Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

"Hantong, come and help me!"

Hearing Xue Tu's cry, the Holy King of the Great Wilderness Sect rushed over and asked uneasily: "Xue Tu, I am seriously injured and have very little fighting power left. How can I help you?"

Xuetu laughed: "You don't have to fight, I just want...your blood!"

Han Tong was horrified when he heard what he said. He quickly retreated, but it was already too late. Xue Tu stabbed his chest with one hand and lifted him up!

"Ahem...I, the Great Wilderness Sect..."

With a grasp, Hantong shriveled up quickly and condensed into a blood ball, which was held in the hands of the Blood Slaughterer.

"Although the cultivation level has been suppressed, this blood is still the genuine blood of the Holy King!" Xue Tu took a breath of the blood smell infatuatedly, and bloodshot eyes spread out.

"Do you think my blood-slaying fame is only based on a blood cone? Dahua Blood Hand!"

Using the blood all over the body of a holy king as a guide, the blood of the surrounding human and monster monks who died in battle was also pulled out. Even some injured monks had a large amount of blood sucked away, forming a giant bloody palm in the air.

"So what if you are a quasi-emperor? Why should I be so bloody?"

The blood was pouring into the sky, and it struck Hua Yunfei fiercely with boundless evil aura. At the same time, Xuetu burned the essence and blood, and the blood cone glowed brightly, shooting out three red lights that affected Hua Yefei's power area.

"Blood massacre... is so stupid!"

Hua Yunfei sneered, with a hint of sharpness in his sleeves: "If you concentrate your efforts to recapture the quasi-emperor soldiers, there may be a glimmer of hope! Unfortunately, the hearts of the people are not enough. If you take action against me, who will give you the courage!"

With a flash of black light, Hua Yunfei melted the grass-character sword technique into Kun's Yin Qi, cutting off the seemingly vicious bloody palm.

"Ignorance, how can my Great Blood Palm be so simple?" Xuetu pushed his hands, and the blood droplets turned into fine needles and shot towards Hua Yunfei. As long as one was hit by one, it would detonate itself. of blood.

The black energy surged like armor, covering Hua Yunfei, like a demon coming to the world, blocking all the needles in his way.

Originally, Xuetu was going to collect the blood drops and reuse them. Unexpectedly, the blood needle penetrated into the black air and disappeared like a stone. The connection was disconnected and disappeared.

Xuetu was a little panicked now, maybe it wasn't a good idea to fight with him.

Seeing Hua Yunfei slowly raising his hand, as if he was about to fight back, Xuetu turned his head and shouted to the other side: "Master Chenxing Hall, come and help me!"

The holy king of the temples who was fighting the white ape trembled, took the white ape's blow, and fled far away.

"What are you..." The other surviving human monks also revealed their trump cards and fled quickly. Seeing this, Xue Tu became furious and shouted: "You... come back to me!

Hua Yunfei looked at the helpless Xuetu with a playful look on his face, Xiao Zhui was still struggling.

"Xue Tu, right? Do you have any backup plans? Otherwise, you'll have to stay here." Blood Tu's face was covered in cold sweat. The more he was a murderous person, the more panicked he felt at this moment.

At this moment, Xuetu didn't care about his quasi-emperor's soldiers and turned around to run away.

But Hua Yunfei is no better than a white ape, how could he let this rare prey escape from his hands. He raised his hand to catch Xue Tu who was running away like crazy, and he chased after him with black energy filling the air.

Just as he was about to catch the blood butcher, the blood cone roared and exploded with huge power.

The Imperial Soldier has a spirit, and Xue Tu can abandon it and run away, but it still has to protect its master, break free from its restraints, and help Xue Tu. At this time, Hua Yunfei faced a choice: take down the imperial soldiers? Or capture the blood butcher.

"Needless to say, everyone will choose the imperial soldiers!"

Hua Yunfei smiled ferociously, letting go of the suppression of the Quasi-Emperor's soldiers, and the black energy spread instantly, engulfing the blood mass: "Unfortunately, I, Hua Yunfei, do whatever I like.

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From the black air came the shrill screams and the sound of flesh being peeled off, which made the heads of all the demon tribes go numb and their hair stand on end.

"Why is the bonus so small?" Hua Yunfei frowned slightly. After sacrificing the blood massacre, the improvement he received was almost the same as an ordinary powerful one. It was actually based on the suppressed level.

This also put an end to Hua Yunfei's little plan to take advantage of the opportunity to kill and sacrifice everyone here.

The blood cone circled twice in the air, let out a mournful cry, picked up an object, and flew straight through the air. Hua Yunfei couldn't catch up, so he didn't bother to care about it, even though the blood cone took away Xuetu's storage bag

Hua Yunfei also disagreed.

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"It's mine, no one can take it away, and no one can escape!"

However, where Hua Yunfei could not see, there were two demon saints, an eagle and a wolf, following a human monk.

Ye Futian was very irritated. The two monsters were fighting and not fighting, running and not running, which greatly hindered his time. If they hadn't been sneaking behind him, he would have reached the core area long ago.

At this moment, a bloody light flashed across the horizon, and the two heads of the black two-headed wolf burst open at the same time. The blood whale was swallowed by a small blood-colored cone like a whale sucking water, and died instantly.

The one-horned eagle's feathers stood upright, showing its demonic appearance, and it flapped its wings desperately to escape.

Ye Futian had no intention of chasing after him. He stared at this quasi-emperor's soldier that exuded endless blood, his eyes full of surprises. There was also a Qiankun bag hanging on the tail of the cone, which was accepted by Ye Bian.

"I'll just call you... Blood God Cone."

Easily identifying this quasi-emperor's weapon as its master, Ye Futian couldn't put it down and played with it. The small awl trembled slightly and responded enthusiastically. If Xuetu had not died, he would have felt uncontrollably miserable when he saw this scene.

(Seeking for further reading, seeking for complete stability! Talent).