After that, the strength of the descendant will progress rapidly, and he will be able to cultivate the Supreme Blood Demon Skill, and he can even help the Ancestor to further improve the Supreme Blood Demon Skill and double its power.

He never expected that that pure and sweet Xiao Yu would become the descendant of the ancestor, and he would become such a cold-blooded appearance now!

"Brother, under the leader's 'dedication', the ancestor has recovered from his injuries and cultivated to a higher level, you are the third great heir besides me and the leader, as long as you are willing to return, the ancestor will definitely further stimulate the power of the blood demon in your body, so that you have more powerful power!"

"Come back, join me in your allegiance to the Ancestor, and let the warriors of the world prostrate for our 'divine punishment'!"

The murderous intent flashed in Wan Moting's eyes, and he looked at the indifferent face that had not changed in the slightest, and his heart was sinking.

"Xiao Yu, you come with me, don't stay any longer, divine punishment will lead us all to the abyss!"

He was coaxed into the game by Wan Mo Lei and became a Blood Demon Purgatory, and he knew how evil and ruthless the Divine Punishment Organization was, and he would never want to have anything to do with it again.

"I said it, there is no Xiaoyu, only blood!" The bloody yin and yang strange voice sounded, "Follow you, do you know how sloppy you are? I can't even protect my own woman, only a strong man like Lao Zu is worthy of letting me stay with me! ”

Bloody stared at Wan Moting, without the slightest affection, and said indifferently: "Today, you have only one choice, and that is to follow us!" ”

"Haha!"

When Wan Moting heard the bloody words, the resentment and anger in his heart instantly turned into endless sadness, he laughed miserably, and took a few steps back.

He never thought that Xiao Yu, who was obedient to him, would become so indifferent and ruthless now, and boast about other men in front of him.

Raising his head again, he forcibly suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, and looked directly at the blood demon and Wan Molei and his party.

"Bloody, Chief? What a bloody boss! ”

He swept them one by one, and there were four middle-aged people standing on the left and right beside the bloody demon, with indifferent expressions, and Wan Molei stood aside, already blocking his way forward.

"The Divine Punishment Four Blood Servants are also here, you really look up to me!"

Wan Moting's eyes condensed, and his voice was low.

Those four middle-aged people are killing machines personally trained by the Blood Demon Ancestor, and they are silent, but their strength is enough to rank in the top five among the divine punishments, and their combat power is so strong that they are close to the high-level Divine Dao, and they are only one step away from the peak of the Divine Dao.

Wan Mo Lei's cultivation has also reached the peak of the power of the grandmaster, coupled with a blood demon who has completely exploded the power of the blood demon and become the leader, such a terrifying lineup, he is probably more than lucky tonight.

But he has already made up his mind, even if he dies, he will never be arrested obediently, let him return to divine punishment and continue to do things against his conscience, he would rather die!

"Whoosh!"

Almost instantly, he stomped the ground on the soles of his feet and swept backwards.

His road has been blocked, and he has no choice but to retreat and flee.

"Want to go?"

Wan Molei sneered, he had already chased after him, and with a wave of his hand, the four blood servants swept out at the same time.

The blood shadow was in the sky, and Wan Moting had not yet rushed out of fifty zhang, and the four figures had already stopped in front of him.

"What a speed!"

His eyes were fixed, and Wan Molei had also arrived behind him, and the five of them forced him in the center, unable to advance or retreat.

"Humph!"

He made a judgment first, and looked for Wan Molei, the weakest of the five, as a breakthrough. The blood of his palm flashed, and a blood line stretched out into a blood bar that was several feet long, cutting towards Wan Molei.

"Bloodline Harvest? You've learned it! ”

Slightly surprised, but not flustered, he stepped back with a slight misstep, intending to avoid the blow.

Wan Moting was overjoyed, what he wanted was such an effect, to keep up with him like a shadow, and temporarily break away from the four blood servants.

He turned his head slightly, and found that the four blood servants had not followed, which made him a little surprised.

At this moment, Wan Molei showed a sly smile and stood still.

Wan Moting's heart tightened, and a dark red figure flashed out from behind Wan Molei, like a ghost, and a slender jade hand was already imprinted on his chest.

"Poof!"

Wan Moting vomited blood and flew upside down, rubbing a few meters away on the ground, and his heart was extremely desolate.

What hurt him was actually the woman he thought about day and night?

Facing the indifferent eyes of Shang Xuexi, Wan Moting's heart was completely desperate.

"Heh, is this my life?"

He closed his eyes and knew that he had no power to resist, and the bloody palm had already disrupted all the breath in his body, even if he was not injured, he would definitely not be able to resist the joint round-up of these six people.

"Take it away!"

With a wave of his hand, the four blood servants were about to step forward and capture Wan Moting.

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from not far behind everyone.

"Did you ask me if you wanted to take my roommate?"

Everyone was shocked, and the four blood servants also stopped their movements and turned their heads to look.

Under the moonlight, a slender and tall figure was standing at the gate of the factory, frowning lightly.

The Bloody Demon, the Four Blood Servants, and Wan Molei all stared at the dashing and elegant figure, their pupils shrinking.

Except for the twenty or so people who were defeated by Wan Moting before, all of them were martial arts masters who had reached the Shinto level, but they didn't even notice how this handsome and peerless young man approached the factory.

"Could it be that I fought with Wan Moting just now, and I was too focused?"

Wan Molei looked at the young man carefully, and did not feel that he had any martial artist's breath on him, except for his quiet and indifferent temperament, there was nothing special.

The corners of Wan Moting's mouth were bloody, and he looked at the young man who spoke out with a frightened expression.

"Ye Han?"

The next moment, he almost blurted out: "You go quickly, what are you doing here?" Let's go! ”

All of them here are the top masters of divine punishment, the five great Shinto martial artists are shaking the field, and there is also an unfathomable blood demon with unfathomable cultivation, this is not a fight, but a human life at every turn.

Ye Han was his roommate, and he never wanted Ye Han to get involved in his feud with Divine Punishment.

Ye Han didn't seem to hear it, and walked towards everyone step by step, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes indifferent.

Bloody eyes flicked, it was the first time she had seen such a handsome man.

How many times did she feel it carefully, she and Wan Molei got the same result, Ye Han did not have any fluctuations of martial cultivators, and was completely an ordinary person.

"Who are you?"

Wan Mo Lei finally spoke, he had never seen a young man dare to behave so calmly in front of their five masters and leaders of divine punishment.

"Who am I, you don't deserve to ask!"

Ye Han didn't even glance at Wan Molei, his voice was indifferent, and he walked directly between Wan Molei and the bloody demon.

Wan Molei was stunned, then he was furious, and he was about to make a move.

But Wan Moting suddenly shouted: "Wan Molei, you stop me, I can't leave today, I can return to God with you, don't hurt the innocent!" ”

The bloody demon nodded slightly at Wan Molei, and then he put down his palm and dissipated his energy.

Ye Han approached the four blood servants step by step, and the four of them looked at him with cold expressions and cold eyes.

He ignored the four of them and continued to move forward, until he came to Wan Moting.