"Take a closer look, is the dragon soul in my body?"

When Xie Qiao's cold words were uttered word by word, the blood-colored mist surrounding him continued to condense above his head, gradually converging into a red dragon-shaped light and shadow.

When the light and shadow began to clear, it was not so much a dragon as a blood-colored Jiao.

A blood-infested bloodworm.

"You... You wicked!" Wang Kunmiao said in horror, "You actually went mad and turned the dragon soul into a dragon!"

He didn't notice that his voice was already trembling because of excessive panic, not only the voice, but his whole body was trembling incessantly, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Am I a demon?" Xie Qiao stood up with a sneer, looking at Wang Kunmiao, who was trembling all over, he couldn't help but giggle, "I, Xie Qiao, can have today, it's not all thanks to you!"

Before the words fell, only a gust of wind was heard, and Wang Kunmiao, who was lying on the ground, had been pinched by Xie Qiao's neck and held in the air at this moment, although he wanted to struggle, but a huge terrifying energy made him unable to move.

"Don't... Don't kill me! I, I'll give you all my possessions and all my cultivation, please... Spare my life......" Wang Kunmiao, who couldn't move, actually begged for mercy at this time, without the slightest arrogance and arrogance before.

He was already seriously injured, how could he have the strength to confront Xie Qiao at this moment, let alone confrontation, he didn't even have the strength to resist. At this time, dignity is not as important as life, in order to survive, even if he is an elder of the Wang family, he can only beg like a dog.

"Spare your life?" The cold laughter came from Xie Qiao's mouth again, and he didn't move his hand holding Wang Kunmiao, his body was already trembling with laughter, "When you slaughtered my Xie clan seventeen years ago, did you spare their lives?"

"When Fluttershy and I first entered the human realm and had no power to resist, you captured me in the prison and wanted to behead me at noon, did you spare my life at that time?"

"You sent a large army to encircle and suppress the Dragon Vein River and wantonly slaughter my family and friends, at that time, did you spare their lives!"

In the midst of the roar, the light and shadow of the blood Jiao on the ground behind Xie Qiao also exuded a shuddering coercion, the blood-colored true qi continued to spread, and the flowers and trees that the blood mist touched everywhere they passed all turned into dead branches and leaves.

Anger, hatred, regret, longing, all kinds of emotions flashed in Xie Qiao's mind, and the hand that grabbed Wang Kunmiao's neck became harder and harder, allowing him to struggle in pain in his hands. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something.

"You... You killed him?"

Staring at Wang Kunmiao's eyes, Xie Qiao gritted his teeth and asked.

"Who's ......"

Harnessing the true qi to probe, Xie Qiao confirmed, grabbed Wang Kunmiao in front of him and shouted angrily: "You, you killed my father!"

"You... Your father?" After taking a moment of breath, Wang Kunmiao asked in a trembling voice, "Wang... Wang Xiaochu? No... I didn't kill him......"

"Then why is his dragon soul in your body?!" Xie Qiao roared angrily, and then stabbed into Wang Kunmiao's chest with a palm, grabbing out the three dragon souls that had not been absorbed for a long time.

Among them, there is Wang Xiaochu's one.

His eyes moistened again, and he understood that his last relative was no longer in this world.

Even if the cause and effect of the matter are caused by him.

And Wang Kunmiao, who was hit through the chest with a palm, not only added new injuries, but also lost the essence of the dragon soul, wrinkles appeared on his pale face, and the flickering aura in his eyes disappeared completely at this moment.

At this moment, he has been reduced to an ordinary person. An ordinary man covered in sin and bruised.

Looking at the lifeless dragon soul in his hand, Xie Qiao closed his eyes and absorbed it into his body with tears. Cultivating to the Dragon Venerable, he actually absorbed the dragon soul of the three Dragon Venerables at this time, and if he wanted to kill Wang Kunmiao in his hand, it was just a matter of moving his fingers.

But it's too cheap to let him die like this.

To make the entire Wang clan pay a terrible price!

"Look, what your Wang clan has done is the source of your suffering in the future! Only your blood can pay tribute to everything I have lost! I will let your Wang clan live forever in fear! I will use the tears of your Wang clan and your blood to wash away the pain of the souls of all the deceased people of my Xie clan and the Dragon Vein River!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Kunmiao's body was thrown into the air by him, and the bloody fangs in Xie Qiao's hand danced in the wind, and before he could let out a painful wail, his body turned into a pool of blood in midair.

