Chapter 1906 Despair (1/2)

"Xia Shenzi, your God-Destroying Cross Shield should also be a complete supreme holy weapon. Why can't it produce such tyrannical power?" asked the Nine-Eyed King in confusion.

Xia Wenxin gently stroked the God-Destroying Cross Shield, shook his head and said: "It is extremely difficult to master a complete supreme holy weapon without becoming a great saint. I have only obtained the God-Destroying Cross Shield for a short time, and I still need some time to get used to it. Only with the approval of the weapon spirit can the strongest power be unleashed."

Hearing this, the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King couldn't help but sigh: "Xuetu is really lucky. He refined the Infernal Purgatory Tower so early that even the Immortal Great Sage is no match for him."

Hearing this, Xia Wenxin just smiled lightly and said nothing more.

At this moment, the Infinite Purgatory Tower was flying in mid-air. From the tower, balls of purgatory fire flew out, like fire rain, falling to the ground, making a "rumbling" sound, and almost completely destroying this area.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to use space means to lead everyone back into the sword tomb, but found that the space was restricted and even the flying speed was much slower.

"To deal with these bunch of chickens and dogs, 10% of the strength of this son of God is enough, but you have actually caused the loss of soldiers and generals, and the face of the undead vampire clan has been completely embarrassed by you!"

The Son of Blood Butcher took action against Zhang Ruochen and others while reprimanding Xia Wenxin and others.

The face of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King was particularly gloomy and extremely angry. As the Son of God, he also had pride and dignity in his heart. He had never been reprimanded like this before.

If Xia Wenxin hadn't stopped him, he would have argued with the Blood-Slaughter God Son. The Son of God's dignity should not be trampled upon.

"Who is this grandson? Why are you pretending to be a big clove of garlic?"

Xiang Chunan was extremely unhappy with Xue Tu and was eager to beat him up.

Zhang Ruochen recalled what he read in "The Record of the Ten Tribes of Hell" with a solemn expression and said: "The Son of the Blood Slaughter God is one of the top five powerful men under the great sage of the immortal blood clan. He once competed with Chun Yi in the immortal realm. The two fought between Sheng Jue and the Starry Sky for two days and three nights, causing more than a dozen stars to fall. "

"In the end, Saint Chunyi retreated covered in blood, and the blood massacre won."

"This battle shocked the higher-ups in the Heavenly World. At that time, its danger index was rated as level ten."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, and their hearts almost felt cold.

Even the Great Sage can defeat...

The Great Sage is the emperor among saints, with an immortal body and overwhelming power over all living beings.

There is no difference between fighting against a bloody massacre and fighting against a great saint.

How can they fight against such a terrifying existence?

How can we not despair?

"No matter how strong you are, you have to fight."

Zhang Ruochen glanced behind him and saw Shi Qiankun rushing towards the sword tomb. No matter what, we must block the bloody massacre for a while to buy time for Shi Qiankun to retreat.

Moreover, after breaking through to the Nine-Step Saint Queen, Zhang Ruochen's strength has greatly increased, and he also wants to test what level this famous vampire has reached.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you know how to defeat.

"No matter who he is, Grandpa Xiang is not afraid."

Xiang Chunan roared, and the acupoints all over his body opened, and cloud pillars of demonic energy poured out, continuously converging towards the metal magic crown.

As a sworn brother, he will stand unswervingly by Zhang Ruochen's side at any time, sharing life and death.

Murong Yue didn't speak, she just silently mobilized the demonic energy, injected the blue light Blunt Moon Slash, and was ready to take action at any time.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful, we have to fight him!" The little Taoist said, gritting his teeth.

Needless to say, Bao Lie put his index fingers together, and the holy energy in his body circulated crazily in his meridians, condensing towards the center of his eyebrows. The Eyes of the Star God could be opened at any time.

Divine light emerged from Ji Fanxin's body, and he was obviously using some powerful method.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, Amitabha." Er Sikong chanted the Buddha's name softly.

"Snapped."

Da Sikong slapped Er Sikong on the head and glared: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to go to hell, it should be that bullshit god who goes to hell."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and others blocking the front, the Son of Blood Butcher couldn't help but sneer and said: "Since you are all eager to find death, then I will help you."

