Starting From Hehuan Sect, the Lifeblood Is Controlled by the Elder Sister

Chapter 722 Wu Zu

Tiansha Supreme felt depressed, but he also knew that if it was the real Ye Xuefeng, he would have such qualifications.

He was not the only Supreme who had suffered at the hands of that guy. He was a madman who dared to break into the Liexian Pavilion.

He could only grit his teeth again and send eleven drops of blood through the air again.

He only had one drop of blood from several of the ancestors, which made him bleed.

Everyone saw a drop of crystal clear blood flying out from the foreheads of the twelve ancestors.

These blood seemed to contain endless power, falling towards Lin Fengmian's forehead and being absorbed into his body.

The twelve drops of blood in Lin Fengmian's body were suspended in each other, and the huge blood energy emanating from them poured into his limbs.

These twelve drops of blood encountered the overlapping fire of karma and were instantly detonated, and the phantoms of the ancestors began to appear around him.

Lin Fengmian showed a look of pain, his breath became stronger and stronger, and his blood energy was like a rainbow.

Although he had not yet awakened from his enlightenment, he instinctively suppressed the blood in his body.

The Supreme Heavenly Evil dared to give it to him, but he did not dare to absorb it directly, otherwise he would explode and die.

Seeing the twelve huge shadows of the ancestor witches guarding Lin Fengmian, everyone was shocked by this scene, and exclamations came one after another.

"The twelve ancestor witches all gave blood together, which is a treatment that even Daozi has never had!"

"Is he the reincarnation of the witch god? He actually has such a powerful resonance with the gods!"

"This is definitely a genius at the level of the young supreme. I'm afraid that the one back then was no more than this?"

...

Lin Fengmian's figure standing in the air looked more and more upright under the reflection of the divine light, as if he had really become the young supreme in the eyes of everyone.

Ye Yingying opened her cherry mouth and said in disbelief: "This...this...this is cheating, right?"

Chen Qingyan clenched her hands excitedly, looking proud of it.

I knew that my junior brother was very powerful!

Yueyinglan's eyes were also full of surprise. Is this guy really the Young Supreme?

Jun Yunshang was so happy that she wondered if she should say that Mr. Ye was very affectionate and loyal.

Then the old ghost Tiansha would probably help her to eliminate all the beautiful women around him.

But she was afraid that Lin Fengmian would hate her, so she gave up the idea of ​​killing with a borrowed knife and killing all the rivals.

Tiansha Supreme thought that Jun Yunshang should be satisfied. He shuddered when he heard Jun Yunshang's "If it was Mr. Ye".

"This Jun Wuxie actually has the same talent as Mr. Ye. Is he really Mr. Ye?"

Before Tiansha Supreme had time to be happy, he saw Jun Yunshang frowning and looking for something everywhere.

"There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. These things are not particularly rare. It is possible that someone intervened!"

She shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's observe it again!"

Tiansha Supreme, who was already full of cracks, felt that he was really going to crack. Damn it!

After all this time telling me, you still don't believe it?

Are you kidding me?

Killing people and destroying their hearts!

Jun Lingtian laughed and said, "Tiansha, you underestimate my daughter too much."

Tiansha Supreme was a little greedy. After all, he had spent so many treasures and didn't achieve the desired result.

He made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said, "You can't catch the wolf if you don't want to sacrifice your wife. Anyway, this kid can't absorb it!"

In the Wushen Square, everyone was shocked beyond words and a little numb.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly changed, and with a violent lightning and thunder, a drop of dazzling blood fell from the sky.

Everyone felt a terrifying pressure coming, and there was a feeling of wanting to worship, as if they had encountered a higher level of power.

"What kind of blood is this?"

Sun Minghan's face changed slightly, looking at the drop of blood in horror, feeling the strong blood suppression.

Jun Yunshang also changed color slightly, as if she had seen something incredible.

She wanted to stop while she was ahead and end with a suspicious tone, but she didn't expect Tiansha Supreme to be so obsessed.

What kind of blood is this?

The drop of blood with terrible fluctuations dripped directly on Lin Fengmian's forehead and quickly merged into his body.

A powerful force exploded in his body. If there was no restriction inside, it would have burst his body directly.

But even so, the overflowing blood was stimulated by the fire in his body, and it still helped him break through a small realm.

Lin Fengmian turned from the magnificent picture of the ancient war between witches and liches, and saw a giant standing in the chaos.

The giant stretched out his hand and grasped it, and a huge axe fell into his hand, shining brightly.

Sister-in-law... No, the axe of creation?

The giant held the axe with both hands and shouted angrily, his muscles bulged, and he chopped out with an axe, splitting the entire chaos.

Lin Fengmian woke up from enlightenment, his eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils flashed with a divine light as bright as stars.

The axe that created the world reverberated in his mind, and the magnificent scene at that moment hit his soul like a huge wave.

He felt the blood boiling in his body, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the sound shook the nine heavens.

As he roared, a Pangu phantom slowly emerged behind him, holding a huge axe, majestic and overwhelming.

The twelve phantoms of the ancestor witches who were originally standing quietly actually knelt down slowly under this pressure, and knelt respectfully to the Pangu phantom behind Lin Fengmian, and took the initiative to be shorter than Lin Fengmian.

The kneeling of these ancestor witch phantoms was not out of fear, but out of respect for Pangu, the ancestor of heaven and earth.

However, for those disciples with low cultivation, they felt an extremely heavy pressure, forcing them to kneel down, their bodies trembling.

After Lin Fengmian roared, he felt that the power in his body was still surging and could not be completely vented.

He subconsciously imitated the axe of the giant who created the world and swung his arm violently.

"Open!"

He shouted, and a bright light burst out from his hand, piercing through the void like lightning and slashing around.

This light drew a perfect arc in the air, and finally circled back to Lin Fengmian, forming a dazzling halo.

With a loud "click", the twelve ancestor witch statues around him had a deep crack on their chests under the slash of this light.

Seeing this, the twelve ancestor witch phantoms could not help but surge with anger in their hearts.

You, the descendant of the evil god, dare to destroy my statue?

But unfortunately, Lin Fengmian had that drop of blood essence on him, and there was a phantom of Pangu behind him, so they could only be angry but not speak.

Although Sun Minghan and others resisted this pressure, they were still scared when they saw Lin Fengmian, who was like a god or a demon.

Recalling that the twelve witch ancestors did not respond to him, even if they responded, it was when everyone looked down on him.

Rather than saying it was recognition, it was more like vindicating him!

Even so, he was specially lifted up in the air, as if he didn't dare to look down at him.

This is not a response, it is clearly not daring to offend the superior!

Then what is his identity?

The reincarnation of the witch ancestor?

Sun Minghan's scalp suddenly numbed, his knees weakened, and he almost knelt down.

"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou, help me up!"

"Palace Master, give me a hand, my legs are weak too..."

...

Witch God Mountain, Tiansha Supreme looked at Lin Fengmian pretending to be cool, and his face turned black.

Obviously, he gave him the opportunity to pretend, but why did he want to beat him so much when he was pretending to be cool?

I'm a little envious. Why didn't I have the chance to show off like this back then?

But this kid not only knows how to burn his own karmic fire, but also seems to have mastered the Heaven Creation Style.

This kid seems to be predestined with me!

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