Letting the blood splash in the air on his body, Xie Qiao was unmoved, his eyes were only fixed on the lonely grave of his beloved in front of him.

Inside is buried his love that was killed before it began.

Although all the perpetrators are dead, the seeds of hatred continue to take root in his heart, and he is bent on making the Wang family pay the price of blood for everything he has lost.

"Xie Qiao!"

At this moment, a red figure flew down from mid-air and landed in front of Xie Qiao. The arrow wound in the lower abdomen had not healed yet, and as soon as Sister Ma landed, she stepped forward and hugged Xie Qiao tightly, her full curve clinging to his fiery body, but he only replied coldly.

"Sister Ma, I'm sorry ......"

"What the hell is going on...... Why is Longmai River ......" Thinking back to everything she saw on the way here, Sister Ma lay on Xie Qiao's shoulder and sobbed incessantly.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her neck, and Xie Qiao bit down on her neck, sharp teeth piercing the skin, constantly sucking her blood.

"Joel, what are you...... What to do!" The panicked Sister Ma couldn't help but struggle, but at this time, who was Xie Qiao's opponent, just for a moment, the blood in her body was drunk by Xie Qiao, and her full body gradually dried up, leaving only an empty shell.

"Blood...... I want ...... blood."

Throwing away Sister Ma who was sucked dry, Xie Qiao only muttered this sentence in his mouth, at this time he was completely unconscious, and was dominated by the blood-colored light and shadow lingering behind him.

Turning around and glancing in the direction of the capital, there was only one word in his eyes, kill.

Kill all the descendants of Yuanlong, kill all the Wang family, and kill all the people who brought him endless pain.

Pacing slowly, he walked towards the capital, and muttered a word in a low voice.

"Why... Why do you want to slaughter my people......"

"Why... I want to slaughter my people......"

Thinking back to reality, Blood Jiao's memories came to an abrupt end, a little tear flashed in his red eyes, he glanced at Claude with one hand on his forehead, and said indifferently:

"So now...... Do you understand?" His gaze flashed, and he glanced at the eyes that were lurking in the darkness, and finally called out his name, "Wang Xuanlong......"

As soon as the words fell, Claude instantly became alert, got up and threw an axe, and flew straight to Wang Xuanlong, who was hiding behind the door.

Bang!!!

The heavy giant axe only smashed the door in an instant, only to hear a loud noise, and in an instant, the rubble flew sideways, and Wang Xuanlong had already dodged out when the giant axe flew, but at this time, he also revealed his position.

The axe returned, the heavy armor rattling, and Claude held the axe in his hand, and his powerful mind surrounded the uninvited guest.

"There is a way in heaven for you not to go, there is no door to hell today for you to throw yourself in, Wang Xuanlong, you don't want to leave alive today!"

A dull sonorous sound sounded, and Claude was ready to rush out and give the inconspicuous young man in front of him an axe.

"Claude, step aside. ”

There was a cold command from the blood Jiao in his ears, and Claude's body that was about to rush forward hurriedly retracted it, still holding the giant axe, and stuttered: "Master... You ......"

"I don't think I need to say it a second time, do you?" The long silver hair was draped over his shoulders, and the blood Jiao unhurriedly got up from the throne and said to Claude, and his eyes slowly converged on Wang Xuanlong.

"Yes......" Claude, who couldn't disobey his order, had to snort coldly, stared at Wang Xuanlong fiercely, and stepped back.

With silent steps, Xuejiao walked down from the throne step by step: "I have to say, I really admire your courage, for thousands of years, you Wang Xuanlong is the first one who dares to take the initiative to come to me alone." As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.

But Wang Xuanlong didn't answer him, not because Claude's mind was so coercive that he couldn't speak, but because the ancestors' actions made him speechless because of the guilt in his heart.

Looking at Wang Xuanlong, who was silent, Blood Jiao was stunned for a moment, and then the blood-colored true qi came out, and said, "Now that you know my past, are you here today to atone for the sins of your ancestors?"

Wang Xuanlong didn't know how to answer, he still stood in place without saying a word, seeing this scene, Xuejiao's anger had risen, and he shouted angrily: "Speak to me!"

The silver hair flew away, the silver light flashed in his hand, and the blood Jiao's fangs slashed out, and the red sword light had already flown towards Wang Xuanlong.

