Chapter 1569: The Blood of Ancestors

At the outbreak of the war, no one noticed that a Bloodvine family came to Teng Luo's body and took off Teng Luo's storage bag.

This blood rattan family carefully took out a thumb-sized jade bottle from Tengluo's storage bag, turned his head to look at Su Zimo, his face was cold, and his eyes were frantic!

Just when Su Zimo shot and wounded the two Jinwu Princes, the blood rattan clan held this jade bottle and rushed towards Su Zimo!

Su Zimo didn't even look at him. After driving back the two princes, his backhand was an arrow!

These blood vines may be a great threat to ordinary practitioners.

But for Su Zimo, he can easily shoot and kill with a single arrow!

Huh!

The cold light flickered, and the mana arrow came!

And this blood rattan race rushed over, did not mean to dodge at all, just raised the jade bottle in the palm before the cold light came!

"Desolate military, are you going to be buried with Master!"

In the eyes of the blood rattan tribe, there was a touch of madness and a roar!

Huh!

The mana long arrow penetrates the blood rattan's chest, and the huge force directly tears this person's flesh!

At the same time, the jade bottle, the size of a finger, smashed under this force.

Nothing else in it, just a drop of blood!

But even this drop of blood contains a terrible power!

Even the major masters of the fierce clan have changed their looks, showing a deep dread in their eyes.

boom!

This drop of blood shattered and turned into a mist of blood, covering Su Zimo with it, even breaking the magic bow was not spared!

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, he felt an extremely evil force, and wanted to invade Qinglian's true body and devour his vitality!

The broken bow, in this blood mist, the light gradually faded.

You know, not only are the masters of the fierce tribe not only extremely powerful, they also have a lot of cards in their hands, and even have the life-saving means left by their predecessors.

Like the emperor **** son, there is a great amulet.

And in Teng Luo's storage bag, there is the essence and blood left by his Mahayana ancestor!

This drop of blood is filthy and evil enough to kill any half-ancestor.

Even if it is a congenital powerful weapon, contaminated with this drop of blood, it will be discarded on the spot!

This is Teng Luo's hole card.

Unfortunately, Su Zimo shot him with an arrow, and he had no chance to release it.

But now, this ancestor's essence blood is still sacrificed by another blood rattan family!

The blood rattan clan was destroyed by the long arrow of mana, and the Yuanshen was contaminated by the blood mist blasted by this drop of blood, and quickly withered.

But in his eyes, only excitement remained.

Even if he dies!

Because Wu Wu has been contaminated with this drop of blood and will die with him!

If it was decades ago, this drop of essence blood would definitely kill Su Zimo.

However, after the battle in Kunlun Market, Qinglian Zhenshen once underwent the tempering of the sword of distress and experienced the baptism of the magical storm.

Even this drop of sperm blood can't hurt the Qilian Pinnacle, which is the peak of Qipin!

"Let me down!"

Su Zimo sighed softly, his body and blood roared, and a ray of glow glowed from his body, and the blood mist falling on his body was instantly ejected.

Qing Lian is really immaculate and clean, even if it is the blood of Mahayana ancestors, she cannot be filthy!

"How could this be? How could this be!"

The blood god's Yuanshen has been swallowed up by this drop of blood, exhausting vitality.

But Qing Lian's real body is alive and well, safe and sound!

The blood god's primitive **** can only be scattered in the sky with endless unwillingness and resentment.

"Creating Qinglian is worthy of heaven and earth!"

The ghost witch murmured.

Zhanmu suddenly said, "However, the blood of the bloodvine ancestors is not completely useless, at least temporarily broken the broken bow!"

Although the stubble has no eyes, it seems that it can see everything.

The broken bow in Su Zimo's hand was stained with the blood of the ancestors of the Bloodvine tribe, and the light was dim.

Although not completely abolished, it is no longer available.

"Without this ancient treasure, I'd like to see, what other means is there for this desolate weapon!"

The seventh prince said resentfully.

At this moment, the broken bones on Jinwu's feet have been cured!

Yu Luocha lighted Chang'e's eyebrow and looked at Su Zimo not far away.

For some reason, when Su Zimo's broken bow was abandoned, her first reaction was not happy, but worried.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yu Luocha woke up immediately, and was annoyed in his heart: "The man in front of me is just a clone of the wicked man. I worry about what he does!"

Su Zimo looked indifferent, and put his broken bow back into the storage bag.

At this moment, a cry was heard in mid-air not far away.

"Click!"

I saw in the air, the goddess Xiaoxiang was full of divine light, aggressive, imposing, and forced Ji Fairy to retreat, punching Ji Fairy's arm, her entire arm was interrupted!

"Fairy girl!"

The goddess Xiaoxiang whispered: "Who makes you look so good, you should die!"

The Xiaoxiang goddess stepped forward, stretched out her palm, popped her sharp nails with five fingers, and grabbed at Ji Fairy's face!

If this is a catch, let alone Ji Fairy's face will be destroyed. Her Yuan Shen may be caught by the goddess Xiaoxiang!

suddenly!

A thunder sounded!

"Xiaoxiang be careful!"

Immediately after, the warning sounds of the ghost witch son and Canmu came.

Xiaoxiang goddess was surprised.

She just felt a flash before her, and there was already one more person in front of Ji Fairy, just the barbarity that had just killed the Quartet just now!

The two were very close.

When Su Zimo was standing in front of Ji Yaojing, the palm of Goddess Xiaoxiang had already fallen.

"Desolate, I think you are looking for death!"

The goddess Xiaoxiang sneered, and did not mean to stop. She grabbed Su Zimo's face directly, and wanted to grab a few blood holes on his face!

Xiaoxiang goddess has this confidence.

With her blood, body, and melee, no one can approach her at war front!

"It's you!"

Su Zimo shouted loudly, his eyes were flourishing, and his blood was rising. Facing the palm of the goddess Xiaoxiang, he did not shy away, turned his palm, and patted it towards the goddess of the **** Xiaoxiang.

The momentum erupted from this palm is too strong!

Under the shroud of this palm, the goddess Xiaoxiang only felt that her chest was stuffy, her blood was not good, and she felt choking for a while!

"Ok?"

Xiaoxiang Goddess face changed.

Want to lose your life and lose your life?

The goddess Xiaoxiang is confident and can kill Su Zimo in one hand.

But she was not sure, she could retreat from under Su Zimo's palm!

"My status is so honorable, how can I change lives with this ant!"

Among the flashes of light and light, the goddess Xiaoxiang made a choice and withdrew her palm, and wanted to resist Su Zimo's palm and fight back.

But when she retreated, she was completely defeated!

(End of this chapter)