Snow in Changting

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Although very powerful energy is condensed in this blood ring, these energies come from many different people. They are not only irritable, but also mixed. Even if you use the blood ring to improve your cultivation base, you will not be able to escape an explosion and die in the end. fate.

Wanhun Mozun wanted to stop him by burning jade and stone together, it was just a dream.

"court death."

With a cold snort, he raised his hand to grab the Demon Lord of Thousand Souls in the air.

Wanhun Mozun looked up to the sky and screamed, his body swelled unnaturally, his thin face became rounded under the effect of energy, his meridians swelled, and there was a faint feeling of shattering.

Wu Cheng and the others turned pale with fright, fearing that the Demon Lord of Thousand Souls would explode himself suddenly and hurt Chi Yu, they retreated hundreds of feet one after another, widening the distance from Demon Lord of Thousand Souls.

Not to mention stepping forward to stop them, they didn't even have the courage to get close.

But the Demon Lord of Thousand Souls still did not stop absorbing blood energy, and resisted Qin Tian's coercion with the help of external forces. His blood-red eyes almost popped out of their sockets, with a mad and arrogant expression:

"Hey, Qin Tianxian, you don't have to kill anyone, there is absolutely no coward among the disciples of this old man!"

"Heaven is clear, just give it a try!"

His body was getting bigger and bigger, the veins under his skin were throbbing, and the smile on the corner of his lips was terrifying and ferocious.

"Master!"

Teng Xuanqing's heart trembled, the situation was critical, and the old devil's move would lead to death.

Thinking that although the old devil is a devil, he never does evil, and what he does is to avenge the injustice of the people.

Such a person has such a miserable fate.

She hated Qin Tian very much, his jackal heart was outrageous.

However, her hatred could not restore the situation, the old devil's body was already swollen beyond shape, and the violent and messy blood surrounded his body, which might take his life away at any time.

At this moment, the clothes on his upper body were suddenly torn apart, and a blood-red slap was printed on his exposed chest and abdomen.

Qin Tian's pupils shrank as he wanted to kill him.

impossible!

As soon as this thought came up, his body had already taken the first step. Two fingers pointed vigorously between the old devil's chest and abdomen, poking a hole in his body, and the terrible blood was released from the hole in an instant. come out.

The old devil didn't expect Qin Tian's move, he screamed in embarrassment, his bulging body quickly shrank, and his body was also crumbling.

Qin Tian turned back, flew over, grabbed his shoulders, pressed his chest, suppressed the bàonüè energy around him, and angrily reprimanded:

"What's your name?!"

Wanhun Mozun was dying, but still stared at him coldly, without answering.

"What's your name?! What's your name?!"

Qin Tian suddenly roared like crazy, Wu Cheng and the others turned pale with shock, subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to make a sound.

"Where did the injury on your body come from?!" Qin Tian fell into a state of sealing the demon, and asked ten thousand souls, "If you can practice the Nine Heavens Profound Heart Art, then you must be of the blood of the demon race. Who are your parents?!"

No one knew what happened to Qin Tian, ​​he looked like a ferocious ghost.

Qin Tian's hand to capture the Demon Lord of Thousand Souls began to tremble. He stared into the Demon Lord's eyes, but what he waited for was the other party's arrogant and presumptuous response.

"What is the old man's last name, and what does it have to do with you?" The old devil hooked his lips weakly, and sneered, "What is the old man's life experience, and what does it do to you?"

Wanhun Mozun reached out and grabbed Qin Tian's collar, laughed, and spat a mouthful of blood on Qin Tian's face. Then, the backlash from the failure of the spell came as expected, his eyes turned white, bloodshot eyes Densely covered, the limbs twitched involuntarily.

Qin Tian stared, with a look of panic flashing across his face, he pressed the old devil's heart hard, and poured out his spiritual power, intending to pull the old devil back from the gate of hell.

But after the ups and downs just now, the body of the Thousand Soul Demon Venerable was already shattered, the meridians in his body were completely shattered, and no one was intact. The already weak body, after failing to self-destruct, quickly ran out of fuel.

The storage kit he carried with him lost its protection and collapsed in the turbulent flow, and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures were scattered all over the place.

Qin Tian's face was dull, and he no longer had the arrogance he had just now.

Everyone was still in the dark, not understanding what was the reason for this sudden change.

However, Qin Tian raised his hand to take a milky white jade pendant from all kinds of treasures. There were cracks on the jade pendant. Even if it was repaired later, it could not erase the broken wound when it was shattered.

On the front of the jade pendant is an auspicious cloud, and on the back there is a word engraved.

钰。

Qin Yu.

It was the youngest son he had been looking for for half his life, but had never been found.

What is he doing all this for?He tried his best to open the door of the ancient battlefield, and why?

Struggling to die, lingering on his last breath, he wanted to see his youngest son who was separated from him at the beginning.

He exhausted his energy to ask the sky, only knew that the child was still alive.

Now, gone.

He killed him himself.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

The blood-colored fog ring in the sky exploded suddenly, and the turbulent flow flew, stirring everyone within a thousand miles into the storm. In an instant, black clouds roared, the sky fell apart, the gate of Wushengmen collapsed, and countless monks were smashed to pieces.

He's crazy.

Wu Cheng and the others were the first to bear the brunt, and before they could react, their flesh was torn apart by the turbulence. The barriers they built in the late Yuanying stage were as fragile as thin paper under Qin Tian's explosive power, and they didn't hold on for a while. When it arrives, it breaks apart.

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