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In the Qinglong Mountains, surrounded by mountains, ancient trees cover the sky.

Looking at thousands of miles, there are ancient dormant mountains, like a dragon lying prone on the earth, silent and ancient, revealing the breath of the distant years.

And one of the mountain ranges was full of blood, and the pillars of blood that rushed to the sky filled the sky, revealing a terrifying bloody aura.

The giant python with half of its body dancing in the sky screamed, like a blood dragon in the world, frantically attacking the pagoda.

And at this moment, in the lake of blood, there is a white-clothed figure.

Lin Huang's expression was condensed, and the green silk was like a knife, like a Shura, intimidating the blood and water that invaded around him. Feeling the evil power of the blood water that invaded the bone marrow, the murderous aura between the eyebrows became more and more intense.

If it weren't for the fact that he was dressed in Heavenly Shura, and was born to restrain all yin and evil, I am afraid that he would have turned into a pool of blood and merged into the blood lake.

Outside the Blood Lake, Jun Chengcheng and the others looked at the forest barren who had entered the Blood Lake alone, frowning, looking very nervous.

Even if she was in the city, she didn't dare to set foot in the blood lake easily, and the evil power in it reminded her of many ancient legends on the mainland......

Only the forest is barren and dares to move forward in the blood lake.

"Boy...... It's you!"

In the blood lake, a voice suddenly sounded, which was particularly harsh and cold.

When Lin Huang looked up, he saw that the blood water not far in front of him suddenly stood up, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, a blood-colored figure appeared.

Blood God Hou!

Lin Huang frowned, and a murderous aura of endless cold struck him, enveloping him, and a palpitating aura rushed straight to his head.

At this moment, the blood-colored figure in front of the forest wilderness was the Blood God Hou. At the beginning, in the underground palace of Tianlong Mountain, it was because of the existence of the forest famine, which made the latter fail to break through the realm.

Then in the Land of the Locked Dragon, the latter led the Blood Spirit Hall to snatch the dragon vein and suppress the Eastern Spirit Warriors. In the end, because of the appearance of Xuanyuan's troops, he fell short and escaped with serious injuries.

"How did you break through to the Martial King realm?"

Lin Huang raised his head and looked directly at the latter, his eyes were clear, and there was not the slightest hint of fear. It's just that I can't help but be a little curious in my heart, after all, Lin Huang's hand at the beginning can be said to have greatly injured the blood god Hou Yuanqi.

In Lin Huang's understanding of martial arts, it was impossible for the Blood God Marquis to break through to the Martial King in the short term.

"Truly...... I'm going to disappoint you, puppy!"

Blood God Hou raised his narrow eyes, his scarlet tongue licked his lips bloodthirstily, and there was a hint of enchantment in the cold, "I have to thank you for killing Ben Hou's three junior disciples in a row!"

Lin Huang's expression was slightly condensed, and from the demeanor of the Blood God Hou, he sensed a trace of the taste of the Blood Yin Hou.

"Originally, Ben Hou could reincarnate the blood sacrifice of the three junior brothers!"

The Blood God Marquis had a smile on his face, but it was a piercing coldness. The latter picked up the blood and water around him, his expression was quiet and enjoyable, "But Ben Hou can also swallow their origin essence blood and help Ben Hou break through to the realm of the Martial King!"

Lin Huang's expression became more and more solemn, and from the bright smile of the Blood God Hou, he felt the ultimate danger.

"Ben Hou...... Oh no, it's this king! This king swallowed their essence and blood, not only breaking through to the realm of the martial king. I learned their magic skills. Do you want to take a look, puppy?"

The Blood God Hou smiled slightly, and before the words fell, the blood and water around Lin Huang's body stood up one by one.

In a few breaths, those figures who stood up turned into the appearance of the Blood God Marquis, and there were as many as sixteen paths.

Lin Huang's expression was shocked, such a physical body splitting technique. It was the means of the bloody marquis who met in the tomb of King Wu. The condensation of blood into flesh is the means of the Blood Spirit Marquis.