"Soldiers, Fights, Fights, Arrays, Columns, Front!" The nine-character mantra moved, and the Yuanlong Zhen Armor was already attached to his body, and a golden shield appeared in front of him, shielding the sword light from the blood Jiao.

A burst of impact swept back, shaking Wang Xuanlong back a few meters, and the smoke and dust in the hall suddenly rolled, and a faint red light and shadow flashed in the smoke and dust, and the blood Jiao, who was dressed in blood armor and held the tooth of the blood Jiao, was walking towards him step by step.

Wiping a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, Wang Xuanlong gritted his teeth and replied: "Except for being sorry, forgive me... Nothing to say......"

But who knew that as soon as this sentence came out, it made Xuejiao even more angry: "I'm sorry?

A burst of red light flashed in his eyes, and the figure of the blood Jiao became blurred, and he appeared in front of Wang Xuanlong in the blink of an eye, and a punch swept out of the lower abdomen, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye flooded, and his body was instantly beaten upside down by this punch and flew out.

Fortunately, there was Yuan Long Zhen Armor to protect his heart, otherwise Blood Jiao's punch could directly kill him.

The dragon soul in his body was agitated, Wang Xuanlong clearly felt the anger and hatred contained in this punch, and it was obvious that Blood Jiao was really angry.

But the guilt in his heart became stronger because of this, but he knew that he couldn't die!

"Buzz !!"

Another burst of sword light struck, and at the same time, Blood Jiao also rushed towards him with a knife. The power of the dragon soul gathered, trying his best to resist the several sword lights that flew away, and when the sharp blade of the blood Jiao stabbed, Wang Xuanlong crossed his arms in front of his chest, and resisted the tip of the knife stabbed by the blood Jiao with the bracer of the Yuan Dragon Zhen armor.

"Could it be that the mistakes made by the ancestors must be borne by the descendants? Could it be that thousands of years of killing can be exchanged for everything you have lost!"

If he faced Blood Jiao before, Wang Xuanlong might only want to avenge his father, but now that he knows the cause and effect of everything for thousands of years, he only has deep guilt for Blood Jiao, and he doesn't want to fight him with a sword.

But who knew that the blood Jiao actually grabbed his neck, lifted him in the air, and roared angrily: "I was the only one who made a mistake back then, but why did your ancestors slaughter me! I don't need to change everything, I just want your Wang clan to live in fear forever!"

After speaking, the fangs of the blood Jiao clenched in his hand had been raised, and the blade was swinging towards Wang Xuanlong's life.

The prismatic golden scales in the center of the eyebrows appeared, and time seemed to be frozen, and in just a moment, a dazzling golden light had blocked the deadly edge of the Blood Jiao's Fang.

"Xuan!Yuan!Sword!Out!"

With Wang Xuanlong's soft drink, the golden light dissipated, and the Xuanyuan Sword had already appeared in his hand, and an invisible sword qi shook out, shaking the body of the blood Jiao standing far away, and Wang Xuanlong also jumped backwards, opening a safe distance from him.

But in this place, how can he be safe alone?

Another blood-colored mist swept in, and Blood Jiao's body was hidden in it, even with the sword qi protection of the Xuanyuan Sword, this blood mist made his body very uncomfortable.

"That's it, I won't wait for you to leave an heir," the voice of the blood Jiao came from his ears, Wang Xuanlong held the Xuanyuan sword tightly and guarded the surroundings, "There is still a younger sister left in your family, and today, eighteen years later, it will be her death!

Before the words fell, a sharp blade suddenly stabbed out of the mist and went straight towards Wang Xuanlong's head. He was already alert, his figure flashed, and he brushed against the blood blade of the blood Jiao, and with a leap, the Xuanyuan Sword swung several sword lights, flying towards the silent shadow in the mist.

Several explosions on the ground came, obviously not hitting the Blood Jiao, but the energy in Wang Xuanlong's body at this time was becoming more and more surging, and a golden aura had spread out from behind him, suppressing the Blood Jiao's blood-colored mist.

At this time, the Xuanyuan Sword Soul in Wang Xuanlong's body suddenly exclaimed: "You actually comprehended the Xuanyuan Realm?!"

—————— the dividing line——————

The plot has returned to the main line, and the inspiration has gradually returned, and I would like to ask for a lot of support from all readers, and thank you here.