Chapter 5578 Broken Arm! (Sixth Update)

"Confucian Ancestor? You sent people here again and again, it seems that you really care about me.

The Blood God looked at Confucian Ancestor with a cold look. Although there is a big gap between his current strength and Confucian Ancestor's, he will never admit defeat.

"Blood God, considering the friendship between you and me for ten thousand years, I will give you a hundred days. Within a hundred days, you kneel in my Confucian Ancestor Temple for seven days and seven nights and hand over the sacred objects. I can consider letting him and them go."

"Dream on!"

The Blood God refused without thinking. It was impossible for him to kneel!

"Really?"

Confucian Ancestor's voice was cold, and the raging anger in the blood explosion air filled with stars was like red fire, entwined on the bodies of the four people.

"If you don't do it, everyone will die without a burial place! "

The rage of the Confucian Ancestor reverberated throughout the void, and the look he gave the Blood God was filled with endless and sharp killing intent.

The Blood God held his head high, staring at the Confucian Ancestor fearlessly.

The rage descended, and the sharpness in the Confucian Ancestor's eyes was no longer hidden.

The palm was slightly raised, and two fingers turned into a flying sword, carrying the destructive aura of thunder, bombarding the Blood God.

The cold and suffocating killing intent, at this moment Ye Chen and even Qu Chenyun and Ji Siqing were so shocked that they could not move, and could only watch the flying sword fall on the Blood God's body.

The violent blood power of the Blood God wrapped around his body, trying to resist the flying sword of the Confucian Ancestor, but when the flying sword slid down like a meteor, his scalp began to numb. He seemed unable to avoid this blow full of endless destructive power.

"Hiss! "

The sword light cut off the Blood God's arm like cutting tofu, and the splashing blood light turned into a meteor trail in the entire void.

The broken arm was like a rootless duckweed, and was thrown to the ground fiercely.

The Blood God's face was pale. The seemingly casual pointing of the flying sword by the Confucian Ancestor was so powerful. His current strength was too low and too small.

He stubbornly did not bow his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Within a hundred days, your choice will not only be an arm."

The shadow of the Confucian Ancestor looked at the Blood God with disdain. Killing them was like crushing an ant, but it was too easy for him to mind. Therefore, he wanted them to tremble, fear, bow their heads, and admit their mistakes. Then the shadow of endless pressure finally slowly dissipated in the void.

Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward, looked at the bloody broken arm, and cast a spell on the Blood God: "Heaven's blessing! Bagua Tiandanshu! "

A stream of white light, mixed with the supreme aura of the source of Tao, merged with the Blood God and his broken arm.

"How is it possible! Can't be melted?"

Ye Chen frowned. How is this possible! Such a smooth wound, coupled with the Blood God's immortal body and strong resurrection ability, it should not be difficult for him to regenerate a broken arm.

What's going on?

"No."

The Blood God shook his head. He tried to use his own strong recovery ability, but the blood and energy reached the broken arm and flowed back again, as if this road was blocked.

Ji Siqing obviously didn't understand the cause and effect, so he could only turn his head to look at Qu Chenyun.

"The strength of the Confucian Ancestor is really too strong. "

Qu Chenyun shook his head and looked at the Blood God with a look full of emotion and sympathy.

"Even you can't do anything?"

Ji Siqing looked at Qu Chenyun with some regret. She didn't expect that even someone like Qu Chenyun couldn't do anything about this mere broken arm injury.

"This is not an ordinary injury."

Qu Chenyun said solemnly: "Although the Blood God has gained the ability of immortality for some reason."

Qu Chenyun deliberately lowered her voice when she said the word "some reason". Everyone present knew that she was actually referring to the divine object that the Blood God was carrying.

"Could it be that his immortality can't even heal his arm injury? "

Ji Siqing was a little confused. Senior Blood God could be immortal, so how could he not even restore his arm?

"It's not that simple. Immortality can provide Blood God with a constant supply of blood power. As long as there is a trace of divine consciousness left, he can try his best to be reborn. However, the last blow of Confucian Ancestor completely severed the connection between the broken arm and Blood God. In other words, Confucian Ancestor used extremely powerful destructive divine power to force Blood God's body to think that there is no left arm at all."

"Left arm does not exist?" Ji Siqing did not understand what this meant.

Ye Chen understood: "You mean, the ability of immortality itself comes from the connection. Now no matter how strong the divine power is, it is impossible to regenerate an identical one if the connection with the broken arm is lost."

"Yes, that's what I mean."

Qu Chenyun glanced at Ye Chen and nodded.

"If that's the case, if Confucian Ancestor directly cuts off Senior Blood God's heart power and isolates the connection, does it also mean that Senior Blood God will lose his immortality? "

"Not entirely. Directly cutting off the power of blood is something that few people can do. "Qu Chenyun shook his head, "The gap between the Blood God and the Confucian Ancestor is too huge. He cultivates the source of thunder destruction. Being able to cut off the Blood God's broken arm so decisively is already the limit. "

Ye Chen nodded. If that's the case, the Blood God's immortal body is not so easy to break.

"However, few people can do it, but it doesn't mean that no one can do it. "

Qu Chenyun sighed: "The people who coveted that object back then were far more numerous, more complex, and more powerful than you can imagine. With the Blood God's current power at only 60%, it is really a bit unbearable to look at."

Ye Chen nodded. If he wanted to protect the Blood God, there seemed to be only two ways at present. Either he became stronger and protected the Blood God.

Or the Blood God became stronger and recovered to his peak strength back then.

Otherwise, their future would be difficult.

"The thunderous and overbearing power of the Confucian Ancestor is too heavy to destroy the origin. I am afraid that even the broken arm cannot be regenerated in this life."

Qu Chenyun finally sighed and said with some reluctance.

The Blood God's eyes dimmed a little: "Ye Chen, I have a few words to say to you alone."

Ye Chen nodded, and the two walked to the side.

Ji Siqing glanced at Qu Chenyun and said, "Alas, a person like Senior Blood God has become a person with a broken arm. This has greatly reduced Senior Blood God's strength!"

Qu Chenyun nodded: "Everyone has his own fate. This is his karma. We cannot change it."

"Ye Chen, I am now only a broken body, and I have a treasure on me. In the future, countless forces will come because of me."

The face of the Blood God was a little sad. He had been unrestrained and wanton all his life, but now he was forced to this point.