The boy closed his eyes.

At that thousandth of an instant, Gong Nu's heart beat violently, and the frequency of his heart beating was more than ten times faster than usual.

That is a sign of extreme danger.

Ever since he got the fate of the god against the sky, this feeling of threatening life and death has basically said goodbye to him.

Because he couldn't have died.

Even if you die, you can regenerate.

The definition of the human body structure of the worldly warrior cannot restrain him, because his body has long been out of the category of human beings and is no longer human.

Even when he faced a supernatural immortal of a higher realm, his death crisis was not so strong.

"Yes...... Time...... Candle"

An obscure and complicated old voice only entered the palace slave's heart less than four words.

It is the shock of the "anti-heaven divine fate" on the palace slave, but there are only four words...... and there was no peace......

Airplanes~

The area fell silent.

The palace slave's frightened expression was clearly fixed on his face, maintaining the movement of the sickle retreating, motionless.

The several grandmasters behind Lu Qingping were also motionless, and their expressions were still stuck in the moment when they decided to leave.

The girl in the sky is still flying towards this place, but she is frozen in the air.

On the edge of the sea cliff, the waves were still, rolling up a huge wave more than ten feet high, solidifying on the cliff and unable to hit it.

The dead grass retains an arc bent by the night wind, and no longer sways with the wind.

It's not that the time space here is suspended.

It's the speed of everything here, not as fast as Lu Qingping's speed.

He stepped out.

Call~

The starry sky of heaven and earth suddenly accelerated.

Change is only in a blink of an eye.

Dotted with stars, the white clouds and dogs between the breaths......

The scenes presented are......

Dark clouds soared in the sky.

The stars quickly changed their positions on the earth.

It's in this area.

And that's just this area.

As the god of time who controls the four seasons of day and night, the Ancient Candle Emperor opened and closed his eyes, and what flowed was the time of the entire universe.

In the beginning was God, and God and the Word were the same.

The Ancient Candle Emperor was the original group of gods of the same origin as the Tao, born to master the time and years.

The ancient red pine nut candle emperor shape, created this technique, can be used at least one day and night in the world.

After incarnating as a celestial immortal, Lu Qingping can also steal a stick of incense from the sun and moon time on the land of Yanfu.

But now it is only the realm of the Grandmaster, and if you use this technique, it will not affect the entire land of Yanfu, at most, there is only the time of the sun and the moon within a radius of dozens of miles, and there are only ten breaths.

Dozens of miles away.

A pair of people in the Dao Gate suddenly saw the changes in the starry sky in the distance, as if they were running fast there day and night.

"Not good!"

"Unexpected upheaval, the palace slave will be taken away by others!"

The light in Wen Tianming's eyes changed dramatically, and as soon as he stepped on it, Danxia's secret method jumped to the ground.

Call~

His whole person seemed to be incarnated into a gust of fairy wind, rolling up on the earth, and between the whirring, the remnants of the woods behind him quickly retreated.

In one breath, he turned into the wind and traveled five or six miles.

Powerful speed that blows the trees to a rattle.

rushed out for five or six miles in one go, and the trees on both sides of the rush were almost pulled out, like a wind and clouds, as fierce as a ......

This is the legendary retreat of the Daomen.

At the very least, the Dao Sect Secret Treasure that could only be used by the Divine Power Law Aspect was easily displayed by Wen Tianfang, the third high-ranking talent of the original Yan Fu Youth in the Little Grandmaster Realm.

Behind him, there was a little Taoist boy who was urgently chasing: "Senior brother, what's going on?" Could it be that Lu Qingping was able to subdue the palace slave in such a short period of time, which is too inconsistent with the palace slave's identity as the son of the blood god! ”

Son of the Blood God!

This is why the palace slave was able to break through the cultivation in such a short period of time, and liked to cut the throat of others, let blood and skin the skin.

Blood God.

The identity of this demonic deity is recorded in the Daomen Danxia Holy Land.

A spirit god of heaven and earth who was born on Yan Fu in ancient times was incarnated as a god with the help of blood as a body.

In ancient times, whether it was the blood god or other gods, or the demon saint of the demon clan, they were driven out of the earth by the saints of the three religions and the human race, leaving only some remnants of the corpses and divine thoughts after the war, which were forced to slowly decay in the years.

In this process, there are some remnants of human beings and gods who want to regain their divine status with the help of new beings.

As long as they cultivate it into a new god, they will be able to hope that they will be able to regain their original true form.

During this time, the palace slave who practiced fast on the rivers and lakes occasionally showed traces, and the traces of the ancient gods were noticed by the people in the three sects, and then according to his behavior analysis, this should be a blood god thought by the palace slave.

The god of blood is very strange, and his power is in the blood of all spirits.

And blood is usually the most important and potential thing for all souls, and it can also be said to be the source of life for all souls!

Ordinary people and the flesh of the martial arts are not of the same level.

With the improvement of the martial arts realm, the blood gap between each realm is a chasm, and sometimes a qualitative difference!

The blood of ordinary martial artists and martial arts geniuses is not of the same level.

This is the difference between good and bad bloodlines.

For example, the phoenix family of the Feng family, it is because of the blood of the phoenix god that it can be passed down from generation to generation with high talents, better than the same generation, and higher than others.

But if you don't come from a family, it's not that you don't have a hopeless future, you just have to be a pioneer yourself.

And the bloodline can also be improved through acquired cultivation.

For example, the first person in the world, Qi Wangsun, his family is not a legend, but his bloodline is definitely the bloodline of Yan Fu.

