After saying that, the beast's feet were a little on the ground, and its body quickly rushed forward.

"Hmph, do you want to go? Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

A little under his feet, he quickly rushed forward with twelve steps to the sky.

A few minutes later.

Seeing that the distance between the two of them is getting closer and closer, at this time, it is getting closer and closer to the land of blood sacrifice fruits.

"Break it for the patriarch!" roared John Willingla.

The beast's paw slammed forward.

Click!

The wall was directly shattered, and I saw his body flash, and he quickly rushed in.

"Stop, stop!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

Immediately following him, he quickly rushed in.

"Haha...... You want to snatch the blood sacrifice fruit from the patriarch, you are still a little stunned!" John Willingla sneered.

The figure flashed, and the two beast paws grabbed out furiously, grabbing towards the blood sacrifice fruit on the red altar.

"Come back to me!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

The majestic soul power turned into a black iron chain, which was instantly tied to John Willingla's feet.

With a sudden force, he swept his body out and pulled it back.

"Ahh

A huge force erupted from the lion's body, breaking free from the black iron chains bound to its feet.

The figure flashed again, rushing towards the Blood Sacrifice Fruit on the red altar.

"I called you back, where are you going?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

The right hand grabbed domineeringly, and the majestic suction burst out from the palm of the palm and sucked towards John Willingla.

John Willingla's body had just rushed out, and before he could take a single step, a huge force came from behind him, and he was sucked back again.

"Ahh

The majestic force shook and shattered this huge force again.

As soon as he stepped forward, he was about to rush to the front, when a huge sound of breaking the air suddenly came from behind him.

John Willingla didn't think about it, leaned to the side, and quickly dodged behind him.

Rumble!

As soon as his body rolled on the ground, a huge golden palm print blasted where he had stood before, and a huge palm print blasted out on the ground.

Sou!

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaohao's figure flashed, and he quickly rushed towards the red altar.

"Ahh

A little under his feet, he exerted his strength to eat milk, and rushed towards the red altar.

But he had already lost the opportunity, Zhang Xiaohao stepped on twelve steps to the sky, his figure flashed, and he had already rushed to the red altar, grabbed it quickly with both hands, and the huge suction force erupted from the palm of his hand, and he pulled it violently, enclosing three-quarters of the blood sacrifice fruit, and quickly put it into the Shennong ring.

Just as he was about to grab the remaining Blood Sacrifice Fruits, a figure flashed quickly, followed closely behind, and snatched away the remaining dozen Blood Sacrifice Fruits.

"Stinky boy, you deceive people too much! You dare to snatch the blood sacrifice fruit of your own patriarch, and this patriarch swears! I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!" John Willingra roared angrily.

As he spoke, he took out a blood-red token from his body.

Click!

With a slam of his palm, he crushed the blood-red token.

A blood-red hole suddenly appeared above the altar, and then, John Willingla's body quickly rushed inside.

"Do you want to leave? Miscellaneous, have you asked me?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

With twelve steps to the sky, the figure flashed quickly, and the body of John Willingla had disappeared, and the blood-red hole was about to close.

Zhang Xiaohao rushed into the blood-red cave at the last moment.

"Haha...... Stinky boy, if you still want to kill the patriarch, in the next life! You wait for the patriarch, and when the patriarch recovers his strength, it will be your death!" said John Willingla coldly.

"Really, Miscellaneous! All I can say is that you're getting too complacent. Zhang Xiaohao's indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Immediately after, a figure rushed up from behind.

"Emperor Heavenly Fist!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

The huge golden fist, with the domineering power that suppressed the ages, the murderous John Willingla blasted past.

"Oh, damn it, how did you get in?" said John Willingla, snarling angrily.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao's attack was getting closer and closer, a cold glint flashed in John Willingla's eyes.

Swallow all the Blood Sacrifice Fruits in your hand in one bite.

With a reflexive kick, the huge beast's feet, with roaring power, kicked towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Hmph, die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The golden palm print slammed into his hands and feet.

Poof!

John Willingla's heart was sweet, and he directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but his body flew out quickly backwards like a kite with a broken string.

With the help of this massive anti-seismic force, John Willingla quickly rushed forward.

"Grass! not dead yet, miscellaneous, you are really hard enough!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

Watching John Willingla flee to the front, he took twelve steps into the sky, and pursued him again.

At the same time, my heart was full of doubts.

What is this old dog doing here? Could it be that there is something in this mysterious blood-colored space that attracts him?

Thinking of this, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Xiaohao's mind.

If there is something in the blood-colored space that attracts this old dog, it must be the power of blood!

At the moment, Zhang Xiaohao can no longer care about retaining his strength.

"Dragon Divine Skill!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

With a flash of golden light, a five-clawed true dragon stepped out of the air.

The dragon's tail rolled, and with a huge hurricane, it rushed towards the depths of the blood-colored space.

Although John Willingla took the first step, he was now seriously injured, and his speed was more than a beat slower, and in front of Zhang Xiaohao's transformation into a real dragon, his speed surged.

In less than a moment, he was already caught up by Zhang Xiaohao.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao ignored him, he rushed towards the deepest part of the blood-colored space instead.

John Willingla's face was covered with hideousness.

"Ahh

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaohao didn't hang him, and frantically rolled the dragon's tail and rushed towards the depths of the blood-colored space.

"Ahh Seeing this scene, the cold glint in John Willingla's eyes flashed.

Don't care about the heartache and make a decision as a last resort.

With a grasp of his right hand, he removed a piece of bloodstone from his neck.

The bloodstone glittered, swaying with layers of eerie blood red, full of dreamlike aura.

"Come over to the patriarch!" John Willingra snarled with a twisted face.

(End of chapter)