Chapter 1579 Rebirth From a Drop of Blood? (Three More)

This fight is nothing but lightning and flint, and the winner and loser have already been decided.

To be precise, in less than one breath, life and death were already separated!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the ancestor of the hidden killing sect has fallen!

As a half-ancestor, Huangwu actually crossed the great realm and killed the Mahayana ancestor!

Although, this price is really tragic.

Qinglian's real body was cut to pieces by the death sword of the ancestor, and it completely became a pile of bloody minced meat, completely abolished!

Even the primordial spirit of Huangwu survived under the protection of the lotus platform of good fortune.

But without Qinglian's true body, Huangwu has no threat at all.

The ancient evildoer who once traversed the wilderness, suppressed the major titled disciples, and pushed the young masters of the major fierce clans, has become a thing of the past since this moment.

"elder brother!"

Su Xiaoning let out a soft cry, her eyes were flushed, and tears flowed out at once.

"Ugh!"

Monkey, Linghu and others also sighed.

Ye Ling was expressionless.

The expressions of the creatures of all races are complicated, some show a trace of regret, and some gloat.

For the young masters of the six major fierce races, although this result was a little worse than what they expected, it was still acceptable.

Although Huang Wu is not dead, in their eyes, he is already a waste!

It was only at this point that the young masters of the major fierce clans let out a sigh of relief, relieved their hearts, and showed a relaxed smile on his face again.

Yu Luosha frowned slightly.

"The avatar's clone is ruined, I don't know if he will show up."

Yu Luosha thought to himself: "I hope he doesn't come, even if he does, it will be of no use, and he will be buried here."

"Huangwu, I admit that you are very strong, and you can actually cross the great realm and kill a Mahayana ancestor of me."

The voice of the ancestor of the hidden killing sect echoed in the air.

The primordial spirit of the ancestor of the hidden killing sect has been annihilated by the Heavenly Slaughter Sword Qi, and the voice today is just the last remnant he left in the world.

"But I just want to tell you! Even if you can kill me, I will make you pay a painful price! Hahaha!"

"Although I am dead, it is not a waste to destroy such a powerful evildoer! If someone mentions Huangwu in the future, they will definitely think of me! I will definitely go down in history!"

"Everyone will remember that I abolished the real body of Qinglian of Huangwu! It was I who knocked down the first evildoer of all ages to the altar!"

This remnant of the ancestors of the hidden killing sect, laughed arrogantly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

At this moment, the lotus platform of good fortune flew back from a distance.

Su Zimo's voice came from inside, piece by piece, circles of pink lotus petals bloomed, and the rays of light filled the air, revealing the black-haired primordial spirit sitting cross-legged.

"What did you say!"

The remnant of the ancestor of the hidden killing sect shouted sharply.

The black-haired primordial spirit stood up, activated his consciousness, and said slowly: "Qinglian's real body, give me a condensate!"

In the void, there is a strange mighty force, which contains a huge and rich vitality.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the broken flesh and blood of Qinglian's real body quickly condensed and reshaped!

In the blink of an eye, Qinglian's true body reappeared in the world!

The entire body looks crystal clear, flawless and smudge-free, and the qi and blood are surging, and the internal organs are filled with huge vitality!

On the huge battlefield, there is no sound!

All the creatures widened their eyes and watched the scene in disbelief.

"what is this?"

"Rebirth from a drop of blood?"

In the minds of the creatures of all races, countless confusions emerged.

This scene, like the rebirth of the great ancestors from a drop of blood, looks exactly the same!

"Huang Wu has stepped into the Mahayana realm and become the ancestor of the Mahayana?"

"No, he is still a half ancestor!"

"how can that be……"

"It's Fortune Green Lotus! It must be Fortune Green Lotus!"

A cultivator said loudly: "The creation of Qinglian is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it takes the world and the earth. Every time it grows to a stage, it has an unimaginable mystery..."

The black-haired Primordial Spirit moved and turned into a azure light with the lotus platform of good fortune.

That cultivator was only half right.

If it is only the seventh-grade good fortune Qinglian, there is no such mysterious power.

This kind of method similar to rebirth from a drop of blood is that Su Zimo absorbed and refined the worry-free wood, experienced the baptism of the supernatural power storm, and after decades of practice, he realized a trace of supernatural power, and the Qinglian real body grew to the peak of the seventh rank. A means of awakening!

A lot of karma added to his body, so that Su Zimo realized this powerful method of rebirth from a drop of blood!

"you!"

"It's impossible! It's impossible!"

The remnant of the ancestor of the hidden killing sect, felt this scene, and suddenly fell into endless madness, screaming hysterically.

Originally, he could leave without regrets.

But now, his heart is full of unwillingness and resentment!

Su Zimo's reconstruction of Qinglian's real body means that he died in vain!

Huang Wu is almost perfect, killing him across a large realm!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The remnants of the ancestors of the hidden killing sect roared and roared in the battlefield!

"Buzz!"

Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he spoke Sanskrit.

boom!

The voice of the ancestor of the hidden killing sect stopped abruptly.

This remnant has also completely collapsed!

The last traces of the ancestors of the hidden killing sect left in this world also disappeared.

He won't go down in history.

And no one will remember him.

When mentioning him in later generations, it may be just a poor Mahayana ancestor who was killed by Huangwu in the semi-ancestral realm.

"This Desolate Martial Artist really deserves to be the number one evildoer in all ages!"

"In the half-ancestral realm, there is a method similar to rebirth from a drop of blood, which is almost immortal in the half-ancestral realm!"

"Not bad! Old Ancestor is out, I'm afraid no one can kill him!"

The expressions of the creatures of all races trembled, and they whispered.

There was no progress in this Ten Thousand Races Conference, but all the creatures from all races felt that they were not in vain, they just felt that it was an eye-opener!

Xiao Ning burst into tears and smiled.

"Damn it, big brother really knows how to play, scared the tiger to death!"

Linghu grinned, patted his chest, and smiled stupidly.

"Who are you talking about Tiger Lord!"

The monkey was also in a good mood, and then gave Linghu a slap.

"Go! Brother Monkey, you hit me again!"

Linghu glared at him, turned his head to look at Ye Ling and said, "Fifth, help me, Brother Monkey will know to bully me."

"How to bully you!"

The monkey rolled his eyes and started fighting with Linghu.

Ye Ling watched this scene quietly, the familiar warmth flowing through her heart, and a smile appeared on her face.

In any case, no matter where he is, no matter who he is, the brotherhood between them has not changed in the slightest.

Even back then, after the monkeys and others learned of his true identity, their attitude towards him did not change at all, there was no fear, and there was no resistance.

In the eyes of Monkey and others, Ye Ling is the fifth child, not a taboo.

Whoever wants to bully him is to be the enemy of their seven brothers!