I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1209 Just Some Mouth Ulcers
"Oh? Nine Swords? You're still alive?" The voice suddenly noticed Venerable Nine Swords and others.

"Anjiu, you are still not dead!" This greeting made Venerable Nine Swords confirm that the person who came was the leader of the Shadow Sacred Church!

A black mist fell from the sky, and a man in black robe appeared directly in front of them. His face was pale and he had no nose. If this was in the world of Harry Potter, Zhang Mengyu might directly regard him as Voldemort.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" There was another black mist, and nearly 200 people appeared directly behind An Jiu.

The auras of these people are very strange. There are several different auras in one person, and even the auras of some people are not like human auras at all.

"Sovereign, everyone behind him should be a strengthened person who has undergone blood transformation," Ying Wuxian said in a low voice, "I was forced to the forbidden area of ​​the undead and they also had an inseparable relationship with them. In order to obtain the power of my blood, they Only then created conflicts to make me enmity with many forces, they should have got my blood by now."

Ying Wuxian has already felt that some of them have the aura of his divine body, which makes him feel very disgusted. His own blood is flowing on a group of disgusting people.

"Seeing how much progress you have made in the past 2 years, you actually hang out with a hairy kid," An Jiu laughed, "If you want to find a place to hang out, how about coming to my Shadow Sacred Church, I will give you a deputy leader Dangdang."

"Hmph, you're not much better. Back then, you looked neither human nor ghost, but now you look like a ghost." Venerable Nine Swords also said unceremoniously.

"We'll talk about our matter later, I'm not here to find you this time," An Jiu seemed not to pay attention to Master Nine Swords at all, and his eyes shifted to Zhang Mengyu, "Compared to him, you let I'm more interested, what's your name?"

"My surname is Ni, and my name is Baba. You can call me Baba directly." Zhang Mengyu replied.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" An Jiudao also ignored Zhang Mengyu, maybe he also knew that if he bickered, there would be ten opponents who were not Zhang Mengyu.

"Although I don't know how you entered this forbidden area of ​​life, it doesn't matter. Take out all the things you picked just now."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Zhang Mengyu said, "Did you make a mistake? So many sects dare not threaten me, but you, a bitch without a nose, dare to point at me? Voldemort's face is awesome?"

"They?" An Jiu glanced around, "How can they be a bunch of trash compared to my Shadow Sacred Cult?"

In an instant, a huge aura surged out of him, this force was even stronger than that of Ghost Emperor Fengyan when he broke through just now!
This Anjiu doesn't know how many divine bodies and monster bloodlines are fused in his body. This quantitative change has caused a qualitative change, and even the high-level life body that has just broken through is no match for him!
This powerful oppressive force directly made the surrounding forces take a few steps back, and the power on An Jiu's body was obviously beyond their imagination.

"These people, find your opponents yourself!" An Jiu said to the reformers behind him.

"Jiu Jian, do you still recognize me?" A reformed man behind An Jiu came out. He was also wearing a black robe, but under his hood, half of his face like a beast could be seen.

"who are you?"

"Hahahahahaha!" Zhang Mengyu laughed outright. According to the plot of the novel, this person must have enmity with Venerable Nine Swords, and according to the development of the plot, Venerable Nine Swords will be very surprised that this person is not dead, and then the two There is a big fight.

But this sentence "Who are you" directly does not follow common sense.

"Who am I?" The man sneered, "Would you like me to help you recall that I was seriously injured by your sword in the battle of the Nine Dragons Sword Code?"

The Nine Dragon Sword Code is a unique book left by a sword repairer in ancient times. Its grade has reached the quasi-barren level. The Nine Swords Venerable used it to become the number one master in the Haotian Continent, and even crushed all the gods. By!
At that time, in order to fight for it, the entire Haotian Continent was a bloody storm. At that time, the Nine Swords Venerable also had a narrow escape to snatch it.

"Stop, stop!" Venerable Nine Swords was not interested in recalling, "That day I killed 1000 people instead of 800, and more than ten times as many people were seriously injured. Even if you tell me, I don't know who you are."

"Oh, so it's a trick? Then maybe I don't even know the name."

Zhang Mengyu and Nine Swords Venerable were next to each other and talked about cross talk.

"Enough!" A power surged out of the reformed person that shocked the Nine Swords Venerable. He actually felt that the strength of the other party was not inferior to his, and this person was just a subordinate of An Jiu!
It's outrageous for all the subordinates to grab it, let alone Dark Nine.

"In order to avenge you, I don't know how many times I crawled over from the edge of death, and finally turned into this inhuman and ghostly appearance," the man said in a hoarse voice, "But I survived all of them, and now I You have the power of 12 kinds of gods and the power of 5 kinds of monsters and beasts, and today I want you to feel the pain I suffered back then!"

"Win unlimited, I will be your opponent!"

"You, come out!"

More than 20 people came out from behind An Jiu, and they picked their opponents one after another.

"Sovereign, are you alright?"

"Don't worry," Zhang Meng said with a smile, "it's just a guy with no nose, it won't hurt me."

The people of Ritianzong were not really worried, after all, they had seen the group of people under Zhang Mengyu when they were in the forbidden area of ​​the undead.

Especially the two that merged into one and fused in the end were so powerful that they killed a high-level life form with one punch. No matter how powerful An Jiu was, he couldn't win, right?
Soon, the surrounding battle broke out, and the sound of explosions caused ripples in the sky one after another.

"There are no bodyguards around you now, can you hand over your things?" An Jiu grinned ferociously.

"You can get it yourself if you have the ability."

"I'm not in a hurry about these things," An Jiu looked at Zhang Mengyu and licked the corner of his mouth, "Compared to this, I'm more interested in your blood, which is said to be the legendary Haotian Divine Body, but I think, even if Haotian Divine Body is the most powerful physique, it shouldn't be possible to be so strong, right?"

"You are very smart," Zhang Mengyu said, "It is said that you are extremely smart, no wonder you have no hair on your head."

"Hand over your blood," An Jiu said, "Or, I will come and get it myself!"

"You want my blood?" Zhang Meng smiled and said, "What's so difficult about it, if you want it, I'll just give it to you!"

"It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I can give you a puddle in a month, and that's enough!"

Zhang Mengyu took out a cotton swab and licked his mouth, "I just ate too much barbecue recently, and I have some mouth ulcers, I don't know if these are enough!"

Zhang Mengyu directly threw the cotton swab over.

The kind of cotton swab with some bloodshot eyes, An Jiu even couldn't believe it, it was so easy to get it?
He was still wondering if Zhang Mengyu had some tricks, but when he smelled the faint smell of blood, the cells in his whole body were boiling, as if telling him to quickly absorb the blood.

His eyes were a little dull, "There is such a powerful blood in the world?"

(End of this chapter)