The arrow was off the string, through the woods and flames, and there was only a pop, apparently hitting something.

The man smiled with satisfaction, put away his bow and arrows, and rode out with thousands of men behind him.

But he didn't know that what he shot was just the empty shell of the poisonous spider lady who was eaten away by Sister Ma, and she dodged the fatal arrow because of this.

Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered something, stepped forward in pain, and found the Colored Butterfly Patriarch who had been cut into two pieces at a glance.

"Old man butterfly!" Sister Ma stepped forward quickly, picked up the half of the patriarch's body that was still bleeding and called. He seemed to have one breath left, and with the last of his strength, the patriarch only spat out two words from his mouth.

"Joel ......"

Xie Qiao?!

Sister Ma only flashed this one thought in her mind, looking at the dead and abrupt eyes of the Colored Butterfly Patriarch, she sighed lightly and stroked his eyelids.

The boiling true qi in his body became unstable, and the silver light under Xie Qiao's feet gradually trembled. The flames continued to spread throughout the Dragon Vein Forest, and the dark canyon was illuminated by the fire, and the Yuan Dragon army continued to slaughter in this forest, and the blood stained the entire Dragon Vein River.

There was a commotion in the dantian, Xie Qiao had to stop, landed firmly on the ground and put down the rain butterfly in his arms, and at this moment, he knelt down with a thud.

"Qiao'er!" Yudie, who was full of tears, hurriedly squatted down and hugged him, tears were still rolling in her eyes, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"

"Why don't you blame me!" With blood and tears in his eyes, Xie Qiao roared angrily, "I am the disaster of the clan! If I don't go to the human world, they won't come to the door at all! It's all because of me that I will bring disaster to the Dragon Vein River!"

After speaking, he gritted his teeth violently, lay on Yudie's shoulder and cried.

His biological mother died seventeen years ago, and his adoptive parents died in front of his eyes, and his childhood friend was also uncertain about his life and death in order to save him, but he couldn't do anything.

Now he only has Yudie, his sister who has been in love for more than ten years, and his current wife.

It's all because of the Wang family, because of the descendants of the Yuan Dragon, and because of the damn dragon soul in his body!

The thoughts became more and more intense, and the cyan jade pendant on his waist gradually emitted a blue-green light, and bursts of dragon breath emanated from his body, alerting all the creatures around him.

At the same time, it also alarmed the Wang clan people who were searching for his whereabouts in the distance.

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

With only one sentence in his mouth, Xie Qiao's consciousness began to blur, except for leaning on his shoulder, he couldn't feel anything, and there was only one thought in his mind: no one could hurt her!

There was a gust of wind in his ears, and an arrow flew from a distance, Xie Qiao opened his eyes suddenly, and he didn't know how to get a force, forming a barrier around him, and the flying arrow turned into powder as soon as it touched the barrier.

At the same time, his eyes flashed with a gold and a red light, which also surprised the snuggling rain butterfly.

The surrounding jungle rattled and the sound of horses' hooves gradually came, and the previous leader led thousands of his men to surround the two of them.

"Run, why don't you run?" The man in charge looked at Xie Qiao with a sword and a rein.

Xie Qiao was about to get up, but Yudie grabbed him, barely squeezed out a smile on his face, nodded at her, stood up and looked at the man in the lead with an expressionless face and said, "You guys, why are you doing this." ”

Staring at Xie Qiao with contemptuous eyes, the man replied disdainfully: "The elder has a life, we only obey the order, and we will be arrested obediently, and maybe we can save your life!"

After hearing his words, Xie Qiao couldn't help but start sneering, "Save my life?"

The man's face suddenly darkened, he drew his sword in his hand, pointed at Xie Qiao and said sharply: "The remnants of the Xie clan! Don't want to toast and not eat and drink! Our Wang clan says the same, as long as you tie your hands and follow us back to restore your life, the elder may be able to give mercy outside the law!"

