Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The giant chopped rupture, a huge figure appeared, there are tens of meters of giants, and no human form can be seen at all.

This is a huge blood cell, and the limbs and head are pulled out of the blood cell, so you can't see it. qL11

If you don't look at it carefully, you can't see it at all. This is a person.

It's hard to imagine that a person's shape has become like this and can survive.

Nie looked at the **** monster in front of her eyes, and could not help but frown, and her heart retched.

"Voto-." Feng Chi did not hold back, directly spit it out.

Such a shape has already deviated from the human category, and it is no wonder that it is hidden in the coffin.

Nie thought about it for a moment. It is estimated that this guy is sucking up too much blood and can't digest it. After a long period of time, it becomes this kind of respect.

In fact, in the end, it is because this person has cultivated the practice of evil spirits.

The world of warriors, the strength is respected, there are many people, in order to pursue stronger strength, often do the next thing.

"Old monster, you are like this, you should let go of the blood." Fengchi finally recovered, smiled coldly, then stepped out, a gun spurt out, directly put the huge blood ball, wear It’s a cool heart.

"Boom!" Suddenly, endless **** gas was released, flooding the valley.

Nie's figure receded slightly, and there was an unbearable smell of stench in the space.

"I rely on, your blood is stinky!" The reaction of Feng Chi is even more exaggerated. The figure retreats to the entrance of the valley, pinching his nose.

Nie frowned, but could barely endure this stench.

In the blink of an eye, the huge blood ball actually recovered from the normal human being, and it looked like a chunky old man.

"You are one of the 13 ghouls, right?" Nie brows up and stares at the chunky old man.

"This seat is a blood-winged ancestor!" The short-skinned old man said that he didn't have much fear, but he was deeply unwilling.

His blood-winged ancestors had hundreds of thousands of years of ruins, and he did not expect to be planted in the hands of two generations, so how can he be willing.

"You are the blood-wing ancestor!" Feng Chi heard the blood-wing ancestor's self-protection name, can not help but frown, surprised.

"Do you know the blood-wing ancestors?" Nie turned to look at Feng Chi, and his eyes sank.

"Of course I know." Feng Chi laughed, and then looked at the eyes of the blood-winged ancestors but it was gloomy, saying: "The blood-winged ancestors are among the 13 sacred ghosts, except for Wan Ying's ancestors. A killer."

"I remember that hundreds of years ago, the blood-wing ancestor had destroyed a city in order to catch a martial artist with a fuss. There were two million people in the city!"

Nie heard from Feng Chi, and his face could not help but sink.

This blood-winged ancestor is too cruel.

In order to catch a person, even destroy a city, such behavior, cruel to the extreme.

"Blood-winged, I have to be right?" Feng Chi looked cold and looked at the blood-winged ancestors.

"Yes." The blood-wing ancestors responded plainly, saying: "The city that was destroyed by this seat is called Wuyun City."

"You killed so many people, isn't there a little bit in your heart?" Feng Chi looked cold and continued to ask.

"Hey?" The blood-winged ancestors smiled coldly, and the good expression seemed to hear a joke. "This is the cruel world of the weak meat. If you choose the road of the warrior, it is reverse."

"In order to get a strong power, why not kill the next person?"

"In the eyes of this seat, those who have no strength are no different from the ants."

"They are alive, just to set off my strength. They are dead and it doesn't matter to me."

"Is it?" Feng Chi trembled, whispered, suddenly his eyes trembled, cold and cold: "Blood wings, you are injured, is it thanks to Lingyun Jiansheng?"

"How do you know?" The blood-winged ancestors stunned and stunned.

The reason why he was injured was caused by Lingyun Juggernaut.

He hasn't figured out so far, why should Lingyun Juggernaut kill him?

He and Lingyun Jiansheng did not have a little bit of intersection, just heard the latter's name, not even seen the latter.

But hundreds of years ago, Lingyun Jiansheng suddenly found him, and he couldn’t help but fight him.

He was seriously injured by Lingyun Juggernaut, so he returned to the back of the shade and found a remote valley to recover.

After hundreds of years of cultivation, I saw that his injury was about to recover, but he did not expect to encounter the two metamorphosis of Nie and Fengchi.

"I know, it's more than that." Feng Chi smiled coldly and said: "You may not know until now, Lingyun Jiansheng, why should you chase you?"

"Why?" The blood-winged ancestor frowned and asked urgently.

This is a problem that has plagued him for a long time. What is the enemy between him and Lingyun Juggernaut?

"Hey." Feng Chi sneered, said: "Because of the black cloud city that you have destroyed, there is a person who is in charge of Lingyun Juggernaut. That person is the daughter of Lingyun Jiansheng!"

"This······" The blood-winged ancestors heard the words of Feng Chi, and his face froze, I don’t know what to do.

That time, he killed more than two million people.

But in his view, more than two million people are like ants.

How could he think that one of the ants who were killed by him was actually the daughter of Lingyun Juggernaut.

In his eyes, those who are weak are ants.

In the eyes of Lingyun Jiansheng, how much difference does he have with his blood-winged ancestors and ants?

When Nie heard the words of Feng Chi, he could not help but frown.

He did not expect that such a thing would happen in the mouth of Feng Chi.

"Blood-winged, you despise the weak like an ant, but you end up, but it is because of an ant ant, is this not ridiculous?" Feng Chi smiled coldly, stepping out, apparently to kill the blood-wing ancestor It is.

"Slow!" At this time, the blood-winged ancestors shouted and suddenly asked: "Child, what is your relationship with Zhang Xuehao?"

"Well?" Feng Chi was a stagnation and stunned.

The blood-winged ancestor laughed at this time and said: "The seal scroll you just took out, looking at the entire remains of the ice, only Zhang Xuehao can make it. This seal of the holy level, even Zhang Xuehao, It takes more than a hundred years to make it."

"Since Zhang Xuehao is willing to give you the seal scroll, it is clear that your relationship with him is extraordinary."

"What about the extraordinary?" Feng Chi sneered, the killing on the face is even heavier.

"As far as I know, Zhang Xuehao is a person of Wanwan Guild. Isn't you also?" The blood-winged ancestor laughed and asked quite a bit.

"Is this question important to you? Is it important?" Feng Chi’s eyes sank, stepping out again, and a gun whistling out.

The blood-winged ancestor felt that the killing was coming, suddenly raised his head, and smothered the cold and volley. His entire body turned into a **** light, and even the last screams could not be shouted.

A generation of killing madman, one of the corpses of the thirteen scorpions, is so terrible!