Rumble!

Ye Tian punched out, as if an earthquake had occurred, and the ground under his feet shook violently.

His fists glowed, bringing up a monstrous wave of golden qi, like a galaxy of training across the sky, so strong that it made people's hearts palpitate.

The old slave was also very strong, and he was not afraid of Ye Tian's divine fist, and took the initiative to meet him with a punch.

After all, he is a quasi-god realm, and he is also a vampire clan born with bloodline divine power, and he still has the courage to fight with a human god realm.

I saw that it seemed that a secret realm gate on his body opened, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, the momentum climbed rapidly, the bones of the whole body crackled, the muscles swelled like inflation, and the robes on his body were torn, two half-foot-long fangs stretched out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot, like two magic lamps, and two blood rays freed up his eye sockets for several feet.

His fist was blazing with blood, and a punch blasted out, the sound of the fist was like a tsunami, sharp and piercing, breaking through at least twice the speed of sound, terrifying.

"Is this the bloodline divine power inspired by the vampire clan, it's terrifying!"

The monks were astonished, and their eyes widened.

At this moment, the old slave of the blood clan has stimulated the divine power of the bloodline, where is there still a little aging, it is clear that it is a prehistoric tyrannosaurus, so strong that it is boundless.

Bang!

I heard an earth-shattering loud noise, as if two meteorites collided, the ground sank into a big hole, and the fist turned into a terrifying storm that swept in all directions, filling the sky with smoke and dust, squinting so that people couldn't open their eyes.

In the smoke and dust, I saw an old slave flying upside down.

"It seems that there is only half a step between the quasi-god realm and the god realm, but in fact, there is a heavenly moat, and even if the bloodline divine power is stimulated, it cannot be compensated. The Ghost Witch King shook his head and said slowly.

"Yes, there are countless monks who have died in the quasi-god realm in history, and they have not been able to take this last half step in their entire lives. The ghost mother-in-law nodded and said.

They were not surprised that the old slave of the blood clan was blown away by Ye Tian's punch, because there was a gap in the strength of the two.

But Ye Tian squinted, looking a little surprised.

He punched with a lot of force, that is, a mountain could be shattered, and the fist of the old slave of the blood clan was intact, and only a string of blood beads came out, which surprised him a little.

"The vampire's physical body is really strong, and it can be called a natural physical body King Kong, comparable to the Henglian master of the human race. He thought so in his heart, and his eyes showed a little approval.

This is the superiority brought by the bloodline, the vampire clan is born with the physique of a horizontal training grandmaster, and the human race wants to become a horizontal training grandmaster, how difficult it is.

Among the ten thousand races in the starry sky, there are many races with powerful bloodlines, and some are born with all kinds of golden bodies, all kinds of holy bodies, and all kinds of divine fetuses, comparable to innate, golden pills, and even primordial infants, turning gods, and leaving ordinary human beings far behind on the road to immortality.

"Soul Scorch!"

Another old slave held an ancient copper lamp, opened his mouth and blew it, the wick burst into flames, and a faint green fire rose into the sky, like a flash torrent, and swept towards Ye Tian.

The onlookers were in a commotion and kept retreating.

They were not scorched by the flames, but only by the light of the faint green fire, their heads were split, and their souls were burning in bursts, as if they were being scorched by the flames.

"This is a spiritual fire made of human soul sacrifice, the temperature is not high, and it does not hurt much of the human body, but it is fatal to the divine soul, once it is ignited, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it cannot be extinguished until the human soul is burned to ashes. I didn't think that the blood clan would master this kind of anti-heaven evil art. The Ghost Witch King said with a very solemn expression.

Their ghost witch cult also has similar evil arts, so they know more about it.

"Your fire isn't strong enough, I'll help you add a fire. Ye Tian didn't dodge or dodge, and said with a joking smile.

Immediately, his eyes suddenly glowed, blazing like the sun, and two clusters of golden flames ignited.

Poof!

The two clusters of flames burned more and more, and suddenly erupted, turning into two pillars of fire that reached the sky, like two golden fire dragons, the void was scorched and exploded inch by inch, and the old slave holding the bronze lamp swept over.

This is the Chaos Golden Flame, so hot that it can melt steel in an instant.

The two fire dragons passed, and the dirt on the ground turned into magma.

The faint green flame ejected from the copper lamp was suddenly dispersed by the golden flame, as if a trickle and a monstrous wave clashed, which was not enough to see at all.

The golden flames were overwhelming, sweeping through the sky, whistling and devouring the old slave of the bronze lamp.

The old slave of the bronze lamp was almost half scared to death, and he didn't have time to run.

The Blood Witch is standing next to the old slave of the bronze lamp, and she is about to be affected by the pond fish.

In the midst of the lightning, an object in the hands of the bloody witch flew out and hung above her head, and a blood-colored light curtain fell down, protecting him and the old slave of the bronze lamp inside.

It was the Blood Soul Bead, which many monks recognized.

Not long ago, when she was targeting Sima Xuankong, the Bloody Witch used this magic weapon once and saved the life of the Divine Son.

The blood soul bead is blood-red and crystal clear, like blood-colored agate, and it is said that it is made of the essence blood and divine soul of an earth immortal.

Bang!

The two fire dragons rushed to the blood-colored light curtain, but they were really blocked. Even if Ye Tian urged the mana and strengthened the fire, he couldn't penetrate this image.

Can't help but squint the corners of his eyes, very curious about this magic weapon of the Blood Witch.

In the blood-colored light curtain, the bloody demon goddess was proud, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and her white body shimmered with a crystal luster, like a goddess descending from the sky, so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Young Demon King, I'll give you another chance to choose, do you really want to be an enemy of my blood clan? The God King of the Pantheon is about to arrive, you have to think about it carefully!" the Blood Witch suddenly spoke, smiling.

"I'm going to kill the God King, and I'm going to kill you too!" Ye Tian said with a sneer.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, so don't blame me for being serious. ”

The Blood Witch once again took out the ancient scroll that sealed Sima Xuankong, and the two old slaves each held half of it, wanting to seal Ye Tian in it.

As soon as this thing came out, all the monks were moved, not only worried about Ye Tian.

This is a space magic weapon, and once it is sealed in it, there is almost no possibility of escape.

Boom! Boom!

Under the urging of the two old slaves, the two halves of the ancient scrolls crossed the air, and the moment they closed, ten thousand blood rays fell down, like the weight of a mountain, condensing the void below into an iron plate.

"Young Demon King, don't go in quickly, your compatriots are waiting for you inside. The bloody witch chuckled and said, very charming, very splendid, thinking that she had eaten Ye Tian.

But seeing that Ye Tian was not panicked at all, one hand was behind his back, and the other hand was like a knife, slashing in the air.

Sting!

The brilliant golden sword swelled several zhang long, like slicing tofu, cutting open the void that had been condensed into an iron plate.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a large golden slap poked out, tearing down the ancient scroll hanging in the sky at once.

Tear and pull!

The ancient scroll was torn open, and a figure fell from it, it was Sima Xuankong who was sealed.