As for the methods of the Blood Yin Marquis, Lin Huang didn't know much.

However, it is conceivable that the evil art of the four major blood marquis appeared in the body of one person, and the latter even has the realm of the Martial King, how terrifying this should be.

Lin Huang looked at the Blood God Hou in front of him, his expression became more and more vigilant, and the demon suppression knife in his hand emitted a snowy sword light, guarding Lin Huang's body.

"Truly...... What a self-contained puppy!"

Looking at Lin Huang's defensive appearance, the Blood God Marquis smiled slightly, his expression becoming more and more casual and conceited, "With the current strength of this king, even if Xuanyuan raises troops in person, this Hou can kill him." You're on guard like an ant, defending against an elephant's attack!"

"This king wants to know why you exist everywhere?"

The Blood God Marquis stared at Lin Huang and said with a cold expression: "It's the detention of Yin Yang Valley, and it's related to you." Or is there a secret hidden in this Zenless stupa that the king doesn't know?"

In the surging blood lake, Lin Huang raised his head and looked at the Blood God Marquis with a smile, "Do you think I will tell you?"

"You'll tell the king!"

The Blood God Hou smiled slightly, and when the blood-condensed sleeve robe waved, countless waves of blood were set off, sweeping towards Lin Huang, "This king wants to see how you little dog will beg for mercy after half an hour!"

Looking at the overwhelming waves of blood, Lin Huang's complexion changed, and he only felt that the terrifying aura crushed the void, and it was difficult for him to breathe. When the demon suppression knife in his hand was waved, it was the killing god who slashed out with a knife.

One Knife ...... Cut off the water flow!

When the blood splashed, the forest wilderness had already torn apart the blood waves that swept in, and his body was like a shock towards the pagoda in the forest of three thousand steles.

Bang.

Before Lin Huang swept out of the ten zhang, he felt a terrifying vigorous bombardment, which instantly spread all over the body, and directly flew dozens of zhang.

Ahem.

In the lake of blood, Lin Huang vomited blood, and his face was extremely pale.

The Blood God Marquis of the Martial King Realm, how could he compete with it.

With a sigh, the Blood God Hou suddenly appeared in front of Lin Huang, and his cold smile hid doubts: "This king really doesn't understand, even if Xuanyuan raises troops here, he will become a prisoner of this king, and why do you want to crash into this blood lake?

"Could it be that with the pagoda left by Ye Wuchan, there will be an opportunity to defeat this king?"

Blood God Hou said with a smile.

"Do you still remember what this king said in the Blood Palace of Tianlong Mountain?"

The Blood God Marquis approached Lin Huang, and a more chilling smile appeared in his gloomy eyes.

Lin Huang was silent, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed towards the Blood God Hou.

Clang.

The Demon Suppression Blade was directly bounced away by the Blood God Hou, and the latter's palm was held in the air, and a huge blood claw condensed into blood appeared in the void, strangling Lin Huang's neck and lifting it up.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Because how could this king let you die so happily?"

Blood God Hou Yin smiled miserably, and his expression suddenly became fierce: "Say, in the Wuzen Temple, what are the secrets that this king doesn't know?"

In the forest of three thousand steles, Lin Huang was choked by the huge blood claws, his face was flushed, but he still stared at the Blood God Hou coldly, a sneer was provoked at the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the pagoda.

Blood God Hou turned his head, and his expression couldn't help but change.

I saw that under the pagoda, Lu Han, who was originally sitting in the golden Buddha Gang of Cisheng, suddenly stood up.

Lu Han's expression was calm and resolute, his sackcloth was flying, his left index finger was facing the sky, and a golden flame suddenly rose from it, emitting a mysterious light.

"Burning fingers to worship God, call me Xuanyuan Heroic Spirit!"

Lu Han spoke loudly, his face fluttering. Only when the words fell, the golden flame in his hand jumped rapidly, becoming more and more intense.

In the blood lake, the Blood God Marquis looked at the scene in front of him, and his face changed greatly......

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