returning to oneness. In addition, he had the magical power of the dragon clan. This might be the reason why the Guardian God Clan took a fancy to Xuanyuan Qingtian. Instead of killing him, he was temporarily made into a puppet, and even more powerful.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Qingtian appeared here, and it should have been to cooperate with the two groups of Guardian God Clan members to wait for an opportunity.

Now only Xuanyuan Qingtian was left for the time being, and naturally he had to stop the killing of Ye Wuque!

Kacha!

The golden dragon claws grabbed Ye Wuque's chest fiercely.

Ye Wuque stood still, but his body was shining with a faint nine-color light, and he directly destroyed Xuanyuan Qingtian's dragon claw hand.

The huge recoil force even blew Xuanyuan Qingtian away!

Xuanyuan Qingtian tried his best to stabilize his body, his face was still dead, and he continued to kill Ye Wuque fearlessly!

The dark golden dragon roared out, lingering around Xuanyuan Qingtian. At the same time, Xuanyuan Qingtian's body burst into brilliant artifact brilliance!

Unlike the artifact suits owned by the Guardian God Clan, the artifact suit on Xuanyuan Qingtian was silver.

At this time, it was like mercury was wriggling, exuding a strong breath, making Xuanyuan Qingtian like a silver dragon!

Boiling power!

Exploding dragon power!

Melted into the most ferocious punch, suppressing the world!

The result...

With a snap, Ye Wuque casually slapped Xuanyuan Qingtian, staggered, and sat on the ground. Even if only instinct was left, he seemed to be stunned at this time!

The next moment, Xuanyuan Qingtian was about to get up and fight again.

Ye Wuque pressed on Xuanyuan Qingtian's right shoulder!

Xuanyuan Qingtian struggled frantically, but he couldn't move at all. He was like a kitten in Ye Wuque's hands.

Ye Wuque looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes with a calm expression, and found that Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes were the same as his expression, not crazy, but a kind of dead coldness.

His body was even more chilling!

But the strange thing was that deep in this chill, there was a kind of scorching heat!

The muscles on Xuanyuan Qingtian's body had blue veins bulging from time to time, as if something was flowing inside, full of a violent meaning.

Ye Wuque flicked his finger and landed on Xuanyuan Qingtian's arm, and the muscle broke open immediately!

The blood gushed out, but it was not red, but a kind of... light black.

Ye Wuque's eyes condensed slightly, and the power of the virtual god directly enveloped Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyebrows, and the selection was roughly squeezed in!

Xuanyuan Qingtian, who was still struggling frantically, immediately became limp and fainted directly.

In Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space, there was nothingness, and the soul could not be seen, suppressed by a ball of light black blood mist!

Buzz!

The next moment, a brilliant light shone in Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space.

The power of the virtual god destroyed everything.

Under the suppression of the power of the virtual god, these light black blood mists immediately melted rapidly like snow under the scorching sun.

If it were replaced by other people, even if they were in the great perfection of the black hole realm, they would not be able to do anything about this strange light black blood mist.

Because this is... mutated divine blood!

Attached to the soul space, it is extremely troublesome and cannot be cleared and purified. Only the level of "God" can resist.

Soon, the mutated divine blood in Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space was suppressed by the power of the virtual god!

But he was still fighting back desperately, resisting instinctively.

Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space immediately began to vibrate!

Xuanyuan Qingtian, who had fainted, suddenly showed a look of pain.

Seeing this, Ye Wuque's mind moved...

Buzz!

As the power of the virtual god swallowed and spit out, the power of the soul world shone out and poured into Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space!

The previous experience of the strange tiankeng allowed Ye Wuque to see the power of the three worlds on the power of the divine blood.

Then this time...

Wow!

Sure enough, with the shining of the power of the soul world, the mutated divine blood that had been resisting stubbornly suddenly lost its mind, lost its last resistance, and completely dissipated.

This made Ye Wuque even more thoughtful.

Immediately, Ye Wuque withdrew his power and looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian...

He did not wake up.

He was still in a coma.

It seemed that the previous work was just useless.

Ye Wuque looked at the wound he had just blasted out, and the light black divine blood was still wriggling.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Ye Wuque seemed to understand something.

"It seems that the Guardian God Clan not only used Xuanyuan as a puppet, but also as a guinea pig for experiments?"

Not only in the soul space, but also in Xuanyuan Qingtian's body, the mutant god blood was integrated!

As time went by, Xuanyuan Qingtian's own blood had completely merged with the mutant god blood, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

This is the biggest problem.

In other words!

Xuanyuan Qingtian now is... hopeless.

The mutant god blood has become a part of him. Even if the mutant god blood is removed, Xuanyuan Qingtian will definitely die.

"Unless it is... blood transfusion!"

Ye Wuque thought of the only seemingly feasible way.

But!

What kind of foreign new blood can be compared to the mutant black blood?

You know, Xuanyuan Qingtian has already merged with the mutant god blood. If you want to replace it, you must find the same level, similar, and most importantly, "fresh" god blood, otherwise it will not work at all.

Now go to slaughter a living god and then bleed?

It's simply a fantasy!

Thinking of this, Ye Wuque glanced at Xuanyuan Qingtian's unconscious face, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he showed a vague desire to try!

"God's blood?"

"To get involved..."

"Who doesn't have God's blood?"