Once, the true **** body of the ancestor of Reimu also left various legendary achievements, which were regarded as pride by the children of the spirit race.

　　 Among the children of the spirit race today, there are still many young children who are fans of the ancestor of Reimu and worship the ancestor of Reimu.

This time the Tongtian Divine Realm was opened, and the ancestor of Reimeng was the only true **** left by the spirit race. This raised the status of the ancestor of the spirit race to another level, causing the fans of the ancestor of the spirit to soar again. .

　　Before, Lingchang also worshiped the ancestor of Reimu, the legend of the spirit race. But now this object of worship appears as an enemy, and Lingchang is also a little embarrassed.

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　　 "Betrayer, if you stop here and hand over these scarlet monsters, ancestor, I can still keep you alive." Reimeng ancestor said solemnly.

　　 "Hand it over? A joke, this is the Blood Guard given to me by the Blood Demon King Lord, and you want to control it even with your half-god clone? Dreaming!" Lingchang laughed, showing great disdain.

　　 "Then you go to die!" The demigod's palm was earth-shattering.

　　 Even in this spirit race space, it is a scene of ruining the world.

　　 "A demigod, do you really think you are invincible?" Lingchang sneered, and the Twelve Winged Blood Guard was released by Lingchang.

　　 The Twelve Winged Blood Guard is an existence comparable to a demigod. The Twelve Winged Blood Guard opened its huge mouth and swallowed the energy condensed from the sky into its abdomen.

　　 "Half-God!" Old Ancestor Lingmeng's face changed slightly. He never expected that the monster brought by the other party would reach the realm of Half-God.

　　 Where did this monster come from?

　　 Where did the ancestor Reimu know that this blood guard only needs to devour blood to continuously improve his strength until he reaches the limit he can reach.

　　 This demigod-level twelve-winged blood guard, but Lingchang slaughtered the Central Capital Academy before being promoted.

　　 Besides this demigod blood guard, Lingchang has more demigod blood guards in his hands.

　　 In order to cultivate the demigod Blood Guard, I don't know how many hidden forces were slaughtered by Lingchang.

　　 Even the declining ancient tribes were wiped out by Lingchang.

　　 Ancestor Reimeng's face was gloomy, and the opponent who had thought that he could be solved at will suddenly became a beast, which made it difficult for Ancestor Reimeng to step down for a while.

　　 Lingchang summoned a twelve-winged blood guard at this time, and the demigod breath made the ancestor Reimeng unable to resist backing.

　　 The two demigod blood guards made Reimu ancestors feel a great deal of pressure.

　　 As a last resort, the ancestors of Lingmeng had to interrupt the retreat of some demigods in the clan who were preparing to wait for death. The true gods of these demigods had all entered the Heavenly God Realm, and there was no connection with the body. These demigods have not been able to live for many years.

　　 They had lived for too many years before. As a demigod, their lives were not improved qualitatively. Without the true God's body, they had lived like the Sanctuary Dzogchen for about 16,000 years before they died.

　　 When these demigods arrived, the ancestor Reimu was already embarrassed by the two demigods blood guards.

"Reimu!"

　　 "Why is this monster so strong?"

　　 "The old man has never heard of such a monster."

　　Whether it was the surprise of Reimu's situation, the power of the scared monster, or the origin of the suspicious monster, these demigods made their moves simply and neatly.

　　 The combined blow of several demigods caused the two demigods to retreat again and again, and the abdomen of one of them was blasted through a blood port.

　　 Lingchang's expression remained calm: "Until now, Reimu Patriarch, your true God body is still not ready to show up?"

　　 "It's just a monster of the demigod level, and it is not yet qualified to let the body of this seat go out."

　　 "Really, in that case..."

　　 Lingchang also summoned eight blood guards with twelve wings. In addition to the previous two, ten demi-god blood guards gathered together. After the aura merged, they became even larger and rushed straight into the sky.

　　 There was a **** cloud in the void, and the clouds rolled.

　　The powerful power made the demigods such as the ancestor Reimu couldn't help backing up to resist this pressure.

　　 The ten blood guards with twelve wings gradually condensed and merged together.

　　 "This momentum..." Old Ancestor Reimeng's face changed. Even when facing the peak of the True Gods of One Tribulation, he had never felt such shock, fear, and suffocation.

　　 The first thing that appeared in the void was a scarlet head. The head was illusory and obviously not real.

　　 But because of this, the ancestor of Reimu was even more surprised. The mere phantoms are like this. How far is the true ontology?

