Rumble!

The strange blood-colored flames swept away in an instant, and the flames were not incomparably hot.

On the contrary, this blood inflammation carries a biting coldness, as if it has the terrifying effect of burning bones and destroying the heart.

Drunk this temple eyes are solemn, the thunder beam in his hand swells and thickens, and he doesn't dare to keep his hand anymore.

"Thunder, I'm gone!"

Thundered!

A dull thunder sounded in the dantian of the drunken temple, and then the dazzling white light swept by, and his aura instantly skyrocketed, approaching the level of the Spirit Realm.

Crackling!

The thick strip of lightning at the mouth of the bowl was released from the tip of the sting knife in the hand of the drunken temple, and with the power of destroying the world and the earth, it slashed towards the huge wave of blood and flame that swept in.

Bang!

The two energies of thunder and lightning and blood flame collided, and the terrifying aftermath was stirred, emitting several ripples in a row, causing the internal organs of the drunken temple to tremble violently.

"Oh, this Thunder Xuan Power is a bit weird, how could he unleash such a powerful attack according to his cultivation in the early stage of the Dan Realm. Rao is this seat has never seen this level of mystical power increase, it seems that this drunken temple has a great secret. Qing Ziming's silver hair danced, and her eyes flickered.

"Then I'll dig out the secrets in your body!"

"Swallow!"

Qing Ziming let out a cold snort, and the mark on his hand changed extremely skillfully, and the surging blood flame suddenly changed.

The blood flame was torn apart, turning into countless tiny tentacles, and grabbing towards the drunken temple overwhelmingly.

"Not good!"

Drunk this temple was shocked, but the speed of the thousands of tentacles was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already restrained his limbs, and blood inflammation poured into his body from his mouth, nose and ears!

"Drunk on this temple!"

"Bastard!"

Ye Chen, Murong Feng, and Tang Zixuan in the crowd all exclaimed, this sudden change simply caught them off guard.

In the sky, the powerhouses of the Seven Great Sects, as well as the Northern Emperor and the King of Chu, all paid attention to the transformation of this battle, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

"Qing Ziming's method of manipulating Xuan Li is really old-fashioned, and he doesn't look like a young disciple at all. ”

"It seems that he was drunk and defeated in this temple, but after all, he only has the cultivation of the Jiedan Realm, and the defeat is reasonable. ”

"On the other side, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also about to win. ”

In the other ring, at this time, the majestic and profound power of the emperor was like a deep sea dark tide, suppressing all the thunderous power of the thunderous body, only the power to parry, and there was no way to fight back.

Lei Zhentian sighed, there is still a big gap between the Ziyun Palace and the royal family, after all, the latter is a violet-level force, and under the cultivation of such a background, it is reasonable for Lei Dong to be invincible.

"If nothing else, the final should be You'er and Na Qingziming. The Northern Emperor Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly.

Everyone on the side also nodded secretly in agreement.

In the ring, at this time, the drunken temple had been swallowed by blood flames, and the rich blood qi around him was like a pair of big hands fixing him, and he couldn't move at all.

"Ahhhh

Blood flames raged in the meridians of the drunken temple, and the pain that pierced his heart made him can't help but let out a terrible roar.

Sou!

A blood arrow shot out from the body of the drunken temple and landed straight in the hand of that Qing Ziming.

"Boom... Let me see what is unique about your blood. ”

Qing Ziming's different-colored pupils flashed with excitement, and his fingertips lightly touched the blood in his palm and smeared it on his tongue, the appearance was extremely terrifying, and he was already silver-haired.

"Huh?"

A frightened voice sounded, and the speaker turned out to be Qingzi Ming, who was in the grip of victory.

"Divine blood, how is that possible?"

Qingziming's bewitching pupils shrank into a small dot at this time, and his eyes were cracked, like seeing a ghost.

At this time, there was an uproar in his heart.

As the stunned sting said, Qing Ziming was indeed a reincarnated person, and his predecessor was none other than one of the two deities of the Blood Demon Sect, the Brahma Blood Venerable.

If it were someone else, perhaps it would be so shocking that they wouldn't be able to understand the secrets of the blood in the body of this temple. But for him, he knew exactly what divine blood was!

That was the key to breaking through the shackles of the Great Heavenly Rank and advancing into the legendary divine realm.

