Chapter 40: The Bloody Marquis of World War I
His plan had been delayed for too long. Otherwise, when the peak of "gods and gods" arrives, he wants to withdraw the power of these people, and it will not be such a simple matter.
Thinking of this, Ji Ziwei took a step forward, bowed her upper body, and said firmly at Han Jianglan, who had a solemn face:
"Your Majesty the Han King, please allow me to go and fight that bloody marquis!"
Hearing this, not only Han Jianglan and Han Jiangxue, but also the civil and military officials in the hall all looked at Ji Ziwei with a serious face with shocked expressions.
"Are you...?sure!"
Han Jianglan frowned, staring at Ji Ziwei's pupils, there was a smell of unknown power.
"Please also ask the King of Han to agree!"
Ji Ziwei didn't say much, but just said solemnly at the Han King on the throne.
Seeing Ji Ziwei's determined look, King Han could only nod slightly, which could be regarded as acquiescence.
Seeing this, Ji Ziwei smiled lightly, and regardless of the people with different expressions, she flew out of the Northern Cold Star in an instant.
Outside the Northern Cold Star, a group of soldiers dressed in huge blood-colored armor walked neatly in the universe, each of these soldiers was more than five meters tall, and their bodies were all strong and abnormal!
Above these soldiers, dozens of huge blood-colored warships slowly floated in the void. In front of these battleships, a tall and powerful figure stood on the tip of the leading battleship. Then, he raised his hand slightly, and the battleship and soldiers behind him stopped instantly.
"The higher gods?"
The tall figure standing at the head of the battleship jumped down, and then glanced at Ji Ziwei, who suddenly appeared in front of him, raised his eyebrows, laughed, and said sarcastically:
"I didn't expect that Hanjiang Lan's girl would actually send a high-ranking god to fight me..."
"It's just a thousand years of time, and it has degraded the prestige of my bloody marquis to such a state?"
Hearing this, Ji Ziwei just glanced at the Bloody Clothes Marquis indifferently. Then he said lightly:
"The art of controlling blood has no effect on me. ”
Hearing the art of blood control, these three words, the bloody marquis was mocking, and he gradually quieted down.
Then, looking at this Ji Ziwei's eyes, she was slightly surprised:
"I didn't expect that you, a little high-ranking god, actually knew the art of blood control. ”
After the words fell, the blood-red eyes of the blood-clothed Hou stared at Ji Ziwei for a long time, and then, suddenly raised one arm, and shook Ji Ziwei with his left hand. Shouted:
"Divine Blood Bursts !!"
When the bloody marquis raised his hand, the blood in Ji Ziwei's body suddenly rolled wildly, and then every drop of blood swelled open, as if it was about to explode in the body in an instant.
"Ugh..."
Feeling the tumbling blood in her body, Ji Ziwei sighed lightly.
"Sure enough, the power of the gods above is not enough to fight him..."
After the words fell, Ji Ziwei shook her head slightly, and then a majestic aura burst out from inside her body!
"This power...?!"
The blood-clothed marquis felt that Ji Ziwei, whose momentum suddenly surged, was relaxed, and his face instantly became frightened.
"You... You're a god?!!
Hearing this, Ji Ziwei didn't say much, just slowly raised her hand with an indifferent expression, and then shook it slightly.
Bloody Hou suddenly felt that the space around him froze. Feeling the blockade force pressed down in an instant, his blood-red eyes condensed slightly, and then gritted his teeth, and when his body was crushed into pieces by space, his consciousness instantly turned into a drop of blood, and he quickly fled into the distance.
"Oh?"
Seeing this, Ji Ziwei raised his eyebrows slightly, although he only raised his strength to the realm of heavenly immortals, but under his casual hand, few living beings could escape from his spatial blockade.
But this doesn't make a difference to Ji Ziwei.
"It's just a dying struggle. ”
Ji Ziwei glanced at the direction in which the blood fled, and then raised her foot slightly, and a huge golden footprint instantly appeared in the sky above the blood.
"Nine Heavens Step!"
Ji Ziwei stepped out, and then, in the unwilling screams of the bloody marquis, the golden soles that stretched for tens of thousands of miles directly connected to the battleships and soldiers that never night were all crushed into flesh!
Ji Ziwei looked at the blood scattered in the universe, couldn't help but lick his thin lips lightly, and then raised his hand to hook it, and the blood scattered in the universe instantly turned into blood lines and flew towards Ji Ziwei's fingertips.
"Ugh..."
When Ji Ziwei's fingertips touched the dark red blood lines, some expectant expressions instantly flattened, and then sighed lightly, and with a flick of one hand, the blood lines instantly swayed like blood rain in the dark universe.
Ji Ziwei looked into the distance with a flat expression, and then her eyes froze, and her body fled directly into the void, disappearing into this cruel and brilliant battlefield.