My little holy son is actually attracted by the Demonic Empress?

Lin Jiu was knocked back tens of thousands of miles away by the wave. At this time, he was embedded in the body of a star beast.

"Cough cough~"

Coughing out two large mouthfuls of blood, Lin Jiu felt that at least seven or eight of his ribs were broken.

After using the emperor-level life rules to recover from the injuries in the body, he emerged from the star beast's body.

Turning his head and glancing at it, the star beast showed a look of horror in its huge eyes, and then disappeared in Lin Jiu's gaze in the blink of an eye.

Hongmeng, where there had been a fierce battle just now, fell silent instantly, and the Blood God turned around confidently.

Just as he was about to chase after the old beggar and the ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent, Lin Jiu appeared behind him again.

"Hey, you're not dead yet?"

After the Blood God felt that Lin Jiu's aura was only slightly disordered, he let out a soft sigh.

"Our fight is not over yet!"

Lin Jiu raised the blood-red sword in his hand and pointed it at the blood god in front of him. The latter was stunned when he heard the words, and then started laughing.

"No matter how many times you struggle, I will suppress you under the Nine Netherworld!"

Then the Blood God's expression turned cold, and the sickle appeared in his hand again.

The old beggar and the ancestor of the first sect in the Cangming Continent appeared again hundreds of thousands of miles away from Lin Jiu and the others. Seeing that Lin Jiu and the Blood God were still fighting, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, he blocked the blow."

At this time, both of them looked a little embarrassed. Their bodies were covered with wet mud, and a few traces of blood oozed from the corners of their mouths. It looked like they had fallen into a mud pit.

"But his current strength is not enough. You must know that the abilities contained in the Blood God's godhead have not yet been used!"

The old beggar responded to the murmur of the ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent, with a sad look on his face.

"That young man doesn't seem to be using it either!"

The ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent thought back and realized that he didn't know Lin Jiu's name, so he called him young man.

He didn't seem to see Lin Jiu using the abilities in his godhead. Could it be that the two of them didn't use their strongest means, or was it that Lin Jiu's abilities in his godhead were useless?

"The ability in his godhead should also be swordsmanship. I know the Blood God very well. If something happens later, you must protect this Blood Demon Stone!"

The old beggar put the Blood Demon Stone in his hand into the hands of the ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent, and looked at the Blood God who was fighting Lin Jiu, with a look of determination in his eyes!

"You're thinking……"

"Yes, the ability of the Blood God's godhead is very powerful. I'm afraid he won't be able to resist it!"

Before the former finished speaking, the old beggar interrupted him.

"The ability of my godhead is a life-saving skill. Even if it cannot completely offset the Blood God's attack, it can still neutralize most of it!"

"But aren't you afraid of dying if you do this?"

The ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent obviously did not have the courage of the old beggar to regard death as nothing.

"If you die, ten thousand people will live. If you don't die, ten thousand people will perish. If you want to survive, then protect the blood magic stone!"

Hearing the old beggar's firm words, a trace of uncertainty appeared in his heart.

"Now we can only protect the mainland in front of us by ensuring Lin Jiu's safety!"

After saying this, the old beggar stopped talking. As for what the ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent was thinking, no one knew.

The battle on Lin Jiu's side was still going on. The shadow of the giant sword appeared again behind him, and the Blood God also used No. 11 of the Thirteen Scythes.

"Style No. 11, covered in blood mist!"

Scarlet blood mist filled the surroundings of the Blood God's body, and Lin Jiu suddenly discovered that his consciousness could no longer detect his presence.

With his brows furrowed, Lin Jiu scanned the surroundings with his eyes. The Blood God seemed to be completely hidden in the void, as if he would give him a fatal blow in the next moment.

Secretly converting the spiritual energy in his body into demonic energy, Lin Jiu's physique was greatly enhanced, so he should not be killed by one blow.

"Instant cut!"

A voice like coming from hell sounded behind him. Lin Jiu's hair instantly stood up, and a breath of death filled his heart.

"not good!"

Pupils tightened, Lin Jiu used all his strength to pounce forward at the end.

"Stab!"

The sickle appeared quietly, and the skin on Lin Jiu's back was torn open, and countless blood spurted out.

"Pfft~!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, but Lin Jiu's body movements did not stop. In a few jumps, he ran a hundred miles away from the Blood God.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and felt the burning pain coming from his back. Lin Jiudun grinned for a while.

Using the emperor-level life rules, countless life forces surged toward his back, but before Lin Jiu could recover, another sound of breaking through the air came to his ears.

"Back in time!"

At the last moment, Lin Jiu used the system function to go back to before he was beheaded. He felt the fluctuation of the void behind him and suddenly turned around and kicked the Blood God.

"what!"

A scream like a chicken being killed instantly resounded throughout the vast mist. The old beggar was so far away from the ancestor of the first sect in Cangming Continent that he could hear the sound of breaking eggs.

Subconsciously covering his crotch, this is really a man's shortcoming.

Lin Jiu looked at the Blood God who slowly appeared and screamed in pain. Without any hesitation, he struck out with his sword.

"You don't talk about martial arts!"

The Blood God yelled at Lin Jiupokong, and his figure disappeared instantly, then reappeared, all the blood rushing towards his crotch, and stopped beating in just half a breath.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Jiu chuckled, and the Blood God's face instantly turned cold.

"Enough fun, you can die too!"

With a hint of madness in his eyes, the Blood God waved his scythe, and a deep voice came from his mouth:

"Style No. 12, vampire conversion!"

After he said these words, the appearance of the Blood God immediately changed.

Two pointed fangs were seen growing out of the corners of his mouth, and his ears had become much longer, especially on his back, a pair of wings formed.

This appearance looked very much like the blood demon clan Lin Jiu had seen in Xuantian before!

The Blood God condensed all the blood in his body into his hands and slowly turned it into a huge blood ball.

Lin Jiu's face showed a solemn look, and the pressure this attack brought to him was no less than the previous one.

The above move can also catch the Blood God off guard through time retrieval, but in this move, he can only resist with all his strength.

"The Hongmeng Sword Body, the Supreme Emperor's Rule, will be destroyed!"

Bursts of muffled thunder came from the phantom of the giant sword behind Lin Jiu. He raised the long sword in his hand above his head, and the phantom of the giant sword stuck behind him also pointed straight upward at this time.

At the same time, the shadow of the giant sword became more and more solid, as if the two merged into one.

The two old beggars looked at the aura that was constantly bursting out from the two of them, and the strong wind howling around them made them unable to open their eyes.

"Go!"

The Blood God roared violently and slammed the huge blood ball in his hand towards Lin Jiu.

"cut!"

And the latter's sword was also struck at this moment.

……