Qing Ziming gasped, his different-colored eyes narrowed in a strange arc, and his face was strange.

"Who are you?"

The blood flame turned into thousands of bloody hands and strangled the neck of the drunken temple.

At this time, the drunken temple looked painful, but he still did not use the mysterious power of the sting, because he knew that if the power of the sting was exhausted, then the emperor behind him, he would no longer be able to resist.

"Don't you say yes? hehe, then let this seat search your soul!"

Qing Ziming let out a cold strange laugh, and then a soul light shot out of his eyes, and went straight to the center of his eyebrows that entered the drunken temple.

"Hahahaha, he wants to search for souls, now this Qingziming is afraid that he is going to have a closed door!" The stunningly gloating laughter echoed in the heart of the drunken temple.

"Hmph, I'd like to see where you come from, a kid with divine blood?"

Qing Ziming's divine sense instantly entered the sea of souls of the drunken temple, and what entered his eyes was a dark and strange space.

"Hmm, why is this kid's soul sea so weird, the soul sea of ordinary people is white, and the soul sea of this drunken temple is endless black?"

Rumble———

A muffled thunder faintly came from the distant sky, and a breath of ancient desolation arose, and everything seemed to be silent in this dark space.

"What's that?"

Qing Ziming was startled in his heart, and a black air mass wrapped in countless chains came into his eyes.

Shivering, this emotion spread in his blood for the first time.

"It can make me feel a little afraid! This is ........"

Swish!

Before Qing Ziming could come back to his senses, the huge chain suddenly moved, and the speed was surprisingly fast, coming straight for him.

Boom!

Qing Ziming frowned, and his divine sense exuded a powerful soul power, wanting to shatter the chain that rushed in his face.

However, his proud soul power was as weak as a feather in front of the chain, and it posed no threat in the slightest.

The next moment, the chains wrapped around his senses and turned them into nothingness!

Burst!

In the ring, a trace of pain flashed on Qingziming's beerous face, and then blood spit out from his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"How could it be....... The soul power of this seat was directly dispersed!"

Qing Ziming let out a roar of disbelief.

At this time, everyone's eyes were puzzled as they watched the sudden change on the stage.

Qing Ziming, who had already won the battle, suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and his breath plummeted, making everyone look at each other.

"What happened?"

"This Qing Ziming seems to have been countered. ”

The powerhouses in the sky, led by the Northern Immortal Emperor, flashed their eyes one after another, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Tang Zixuan's hanging heart fell, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sect Leader Ye Chen and Murong Feng's tense bodies also relaxed, and their gazes softened.

I don't know what happened, but at least now the temple is out of danger.

"Hey, look. Master, even I dare not touch the strange prohibition in your soul sea, even if this Qing Ziming is reincarnated as an old monster of the Blood Demon Sect, he will definitely not be able to bargain!"

Drunk in this temple listened to the schadenfreude in his heart, he felt the blood flames raging wildly in his body dissipate, and his body, which had been restrained, was freed.

"He should have been hit hard! If he doesn't attack now, when will he wait?" Drunken Temple's gaze swept towards Qing Ziming, whose breath was weak, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and thunder and lightning suddenly spread all over his skin.

"Spring Thunderstorm!"

Crackling!

A thick bolt of lightning pierced the void, and an astonishing arc of lightning swept through the air, slashing at Qing Ziming with the power of destroying everything.

"Wall of Blood!"

Qing Ziming's stunned pupils suddenly sank, and the red light on his fingers flickered, and he was a little empty.

Rumble!

A tall wall made of blood-red mystic power came out in response, blocking the thunderbolt released by the drunken temple.

Boom!

The small electricity and thousands of blood and qi were scattered and splashed at the same time, blooming like fireworks, but this fireworks did not bring the slightest beauty to the audience, but terrifying energy ripples.

"This guy... Having been hit hard, there is still this kind of strength. ”

Drunk this temple's face was complicated, his eyes were very solemn, he didn't expect Qing Ziming to be so powerful.

On the other side, Qing Ziming also had a strange face, and his strange pupils flashed with obvious shock, looking at the drunken temple as if he was staring at a monster.

Immediately after, after a brief hesitation, a strange smile flashed across Qingziming's handsome and demonic face, and then he spat out a word.

"In this battle, I admit defeat. ”