"What's wrong?"

There was a deep panic in the eyes of the Blood Sect Goddess, this kind of thing had never happened before, the gods were enslaved?

The power can be operated at will, but it can be used to kill Qin Jian, is this considered the effect of the enslavement of the gods?

"It's useless, no matter how you cultivate, it's useless for the gods to be enslaved, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu is here. ”

Qin Jian approached the Blood Sect Divine Maiden in her arms even more, the panic in the depths of her eyes became more and more solemn, and her delicate body trembled violently and wanted to break away from Qin Jian's embrace, but she never could.

"Let me go, you whore!"

The Blood Sect Goddess drank again and again, and there was no way to take Qin Jian, and there were tears in her eyes. The girl was wronged and powerless to resist, so she could only cry and complain about the sourness in her heart.

Qin Jian's eyes were full of joy in the depths of his eyes, he didn't want to let the Blood Sect Goddess suffer too many grievances, and slowly let go of her seductive body, anyway, he was enslaved by the gods, and all freedom had nothing to do with her, so he could act recklessly. Even if he ordered the Blood Sect Goddess to take off the blood-red skirt on her body, she could do it, and there was no way to resist.

After being released, the Blood Sect Goddess had a bitter hatred in her heart, how could she have been teased like this, she originally wanted to play with Qin Jian, but she didn't expect that his cultivation progress was so fast, and he was already above her.

What kind of cultivation is he, who can suppress me in an instant, and come to my side by the way, which is extraordinary.

Qin Jian looked at the Blood Sect Divine Maiden who gradually retreated and wanted to escape, but he was not in a hurry, she was enslaved by the gods he planted, and unless someone cultivated above him, it would be difficult to release the control of the enslavement of the gods.

Seeing that Qin Jian had no intention of arresting her again, the beautiful eyes of the Blood Sect Goddess looked at Qin Jian's evil smile with a little caution, and with resentment in her eyes, she fled towards the Blood Sect headquarters.

As long as she returns to the Blood Sect and uses her father's strong cultivation to dispel the enslavement of the gods, she will be free.

At the same time, he asked his father to mobilize all the elites, besiege Qin Jian, and force him to hand over all the adventures and get such miraculous adventures, maybe she could reach Qin Jian's current height.

Walk!

At that moment, the Blood Sect Divine Maiden held the Shenxi Sword in her hand, jumped up, flew towards the Blood Sect headquarters, and quickly disappeared from Qin Jian's slightly squinting sight.

"Run, run as hard as you can, it's a very interesting thing to do. ”

Qin Jian couldn't resist the picture of the Blood Sect Goddess twisting her body and flying away, it was pleasing to the eye, and he was in a good mood.

The Blood Sect Goddess left for half a minute, Qin Jian's eyes shot a fierce light like a hungry wolf, and he walked slowly, following the enslavement aura of the gods, and gradually chased after him.

The Blood Sect Goddess let go of her speed and flew, the speed was very fast, in just three minutes, she had already flown over half of the Blood Sect's territory, and arrived at the Blood Sect headquarters that was too familiar to be familiar anymore. Look for the highest hall and fly down.

In the highest hall, the word Blood Hall was hanging on the door of the hall, and she had no intention of governing the others, and the Blood Sect Goddess rushed into the main hall nervously, and went straight to the man who was giving orders to everyone in the main hall.

This man was dressed in a blood-red brocade robe, his eyebrows were cold and arrogant, and his body was full of domineering, and no one dared to look at his sharp eyes.

"Father!"

Ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone in the main hall, the Blood Sect Goddess came to the Blood Sect Master at a rapid speed with a panicked expression.

"Su'er, you don't know how to count etiquette more and more! With so many uncles and uncles here, can't you be more knowledgeable, walk slower, and say hello to each other?"

The Blood Sect Sect Master was annoyed, and as soon as his eyebrows turned, he was about to continue to drink heavily.

Where does the blood flocculent have time to care about this, she has a faint tingling feeling in her heart, and she doesn't know how long she has endured along the way, she must find out from her father, otherwise it will be dangerous.

"Father, I am cursed with viciousness, help me get rid of it, I am going to die!!"

Bloodcreet takes things more seriously to avoid being reprimanded by his stern father.

"What do you say!!"

When Xueba heard his daughter's crying voice and the pear blossom's expression of rain, his heart tightened. Blood is his own daughter, and it is also the only baby, there must be no mistakes!

A finger probed on the left wrist of the daughter of the blood flocculent, and the mind was urged to find out what kind of curse existed on the blood flocculent.

Dare someone do something to the blood goddess and curse it, this person doesn't want to live?