　　 What opportunity did Lingchang get?

　　 Lingchang knelt on the ground, and said sincerely: "Blood slave Lingchang, see Lord God!"

　　 The sound of blood-colored head buzzed, and several demigods were covering their ears, their heads dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

　　 "Blood slave, what is the matter of summoning this king?"

　　 "My lord, this is the spirit race, and these are demigods in front of them. There is also a true **** powerhouse in the spirit race, who absorbs the essence and blood of these powerhouses, which will certainly benefit the adult's injury recovery."

　　 Lingchang humbly said.

　　 "True God!" The blood-colored head's eyes burst into endless brilliance, and the blood-colored body began to gather under the head.

　　 The blood shadow is blurred, but there is a more terrifying breath.

　　 Reimu ancestor gritted his teeth, if the body is not summoned until now, I am afraid...

　　 An aura far above the sanctuary and demigod broke through the clouds and rushed out behind the spirit race.

The breath of 　　 fell not far from the shadow of the blood, it was the true **** body of the ancestor of Reimu.

　　 The true **** descended in the void, and the space had begun to become unstable and collapse.

　　 Looking from a distance, the true **** of Reimu ancestor seemed to be in a collapsed space.

　　 "Blood slave, hand it over to this king, and the rest of the spirit race, it is handed over to you." The blood demon **** king glanced at Lingchang and said lightly.

　　 "Yes!" Summoning the phantom of the Bleeding Demon King, Lingchang didn't dare to command, and immediately turned around and disappeared into the sight of everyone.

　　 "It's time to take revenge, Linggan!" Senhan's coldness flashed in Lingchang's eyes.

　　 "Jie Jie Jie...Although it is a spirit body, but if it is swallowed, it can restore the king's spirit, and all your bodies will be dedicated." Xue Ying laughed frantically.

　　 The battle between the Blood Demon King Xuying and the True God of One Tribulation is about to start.

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　　 "Lingchang, do you want our spirit race to be destroyed?" Ling Qian fought against a figure, embarrassed, and roared again and again.

　　 The figure and Linggan touched each other, and the terrible energy spread.

　　 If Han Feng were here, he would be surprised to find that this figure is Lingchang, but he was a dog-legged person.

　　 But now, this old dog leg is actually pressing on the spirit.

　　 Linggan was full of anger at this moment, and finally recovered his cultivation base to the sixth heaven, but after all, it was not as good as Lingya, and the lost time could never be recovered.

　　 That's all, but the original dog legs are now crawling on his head, but Ling Qian can't accept it anyway.

Lingchang sneered: "Linggan, do you think I'm the same as before? Now I serve Lord Gorefiend Lord, and I am a blood slave of Lord Gorefiend, not comparable to your small and mean person. "

　　 "You used to wave and drink at me, now is the time to reverse it."

　　 "It's up to you?" Ling Qiang smiled extremely.

　　 "God Shadow Spirit Body!"

　　 "Ten Thousand Lords Return to the Sect!"

　　 displayed his own special spirit body ~lightnovelpub.net~ the spiritual cultivation base rose greatly.

　　 "It seems that you still don't understand the gap between you and me. The current me, but the blood slave of the Blood Demon King, far surpasses you!"

　　While speaking, Lingchang's cultivation base grew by leaps and bounds, and while Linggan was stunned, he jumped to the peak of the small perfect triple heaven.

　　 Feeling the surging power in the body, Lingchang looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound roared. Linggan's attack first collapsed before it came close to Lingchang.

　　 "Die!" Lingchang grasped Linggan with his palm, Linggan couldn't escape no matter how hard he struggled.

　　 Lingchang's palms pressed hard, pinching the Linggan like an ant, instantly crushing the Lingchang.

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　　 Han Feng avoided the battle between the Scarlet Void in the void and the true god. The momentum was too great. Even a demigod would be severely injured if it was accidentally affected, and it was even very likely to fall, not to mention his small perfection.

　　 Han Feng is still looking for Lin Qingshan, if he finds a weaker blood guard on the way, Han Feng will also try to save it.

"This little brother, you mean Sister Qingshan? I seem to have seen them being chased by a small perfect monster before, in that direction." A middle-aged spirit body rescued by Han Feng pointed in a direction .

　　 This middle-aged spirit body obviously lived for a long time. It's no problem to call Han Feng a little brother, but facing Lin Qingshan who is younger than him, the middle-aged spirit body regards himself as his junior.

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