As the sage of heaven, Emperor Qinglong has full confidence to kill Gu Linfeng. As long as he is given a chance, Gu Linfeng will be frustrated.

The lady of the founder nodded slightly, behaving as promised.

"Thank you, Master."

There was a smirk in the eyes of Qinglong Emperor, and his body rushed out like a wind, turning into a long blue dragon shadow, and flying down to the top of a hill not far from Zhang Ruochen.

On the body of Qinglong Emperor, there is an extremely powerful sacred air. Each sacred sacred air is transformed into a dragon shadow, like a tangled dragon, revealing a powerful and unparalleled momentum.

"Gu Linfeng, what about the magic sound?" Qinglong Emperor shouted in a deep voice.

Zhang Ruochen stood between the Emperor Qinglong and Yao Sheng, facing the two saints, but did not show a trace of fear, smiling slightly: "Nature is dead."

"hateful."

Qinglong Emperor had long anticipated it, but when he was truly sure of it, he was still indignant. He squeezed his hands tightly and his arms crackled with a crackling sound.

All the saints of the blood gods have long sighed. Originally, Gu Linfeng's peerless talent would have the opportunity to lead the blood gods to glory and prosperity in the future, but today they will fall.

The last hope of the blood gods will also be wiped out.

Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou were both engaged in a fierce battle and wanted to break through the siege and rescue Gu Linfeng.

However, Lan Caiye did not give the two saints elders a chance to play two thousand-pattern holy artifacts in succession, which led to the destruction of two thousand-patterns, suppressing them above the heads of Elder Yuanxing and Elder Yuanzhou.

The two thousand-grain holy vessels are a water dragon ball and a fire dragon ball, suspended in the sky, much like two blue and red stars, exuding icy and hot energy.

Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou were both seriously injured. Only with full defense can they withstand the devastating energy from the water and fire dragon balls.

"Mrs. Archbishop, let the Son of God live, and the old man is willing to submit to you."

Elder Yuan Xing vomited blood and said.

Elder Yuan Xing is very clear. As long as Gu Linfeng can leave, even if the blood gods are captured by the undead blood race today, in the future, Gu Linfeng will be a great success, and he will have the opportunity to counterattack the blood gods, expel the undead blood races, and let the blood **** religion continue to flourish .

Elder Yuan Zhou's hands were held up to withstand the thousands of destructive forces scattered by the water dragon ball, and the whole person was shaking. "As long as the wife can let the godson leave, the old man is willing to surrender."

The lady's eyes were very calm, saying: "Kill Gu Linfeng and get rid of the aftermath."

Obviously, in her eyes, Gu Linfeng is a huge threat. Since it cannot be used for her own purposes, she must be removed.

"Gu Linfeng, no one can save you today, let me die. Haha!"

Emperor Qinglong laughed loudly, his palms slammed into the ground, two blue spirits surged out, tearing open the ground, forming a crack, spreading to Zhang Ruochen.

Even the earth was divided, and it is conceivable how powerful the two spirits were.

Yao Sheng shook his head gently, facing even a holy man who is in heaven, even if he is difficult to escape, let alone Gu Linfeng?

Thinking of this, Yao Sheng immediately displayed his body style and stepped back to avoid being accidentally injured.

Zhang Ruochen didn't dodge, but raised his head, looked up, and murmured in his mouth, "What the old man is doing, why didn't he do it? Do we have to wait until the last moment before he will show up?"

With Chu Siyuan's personality, it is not necessarily true that he is waiting for a high-profile opportunity. After all, in his view, the painting master is a first-rate figure. How can he appear casually? How does it reflect his importance?

Just when the earth fissure was only three feet away from Zhang Ruochen, a purple glow appeared from above the sky, fell from the sky, fell to the position between Zhang Ruochen and Qinglong Emperor, and turned into a middle-aged man in an official uniform.

It is the state herd of Tiantai Prefecture, Uncle Yue.

With a bang, the ground fissure, which had been torn open, was closed again.

Under the impact of an invisible force, a muffled sound came out of Qinglong Emperor's mouth, his legs were unstable, and he moved backwards dozens of steps.

"It turns out ... he."

"The mountain gate is closed, and the guardian formation has also been opened. How did Uncle Yue enter the blood **** religion? Has the army of the court already invaded?"

All the saints of the blood gods are talking about it. I would like to know what happened?

The Saints of the Blood Gods knew Uncle Yue, but the Emperor Qinglong did not.

"who?"

Emperor Qinglong felt a terrible sacred power on Uncle Yue's body, which was an oppression from spiritual power.

Uncle Yue did not respond to the Emperor Qinglong, but only murmured, "Your body has the breath of the Qinglong market, and you have such a profound cultivation state, then it must be the Qinglong emperor."

"Your eyesight is pretty good, this saint is indeed the emperor Qinglong."

The emperor Qinglong knew that Uncle Yue was very powerful, but he had his wife and wife behind him, and he was not afraid of any opponent at all. Besides, his cultivation of the heavens is enough to be proud of the saints in the world.

