Chapter 880 881 Blood God Seven Killing Tips!2 more

The tyrant is dead.

The sudden news of his death made the evil monarch in a trance, because he never thought that the tyrant would suddenly die.

The powerhouses of the Mahayana realm, those are all the powerhouses who have gone through countless battles to reach the peak, which one has not grown up through a lot of training, and it is not easy to kill a powerhouse at the level of the Mahayana realm.

And the tyrant, not only was he beheaded, but he didn't even know who the murderer was.

Is it the mysterious person who infiltrated the Heavenly Demon Sect and killed a lot of people?

Who is this person?

Why did you want to make a move against the Heavenly Demon Sect?

And he has the strength to kill the tyrant, which opponent is it?

There are not many people offended by the Heavenly Demon Sect, after all, it occupies a lot of resources and is coveted by many demon cultivators.

The reason why the evil monarch is angry is not because of how deep his relationship with the tyrant is, but because of the tyrant's death, which means losing the strength of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and those who were originally afraid of his Heavenly Demon Sect or forces will reduce this jealousy.

A Mahayana realm powerhouse can completely start a sect, and losing one is the most serious loss.

Even if the evil king and the tyrant do not deal with each other, they do not want the tyrant to be killed.

It's okay for the two of them to fight internally, but they don't want to put the Heavenly Demon Sect in a crisis because of this.

Especially in the current situation of fighting for the ancient corpse, the news of the tyrant's death came from his side, and others will soon receive the news one after another.

"Lord Evil Monarch, Lord Tyrant, he ......" Several elders such as Elder Fu Demon also received this news, and they all showed shocked expressions, expressing their disbelief.

"Let's go, go back to the Heavenly Demon Sect. "The evil monarch didn't let the Demon Elder say more, the people present didn't know the news, it was the best, and it was okay to hide it for a while.

The Evil Monarch took the remaining eight elders and more than twenty disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to prepare to leave here.

However, before they could move the crowd away, they were blocked in front of them.

"Evil Monarch, didn't you say that you want me to die? Why are you about to leave in the blink of an eye, could it be that something big happened to your Heavenly Demon Sect?" The person who blocked the way was none other than the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable, his Demon Pestle was cracked by the Blood God Banner of the Evil Monarch, which was distressing to death for the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable, and the Evil Monarch didn't take the initiative to retreat, if he really wanted to retreat, how could he let the Evil Monarch leave easily.

"Fuck off. The evil monarch said coldly, killing intent rose again in his eyes, if it wasn't for the news of the tyrant's death just now, he would definitely have to pay the price for the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable, but the tyrant died, he changed his mind, and this place is not suitable for staying for a long time.

Moreover, he wanted to go back and find out who the tyrant died at, he felt that the tyrant's death was afraid that someone would target him in the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Heavenly Demon Sect at this time might not be targeted.

"My Demon Pestle has been damaged because of you, do you think I'll let you go easily?" the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable snorted, but then, he changed his words and said, "If you want me not to stop you, you can pay me your Blood God Banner, and I'll get out of the way and let you pass." ”

"Can't you really kill you?" The Blood God Banner is the most powerful magic weapon of the Evil Monarch, and it is also the strongest means, let him hand it over, how is it possible, the Evil Monarch's tone is getting colder and colder.

"Since you don't give me the Blood God Banner, then you don't want to step on it. The Blood Disciple Demon Venerable said in a resolute tone.

"Then I'll step on your corpse and walk over. The evil monarch's voice did not fall, and he shot directly.

The Blood God Banner reappeared, and at the urging of the Evil Lord, the Seven Blood Gods walked out.

"Blood...... God...... Seven...... Kill...... Absolutely!"

The Evil Monarch said word by word, the seven blood gods did not merge into a whole and become a huge blood god as before, but the seven blood gods each stood in one direction and wrote a symbol with their own blood, and this symbol immediately turned into a weapon.

The seven blood gods have exactly eight symbols written and turned into eight weapons.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks!

These eight weapons thundered the Blood Disciple Demon at lightning speed, and then shot out wildly.

Woohoo......

The eight weapons turned into 10,000 in the blink of an eye, densely packed, covered with the void, and countless how many there were, forming a rain of weapons, completely submerging the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable.

Everyone present was shocked by this move.

Because the scene created by the Evil Monarch's Blood God Seven Absolute Decisions was too big, as soon as he made a move, it felt like the entire universe was filled with his attacks.

Even the other five Mahayana realm cultivators couldn't help but feel surprised in their hearts, thinking in their hearts that if they faced the evil monarch's move, would they be able to follow and live.

Half of them, not sure.

Because this trick of the evil lord is indeed too terrifying.

With the attack deduced by the blood god on the blood god flag, I am afraid that in the entire blood world, only the evil monarch can do it.

Puff puff puff......

Although the figure of the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable could not be seen, people could clearly hear the sound of something being stabbed and then flowing liquid, if they guessed correctly, it was the blood of the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable.

The Blood God Seven Kills lasted for five seconds before they dispersed.

The Evil Monarch's body trembled slightly, others didn't know how much strength he had spent using this move, but he knew it in his heart, but the Evil Monarch didn't show it, he just didn't want others to know that this method would cause him a lot of consumption.

Even if the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable is not dead at this time, he is seriously injured.

The Evil Lord was still very confident in this, and when the weapons were dispersed, the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable appeared in people's field of vision.

When they saw the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable covered in blood, everyone gasped.

It's so terrifying, as if it has been cut by a thousand knives.

Swish.

The drooping head of the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable suddenly raised and asked, "Your Blood God Seven Kills is the method of Ding Lao Mo, the founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Wow......

As soon as the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable spoke, everyone present and heard about it all started talking.

Because the founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect is a legendary figure, although he is now missing, his story has been circulating in the blood world, and it turns out that this terrifying method of the evil monarch is the method of that one, no wonder it is so powerful.

"That's right. "The Evil Monarch didn't deny it outright, this trick had been shown once in front of the world, but it was only once, I didn't expect the Blood Disciple Demon Venerable to recognize it.

However, the Evil Monarch didn't want others to talk about the first master of the Blood God's Seven Killing Techniques, because this was a secret in his heart, a shocking secret that only a few strong people knew.

Jiang Taichao, who was hidden in the void, was also muttering about the founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he had heard of that existence, but he had never seen it, but in the cultivation realm, he was very familiar with the founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

It was a demon cultivator who did things strangely and had a strange style, a jealous and hateful existence.

Ding Ning, who was rushing here, felt that his ears were hot, and it seemed that someone was talking about him.