Suddenly, strands of thunder light rushed out of Dao Wujiang's body, covering the entire void.

Ye Chen's reincarnation heaven presents an upright, vigorous, and vast scene.

Rumble!

In Ye Chen's body, a volcanic roar erupted, his muscles and bones recast, Nirvana was reborn, and Ye Chen's whole body burst into golden light, like a **** of heaven.

Countless layers of void, annihilated in Ye Chen's body.

One world, constantly collapsed and destroyed.

Dao Wujiang watched Ye Chen's changes with his eyebrows, what a bloodline of reincarnation, this majestic reincarnation of the sky, unexpectedly faintly concealed the thunder.

Dao Wujiang's coat shattered again, and on the smooth skin of his upper body, countless meridians suddenly appeared at this moment, like bloodstains bursting out, which looked strange.

Ye Chen remembered that when he confronted Jiu Dian in the Eastern Territory Dao Wu Jiang, he seemed to have seen this move.

But at that time, the meridians all over his body were not red, but silvery white like thunder.

Is it evolution or promotion?

No matter which kind it is, it is extremely stressful for Ye Chen, whose cultivation base is far below him!

"This farce! It's time to end!"

Between Dao Wujiang's palms, a small scarlet statue of the Thunder God appeared slowly.

The endless blood light runs through the thunder Buddha statue like a thin layer of gauze.

"It's the master's supernatural powers, so please lighten the gods."

The low man was astonished. They had no borders to get started, and it took a lot of nights. The power of this thundering **** was only seen in the dossier before, and had never been lucky enough to be taught by the Confucian ancestor.

"I didn't expect the master to prefer him so much." The other man was slightly jealous, and his words were a little cold and envy.

"Otherwise, the master won't send you and me directly."

The low man seemed to know it in his heart, and laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly, but in the next second he exclaimed, "Be careful!"

The **** expression was unkind: "It seems that I am still a bit softhearted towards the two of you. Even in the confrontation with me, there is still a chance to whisper!"

The two men evasively spoke, as if they did not regard the Blood God as an extremely powerful opponent.

The halberd in the blood **** general's hand was like throwing a javelin, towards the low man.

One of the men looked serious, with a handful of Thunder Origin Blade in his palm.

With a knife and a halberd, the red and silver blended and collided, forming a mushroom cloud, making a rumbling sound of fragmentation.

The blood **** has a stern face, he originally thought that his opponent was just like the lowest-level martial artist, but he didn't expect to have some strength.

"His strength seems to be limited, this **** halberd has its own appearance!"

The low man showed joy. Originally he thought how brave the blood **** should be, but now he is fighting against him. If he didn't feel it personally, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe it.

The memory of the blood **** is chaotic, and the cultivation base is still unable to return to the peak due to multiple depletion, occasionally a glimpse of one or two tricks, but over time, it will expose its shortcomings.

But at this time, Ye Chen was already extremely difficult to confront Dao Wujiang alone, and he really had no time to clone and assist the Blood God One or Two.

The blood **** didn't panic at all. He was immortal and immortal, with the power of endless blood, even if he followed the two of them endlessly, he was absolutely sure to kill them.

Just as Ye Chen squeezed sweat for the blood god, an extremely wide crack broke out deep in the ground, an extremely rich red and blue divine light burst out, and a beast shadow rushed out from it.

"Xiao Huang!"

Ye Chen shouted in surprise. He didn't expect that Xiao Huang, who had suddenly disappeared from the reincarnation cemetery before, suddenly emerged from the depths of the earth.

"Go help Senior Blood God!"

Ye Chen didn't hesitate, and asked Xiao Huang to help the blood **** fight the two Confucian ancestors.

The little yellow hair is thick and shiny, and the overall momentum is surging. It is obvious that the power of blood has reached its peak, not only has restored its previous power, but even has a faintly rising appearance.

The violent air of the double pupil nightmare, red and blue double glow, instantly enveloped the two disciples of Confucian ancestors.

The power of the bloodline is amazing. At this time, the endless law of coercion removes the original red and blue double awns, and there is shining green infiltrating into it.

It swallowed the huge wave of spiritual energy deep in the ground, and Shen Yin Lingwei had already been swallowed by it for the most part.

"Blood congealed heaven burst!"

The blood **** saw that Xiao Huang was besieging the two people, and he did not hesitate to use his magical powers.

The orb on the crimson halberd exudes endless coercion, and the red and hot light is fighting the monstrous thunder state frontally, just like a handful of huge **** sea, from bottom to top, towards the sky full of thunder. go with.

Countless blood-colored light clusters flashed in the deep red light.

"Thunderstorm Slash!"

The two men had an unusual understanding, and at this time they had already held a long knife in their hands at the same time.

That long knife was not made by Thunder, and it was a very tough, magical artifact with countless patterns carved on it. On the blade, it exuded a faint cold light.

Under the guidance of the two long swords, the thunder crit that covered the sky and the sun came vigorously towards the Blood God and Xiao Huang.

The red and blue light that envelops them, received the force of this devastating thunderstorm, the light kept bursting and gathering again.

The bright hair of Xiao Huang's body is now showing the embryonic form of a nightmare with double pupils, although his size is not very huge. However, the stance in the eyes that is not angry and self-prestige has fully demonstrated the power of the ancient fierce beast, the double-eyed nightmare.

"Kill that person first!"

The low man didn't care about other things at this time. Compared with Xiao Huang's peak energy and blood, the blood god's disordered divine power made them target him.

The corners of the blood god's mouth showed a sneer, I am immortal, want to kill me? dream!

"Domineering halberd, Wu shakes the sky!"

The blood **** clenched his fist, and endless blood dripped from his palm into the halberd in his hand.

Shattering!

The halberd, which had already shed red luster, suddenly increased in size under the guidance of the blood, like a great axe. The orbs inlaid on it are also blood-stained at this moment. Stained blood red.

The Hell-like Shenyin Clan suddenly changed, and the dead Shenyin Clan members who had been turned into corpses at this moment, in this **** color, stood up stiffly one by one.

They opened their eyes one by one. There were no white eyes, and some were as black as an ordinary abyss.

At this time, all the dead spirits were following the direction pointed by the blood god's halberd, rushing towards the low man one after another.

The heaven and earth aura of the original Shenyin Clan's thick fog had all disappeared under the inhalation of Ye Chen and Xiao Huang.

Today, although these tribesmen were briefly resurrected under the luster of the blood god's halberd, with an incomparably weird look, there was no green glow on the long knife in their hands.

(End of this chapter)