Duan Chen shook his head and didn't say anything, Xiao Honglong's little caution naturally couldn't hide it from him.

Xin You didn't have time to pay attention to these, he was going all out to hunt down those bloods.

There are 218 of these blood rays that have been differentiated after the disintegration of Hanxin, each of which is only the size of a finger, their combat power is very weak, but they have a speed comparable to that of ordinary peak saints, and they are scattered and fleeing in all directions, which makes Xin You feel very troublesome.

In advance, he did not expect that such a situation would occur.

It seems that it is impossible to wipe out all these bloods, so ...... How many can you kill......

Although these blood rays are only the size of a finger, they obviously possess a certain degree of wisdom, and they will not only flee, but also hide.

It's just that no matter what they do, they can't escape the detection of Duan Chen's grass and tree spirits, and they can't escape Duan Chentian's eye-catching glances.

Under the guidance of Duan Chen, an observer, the fleeing blood was caught up, and the hiding blood was pulled out, and then Xin You slashed the Qinglong battle knife in his hand, killing him instantly.

Soon, the number of blood rays annihilated under the Xinyou Qinglong Battle Knife had exceeded 100.

It's just that the later they go, the farther and more scattered those blood rays escape, and the more difficult it becomes for Xin You to kill them.

Laugh at! After another slash was slashed, slashing the blood in front of him that was escaping like a swimming fish into nothingness, Xin You retracted his knife, and was about to look for the next target, when Duan Chen, who was floating beside him, spoke: "The deity of Hanxin has descended on this plane, about 300,000 kilometers away from us. ”

"Han Xin, this damn guy, whether it is a clone or a deity, should have a magic weapon to hide his body, I have stared at the sky for so long, and I haven't found anything on this plane." The little red dragon said with some annoyance.

He was not idle when Xin You attacked those bloody rays, and throughout the whole process, he stared at his big dark golden eyes and stared at the sky, wanting to discover the arrival of the cold salary deity in advance and provide early warning for Xin You.

It's just that his move is useless.

Duan Chen said: "It's normal that you can't see it, Han Xin is the life seed of Yang Yuzhong's kid, and he has Yang Yuzhong's memory, whether it is a concealment secret technique or a method of making a concealment magic weapon, he should have mastered it, and you, even the most basic Heavenly Rank Pupil Technique, want to capture the figure of Han Salary in the far sky at such a distance, it is impossible." ”

The little red dragon snorted softly.

"Duan Shen, can you judge the strength of Han Xin's original body?" Xin You asked.

Duan Chen said: "I can't do it accurately, but I can still do it after a rough judgment, the strength of the Hanxin deity should be at the peak saint level now." ”

"Peak Saint-level ......" Xin You pursed his lips, and a glimmer of light came out of his eyes!

Han Xin's true strength is the strongest saint level, and now, his original strength, according to Duan Chen, is only the peak saint level.

Obviously, this is because he has divided too many doppelgangers.

Before the clones he had differentiated from fused with his true deity, his strength could only remain at the peak saint level, unable to reach the peak state of his supreme saint level.

The little red dragon clenched his little fat hand, and a pair of big dark golden eyes sparkled!

He said with some excitement: "Xin You! That damn guy in Hanxin, his current strength is only at the peak saint level, and your strength is also at the peak saint level, plus I am here to help you fight, and Duan Shen can give you advice on the side, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! What do you think? Do you want to do it!? ”

The expression on Xin You's face remained calm, but he unconsciously clenched the Qinglong Battle Knife in his hand, and he said, "Since Long Shuai wants to give it a try, then give it a try, Duan Shen, what about your suggestion?" ”

Duan Chen shook his head and said, "I have no opinion. ”

"Okay, then let's go and have a cold salary for a while." Xin You took a deep breath.

At this moment, about 300,000 kilometers away from them, about 10 kilometers from the ground, there was a blood-colored figure floating.

This figure is the Han Salary deity.

In terms of appearance alone, there seems to be no difference between the cold salary deity and the cold salary clone, however, the power emanating from them is very different!

When the cold wave came, the rolling blood mist instantly filled the entire sky, and even the air seemed to become viscous, filled with a strong smell of blood.

The eyes of the Cold Wave deity were scarlet, and he was looking into the distance at this time, and the direction he was looking at was exactly where Xin You was.

At this time, his face looked a little ugly.

Those blood rays, each one represented almost one thousandth of his strength, and just now, in that extremely short period of time, more than 100 blood rays had been slashed by that damn Chosen One called Xin You!

That is, in less than a quarter of an hour, he lost about a tenth of his strength!

Although this loss is not a permanent loss, as long as he is given a certain amount of time as a buffer, he can recover quickly, but this kind of thing in front of the weak still makes him feel very angry.

Anger is anger, but Han Xin is not dominated by this angry emotion, he still maintains his sanity.

After descending on this large star plane, he didn't immediately go to Xin You's trouble, but just floated in mid-air and waited.

Less than 10 seconds passed, and two more blood-colored figures descended on this plane and flew towards him.

These two blood-colored figures are his clones.

The dazzling blood-colored light lit up, and only less than a hundredth of a second passed, and the two blood-colored clones of Han Xin fused with his body.

When the blood-colored light dissipated, the aura of the cold body became significantly stronger.

After fusing these two blood-colored clones, the Han Xin deity still didn't move, just stared straight into the distant sky with his blood-colored eyes.

Around him, in the sky within a radius of ten kilometers, the rolling blood mist became thicker and thicker, as thick as blood!

Gradually, this no longer looks like a blood mist, but more like a sea of blood floating in mid-air!

Under the gaze of Han Xin, a small figure is rushing towards this side like lightning!

As the distance between them narrowed, the tiny figure, which was almost invisible, became larger and clearer.

This figure is not someone else, it is Xin You!