Before he finished speaking, the Infinite Purgatory Tower began to rotate, and rivers of flames gush out, emitting hot air waves that hit at extremely high speeds.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were determined and he tried his best to activate the Qingtian Pagoda, making the tower as huge as a mountain and crashing into the Infinite Purgatory Tower.

Although the weapon spirit of Qingtian Pagoda is not here, the consciousness of the weapon spirit is now willing to help with all its strength, and its power cannot be underestimated.

At the same time, the wonderful little Taoist temporarily transformed into the spirit of the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror, pushing the power of the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to the extreme.

Murong Yue hit the Blue Light Blunt Moon Slash, Xiang Chunan hit the Metal Demonic Crown, Bao Lie opened the Star God's Eye, Ji Fanxin's body burst out with a shocking divine light, Da Sikong and Er Sikong joined forces to evolve the world chess table, filled with divine power.

This time, several people used their strongest methods to compete with the Blood-Slaughter God Son.

"boom."

An extremely terrifying force erupted, and the land for hundreds of miles in radius sank rapidly, and thousands of miles of smoke and clouds were swept away.

With such power, even just a little aftermath impact is enough to kill a Saint King-level powerhouse.

"boom."

Zhang Ruochen and others suffered a huge impact, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, they were all thrown away.

On the other side, the Infernal Purgatory Tower stopped and stopped advancing.

Xuetu stood on the top of the tower, his body exploded into pieces and turned into a ball of blood.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Chunan, who was lying in a pool of blood, stood up, coughing up blood and laughing: "Hahaha, what are the five masters, what are the overpowering sages? Will they disappear into thin air when I meet you, Grandpa Xiang? "

The wonderful little Taoist also showed a look of great joy. He couldn't believe his eyes and said, "We actually killed Xue Tu. In this battle, isn't this poor Taoist going to be famous all over the world?"

Zhang Ruochen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he was not as happy as Xiang Chunan and Zhenmiao Taoist. Instead, his face turned pale, his heart sank to the bottom, and he said: "Let's go quickly."

"Let's go, why should we go?"

"That's right, we should pursue the victory while we are victorious and let the undead vampires know who has the final say in Kunlun Realm."

…

Ji Fanxin looked at the Tower of Infinite Hell hanging high in the air, his eyes were more serious than ever before, and he said: "Just now, we just smashed a clone of Xuedu. When his true body comes, we won't be able to leave even if we want to. Lose."

"What... clone..."

'impossible! ’

Xiang Chunan and Zhenmiao Taoist both gasped and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, no one is urging the Tower of Infinite Purgatory, and the space is no longer restricted. It is the best time to retreat.

"Uh-huh."

Moving the space, Zhang Ruochen led everyone back into the sword tomb as quickly as possible.

"boom."

At this moment, a majestic bloody evil energy descended from the sky and appeared on the Infinite Purgatory Tower.

The figure of Xue Tu reappeared, and the aura emanating from his body was nearly ten times stronger than before. It was like a blood-red scorching sun suspended in the sky, reflecting thousands of miles of heaven and earth.

However, his face was particularly ugly.

Just a swarm of ants could actually destroy his clone, so how could he lose his face?

You must know that the clone was condensed by him using a large amount of blood, and it has 10% of the cultivation level of his peak state.

Coupled with the Tower of Infinite Hell, if the Great Sage does not come out, who can compete with him?

"Escape, see where you can escape to. Seal the exits of the Ancient Clan of Suppression Prison, and don't let out a single fly. I will drain their blood one by one." The Son of Blood-Slaying God roared.

On the surface of the Infinite Hell Tower, inscriptions appeared like thousands of tadpoles. The blood energy shot straight into the sky, and the supreme power surged out as if to solidify the space.

The power of using one's true body to activate the Tower of Infinite Hell is incomparable.

"I didn't expect that Blood Butcher would suffer sometimes, hehe." The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King chuckled.

The Blood-Slaughter God Son drove the Infernal Purgatory Tower and broke into the Sword Tomb at high speed.

Only the rules of swordsmanship exist in the sword tomb. Except for sword cultivators, any other monks who break in will have their strength suppressed.