After a few breaths, the blood flocculated his eyes and looked at his father's eyebrows, and found that he had been a relaxed and proud father all his life, and his heart seemed to be filled with a terrible dull color, and this way of enslaving his father by the gods could not be solved?

Thinking of the terrible consequences in his heart, if even his father can't solve it, looking at the Blood Sect, who else can crack this damn god slavery?

"What a mysterious and treacherous power, Xu'er, did you provoke that mysterious force, or did you offend that unknown old antique?"

The blood tyrant looked solemn, obviously having a deep fear of the enslavement of the gods, and if he wanted to get rid of such a terrible strange power, the only way to solve the bell was to tie the bell.

The blood was aggrieved and wept, and there was a mist in the clear eyes, and it was over, listening to his father's words, I was afraid that he would be enslaved by the gods.

"Alas. ”

Seeing that his baby daughter didn't say a word, he just lowered his head and cried, and his heart trembled. His wife died in the mouth of a monster in middle age, and at that time he secretly swore that he would treat his daughter blood well in this life, so that she would live happily like a fairy in the sky. took good care of her, which also caused her to be not afraid of heaven and earth, and cause trouble everywhere.

Now, an unknown divine power has been branded on his body, and the only way to get rid of this power is to gather the strength of everyone and disperse it strongly, but the probability of success is extremely low.

"Su'er, with this strength, can it hurt or worry about your life?"

Just now, the blood tyrant investigated, except to see that his own strength was not enough to fight, there was nothing to gain. In order to avoid harming her life, he must ask about all possible crises.

If you want to gather the strength of everyone, you need to plan slowly, and you can't rush.

Xuexu slowly raised his beautiful eyes, and said sourly in his heart: "I shouldn't worry about my life, but my heart hurts!"

The blood flocculent found a problem, the more he cursed Qin Jian in the bottom of his heart, the more he would sting in the depths of his heart, this is the effect of the enslavement of the gods?

"Well, there's still room for manoeuvre! Tell me, what's going on?"

The blood tyrant relaxed a little, since it was not life-threatening, the stone that was originally hanging in his heart fell, and the pressure in his mind was reduced a lot. Judging from this state, it seems that the other party does not intend to kill Su'er, and in this case, there may be a turning point. To turn it around, you need to know where this mysterious power comes from.

Knowing oneself and knowing the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles!

The blood clenched his tender red lips, his eyes almost erupted with flames, and his body trembled, eager to crush Qin Jian's bones and scatter ashes. At this time, the depths of her soul suddenly erupted with terrifying power, deeply stabbing the softness of her fragile heart.

"Ahhh!!h

The delicate face of the blood became distorted, her hands clenched the softness of her heart, the nerves of her whole body were violently eroded, her body collapsed to the ground as soon as she was weak, her delicate little mouth was panting, her expression was painful, her brows were frowning, this state lasted less than three seconds, her delicate body began to tremble violently, and her body temperature gradually dropped, like a delicate flower that was about to die.

"How so!"

The blood tyrant wanted to help Su'er suppress the pain, but something went wrong, so he could only be in a hurry and didn't dare to act rashly.

As the saying goes, you can't go to the doctor indiscriminately when you are in an emergency, otherwise it will only aggravate the condition and even kill you.

"Father, I'm in so much pain, Father, I'm in so much pain, help me, save me, !!"

The blood bit his lips tightly, and the streaks of blood flowed out and dripped to the ground, causing the smooth green floor to have a conspicuous red. With the blood to the end, the body is distorted, and the appearance is obscene, which makes people think about it.

Is it broken somewhere?

"Damn it!"

The blood tyrant couldn't bear the blood and showed a painful look, and there was a voice calling for help, which stabbed the nerves all over his body.

The blood floc has been cared for by himself since he was a child, like a fairy, even happier than a fairy, broken in his hand, and afraid of melting in his mouth. This is enough to see how deep the love of the blood tyrant is for the father and daughter of the blood flocculent.

But now, he can't do anything about the hateful strange power that tortures the blood flotsam, he is so anxious that his eyes are bloody, and he can't wait to slap the bastard beast who exerts this power.

"I don't want her to die, it's better to stop!"

In the main hall, I don't know when, there was a white-haired young man standing at the door, with a lovely appearance, an indifferent expression, and a hint of arrogance in his dark eyes, which did not reassure everyone inside at all.

Step by step, he walked towards the blood flotsam who fell to the ground and whispered, and the blood flotsam's tightly closed eyes opened in an instant when he heard Qin Jian's voice, and then covered his heart with both hands, enduring severe pain and frantically pounced on the evil Qin Jian.