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- "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 Heavenly 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 Infernal 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 it was about to completely destroy this hell.
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 Son of Blood. The dignity of the Son of God 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 saint of the immortal blood clan. He once competed with Chun Yi in the immortal realm. The two of them fought for two days and three nights between Sheng Jue Zhan and the Starry Sky, causing more than a dozen stars to fall."
"In the end, the Great Sage Chun retreated covered in blood, and the blood massacre won."
"This battle shocked the top leaders of the Heavenly World. At that time, its danger index was rated as level ten."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, 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 Xue Tu and fighting against a great saint.
Faced with such a terrifying existence, how can they fight against it?
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 with all his strength. No matter what, we must block the blood massacre for a while to buy time for Shi Qiankun to retreat.
Moreover, after breaking through to the Nine-Step Saint King, 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 acupuncture points 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 and injected it into Blue Light Blunt Moon Slash, ready to take action at any time.
"It's wonderful, it's wonderful, I'll 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.
??Sacred light emerged from Ji Fanxin's body, and it was obvious that he was using some kind of 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 Tower of Infinite Purgatory began to rotate, and rivers of flames poured out, emitting hot air waves that struck out at extremely high speeds.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were firm 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.It was actually printed on Bao Lie's chest.
"Pfft."
Blood spurted out from Bao Lie's mouth, and he flew 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-Slaying God, Zhang Ruochen rescued Baolie and fed him a large amount of the fountain of life.
"You alone want to fight with me, the 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 the Blood Slaughter God Son even though they had suffered severe injuries, but when faced with his real body, they had no power to fight back at all.
Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists and longed for power in his heart. If his cultivation could reach the Dao Realm or Lin Dao Realm, why should he be afraid of the Blood-Slaying Son of 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 scattered all over, some are intact, some are incomplete, and the shapes are countless.
The deeper you go, the more active the rules of the sword are, and the stronger their restraint on other monks.
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 an unknown number of 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 on the Blood-Slaying Son of God.
"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 bombarding the giant sword.
"Roar."
The giant roared like a wild beast, slashing with his sword repeatedly, showing no fear of death.
Although he is dead, he can still be a sword cultivator and 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 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 Slaughter God has been restrained by the giant. They can take this opportunity to escape. If it is too late, it will be too late. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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