Chapter 5305 Blood God Body

"Old Ancestor, I still need a nobody like you to take care of me!"

There was a cruel tone in the blood-clothed ancestor's tone, pointing directly at Zhang Yifeng, who had spoken rudely to him.

He had never heard of or seen Zhang Yifeng, but when he heard him say that he was from the Wushuang Sect who came to rescue Tianjian Mountain, he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart.

The Wushuang Sect had only sent nearly a hundred people before.

Although I don’t know how that old trash, Old Devil Evil Tail, was defeated by these trash.

But the blood-clothed ancestor did not think that he would fall into the same fate as the evil-tailed old demon.

"Why, after defeating the Evil Tail Old Demon, do you think you are my opponent?"

The blood-clothed ancestor said in a deep voice, and as the blood surged in his body, he turned into a bloody spear in front of him.

"Oh, do you Blood-clothed Sect only know this kind of crude method?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly, looked at the blood-colored spear formed in front of the blood-clothed ancestor, shook his head and asked.

"Be bold!"

Blood all over the blood-clothed ancestor flashed, and blood flowed crazily in the blood pits around his eyes.

There was deep anger on the bloodless face.

"Now that you know about my Blood Clothes Sect, you still dare to insult me. You are really asking for your own death!"

"Ancestor, I will grant you this waste's wish today!"

The blood-clothed ancestor shouted coldly, and the blood-colored spear in front of him flew out at the same time, stabbing Zhang Yifeng.

Dense blood shadows came one after another, and Zhang Yifeng was about to be stabbed into a sieve on the spot.

Jian Chen, who was supporting his junior brother at the side, saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, be careful of this bloody spear."

"The Blood Clothes Sect's dirty blood magic has a very strong suppressive power on monks, especially against physical practitioners like you!"

Jian Chen wanted to help, but he was worried about leaving his junior brother alone.

The blood-clothed ancestor came here just for him. Once he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely kidnap his junior brother and threaten him as soon as possible.

Under the entanglement in his heart, Jian Chen could only grit his teeth and resist the idea of ​​taking action, and just reminded Zhang Yifeng.

"Hehe, don't worry, Master Jianchen, this thing can't hurt me."

Zhang Yifeng chuckled lightly, and seeing that Jian Chen was willing to remind him, he immediately nodded to him.

As for the blood-colored spear fired by the blood-clothed ancestor, it was like a joke in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the countless blood-colored spears pierced Zhang Yifeng's body.

However, the spear did not penetrate his body. The moment it hit, it turned into blood and covered Zhang Yifeng's body.

Just like the blood demon who attacked Wushuang Sect before, after realizing that Zhang Yifeng was a physical cultivator, the blood-clothed ancestor also tried to use the dirty blood magic to corrode his body.

"Hahaha, is that the only extent?"

The blood-clothed ancestor looked at Zhang Yifeng, whose whole body was covered in dirty blood, with only one head exposed in the air, and laughed loudly.

In his eyes, once Zhang Yifeng, a physical cultivator, is eroded by the Blood-Tainted Magic, he will no longer be able to resist.

"Fellow!"

Jian Chen on the side looked at Zhang Yifeng whose whole body was covered in dirty blood, with sadness and anger flashing in his pupils.

At the same time, Jian Chen still felt guilty for Zhang Yifeng.

If he had acted decisively just now, this fellow Taoist from the Wushuang Sect who came to rescue them would not have died!

Thinking like this, Jian Chen turned his head, his face full of sadness and anger.

"Blood-clothed Ancestor, I want you to pay the price!"

After a roar, Jian Chen raised his swords and pointed to the sky.

Suddenly, thick dark clouds once again covered the sky above Tianjian Mountain.

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Under the mixture of grief and anger, Jian Chen could no longer care about anything else and used the most powerful Purple Thunder Sword!

Thunder rolled in the dark clouds, and streaks of purple thunder continued to explode in the sky.

Suddenly, a purple thunderbolt as thick as three people's arms fell from the sky, directly covering Jianchen's entire body in the thunder.

The sizzling electric light kept flashing, and when the thunder dissipated, only Jian Chen was left holding two swords.

At this time, the two swords in Jian Chen's hands were entangled by purple thunder.

The crackling sound of electricity sounded from the sword body.

Raising the two swords in his hands, Jian Chen stared at the blood-clothed ancestor with solemn eyes.

"Blood-clothed Ancestor, today you and I are going to come to an end!"

"Even if I die, I will definitely eliminate this scourge like you!"

With a roar, Jian Chen flew up and went straight towards the blood-clothed ancestor.

The two swords in the palms were filled with electric light, and the sizzling sound of electricity continued to explode.

Under the powerful current, Jian Chen's palms had become a little burnt black.

Obviously, the power of thunder and lightning borrowed from the sky is not so easy to control.

"At the end of your battle, you still dare to resist?"

Seeing Jian Chen coming to kill again, the blood-clothed ancestor immediately stopped looking at Zhang Yifeng.

In his heart, this unknown person is already a dying person.

Now that Jian Chen is approaching again, the blood-clothed ancestor will naturally defeat him completely.

Bursts of wild laughter burst out from his mouth, and blood-colored spears appeared all over the blood-clothed ancestor's body, and he also rushed towards Jian Chen.

"Blood God Body!"

When he came closer and faced Jian Chen, looking at the two thunder swords that the opponent had raised, the blood-clothed ancestor let out a low roar.

The dirty blood all over his body reacted instantly, breaking through the restriction from his heart.

Countless blood gathered into a vast ocean and quickly wrapped around the blood-clothed ancestor's entire body.

At the same time, the figure of the blood-clothed ancestor continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a blood-colored giant more than ten meters tall.

"Jianchen, you are the first person to understand the blood nerves I created."

"But you will never be the last one. The entire Qinghuang Realm will crawl at my feet!"

The giant transformed by the Blood-clothed Ancestor raised his head and laughed, waving his fist and smashing at Jianchen under his feet.

"Ridiculous! Giving up your human body, what future do you still expect!"

Jianchen sneered, facing the blood-colored giant fist that fell from the sky, there was no intention of retreating in his pupils.

Now he has nowhere to retreat, behind him is the Tianjian Mountain that has been passed down for hundreds of years, he must not retreat!

"Give it to me, break it!"

With a roar, Jianchen chose not to retreat but to advance in the face of crisis.

Gripping the two swords in his hands, lightning suddenly shot up into the sky, facing the blood-colored giant fist of the Blood-clothed Ancestor.

Under the purple thunder, the two swords broke through the blood-colored giant fist that fell, and went straight to the head of the Blood-clothed Ancestor.

Jian Chen saw this, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

However, the situation suddenly changed in an instant.

The lightning, which was originally rising, suddenly froze halfway.

At the same time, Jian Chen felt his waist tighten, as if he was grabbed by something.

Looking down, he saw that the blood-colored giant's palm, which had just been pierced by the lightning, had recovered at this moment.

And Jian Chen was being held tightly in the hand of the giant transformed by the Blood-clothed Ancestor.

"Jian Chen, you underestimated the blood nerve that I created."

"This is also the real reason why you will be defeated by me today, go to hell!"