The dark clouds in the sky were all condensed as if dripping liquid, and the hurricane was raging, and the ghosts were crying wolves. The power of this blow is comparable to Zhang Ji'an's last punch to control the clouds.

The Dark Bloods are the favor of the Dark, and they are born with dark spirits, far superior to the average pseudo-saint monk.

But Chu Ling was not only not afraid at all, but said lightly:

"The divine body is small, but he can split the emperor saint with one hand, today, I will let you know that the realm is nothing!"

After Chu Ling finished speaking, he stepped out and slapped his palm in the air.

"Boom!"

It's like the heavens and the moon are upside down, and the sun and the moon are flipping. A palm condensed from lapis light emerged in the void. This is purely the condensation of Chu Ling's physical strength, the light palm is the size of a zhang, the whole body is glazed thoroughly, and the fine lines are complete, just like the immortal divine gold.

The green gold divine palm slapped down, and with one palm, it crushed all the three feet of blood, and then slapped it towards the blood ancestor. Blood Ancestor's face changed wildly, and he turned around violently, but unfortunately he didn't completely dodge it after all. Half of the shoulder was smashed directly. Pieces of black scaly armor and bones flew, and a fiery mist of blood erupted from his wounds.

"You're damned!"

Blood Ancestor's eyes were as red as blood in an instant, and an incomparably murderous aura erupted from his eyes.

The Blood Ancestor has been on the earth for thousands of years, except for the Holy See Sage back then, when has he ever been hurt like this?

With a flap of his wings behind his back, he actually broke through the sound barrier and attacked Chu Ling with nearly five times the sound. The other left claw, intact, carries a heavy afterimage, like a slashing wind, which can pierce through steel.

"Bang. ”

The quintessential tone has crossed everything, and everyone can't even catch it. The last moment was still thousands of meters away, and the next moment he had already come to Chu Ling, as if he had broken through time.

"Die!"

The Blood Ancestor raised his left claw, and black mist swirled under the blood claw like a poisonous snake, and each mist represented an incomparably vicious curse.

'Curse of Blight, Curse of Aging, Curse of Blood...'

In an instant, the Blood Ancestor exerted ten cursed powers on his hands. It's almost comparable to the 'twelve-tone scale of angels'. If this blow is solid, it will be a god, and I am afraid it will also fall.

"Hades, I use the ten curses as weapons, if you can bear the small, I will turn around and flee. ”

The Blood Ancestor laughed wildly, and the evil spiritual power enveloped Chu Ling from all directions, and drilled into Chu Ling's brain. Destroy his spirit.

"Ant-like. ”

Chu Ling's face was expressionless, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and he gently raised a palm.

At this time, the Blood Ancestor's Cursed Divine Claw was only three inches away from Chu Ling's heart.

But the Blood Ancestor felt that the distance of three inches seemed to be incomparably far away. It watched as Chu Ling raised his hand. Seeing Chu Ling pressing one hand on his left paw, he completely ignored the many curses. I watched as Chu Ling flicked it lightly, tearing its left claw off its body.

"No!"

The Blood Ancestor screamed wildly, and his voice was as terrible as that of an old owl.

Its wings fanned wildly, its body retreated violently, and its eyes were full of fear.

Chu Ling's strength was completely beyond the imagination of the Blood Ancestor. Whether it was the incredible physical body, the physique that was not afraid of many curses at all, and the terrifying ability that seemed to slow down time, it was completely beyond the imagination of the Blood Ancestor.

"It's a monster, a real monster. His body, almost a true deity. And it is invincible, ignoring my curse, and more importantly, it is the magic power of manipulating time? How is this possible, even among the oldest ancestors of my race, no one has ever heard of anyone who can control time. ”

The more the Blood Ancestor thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his wings flapped like phantoms, turning into a terrible stream of blood, fleeing into the distance.

Time is the existence of all laws.

