When everyone was in shock, within the blood river, the figure of the blood ancestor was transformed again.

He was actually like the legendary immortal body, killed by Ye Lingtian, and he could still be resurrected again.

"Blood Ancestor is alive!"

"If the Blood Ancestor does not die, Ye Lingtian will be defeated!"

The two cardinal archbishops of the Holy Hall were still terrified by Ye Lingtian's terror.

But in the blink of an eye, they saw the Blood Ancestor reappearing, and their faces were full of ecstasy.

After being reborn from the blood river, the blood ancestor did not have joy on his face, but had a touch of solemnity.

"Dragon Emperor, how about we stop!"

Although Ye Lingtian's sword had never really killed him, the Blood Ancestor had already understood that Ye Lingtian's strength was too terrifying.

Even if it was him, he was not an opponent.

"Stop?"

Ye Lingtian held his sword and raised his eyebrows coldly: "I'm sorry, I gave you a chance, and if you don't want to bow your head, then there is nothing to talk about." ”

There was only one possibility for Ye Lingtian to stop, and that was that the Blood Ancestor was killed.

Hearing this, the Blood Ancestor's complexion changed slightly, and he faintly regretted that he had disrespected the Dragon Emperor in his heart.

But now, he has no way to retreat from this situation, so he can only grit his teeth and hold on to the end.

"You forced me!"

The Blood Ancestor raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the sound was like a flood of thunder, spreading all over the world.

As he roared, the surging river of blood surrounding the void seemed to be pulled by some kind of tud, constantly converging and merging, and began to shrink.

This shrinkage did not affect the power of the Blood River, but further condensed it, and its strength increased instead of decreasing.

The river of blood dried up and turned into a pearl-like ball.

This is a blood-colored crystal ball, and what it contains is the essence of blood that the blood ancestor has killed and plundered all his life.

He made such a position, as if he was about to prepare to fight hard.

"Come on, let me see what you have at your disposal. ”

Ye Lingtian's face was not wavering.

In his eyes, the Blood Ancestor is just an ant, and no matter how desperate the ants are, they can't overturn the dragon elephant.

"Bloodstained the world!"

He roared, throwing the blood spirit bead transformed by the endless blood river into the air, and then pointed at it in the distance.

"Buzz!"

The Blood Spirit Bead emitted a heart-palpitating red light, and it actually wiped out all the countless low-level believers in the Holy Hall.

"Poof!"

The flesh and blood of these people were sacrificed by the blood ancestors and incorporated into the body.

Then, a shocking blow was brewed.

"Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood!"

The Blood Ancestor shouted, and above the Blood Spirit Bead, the image of the illusory shadow of the mountains and seas suddenly appeared.

The rocks are steep and towering, and if you look closely, you can see that it is a mountain of corpses composed of bones and corpses.

And the river and the sea are endless blood and light, which are converging by the river of blood.

This mountain and river, with unimaginable power, pressed towards Ye Lingtian, as if it was going to suppress him on the spot.

"Good means. ”

Ye Lingtian raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally gave this evaluation.

The corpse mountain blood walrus that is like a heavenly god towering can indeed defeat many strong people, even if it is the eighth order of the Heavenly Saint Realm, if one is not careful, it will be suppressed by the blood ancestor and die on the spot.

But Ye Lingtian was not afraid, in his opinion, this corpse mountain blood walrus was too petty.

I vaguely remember that in the flood and famine, in a battle with the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven sacrificed a picture of the country, and such a majestic force is the power of suppression of the whole world.

Compared to this, the Blood Ancestor's method is still too far behind.

Ye Lingtian was indifferent, but others would not think so.

Many Templar powerhouses were thrilled to see the Blood Ancestor's divine might.

"Blood Ancestor is invincible! as long as you can kill Ye Lingtian, it's worth it for believers to die!"

"This mountain walrus has fallen, the world is invincible, and the Blood Ancestor will definitely be able to lead our Holy Church to a higher glory!"

The two cardinal archbishops looked at the Blood Ancestor with a gesture of great reverence, their hearts swaying.

On the other side, those Huaxia powerhouses who projected their divine consciousness here looked a little anxious.

"What kind of means is this Blood Ancestor, it's terrifying!"

"Under the pressure of the huge force of this mountain and walrus, our Huaxia cultivation world may not be able to compete with each other!"

"Sect Master Ye won't be killed by him!"

Many Chinese powerhouses were panicked.

Although Ye Lingtian had always shown a sweeping invincible posture before, at this moment, the Blood Ancestor's methods were still too shocking, and they would inevitably be a little worried.

Ye Lingtian naturally didn't know what others thought.

Even if he knew, he didn't care.

In his eyes, all words are false, as long as they take out their strength and crush everything, they will naturally know what is truly invincible.

"I've had enough of you, it's time for you to die!"

Ye Lingtian sighed faintly, put the Ling Tian Divine Sword across his shoulder, and stroked the palm of his hand, and the Dragon Emperor's qi in his body enveloped the sword body, making this Ling Tian Divine Sword, which had already been promoted to a Heavenly Sacred Weapon, burst out with even more brilliant light.

"Kill the gods!"

He let out a low snort, brandishing the Ling Tian Divine Sword, and unleashed another sword magic power.

The Divine Sword Technique, like the Heaven Cutting Sword Technique, is also a medium-grade attack supernatural power.

The only difference is that the power of the Heaven Cutting Sword Technique is much more extensive, making it suitable for group attacks.

And the power of the god-killing sword technique is more condensed, and the power is even greater when it is used against a single person.

Since the Blood Ancestor could rely on the Blood River to obtain an immortal body, then Ye Lingtian would kill him thousands of times to see if he would die or not!

"Tilt!"

The sword pierced through the sky, cutting countless cracks through the space.

The strong wind howled, but if anything came close to the slightest point, it would be chopped into powder by the aftermath of the sword qi.

Ye Lingtian's palm was slightly raised, and the sword qi went upstream.

At the same time, the Blood Ancestor's corpse mountain blood walrus also fell at the same time, colliding with the sword qi.

Is it the sword qi like a dragon, crushing the mountains and seas, or the mountains and seas breaking the sky and suppressing the sword?

All the spectators held their breath, this blow was the winner of the two!

"Huh!"

Without the stalemate and confrontation that everyone expected, Ye Lingtian's sword was like a swimming dragon, without encountering any obstacles, and easily smashing the majestic image of the mountains and seas.

The image of bones and endless rivers of blood shattered.

Smashing the mountains and seas, Ye Lingtian's sword qi still didn't stay, slashing towards the Blood Ancestor!

"It's over. ”

Blood Ancestor's already white complexion became even paler because he felt the power of this sword qi.

He could clearly feel that Ye Lingtian's sword qi contained the power that could destroy him.

"No!"

There was no way to escape, there was no way to escape, he could only watch himself being pierced by the sword qi.

Unlike last time, this time, he was not so lucky, and he could rely on the blood river to be reborn again.

Because of the smashing of his body, this god-killing sword technique still did not stagnate, cutting his flesh into particles, so that he did not have the slightest basis for rebirth and resurrection.

"Da!"

The Blood Ancestor was beheaded, and with a move from Ye Lingtian's palm, the Blood Spirit Bead that had been collected by the Blood Ancestor with endless effort was pinched in his hand.

After putting it away, Ye Lingtian looked under the Holy Hall with his sword.

"I'm waiting for my wish to surrender!"

The two cardinal archbishops' faces were as pale as earth, seeing the fall of the Blood Ancestor, where was there still the slightest bit of resistance!