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They were originally planning to fight Zhan together that day, but Zhan played a trick on them and directly opened the Imperial Tomb. They could not resist the temptation and entered the Imperial Tomb one after another to look for opportunities.

Speaking of which, it was their fault.

However, who could have imagined that the Emperor's Tomb would be so dangerous?

Those powerful people in the super-god realm thought they could be regarded as overlords in the chaos, but when they entered this world, they suddenly discovered that one day they, who were so high above them, would become ants in the eyes of others.

Originally, they wanted to join forces to lead the war into disaster. As long as Zhan fell, the disaster would be over. But the result was that after their group entered the Emperor's Tomb, they encountered a large number of powerful gods and demons. Attacks, on the first day. More than half dead.

In the days that followed, they found a temporary location. Relying on the strength of Jiang Haotian and Tai Luo, they managed to stabilize the situation and everyone was able to take a breather.

However, just a few days after the good days, the place where they were stationed was within the sphere of influence of an eighth-level powerhouse.

Yes, the Northern Territory is much more prosperous than the Southern Territory. There are hundreds of thousands of gods and demons above the seventh level. Although the eighth-level strong ones are rare, they are not without them.

They were so unlucky that they finally chose a location and found themselves within the sphere of influence of an eighth-level powerhouse.

That eighth-level powerhouse had power in the mid-eighth level. Jiang Hao was no match for him and had no choice but to escape.

As a result, a group of people dispersed and fled, and few who followed Jiang Haotian came out alive.

The group of people were like frightened birds, and were dispersed on the way to escape. In the end, the only ones who were still following Jiang Haotian were the Dragon Emperor and his friends.

In fact, in that situation, no one would care about anyone else when they were escaping. Jiang Haotian might have deliberately gotten rid of those burdens, and if he could keep up, he would follow, and if he couldn't, he would seek happiness for himself.

After that, they wandered around the Northern Territory. Without those oil bottles, it was indeed much easier to move around. They went to several cemeteries of gods and demons and had some opportunities, but those opportunities were nothing to worry about. Nothing.

Especially now that he met Zhan and saw that Zhan had completed his pursuit, Jiang Haotian felt even worse.

Is this considered stealing the chicken but losing the rice?

He failed to harm others, but was ridden on the head of the victim?

"This blood mist is not easy to deal with, and there is also that King Qian. There might be something waiting for you and me inside."

Zhan Da said carelessly, "Brother Haotian, do you want to join forces with me?"

At this time, the blood mist condensed into a female figure in front of the lake, "It's ridiculous, we are still chatting here, you two, you don't take me seriously!"

With a wave of his sleeves, countless blood mist came from nowhere, and the blood mist in the barrier instantly became a hundred times thicker.

"ah……"

I don't know how many gods and demons, because of the appearance of the war, most of the firepower was absorbed. The damage caused by the blood mist to them was extremely low. They almost thought that things had turned around. But when the blood mist became thicker again, they discovered that they Too naive to think.

The terrifying law of devouring was unparalleled, and he tried his best to resist, but under the terrifying power, he looked so ridiculous and pale. The defense was quickly defeated, and screams were heard in the blood mist.

The blood shadow's momentum was exploding.

From the peak of the seventh level, he has been sprinting towards the eighth level.

The power of the Devouring Law made Jiang Haotian's face slightly ugly, and a layer of blue light emerged from his body, barely able to resist the power of the Devouring Law.

But looking back at the battle, this guy's body was glowing with golden light, and the terrifying power of the Devouring Law still couldn't do anything to him.

"Eighth level, are you sure about it?" Zhan asked Jiang Haotian with a smile.

Jiang Haotian frowned slightly, "Didn't you say we joined forces?"

He is also deeply aware of the situation he is in now. He still underestimated the strength of this blood shadow. With his own strength, if he meets the eighth level, it will be a tie at most. After all, it is not a real eighth level. He has enough defense and insufficient attack. .

When Zhan heard the words, the corner of his mouth curved, "There is an opportunity within, one person is half of it!"

Jiang Haotian looked at Zhan strangely. At this time, he was actually talking about this?

"make a deal."

Well, since we are joining forces, let's discuss the distribution of benefits first. Jiang Haotian agreed, "However, if there is blood from the Demon Ancestor, I will give priority to it."

"good."

Zhan Ye readily agreed. After all, what he wanted was not the essence and blood of the Demon Ancestor, but just the bloodthirsty demon spirit.

At this time, the bloodthirsty demon spirit was furious, roared, formed a giant palm that covered the sky, and grabbed directly at the two of them.

A terrifying black hole formed in the palm of his hand. The terrifying suction force was like a super powerful vacuum cleaner, trying to suck away the blood and energy from the two of them.

Everything around him whirred as he was sucked in.

The two of them seemed to have roots under their feet and stood firmly on the spot.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Zhan Danran asked Jiang Haotian calmly.

"Since we want to cooperate, of course we have to show some skills."

Jiang Haotian responded calmly, "I am a seventh-level emperor, and my eighth-level combat power is guaranteed to be true. What about you?"

"good."

Zhan Danran smiled, his face filled with incomparable confidence.

Zhan raised his right hand and made a gesture.

An ordinary golden sword appeared at his fingertips.

Accompanied by the faint chanting of Sanskrit, ten thousand-character Sanskrit seals were coiled around the small sword.

"cut!"

Zhan was bathed in golden light, like a holy Buddha. He suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his finger, and the small sword instantly shot towards the bloody shadow in front of him.

The small sword suddenly grew in size, and the golden light around it was infinite. It carried an unparalleled momentum and ran straight into the blood shadow.

The surrounding barriers were all cut open by this sword.

The golden sword instantly penetrated the blood shadow.

"ah!"

A scream shook the eardrums and shocked the soul.

The blood shadow seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, instantly collapsed and retracted quickly.

In just a moment, all the blood mist in the barrier had receded, and it was unknown where it was covered up.

All that was left were the withered bones on the ground, and some gods and demons that had been devoured and lost a lot of weight.

The Dragon King and the others were fine. The three of them gathered together, and they all held a big bell on their heads. The big bell cast a clear light and protected them to death.

It seems to be in good condition, but the consumption should be considerable. The Emperor Kun is almost crumbling and can hardly stand.

Jiang Haotian looked at Zhan who was calm and composed.

It's like a lifetime ago.

Shocked, stunned.

This guy has become so strong?

He has really reached the eighth level.

That sword strike just now.

Jiang Haotian asked himself, he couldn't exert such great combat power.

If that sword comes towards me, can I catch it?

For the first time, Jiang Haotian had self-doubt about himself. Why not fight?

"The Great Ten Thousand-Character Divine Sword Technique? The Demonic Golden Light? You are indeed a remnant of the ancient Buddha clan!"

From somewhere, a hoarse female voice came. It was the voice of the blood shadow just now, mixed with boundless anger.