"No matter who you are, since you are working for the undead, there is only one way to go."

Uncle Yue stretched out a right hand, and made a mark with five fingers.

At the fingertips, a series of radiant lines manifested, sketched into a picture depicting a black skull.

The black skull came out from the scroll, stretched out a bone arm over 70 meters long, and hit the top of Qinglong Emperor's head.

"Well."

Qinglong Emperor's chest was penetrated by a bone finger, and holy blood flowed from his body, but his cultivation was deep and he forcibly broke away.

With a bang, Qinglong Emperor pulled out a half-moon-shaped bronze sacred knife from the air of brows.

The Holy Spirit was mobilized throughout the body and injected into the Holy Knife.

The bronze holy knife turned into a blue cold moon, released a sharp knife, chopped forward, and slammed through the black skull, breaking it to pieces.

Emperor Qinglong once again slashed out the second knife and hit Uncle Yue.

Uncle Yue looked at the bronze holy sword that was getting closer, but without a trace of fear, he read two words in his mouth: "Flower blooms."

In front of Uncle Yue, a white lotus condensed out of thin air, emitting a dazzling light, colliding with the bronze saber.

"Boom."

Emperor Qinglong flew backwards, and the blood cave in his chest quickly expanded, spreading to the whole body, almost tearing his body apart, exposing the bones in some places.

The energy contained in the white lotus was too powerful, and the Qinglong emperor lost his combat ability.

Before the Qinglong Emperor landed on the ground, Uncle Yue shot again, his fingers moved forward a little, and a beam of light flew out from his fingertips, hitting Qinglong Emperor's head.

With a bang, half of Qinglong Emperor's body burst open, leaving only one corpse to fall to the ground.

All the monks in this world are silent, looking at Uncle Yue in horror. How terrible is his cultivation to understate the killing of a heavenly saint?

The fighting between Lan Caiye, Elder Yuan Xing, and Elder Yuan Zhou stopped. As for Zuo Mu, the deputy chief of You Zi Tian Gong, he had been beaten into blood by Zhu Hongtao.

The same is the overlord of Tiantai Prefecture. Lan Caiye is very clear about Uncle Yue ’s power, and his eyebrows are slightly twisted, saying, "The internal affairs of our blood **** religion, it may not be good for your court people to come in."

Uncle Yue smiled slightly: "My official was invited to His Holiness by the invitation of His Royal Highness. It is said that there are people in the Blood Worship who are working for the undead, and the court has to clean up."

Lan Caiye stared at Zhang Ruochen with a cold light in his eyes, and it really turned out to be the helper this boy invited.

I was able to invite Uncle Yue, but I despised him before.

Lan Caiye knew that he wasn't the opponent of Uncle Yue, so he looked over at the lady.

The attention of Mrs. Leader was not on Uncle Yue's body, but she lifted up her puppets, a pair of smart phoenix eyes, and looked at the clouds in the sky, showing a beautiful smile, saying, "We are also old friends, since "You have come to Moyou Valley, why haven't you revealed your true body yet?"

Everyone felt surprised, and wanted to know who the Madam was talking to.

Could there be a master driving a blood god?

Chu Siyuan stepped on a group of purple spirits, giving a feeling of immortal wind. He flew out of the clouds, stopped in the midst of the air above the ground, and looked down. The goddess, still young and beautiful, really envied the old man. "

"The painter who was one of the four sons of Confucianism and Taoism at that time was also handsome and handsome. He hadn't seen him for hundreds of years, and he had grown up like this."

The head lady shook her head slightly, with a charming smile on her face.

Chu Siyuan couldn't help but feel at a loss ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ As if being pulled back to the youth of hundreds of years ago. At this moment, the priestess is exactly the same as the original blood **** sage, and has not changed at all.

Soon Chu Siyuan woke up, cold sweat came from his back.

"Her mental strength can actually affect me ... how could ..." Chu Siyuan secretly said.

You know, the patriarch's wife majors in martial arts, followed by spiritual power. Chu Siyuan has always been practicing spiritual power, but not martial arts.

Under such circumstances, it is really terrible that the priestess can use her spiritual power to affect him to a certain extent.

Chu Siyuan's eyes became extremely cautious, saying: "My wife has been concentrating on repairs in Moyou Valley these years, and she has reached a state of profoundness and unpredictability, so that the old man can not see through!"

The lady of the founder smiled with a smile: "Honestly, you should n’t come to the blood gods. The monks of our peers are still alive. There are already few people. One is dead, and one is less. Practice is not an easy task, I advise Leave immediately, don't come down this muddy water. "

Chu Siyuan straightened his back and said, "In those days, the old man faced the gods of the seven ancient religions at the same time and did not frown. It is even more impossible to retreat today. Let ’s fight. Since we have reached the absolute opposite side, we must Divide a life and death. "

(End of this chapter)

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