Boom! Old Xiao Tou suffered three impacts in the blink of an eye, each time injuring his heavy bones, and finally he spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the whole person was already shaky.

The three figures licked the dirty blood splashed on their faces, and said with a greedy face, "This is the blood of the god of war."

Old Xiao Tou had been listening to what the purple-robed man said about the God of War Blood Essence, and he asked with some curiosity: "Do you say that all people on the earth have this kind of blood?" ”。

"There are not many earthlings with this kind of war blood, and I have searched for hundreds of years to find these tens of thousands of people, but they are simply too weak compared to the blood of the god of war on your body," the purple-robed man said, and finally looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Incomparably greedy eyes stared at Old Xiaotou.

"The despicable earth creatures are so lucky that they can be fused with the blood of the primeval god of war who has the five-element dimension, but it's a pity that your physique is too poor to absorb and refine these essence bloods, and the Tao is better than the perfect Venerable hehehe..."

Old Xiao Tou also sneered and said: "Even if what you say is true, you will definitely suffer from heaven for taking the blood essence of the earthlings in such an inhumanizing way."

The purple-robed man laughed again and said, "Damnation? The Venerable One can destroy the earth with one finger, who dares to punish the Venerable."

At this moment, the whole world also sensed the purple-robed man's state of mind, and became extremely restless, as if the whole universe was laughing wildly....

Old Xiao Tou knew that he couldn't defeat any of the clones of the purple-robed people, let alone defeat three in one go. But he wouldn't admit defeat, he vigorously activated the Heavenly Dao dimension, and then a pitch-black vortex appeared on his forehead.

A breath of destruction poured from the heavenly spirit into the inside of Lao Xiao's body, and then the meridians in his body worked, and the power of the raging flames penetrated into his body like a flood.

Old Xiao Tou gritted his teeth and roared: "Millions of condensations."

For the sake of self-esteem, for the self-esteem of the earthlings, Lao Xiao Tou did not hesitate to condense 100,000 condensation again. This time he had to condense it a million times.

The purple-robed old man on the opposite side also seemed to feel the terrifying energy in Lao Xiaotou's body, he frowned and said, "This kid is indeed a bit evil."

Old Xiao's palm was raised, and a blue flame burned in his palm, and then he began to condense, once, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand..... It wasn't until the blue silk thread turned into an extremely dark thin thread that a breath of destruction of heaven and earth broke through all dimensions.

Old Xiao Tou's gaze turned to the purple-robed old man, and said in a cold voice: "You look down on the earthlings, so let you see the power of the earthlings with your own eyes."

Lao Xiao's head flicked his fingers, and the black silk thread fluttered out, with a touch of death elegance, until the moment it floated into the purple-robed person's side, the deadly death power suddenly erupted, and at this moment Lao Xiao's head body shook wildly, and his internal organs were instantly incinerated, almost even the low-level wireless details disappeared. Then he realized that the Heavenly Dao was also burned in flames.

As for the purple-robed old man who was even more miserable than him, three of his three clones were burned, and then the white silk rules were collapsing, and even the dimensions were burned. The purple robe only realized the threat at this moment, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a strange whistling sound, then knelt on the ground, pointed his fingers to the sky and shouted: "Uncle save me, I don't want to die."

A strange spell flew into the sky at the tip of the purple-robed old man's fingers, and then a whirlpool appeared in the underworld, it rotated little by little, and finally turned into a transparent eye, glanced at the ground a few times, and then the eye disappeared, and a big hand appeared, and the purple-robed old man who grabbed the ground and took him out of the mysterious world.

Rumble! The entire Xuan Realm was burned in a ball of flames, and Old Xiao Tou had become a burning man and rushed out of the turbulence. Taking advantage of the fact that he still had a trace of consciousness, he rushed into the air, set the harmful giant tree on fire with one palm, and then the fire spread along the branches until all the branches were burned.

Old Xiao Tou stumbled out of the cave at this time, at this time, Yan Lao Er and all the soldiers who were waiting outside surrounded one after another, they had already heard the fierce fighting in the cave, and originally wanted to rush in, but unfortunately they were forced back by a strong rule momentum several times.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with you?" Yan Lao Er and the Giant Spirit Clan grabbed Lao Xiao's head, feeling that his whole body was exuding heat, and he was even about to burn.

