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With the Haotian Immortal Formula, the Blood Spirit Pill, the Crystal Spirit Essence and the other heavenly and earthly treasures to refine the body, how could a blood slave be able to compete. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Han Long instantly kicked out a monstrous leg shadow, and the strong force caused bursts of air to explode and roar, and the three blood slaves who were besieging that Yuanying Monk were like being hit by a thousand catties of boulders, "Bang Bang Bang", all of them involuntarily flew out sideways, crashing through the walls of several houses in a row, and finally the mud sank deep into the wall of the last room.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The three figures roared in the sky, their arms shook, and a strong air current suddenly erupted from them, and the houses beside them were shattered by the earthquake, and they seemed to be about to run away......

"Sneer......"

The enchanting golden long sword stabbed into the head of one of the blood slaves fiercely with a sharp sword light, and with a twist and a shock, the sword light contained in the sword shot out, and the head of the blood slave was instantly exploded into a rotten watermelon.

Han Long didn't even look at it, he lifted the Breathless Sword, and his body turned at an incredible angle, and it shot out in an instant.

The other blood slave was covered in blood mist at this time, as if he was strengthening.

Unexpectedly, a golden long sword silently broke through the air, splitting him in half from head to toe.

The churning blood mist suddenly stagnated, and vanished as the two halves of the blood slave's body fell.

There was not even a drop of blood in the blood slave's body, and the body was extremely dry and wilted, as if there was an empty shell left.

The sword light shone again, completely slicing the two sides of the blood slave into pieces.

In a few breaths, Han Long had already killed three blood slaves in a row, the speed was unbelievable, and the Yuanying Monk who was subdued by Han Long had an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Even the others were shocked by Han Long's strength.

These blood slaves, their bodies are extremely hard, painless, they are not afraid of death, and they are extremely difficult, but they have personally learned it, but they didn't expect that they would not be able to survive two rounds in Han Long's hands.

Of course, after Han Long killed these blood slaves, he quietly absorbed all the blood on their bodies, and Feng Taixian didn't know about it.

Han Long ignored everyone's surprised gazes, his figure shook, and he shot again

The wind is shining, and the sword light is shining......

"Bang!"

Han Long kicked out and directly kicked the head of a blood slave into the opponent's chest, and the blood slave staggered around a few times, and fell to the ground in a daze, a red light flashed and disappeared, and was sucked into Han Long's body.

"Smack"

A large hand that was hard to refine more than 100 refined steel slapped the head of a blood slave into a pulp.

Fifth ......

As the number of blood slaves that fell into Han Long's hands increased, the others felt relieved, and they all freed their hands and cast powerful spells, all kinds of lights flowed around.

By the time the last of the Blood Slaves was in Han Long's hands, the streets and houses around them were pitted and tattered, littered with stumps that had fallen from the Blood Slaves.

"Everyone's okay, right?" Han Long asked after looking around.

"It's fine. Everyone replied one after another, but the aura on their bodies was a little messy and wilted, except for Long Jingtian, those blood slaves could not be curry favor in Long Jingtian's hands.

Han Long killed eight of the Blood Slaves, and seemed to have discovered a secret on these Blood Slaves.

The blood on these blood slaves should have been transformed from their true yuan mana during their lifetime, but they only retained three or four percent of their strength during their lifetime, if they still maintained the exact same strength as before their death, Han Long would not have killed them so easily, at least they would have to go through a fierce battle.

Eight blood slaves, even the worst one, also have the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant stage, the most powerful one is transformed by the strong people in the out-of-body stage, and the blood rays on their bodies have been absorbed by Han Long, Han Long has to speed up the Haotian Immortal Recipe at this time, hoping to absorb and refine those red rays as soon as possible, otherwise these xenomorph energies will stay in his body, and he will also divide his mind to suppress these energies, which is not a good thing.

If it weren't for the weirdness of this place, Han Long could have calmed down and run the Haotian Immortal Technique with all his might, which would save at least half of the time, but now he still had to devote half of his mind to guard, and the refining speed would inevitably be discounted, so he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and find a safe place to cultivate.

"Since everyone is fine, I think we might as well get out of here. As soon as the words fell, he had already taken the lead in rushing towards the face, his face was serious, and he looked a little worried, and the others saw it and hurriedly followed.

……

"Damn, who is it?"

In a large room, a big man dressed in black roared angrily, his eyes were extremely sharp, and at this time, he seemed to be like thunder.

In the room, there were eighteen men who were also dressed in black sweatshirts, all of them had cold and grim faces, and their eyes were like electricity, at this time, in the face of the fury of the big man, these eighteen men were silent, silent, and no one seemed to dare to speak, for fear that they would become the scapegoat for the other party to vent their anger.

These eighteen men, with a black membrane of flesh on their hands and legs, are different from ordinary people, and they don't seem to be monks of the human race.

"Eighteen, a full eighteen blood slaves, all the troops were wiped out, and none of them came back, who is so bold that they dare to provoke our demon bat clan!!"

The big man said through gritted teeth.

It's no wonder, even if they have a large number of demon bats, but it is not so easy to refine a blood slave, this time they were killed so quickly eighteen blood slaves, and the level of blood slaves is not low, whoever is replaced will be furious.

"Get out, get out of here......" The big man shouted angrily to the eighteen men in the room.

"Yes, King!"

The eighteen men in black robes were suddenly released, so they saluted the big man in shape, and then turned to leave, it turned out that the big man in the shape of a man turned out to be the king of the demon bat clan.

"How can it be!"

When those men in black sweat clothes were all powerful, the big man roared in the sky.

A strange-looking weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, like a sharp and long fang, and the next moment, fierce winds shot out in all directions.

"Bang ......"

The furnishings, tables and chairs in the room were suddenly devastated, and they were knocked over by the sudden attack, and the sound of explosions came and went.

After a round of frenzied venting, the big man gradually calmed down, but the things in the room were unrecognizable and devastated.

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To be continued.

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