The quasi-king of the blood clan was originally full of confidence, although Meng Chuan's strength was very strong, but his realm was much lower than his own, and it was reasonable to say that it would be easy to kill him.

But after this fight, instead of killing Meng Chuan, the other party became more and more courageous, and he already had the strength to approach him infinitely.

The quasi-king of the blood clan knew that Meng Chuan had definitely learned some kind of mysterious secret method against the sky in Huaxia, and if he continued to fight like this, the situation would be unfavorable to him.

But if you just run away, it will be too embarrassing.

As long as the king of the Crimson Castle does not wake up, he is one of the most powerful people, and no one in the entire European continent dares to disobey him.

It's just Huaxia, after he came, he couldn't kill all the way, and he was helpless in the face of a young man.

If this spreads, the other would-be king of the Crimson Castle will have to laugh at himself for thousands of years and can't raise his head.

Thinking of this, the quasi-king of the blood clan was annoyed, and after looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar, his body became even paler, and drops of red and blackened blood flowed from his seven orifices, lingering around him, and the red and white body made him look particularly bewitching and weird.

"This time, I must kill you completely" The quasi-king of the blood clan pulled out the remnant of the Dao Dao and rushed towards Meng Chuan with a thick bloody aura.

Meng Chuan's head Ji Ding and Liang Ding attacked left and right, and at the same time, the ghost king seal also exerted supreme coercion on the quasi-king of the blood clan, making the quasi-king also feel a headache.

But the quasi-king of the blood clan was not a vegetarian lord either, and the black-red blood lingering around him was mobilized by him with a wave of his hand, as if it was burning, and bursts of black gas rose.

As the quasi-king of the blood clan slapped Ji Ding and Liang Ding with one claw, the black qi also rotated like a whirlwind in mid-air, seemingly delicate and weak, but the strength was surprisingly great, and Ji Ding and Liang Ding were easily swept away.

As for the ghost king seal on his head, the quasi-king of the blood clan actually carried it down, as if he didn't pay attention to its existence at all.

After fighting with Ji Ding and Liang Ding, the quasi-king of the blood clan had already rushed in front of Meng Chuan.

And Meng Chuan's Chunjun and Demon Suppression were already ready to go, and after the two met, the two swords were instantly slashed out by Meng Chuan one after another.

The claws of the quasi-king of the blood clan were also contaminated by the black aura at this moment, becoming extremely black and abnormally hard, colliding with Meng Chuan's twin swords and bursting out

A dazzling Mars on the debut road.

The exchange between the two lasted only a few moments before they separated again.

After the separation, a burst of blood mist erupted on the body of the quasi-king of the blood clan, and at least more than ten deep wounds were added to his body.

However, his claws were blood-red, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared in Meng Chuan's chest and abdomen, piercing through his body.

Meng Chuan touched his wound and lowered his head to spit a large mouthful of blood.

This kind of injury may not be fatal, but after all, it is a wound caused by the Quasi-King of the Blood Clan, and it is far from being as simple as the wound seems to seem.

The breath of the blood clan's unique spell lingered at the wound, as if it had opened a gap in Meng Chuan's body, causing the vitality to continue to drain.

With the self-healing ability of a feathering power-level character alone, this wound is almost fatal.

The quasi-king of the blood clan didn't care about the pain on his body, stabilized his body and turned to look at Meng Chuan.

He didn't believe that after such a serious injury, Meng Chuan could still heal himself successfully, even if he knew some techniques to make his ability to recover from his injuries stronger, there should always be a limit

As long as he consumes Meng Chuan, his injuries can be recovered by sucking Meng Chuan's blood qi, and when the time comes, he will still have a chance to break through the three holy places next to him.

However, the wishful thinking of the quasi-king of the blood clan did not start.

Ordinary feathering powers may be helpless against this kind of injury, but the domineering practice of the Immortal and Immortal Sutra is not restricted.

Because the Immortal Sutra not only allows the caster to recover from injuries, but also absorbs the wounds suffered.

On the claws of the quasi-king of the blood clan, Meng Chuan's blood fell off a little bit, and converged towards the wound in Meng Chuan's abdomen, and filled the wound along with the minced meat.

And the remaining blood clan spells in the wound were also absorbed by Meng Chuan one by one, raising his strength to a higher level again.

The operation of the Immortal and Immortal Sutra requires blood and energy, and Meng Chuan's blood and energy have long been like a vast ocean, even if he fights against the quasi-king of the blood clan, this vast sea has almost dried up into a lake, but it is still easy to recover from this level of trauma.

This is already Meng Chuan doesn't know how many times he has been injured, originally his strength has been continuously improved, and he is already infinitely close to the quasi-king of the blood clan.

And the quasi-king of the blood clan cast another spell, and once again hit Meng Chuan hard, and after absorbing it with the power of the Immortal Immortal Sutra, let

He took another step forward and steadily trampled the Bloodline Quasi-King under his feet.

After the operation of the Immortal and Immortal Sutra was completed, Meng Chuan's blood qi fell a little, but he still had the ability to continue the battle.

Meng Chuan turned around slowly, his expression so calm that the quasi-king of the blood clan felt inexplicably chilled.

"The battle between us can be declared over. ”

"The quasi-king of the blood clan, the Crimson Castle, but that's it. ”

The quasi-king of the blood clan couldn't help but gasp, how could this be fought

This kid's self-healing ability is too strong, and every time he heals himself, his combat power will soar.

There must be an upper limit to his ability, but this upper limit seems to be impossible to touch at all.

Before the quasi-king of the blood clan had time to retreat, Meng Chuan had already taken the initiative to take action, and Ji Ding and Liang Ding were crushed by the quasi-king of the blood clan under the urging of Meng Chuan, and their momentum was far stronger than before.

The quasi-king of the blood clan felt a pang in his heart, and hurriedly raised his arm and slapped towards the two Kyushu Dings.

Just now, he could easily slap the two big tripods away, but this time the quality of the tripod seemed to be heavier than before, and the quasi-king of the blood clan was hit by the strength of the two tripods and retreated again and again, and he stopped his body after nearly ten miles.

After stabilizing his body, the quasi-king of the blood clan was shocked, only to feel that the blood in his chest was surging, and his arms were almost exploding just now.

This battle cannot be fought

He was really afraid, and he turned his head and flapped his wings to leave here, but before he could move, there was a blood dragon of nearly 10,000 feet, which came from a distance in an instant.

After Meng Chuan's strength climbed, even the size of the Blood Qi Long Dragon became able to stand tall in the sky, which brought a great sense of oppression to the quasi-king of the Blood Clan.

This blood-thirsty dragon opened its mouth and wandered over, trying to devour the quasi-king of the blood clan, but the quasi-king looked frightened and struggled desperately to escape. And Meng Chuan in the blood dragon was already approaching, and he didn't even use Chunjun and Demon Suppression, and with just a pair of fleshy palms, he slapped towards the quasi-king of the blood clan.

Although the quasi-king of the blood clan was afraid, he had not lost the ability to resist.

The two continued to fight in the long dragon of blood qi, and when the blood qi gradually dissipated in the air, the quasi-king of the blood clan also fell out, and sticky blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

"I want your life next" Meng Chuan roared, and Ji Ding exuded unparalleled coercion in mid-air, crushing towards the quasi-king of the blood clan again.