But after the Blood Slaughter God Son broke into the Sword Tomb, he still looked extremely strong, as if he didn't care about the Sword Tomb's suppression of him at all.

No matter how much power he was suppressed, it would not affect his ability to deal with Zhang Ruochen and others.

The seven divine planets suddenly flew out and formed a powerful formation in an instant, suppressing the Blood-Slaughter God Son.

The Blood-Slaying Son of God didn't even look at it, and slapped it casually.

"boom."

The formation was instantly disintegrated, and the seven divine planets scattered in all directions.

Bao Lie showed his extreme speed and stabbed out with a golden war spear.

The perfect power of Qiyao explodes, and the golden light condenses into one point, making it indestructible.

"clang."

The Blood-Slaughter God Son flicked his finger, knocking the golden war spear away.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped a palm and stamped it firmly on Baolie's chest.

"puff."

Blood spurted out from Bao Lie's mouth, flying back like a kite with its string cut off.

There were many tiny cracks on his body, blood seeped out, and he almost exploded.

With just one palm, Bao Lie suffered terrible injuries and almost died.

They are both at the Lin Dao realm, but the difference in strength is not as big as usual.

Just when the Blood-Slaughter God Son was about to add another palm, Zhang Ruochen took action and knocked out the Qingtian Pagoda.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Qingtian Pagoda resisted the Son of Blood-Slaughter God, Zhang Ruochen rescued Baolie and fed him a large amount of the Fountain of Life.

"Only you want to fight with this Son of God, without knowing whether to live or die." The Son of Blood-Slaughter shook the pagoda into the sky and said coldly.

Seeing that Bao Lie was so seriously injured, everyone's heart sank and they didn't know what they could do to fight against the Son of Blood Butcher God.

They had managed to destroy a clone of Blood Slaughter God Son despite serious injuries, but when faced with his real body, they had no power to fight back.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists, eager for power in his heart. If his cultivation could reach the Dao Realm or Lin Dao Realm, why should he be afraid of the Son of Blood-Slaying God?

He does not lack resources or potential, all he lacks is time.

Give him a hundred more years, and under the Great Sage, he will not be afraid of anyone.

The Son of Blood Butcher didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Zhang Ruochen and others. He liked to see their fearful expressions and pushed them step by step deeper into the sword tomb.

On the black field, there are all kinds of swords, both intact and incomplete, with countless shapes and shapes.

The deeper you go, the more active the rules of the sword become, and the stronger their restraint on other monks becomes.

Except for Zhang Ruochen, Bao Lie, Ji Fanxin and others were all severely suppressed and their strength was reduced sharply.

On the other hand, the Son of Blood-Slaughter God is still as powerful as a rainbow. With the complete Supreme Sacred Artifact in hand, it is difficult for the Sword Tomb to suppress him too much.

In a mysterious place in the Sword Tomb, Luo Yi appeared, frowning and looking at the extremely arrogant Blood Slaughter God Son.

"I finally found something, but idiots like the Undead Vampires came in. It's really disgusting."

Luo Yi's face was ugly, and he was very unhappy that the undead vampire came to ruin his good deeds.

After releasing his powerful mental power, a giant appeared behind him, holding a giant heavy sword.

The giant is not a living being, but a dead corpse. It has been dead for unknown years and was buried in the sword tomb. The corpse does not rot and still possesses great power.

"It's not that easy to release Hades, go ahead." Luo Yi sneered and used his mental power to drive the giant.

"boom."

The giant jumped out suddenly, looked down from a high position, swung his giant heavy sword, and slashed down at the Blood-Slaughter God Son.

"snort."

The Blood-Slaughter God Son snorted loudly and charged out with a single finger.

A streak of blood burst out, piercing the space and striking the giant sword.

"Roar."

The giant roared like a wild beast, slashing with his sword repeatedly, showing no fear of death.

Even though he is dead, as a sword cultivator, he can still have a great advantage in the sword tomb.

Zhang Ruochen glanced in the direction where the giant jumped out, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, thoughtfully.

The next moment, he came back to his senses, and without hesitation, he led Bao Lie and others as quickly as possible towards an ancient mountain covered in ice and snow in the distance.

The Son of Blood Butcher God has been restrained by the giant. They can take this opportunity to escape. If it is too late, it will be too late.

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