Old Xiao Tou used his last strength to shout: "Hurry up and get out, this place is about to collapse", the rules built by the white silk just now have been burned, and at this time, the entire time and space built with the white silk will also completely collapse.

When the Giant Spirit Clan heard the sound, they immediately changed back to their main body, and then carried hundreds of soldiers and Yan Lao Er, Xiao Tou and others together, and rushed out of that crack.

When they returned to the Cosmic Void, a crimson flame erupted from the rift below, and the entire Void collapsed, forming a crimson void.

Everyone didn't dare to stay long, and immediately pulled out their legs and galloped through the void until they rushed out of this dimension. The Giant Spirit Clan slowly slowed down, and at this time, Yan Lao Er shouted anxiously: "Clan Master, how are you, you have to hold on, let's go back to the Quartet Clan."

"You... All leave, ..... I'm going to hurt you," Old Xiao Tou jumped up at this time, and slapped the Djinn people hundreds of light-years away with one palm.

Then Old Xiao Tou lay flat in the void, and the void around him began to turn red gradually, as if it had been lit up by firelight.

When all the soldiers saw this scene, they all shed tears of pain, and they knelt down one after another, shouting at the area: "Clan master".

But then there was a burst of fire, and then the flames soared into the sky. It was as if a new star had been born on the background of the void, and the light pierced through the entire universe.

The powerful impact made this group of people unable to resist hundreds of light-years away, which shows how powerful this heat is. Under such heat, it is naturally impossible for anyone to survive.

The soldiers looked at the void that had long been turned into a sea of fire, and could not suppress the sadness in their hearts, and finally knelt down in place and said loudly: "Clan master, we are willing to die for it."

Then hundreds of generals waved their palms and slapped them on themselves, but they were stopped by the Djinn people and said, "Why do you want to die, the master sacrificed his life to save you, is it to die to you?" ”。

The people of the Djinn clan rarely spoke, but what he said at this time made hundreds of soldiers look sideways.

"I shouldn't have taken care of your life or death, but your life was saved by the master, so your life is also the master's, and before the master dies, you must not die first."

"You said the clan master is not dead? Is it true? Hearing this, Yan Lao Er stared at the Giant Spirit Clansman with excited eyes and asked.

"Of course, my master and I have already sensed each other, and I don't know if he is dead or not," the Giant Spirit Clan waved his hand and said very confidently.

Only then did all the soldiers burst into tears and laughed, and they all stood up and surrounded the Djinn people to ask about the situation of the clan master. At this time, the Djinn had to lie and explain in embarrassment: "He has found a hidden place to heal, you don't need to worry."

The generals naturally trusted the people of the Juling Clan, so they didn't ask questions, and everyone followed Yan Lao Er to prepare to return to the Quartet Clan.

At this time, the Djinn people silently peeked at the void and muttered to themselves: "Master, you have to hold on, I know you will do it."

The Djinn people did sense that Old Xiao Tou was not dead, but he was already very close to death. His aura was fading little by little, and even the sense of exchange with him was disappearing.

In the deep space of the universe, a huge ball of light is spinning. The second life is trying to comprehend the Dao method from the sword of the Dao Law, but unfortunately several attempts have failed. Instead, he was injured by the sword of the Dao Law, and he could only use the power of Taiyu to repair himself.

Just when the second life was almost completely recovered from his injuries, a line of blood rushed into his side, and then the blood flashed, showing the sad face of the ghost official and said: "Master save me, master save me."

The second life was originally forced to the eyes, and when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes violently and stared at the demon lord in the blood light.

Snorted coldly and said, "You want to tease me with your knowledge?" ”。

When the demon lord heard the grievances, he almost cried and said: "Master, the little Jedi dare not distinguish to deceive the master, it is Lang Huan's old man, he took away my body and half of my knowledge, the master is now I am in great danger, the clan master save my life."

I still don't believe in the second life, there are still people who can take away the body and half of the blood of the ghost official.... He stared at the blood shadow for a while before nodding slightly and saying, "You can go back to the Dark Realm of Knowledge."

"No" the Demon Lord roared loudly: "Master, help me recover my blood knowledge, otherwise I will be mentally damaged after I recover, and you won't die without saving me, master."

The second life was all about enlightening the Dao at this time, and he was in no mood to pay attention to that old man Lang Huan.

