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"You don't need to do anything. The seal will be opened in a moment. You just take out the arm. It's that simple."

The Blood Ancestor smiled faintly, then ignored him and turned to face the seal.

With both hands pressed on the ice, blood-red energy escaped from the Blood Ancestor's body, flowing crazily towards the ice along the Blood Ancestor's arms.

With the influx of blood energy, the ice cubes began to melt from the palm of the Blood Ancestor's hand.

The speed is not fast, and it can be seen that the Blood Ancestor is also having a little difficulty.

"The seal will be opened in a while. You move faster, otherwise, once I let go, the seal will be restored again..." Blood Ancestor reminded.

Chen Muyu finally understood that it might be difficult to take away this arm with the strength of Blood Ancestor alone.

Moreover, he concluded that this arm was not that easy to get, and there was no telling what accident would happen when the time came.

But he had no choice, because he was facing the Blood Ancestor.

"rest assured."

Chen Muyu nodded slightly and gave the Blood Ancestor a positive response.

He just waited, waiting for the seal to melt.

After about half an hour, finally, the middle part of the ice cube had completely melted away, and the arm was exposed.

"Quick, now."

The Blood Ancestor shouted.

Chen Muyu arrived in an instant and without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the arm in the ice.

Although he expected something to happen, the Ji Dao was his master after all. Since this arm belonged to the Ji Dao, he had to have some feelings of master and disciple. Even if there was some residual power, he would not do it to him. .

In just a moment, Chen Muyu had already grabbed the arm.

Huh?

It's actually warm.

Moreover, Chen Muyu could clearly feel a pulse beating on his arm.

Startled.

Chen Muyu immediately retracted and grabbed his arm.

But at this time, the arm seemed to come alive, and he grabbed Chen Muyu's wrist with his backhand.

The next second, a huge force came from his wrist. Chen Muyu had no time to react before he was pulled by the arm and flew away.

"snort."

The Blood Ancestor snorted coldly, "Want to run? Can you run?"

"Bang!"

The next moment, the arm hit the seal and was bounced back.

The Blood Ancestor seemed to have expected such a change. The seal he set up was probably not to prevent Chen Muyu and Yang Lin from escaping, but to trap this arm.

As for Chen Muyu's previous escape and being bounced back, it was just an accident.

Chen Muyu was thrown down again and was in a state of shock.

At this time, he felt the arm holding his left wrist loosen.

Immediately afterwards, he took off his right hand, and the Taoist stick that had been held in his hand flew out.

Looking up, that arm was hanging in the air, holding the Dao Heart Stick.

On the opposite side, facing him was the Blood Ancestor.

this……

Chen Muyu froze. Although it was only one arm, the aura it exuded still made the hair on Chen Muyu's body stand on end.

He had little doubt that if this arm wanted to crush him to death, it would probably be no more difficult than crushing a bed bug.

"hehe."

Opposite me, the Blood Ancestor smiled cheerfully, "Junior brother, do you see clearly? This heart stick is not prepared for you."

What?

Chen Muyu was slightly stunned.

Wasn't the Tao Heart Stick prepared for him?

At this moment, he came back to his senses. At that time, Jidao gave him the Dao Heart Stick, saying that it was a critical moment and he might be able to protect himself.

He had already tried it just now. Although the power of this heart stick was powerful, it was no match for the Blood Ancestor.

In other words, Jidao gave him this stick, not for him, but ultimately just for Chen Muyu to bring the stick here and hand it to this arm.

So, Ji Dao had expected this scene?

Blood Ancestor said this with a hint of provocation.

However, Chen Muyu is not someone who is easily provoked.

The Jidao and the Blood Ancestor, putting aside the grievances and grudges between them, Chen Muyu's heart is biased toward the Jida.

After all, the Jida had given him a lot of benefits.

As for the Blood Ancestor, there was no benefit, and he frightened himself over and over again.

No matter what the Jidao's purpose was at the time, Chen Muyu only looked at the present.

In the current situation, this arm is obviously going to fight the Blood Ancestor.

Chen Muyu didn't know who would win, but thinking about it on the other hand, if they fought, he would have a chance, right?

So, perhaps the self-protection that the Jida talks about is relying on the power of this arm to protect oneself?

"Elder brother, if you have something to say, why bother using a knife or a gun..."

Chen Muyu laughed dryly, but took two steps back, preparing to take Yang Lin into the space of his mind to escape as soon as the two started fighting.

"Uh-huh!"

Before the Blood Ancestor could say anything more, the arm had already taken action first and struck the Blood Ancestor directly with a stick.

The Blood Ancestor had already received a stick from Chen Muyu before, and he was already on guard at this time. He immediately stood in front of him with the Blood Cauldron and took the stick forcefully.

"Buzz..."

Loud noise.

The terrifying sound waves almost caused the entire cave to collapse.

Chen Muyu saw the opportunity quickly and knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the arm move. He quickly grabbed the unconscious Yang Lin and hid in his mind space as if he was fleeing.

…

"What the hell, so dangerous, so scary."

In the space of his mind, Chen Muyu broke into a cold sweat.

What the hell is this? Gods fight and mortals suffer. Why do you have to involve me, a little shrimp, in the grievances between you?

Fortunately, this dimension exists, otherwise, I would be doomed today.

Once those two parties start fighting, who will care about you?

In a battle of that level, even the slightest repercussions would be enough to wipe you out.

"I don't know, who can win?"

Under the Cangwu tree, Chen Muyu sat on the stone steps and pinched the sweat from his nose.

Although the Jida is strong, it is not the Jida after all, it is just an arm of the Jida.

The Blood Ancestor is the strongest person in the extreme realm. Is it possible to fuck him with just one arm?

Along the way, Blood Ancestor has been extremely confident, and the outcome of this battle is really hard to say.

"Ahem."

Yang Lin lay under the tree, coughed twice, spit out two mouthfuls of dirty blood, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Teacher, junior brother..."

The first moment he opened his eyes, Yang Lin saw Chen Muyu and immediately called out weakly.

When Chen Muyu saw him waking up, he quickly helped him up.

Yang Lin took out a bottle of unknown elixir and knocked a few pills into his mouth.

The effect of the medicine was quite good. After taking a few pills, my blood color quickly returned.

"Where's the Blood Ancestor?"

After regaining his breath, Yang Lin looked around and felt strange.

Chen Muyu smiled bitterly and briefly told Yang Lin about the experience he just had.

As for where this place is, Chen Muyu only said that he didn't know, and he came here in a blink of an eye.

"Master must have sent us here to take refuge."

Yang Lin took a deep breath, his face full of gratitude.