But this is all about people who need to go through the acquired cultivation, step by step, climb the mountain to open the way, and improve their blood and qi cultivation, so as to become the ancestor of the future generations.

This is "I can't fight my father, let my son fight with others in the future"!

But the blood god doesn't need to be like this, it can directly devour the potential of other people's bloodlines from the blood of others.

The higher the bloodline potential it gets, the more noble it can transform the blood of the palace slave, the closer it is to the immortal fetus, and turn it into the number one cultivation genius in the past!

And every time he steals some bloodline potential from others, he can raise his bloodline to a higher level, making his cultivation as fast as drinking water.

has only debuted for half a year, and he has the terrifying strength to sweep away the youth in the same realm.

This is why the palace slaves hunt down the top young geniuses in the world today, and even after hunting them, they have to peel off the human skins of these people one after another and treasure them.

Every time he hunted a young genius, he would be able to evolve himself more perfectly by absorbing the merits of the other party's bloodline.

As he became, the more arrogant and arrogant he became, and the more he looked down on the so-called other geniuses in the world in the process of constantly improving his own qualifications......

They analyzed that this may have something to do with the origin of the palace slave......

People who are often born in a miserable and humble background, and the more painful they are, the easier it is to lose their minds and make excessive indulgences after gaining power, and in the process of venting, they will enter the arms of demons.

Counting it down, Gong Nu has hunted more than twenty young geniuses of Yan Fu since he made his debut.

This is the most talented group of the generation selected from tens of thousands of peers on the land of Yan Fu, the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the three sects and ten families, almost a few of them were secretly attacked by the palace slaves, brutally tortured and killed, and extracted the potential in the blood......

Even if one or two geniuses add up, they may not be able to catch up with the top five Wen Shendu, Wen Tianming, and even the eldest grandson Wushuang and others.

But the blood of more than 20 geniuses added up is enough to create a person who is only based on bloodline qualifications, and I am afraid that these three high-level talents will be inferior by one point.

However, the little Taoist priest was flustered.

Look at Senior Brother Wen's expression and posture just now.

Unexpectedly, this blood god chance, it is very likely that it was snatched away by others!

…………

Lu Qingping stepped out.

A little bit of time flows behind you and under your feet.

In this area created by the Golden Immortal Technique, he would always have ten more breaths of time than others.

To put it simply, it takes ten breaths for what he has done before the other party can return to his normal time.

This is the golden immortal technique of time acceleration!

In his concept of ten-breath time.

The first breath.

Lu Qingping stepped out directly and approached the front of the palace slave.

Call~

Lu Qingping inhaled softly, watching the other party's pale but sickly face freeze in front of her.

The shock and fear in the pupils of his eyes before he cast the Golden Immortal Technique was so clear.

And then.

Second breath ......

Lu Qingping gently reached forward and stretched out to the palace slave's chest......

"Flutter"

The palace slave's lilac shirt was torn directly like paper.

Immediately after that, there is the chest......

Lu Qingping's palm was like a calm knife, sticking into the palace slave's chest.

The blood flowed down the palace slave's white chest, and it couldn't stop flowing wildly......

Third breath ......

After Lu Qingping's hand was inserted into the chest of the palace slave, in a large mass of flesh and blood, she pinched a heart that was beating slowly......

Then, squeeze it firmly......

In this process, the palace slave could not do anything......

Because in this immortal technique, everything in this area will always be ten breaths slower than Lu Qingping......

He needed at least six more breaths before he could react.

However, just when Lu Qingping was about to crush that heart, suddenly her heart moved, and a pair of eyes saw something on the heart of the palace slave......

Fourth breath ......

It was a blood-colored mist, like a small world dotted with ......

Fifth breath ......

Lu Qingping saw the abnormality in her heart, but she didn't hesitate, and directly used force in her palm......

Syllable......

It's like crushing a piece of tofu......

Directly crushed the heart of the palace slave!

Sixth breath ......

Lu Qingping's eyes flickered, very cold, thinking of the strange recovery of the palace slave from his injuries just now.

Directly in the eyes of the divine sword!

The sword light was cold, like a poisonous diamond, and it didn't enter the palace slave's mind......

Whoop!!

The seventh ******* Divine Sword, which was stirring wildly in the mind of the palace slave!

Directly split the consciousness and soul of the palace slave into pieces!

He can't get enough!

The Eighth Breath ......

Lu Qingping's hand inserted in the chest of the palace slave grasped the fist.

Snort~

Suddenly, black sword qi poured out from his palm......

The Ninth Breath......

The palace slave's body was rushed out by dozens of black sword qi, and the body directly became a broken pocket.

Then, these sword qi were included to form a sword qi windmill.

The sword qi was full of light and shadow, flesh and blood were flying, and a purple-clothed and white-faced young man turned into a pile of rotten meat at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it was ground into a puddle of mud!

Finally, the tenth breath arrived......

The timing of heaven, earth and stars returned to normal.

Huhuhu~

A handsome Taoist in an immortal crane robe came from the wind in the distance, looking at the mess of mud under Lu Qingping expressionlessly, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched irrepressibly......

At this time......

The grandmasters and the little princess all stared at it with wide eyes......

They only saw that the palace slave couldn't beat Lu Shizi just now, and after he was finally beaten away, he smiled cruelly and kept retreating, and he wanted to leave without fear, thinking that no one wanted to stop him if he wanted to leave.

But how did he "blink an eye", Lu Qingping came to the front of the palace slave and ......

That mess of blood...... Be......

What just happened?

Several Grandmasters felt like they were in hell for a moment, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably......