My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

Immediately, he met the blood corpse, clapped his palms frequently, and fought with the blood corpse.

Facing the Blood Saint Cannian who was coming towards him, Fang Chen frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

It's not because the blood holy remnant is too strong.

Rather...too weak!

According to Taoist Zhu, the blood saint's remnant thoughts are suppressed by the rules of the ancient road of burying the gods, and at most only the way of transformation can be completed.

But, after all, it is the remnant thoughts of the great sage, even if it is only the completion of the Tao, the strength is extraordinary, enough to crush most peerless evildoers.

However, Fang Chen's feeling was...very ordinary.

It's not that his strength has skyrocketed, his mentality is out of balance, and he is arrogant.

It's an indescribable mysterious feeling.

Facing the remnants of the blood saint, a feeling of looking down naturally appeared in my heart.

An essential overlooking!

It's like the feeling of the gods and gods overlooking the creatures in the world, overlooking at the level of life.

For a moment of Fang Chen's sluggishness, the remnants of the Blood Saint had already arrived in front of Fang Chen.

There is no rash attack, but careful investigation.

He was just a wisp of remnant, but he was able to dominate the remains of the Blood Saint, and he had contended with the Zhu Taoist whose strength had not been damaged for tens of thousands of years, and even once restrained the other party and turned against the guest.

Relying on his innate prudence.

Even if the cultivation of this kid in front of him is only Nascent Profound Perfection, he can easily be destroyed.

After all, this is the helper Taoist Zhu found.

He can despise or even ignore this human race, but he dare not despise the bamboo Taoist.

Even if it's just a little bit of negligence, it may lead to a total loss. It is not easy for him to gain the current advantage, so he dare not take it lightly.

"……Um?"

"What terrible luck!"

Blood Saint Cannian stared at Fang Chen, his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

"Even when the Blood Saint was at his peak back then, his luck was not as good as this kid."

"Is this where Taoist Zhu's confidence lies?"

Blood Saint Cannian was a little puzzled, "No matter how magnificent luck is, it is only a symbol of blessings, and cannot represent its strength."

"Luck alone... is not enough to pose a threat to me!"

Blood Saint Cannian stared at Fang Chen for a long time.

Greed gradually arose in my heart.

"If I can plunder such a magnificent fortune... I can at least avoid repeating the same mistakes and pursue a higher peak."

Back then, the Blood Saint was out of luck and was slaughtered by the True Dragon Daojun for no reason.

Otherwise, with the honor of the great sage, how could he be suppressed by such a holy medicine as Taoist Zhu and absorb energy?

"No, you have to be more cautious."

Blood Saint Cannian hesitated, and decided to test Fang Chen's depth first.

Immediately, the power of heaven and earth was mobilized, condensed into a bloody sword, and slashed towards Fang Chen.

Fang Chen raised his brows, the attack of Blood Saint Cannian was indeed a complete protection, and a random blow was comparable to those top monsters of other races.

Although he was not afraid, he did not dare to underestimate it.

But... why did he have the feeling of looking down?

strange!

A flame popped out from his fingers, blessed by the power of fire, and smashed the bloody sword.

Immediately, Fang Chen directly charged towards Blood Saint Cannian.

He needs to verify.

Xue Sheng Cannian's mind was twitched, and he was extremely shocked.

Fuck!The power of the avenue? !

A mere Nascent Profound Realm, in charge of the power of the Dao? !

slip!

Hurry up!

Without saying a word, Holy Blood Cannian turned into a beam of blood and fled crazily.

Fortunately, I am so cautious, otherwise I am afraid I will fall into the hands of this kid today!

Nima, even in the heyday of the ancient times, there is still an existence that can control the power of the Dao without the Nascent Profound Realm!

This kid from the human race is probably not the reincarnation of the great emperor of the human race!

At this time, under his control, the blood corpse repelled Taoist Zhu, and also retreated decisively, turning into a pool of blood for thousands of miles.

This is the supernatural power rooted in the holy body of the blood saint.

Thousands of miles of blood pools are all one, and if a drop of blood remains, he will live forever.

Blood Saint Cannian intends to return to the pool of blood, as long as he stays in the pool of blood, he will have no worries!

Seeing this, Zhu Taoist stared, was Blood Saint Cannian scared away?

Does this work too?

I am such a cheap master, so awesome?

Chapter 194: Fishing, anti-phagocytosis

However, this is his only chance to get out of trouble in tens of thousands of years.