The supernatural powers that control time are all earth-shattering supernatural powers, and they are all famous in the universe. Chu Ling's divine body is small, although he can't use the great magic power of the years casually, but he can still do it with a trace of strength.

"Blood Ancestor is running away?"

Countless people stared at each other with wide eyes.

The Black Duke was even more sluggish, unable to believe it.

"You can't escape. ”

Chu Ling's figure was like a streamer phantom, appearing behind the Blood Ancestor out of thin air, stretching out his hands and tearing them gently.

"Click. ”

The bat wings behind the Blood Ancestor were torn apart by Chu Ling's volley like this. The Blood Ancestor suddenly let out an earth-shattering howl, and a cloud of blood mist fell from the sky to the ground.

It was under Chu Ling's hands, and it was even vulnerable at all.

"Run, run, run!"

Blood Ancestor still has the slightest fighting heart at this time. As soon as its body fell to the ground, it instantly burned the essence in its body, turned into a ray of blood, flew close to the ground, and fled into the distance.

"Town!"

Chu Ling snorted lightly.

The entire void suddenly condensed like an iron plate. Immediately after, I saw Chu Ling stretch out a palm shrouded in divine patterns and press it in the air. The escaping blood was slapped into the ground by a green gold divine palm. Chu Ling clenched his fists. The Blood Ancestor was also grabbed by the lapis giant palm and volley. No matter how much it broke free, it couldn't break free of its giant palm.

It was the power of the gods, incomparably strong, the hardest metal on earth.

The divine body is small, but he can split the emperor saint with one hand!

This is the true power of the demon seed body, before fighting Xuanluo, Tianyingzi and others, Chu Ling didn't even use half of his strength.

"With you, I can finally practice Heavenly Gong and step into the Emperor Saint. Chu Ling grinned, and in the terrifying gaze of the Blood Ancestor, he shot out a golden prohibition, sealing it in it, and finally turned into a golden ball and appeared in Chu Ling's hand.

Chu Ling held the golden ball in his hand and flew towards the Shushan Sword Palace without looking back. Before taking it away, a golden light popped out of his hand, killing the black duke who wanted to escape.

Only everyone at the foot of the mountain was left, standing there dumbfounded, as if looking at a myth.

"Blood Ancestor is dead?" it took a long time before someone whispered.

"The Blood Ancestor has been captured by my master, does anyone else have any objections to my master today?"

Raise your head like a proud king and look around. Whether it is the envoy of the great power or the Western Spiritual Venerable, all of them bow their heads, and no one dares to speak.

The world was terrified!

The Blood Ancestor is dead!

This news spread like thunder in an instant, spreading throughout the world. Countless families, martial arts sects, and dark forces were all stunned and almost speechless.

In myths and legends, the Blood Ancestor is a Hell Demon King-level existence, and for nearly a thousand years, every time he is resurrected, it has set off monstrous waves and washed countless tribal cities with blood. Any Spirit Venerable powerhouse is like an ant in front of it.

Such an old pseudo-saint actually fell into the hands of Chu Ling, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

According to the people who watched the battle, the Blood Ancestor was extremely terrifying despite the repeated methods at that time. But Chu Ling was too strong, from beginning to end, with just one hand, he slapped the Blood Ancestor to death, which was fierce and terrifying, and the whole world was terrified.

"How can there be such a powerful existence in the world? The Blood Ancestor was much stronger than Zhang Ji'an, why did he lose so badly. "Many people ponder and meditate, their heads explode, and they can't find the answer.

"In our lives, I'm afraid we won't be able to seek revenge on the Hades. ”

The martial arts world is even more bleak. Ying Longhua, Ise Daisho and others all looked extremely solemn.

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, they saw Chu Ling with their own eyes, crushing the Blood Ancestor like a chicken, this kind of power was completely out of their imagination. Even if they still have a background, but in the face of Chu Ling, they are still psychologically empty.

"The Hades King is destined to reign for an era, and then, it only depends on whether he can survive the catastrophe of the Kunxu Realm. ”

The Ise Grand Priest sighed.