No matter what hidden means the other party has, when he is close to Baofeng, he should be activated, otherwise he will not be able to stop him from sabotage. And the other party was so forbearant that he allowed himself to break into here, and when it was launched, it must have been a thunderous blow. He seems to be upright, but in fact he is completely prepared. If the opponent can't kill him with one blow, then what awaits the opponent is his hard counterattack, even if he can't kill the opponent, the blood god incarnation can make the opponent very uncomfortable. And the incarnation of the blood god has the strength to transform into immortals, no matter how bad it is, at least it can survive one round. He didn't want the Blood God Incarnation to be able to kill that source of danger in an instant, but at least he had to understand and severely damage the other party, so as to increase the chances of victory for the deity's side.

Seeing that Baofeng was in front of him, his vigilance was also raised to the highest. It seems to be defenseless, but in fact, it is fully prepared for escape. His hunch will not be wrong, there must be great danger ahead. Although I am ready to die, it is of course best to be able to not die. He looked left and right, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Since the other party didn't plan to come forward in advance, when he arrived at Baofeng, it would be a prelude to his destruction. Maybe the other party has some considerations, maybe there are some interests to calculate, but he doesn't care so much. All he had to do was keep destroying, and then run away with the accumulation of thousands of years of the Dream Immortal Sect. As long as he gets some benefits, bringing it back can also strengthen the strength of the alliance.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the platform at the top of the treasure peak, the sense of danger instantly increased to the limit. He could even hear a piercing scream, a sign of a premonition of limits. And he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the man standing ten feet away. The man was expressionless, with a pair of strange three-pupil eyes, which made him look very bewitching. But what really made the Blood God incarnation care was the yellow gourd that the man was holding in his hand. The gourd was only the size of a palm, and on the surface it was ordinary, looking like a wine gourd, but it was a little smaller than a normal wine gourd. The gourd didn't have any patterns, let alone anything special, but it was the ferocious aura that vaguely emanated from it that made the blood gods a little frightened.

"Unexpectedly...... There is such a ferocious thing! Zhang Daniu, who was in retreat, was shocked. Just a trace of breath was enough to make the blood gods feel afraid, which was simply unheard of. And through the Blood God Incarnation, he felt a hint of familiarity. His mind moved, and he suddenly grew up, and disappeared into the quiet room in a blink of an eye. The situation was beyond his imagination, and he had to see it for himself, otherwise he couldn't be finalized. As for the alliance, it is secondary. If that situation really turned out to be what he expected, it would be much more meaningful than any battle between good and evil.

However, just as he set off, the Blood God Incarnation was in great danger. The man didn't speak, just pulled out the stopper from the mouth of the gourd, and then a golden mist emerged from it, which turned into a small flying knife in an instant. Two golden rays flew out of the golden knife, hitting directly on the head of the Blood God Incarnation. The Blood God incarnation remained motionless, allowing the golden mangs to settle on him, and then the golden knife rotated lightly three hundred and sixty degrees. The head of the Blood God incarnation was like a watermelon that had been squeezed hard, and it exploded open, exploding into countless blood beads scattered all over the ground. And the entire blood god incarnation completely collapsed because of this, and could no longer maintain its human form, turning into a puddle of pus and blood again, and even a trace of the remnant soul could not be retained.

When the man saw that the incarnation of the blood god had been ambushed, he put away the gourd with a blank face, and was about to go back to the cave as if nothing had happened. The only purpose of his existence is to release this gourd and let it kill the enemy in front of him. Now that the enemy has been eliminated, there is no need for him to stay. As for the puddle of pus and blood, naturally someone will come over to clean it up. This is the hole card of the Dream Immortal Sect, and it is also the super magic weapon that they fight to deter the world. Any immortal, as long as he survived the heavenly tribulation, would be restrained by this yellow-skinned gourd, and he couldn't even cast a spell, so he was completely killed by the golden mangs inside. And this kind of killing is not just the body, but the complete destruction of the soul, and nothing can be retained.

"That's true!" Before the man could return to the cave, he heard an exclamation from behind him. Even if he has been in the ancient well, he can't help but tremble in his heart at this time, and there are a lot of ripples. Because I don't know when, in the place where the blood god died, there was an extra man with an almost identical appearance, staring thoughtfully at the yellow gourd in his hand. He had the illusion that this man seemed to know the treasure in his hand, and that they had an inexplicable strangeness before each other. This feeling made him shudder, and he subconsciously wanted to put away the gourd in his hand, for fear that the other party would snatch it away.

This strange feeling was the first time he had been in charge of this treasure. Only others have ever been afraid of the treasure in his hand, and he has never been afraid of others. He vaguely felt that this man might be able to take away his magic weapon. Although there is no basis for it, this feeling has lingered. So that the person in front of him didn't make any moves, so he couldn't help but retreat, without the previous arrogance and domineering. Fortunately, he finally remembered that what he was holding in his hand was the treasure of the Town Sect of the Dream Immortal Sect. As long as the lid is lifted, the immortals can be easily killed, and the lingering feeling is finally lightened.

That golden immortal just expected that the people of the alliance would not honestly wait for death, so he left this supreme treasure in the sect as a last resort to guard the mountain gate, and now it really came in handy. It's not that Jin Xiantuo is big, and he dared not bring the strongest magic weapon in that battle. It is really a great price to use this magic weapon, he is approaching his longevity, and he is more and more afraid to use it himself, so he can only stay in the mountain gate, and be supervised and used by a special person. It's just that he never thought that in the face of such a fierce and powerful magic weapon, some people were not afraid, but instead thought about it, and were ready to take advantage of the emptiness of the Dream Immortal Sect to come to a trick and snatch it with a yellow finch behind.

Zhang Daniu looked at the remains of the incarnation of the Blood God with great interest, and now there was only a puddle of pus and blood and a magic weapon that had been cut into tatters. The spirituality in it has been completely lost, and there is absolutely no possibility of regeneration. If that thing was similar to what he had envisioned, then he wouldn't have to think hard about how to crack the Blood God, as long as that thing existed, no matter how powerful the Blood God was, he would not be able to escape death. The top priority is to take the yellow gourd and study it carefully to confirm your conjecture.

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