How could he just sit back and watch the Blood Saint Cannian return to the pool of blood, continue to be the iron king and entangle with him?

Immediately, Zijinzhu, the main body, directly broke through the void, suddenly skyrocketed ten thousand times, and fell into a pool of blood.

Goulian Zhenlong Taoist once set the restriction in the blood saint's body, and tried his best to suppress it.

hum-

Xuan'ao's patterns gushed out, densely covering the surface of the pool of blood, forming an indestructible layer of defense.

Block the blood saint's remnant thoughts, and don't allow him to return!

"Grass!"

Blood Saint Cannian cursed angrily, and couldn't bear to hit the restraint.

boom!

The trembling is forbidden, and the pool of blood is surging.

But...he still couldn't return.

"Quick! Kill him!"

Taoist Zhu hurriedly said.

He has been wrestling with the Blood Saint Cannian for tens of thousands of years, and his cultivation base has been exhausted. Forcibly mobilizing the prohibition of the True Dragon Taoist Lord and suppressing the blood pool thousands of miles away is already his limit.

And, it won't last long.

This is the last chance!

Fang Chen rushed over at this time, looking at the Blood Saint Cannian, a little speechless.

What does it mean to run straight away?

You were at the level of a great sage before you were alive, right? Are you so cowardly?

Knowing that Taoist Zhu couldn't last long, Fang Chen didn't talk nonsense and made a decisive move.

Fully mobilize the avenue of fire, use the power of the avenue to evolve a mountain of flames, and suppress it to the blood saint.

Blood Saint Cannian panicked.

Without the blessing of thousands of miles of blood, he is just a remnant who has consummated his way.

Although there are some memories of the blood saint, it is useless.

No matter how powerful the killing technique is, it is extremely pale in front of the power of the great way.

After all, strength determines everything!

But the Blood Saint Cannian worked hard for tens of thousands of years before gradually turning the situation around, and he was about to devour Taoist Zhu and live out his second life.

I really don't want to be so aggrieved to die in the hands of a human kid.

"You forced me!"

Blood Saint Cannian roared angrily.

Immediately, he resolutely cast the blood holy secret technique, turning into a beam of blood light, in a mysterious form, ignoring the attack and the void, directly rushing into Fang Chen's body.

"not good!"

Taoist Zhu, who was paying close attention to the situation, turned pale with shock, "This is a blood holy secret technique, and it is used to seize the house in the form of blood sacrifice."

"You can take away 100% of the people whose spirit level is lower than his!"

"Master, if you want to save your life, hurry up and disperse your soul!"

The face of Tianjiao of all races suddenly changed, 100% of the house?Isn't the young patriarch dead?

To save your life, you can only disperse your soul?

But... Scattering soul is equivalent to scatter kung fu, the soul body is completely destroyed, only three souls and seven souls are left, and it is impossible to rebuild.

In this ancient road of burying the gods, there are only three souls and seven souls left, and they must surely die!

Fang Shaoqin and the others were immediately anxious, but at a loss what to do.

How... how should they help the young patriarch?

It's just that they didn't notice that there was no panic on Fang Chen's face at this time.

His expression was full of weirdness.

The blood saint remnantly seized his home, not only did he not have the slightest warning of danger, but on the contrary, he gave birth to the slightest... joy!

Confirmed in every possible way, Fang Chen was sure of his spirit and body, and the emotion he responded to was indeed joy.

It's like seeing a delicious prey!

At this time, Fang Chen's soul was in his body.

Blood Saint Cannian went straight to Fang Chen's three souls and seven souls.

As long as Fang Chen's three souls and seven souls are devoured, he can occupy this son's soul body and completely replace it!

This son's magnificent luck and the power of the avenue will all belong to him.

Of course, this is not without cost.

Seizing Fang Chen means that he can no longer integrate into the blood corpse, and live a second life as a blood saint.

But... I lost the chance to become a great sage by leaps and bounds, in exchange for everything that was suspected to be the reincarnation of the great emperor.

It's not a loss either!

"strangeness……"

"Where are the three souls and seven souls of this kid?"

Blood Saint Cannian muttered to himself.

He wandered through Fang Chen's soul body, but found nothing, and couldn't find Fang Chen's three souls and seven souls.

"do not care!"

"As long as I assimilate all your spirit, soul and body, I will definitely find out your three souls and seven souls, and devour them!"