Seeing this, the demon lord hurriedly had an idea, and teased and said: "Master, the master of Langhuan Pavilion asked you to go by name, and he also said that the master and slave are so bad, and the master is even worse, he will clean up with you."

The Demon Lord deliberately accentuated his tone to imitate the Lord of Lang Huan Pavilion to stimulate the second life.

"What? He really said this" The second fate really hit, his pupils flashed, and he jumped out of the ball of light.

Then he grabbed the blood line and kneaded it into a blood cell.

"Okay, I'll help you get your blood knowledge back, but you also have to pay for it, advanced ghost king," the second life said with a cold gaze at the blood ball.

Yes! The blood cells trembled, and the Demon Lord gritted his teeth and said, "If you advance, you will advance, Lao Tzu will fight."

The second life nodded with satisfaction, put away the blood ball, shook his body, and walked into the Void Continent with the Seven Kills and the prisoner.

When the Demon Lord was leaving, the Lord of the Lang Huan Pavilion transmitted a trace of consciousness into his blood sense, so the second life could find this knowledge to find the current location of the Lord of the Lang Huan Pavilion.

The second life's gaze locked in one direction, and then several people turned into a curtain of light and disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were already outside a huge red-walled treasure pavilion.

As soon as they appeared, several young people surrounded them, and one of them greeted the second life very politely and said, "The pavilion master is waiting for the master in the third floor of the treasure pavilion, please."

The second fate saw that people were so polite, so naturally it was not easy to hit the smiling person, and he was patient for the time being, and followed this group of people to the pavilion.

When Second Life walked into the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion, he was shocked by what he saw in his eyes. He was confident that he was a person without greed, but when he caught a glimpse of the high-grade magic weapons and countless treasures in his eyes, he couldn't even suppress the urge in his heart to take possession of them.

Not to mention the Seven Kills and the Prisoners behind him, they were already salivating, and if it weren't for the second life in front of them, they would have snatched it a long time ago.

But Seven Kills and the prisoner have secretly exchanged glances, and as long as the war starts in a while, they will definitely find an opportunity to loot this place.

With this thought, they walked up to the second floor, and when they came here, they immediately overturned the thought just now, because compared to the treasures here, the lower layer was like dung, and their eyes were attracted by the golden and shining jewels at this time, and they could no longer move their feet up the third floor.

"The pavilion master has instructed that when a few people leave, they can choose a few magic weapons from them" Several young people saw the expressions of the two of them, and secretly snickered.

Hearing this, the Seven Kills and the prisoner also felt that they were out of shape, so they snorted coldly with a straight face, and followed the second life to the third layer, but they were shouting frantically in their hearts: "What to choose a few pieces, this layer, Lao Tzu wants it."

When they reached the third floor, they found that this was not a treasure chamber, but a reception room, with a table in the middle, and an old man with a rich body sitting in the middle. He picked up a cup of tea and tasted it, then turned around and glanced at the second life and the others and said, "Since a few of you are here, please take a seat, I have prepared good tea for you to taste."

The second life was naturally not here to taste tea, he walked to the old man's side, and grabbed the old man's neck as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The old man's expression seemed a little surprised, but he was not flustered. The figure flickered, and a regular barrier covered it, and then the palm of the second life was bounced back.

The old man also stood up at this time, and with a wave of his hand, several charming colored beads flew into the air, and under the aura of these colored beads, the dark rules of the second life were all shattered.

The power that the old man Lang Huan inadvertently revealed made the second life a little surprised. With the current dark rules of the second life, it is enough to destroy any rule Great Dharma Venerable who has not attained the Dao Law. However, his dark rules are not worth a few colored beads.

As soon as the Lord of Langhuan Pavilion made a move, he broke the dark law of the second life, and he was not complacent, he turned around and hugged his fists very chic and said: "Why do you want to fight as soon as you meet?" Then he made a gesture of invitation and poured the tea himself.

This hand was really the first to snatch people, and the second life was slightly stunned, so he was embarrassed to refuse, and he led the seven kills and the prisoner to the table and sat down.

The eyes of the second life and the seven kills were naturally locked on the old man Lang Huan, obviously with a certain murderous aura. However, the lord of Langhuan Pavilion seemed calm, stretched out his hand to hold the tea set and carefully poured tea for the three of them, and then served tea very humbly. This posture is not at all like a Lang Huan Pavilion Lord who usually despises everything.

(End of chapter)