"Hahahahaha...... You killed my family, friends, and clansmen, what kind of extrajudicial mercy do you have to tell me now?" Grabbing his forehead with one hand, Xie Qiao's laughter turned cold, making Yu Die beside him tremble.

"Then you mean, you just don't appreciate it?" the man's tone also changed, and he said word by word as he stared at him.

"I mean, I want your life!!"

With a roar, a cyclone exploded beside Xie Qiao, his body had disappeared, and the fist with the sound of the wind had already appeared in front of the man's face.

Wang fu......

Whew!Wow!

Under Wang Chuhong's fierce attack, Wang Xiaochu's body already had countless scars, and Wang Su's ubiquitous spatial barrier also greatly restricted his movements, and he was already seriously injured at this time, and he could only barely defend at this time.

What's more, there is also Wang Kunmiao's sinister old guy who is looking for his flaws in the back at any time, and he has to deal with it with all his might.

When Wang Chuhong's Dragon Gate Seven Destruction Break last move was finished, Wang Xiaochu's last divine weapon was also shattered, and the true qi in his body was even more consumed, but Wang Chuhong was like no one, and the Seven Destruction Break, which had just made Wang Xiaochu's exhaustion, was like a warm-up exercise.

And Wang Su's canopy barrier also stood here, and even if the aftermath of the Seven Shatters hit it, it didn't move at all, and the situation was obviously one-sided.

Looking at Wang Xiaochu, who had no power to resist, Wang Kunmiao sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, a red bird flew straight towards Wang Xiaochu, although he mobilized his true qi to defend, but this weak shield only resisted for a moment before it shattered and dispersed, and the rest of the attacks all hit Wang Xiaochu's body.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was immediately blasted upside down by the blow, and did not stop until he hit the turquoise canopy.

Three-on-one, no suspense battles.

It is still the three dragon venerables in their heyday.

"Ahem...... I understand," slowly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, Wang Xiaochu gritted his teeth and said, "You used the forbidden technique, the blood dragon turned the soul, so that the injuries of the two of them recovered as before, right......?"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, Wang Kunmiao smiled indifferently and replied, "Yes, my Vermilion Bird Sect is proficient in all kinds of spells, so why should I be afraid of the forbidden blood dragon soul transformation?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Chuhong and Wang Su suddenly turned their heads to look at Wang Kunmiao in the air, and said in unison: "You actually use this secret technique?"

Wang Kunmiao frowned, and replied to the two: "What's the matter? It's not to restore your injuries, do you still have objections?"

"Are you crazy?" Wang Chuhong shouted angrily, "Using such an anti-heaven secret technique will bring ruin to my Wang clan!"

"The catastrophe of annihilation?" Wang Kunmiao smiled indifferently, "Now the catastrophe of the palace is his Wang Xiaochu, and if he is destroyed, this disaster will naturally not disperse." ”

As he spoke, his fingertips swiped a formation, and he saw that the true qi in the bodies of Wang Chuhong and Wang Su skyrocketed, and the air around them began to distort and boil, obviously reaching the peak of their combat power.

"If there is really a catastrophe, I Wang Kunmiao will bear it alone! Now I only need to work together to destroy his Wang Xiaochu to save my Wang clan!"

The red light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and several formations appeared in Wang Kunmiao's palms to surround him, and countless sparks appeared beside him, aiming at the seriously injured Wang Xiaochu.

And Wang Chuhong and Wang Su glanced at each other, and they also burst out with all their strength, it seems that they also agree with Wang Kunmiao's words.

"Dragon Gate, Seven Broken Deaths!"

"Dragon Gate, Sky Canopy!"

"Longmen, the scorching sun is bursting!"

Listening to three angry shouts in unison, the three people in the air all used the Dragon Gate lore, vowing to turn Wang Xiaochu in front of him into ashes.

Faced with the huge strength of these three people, Wang Xiaochu coughed lightly, and the expression in his eyes was not despair, but profoundness. With a spread of his palm, a black cross necklace appeared in his hand.

"I haven't been able to break your seal in my life, so let me use my life to wake you up for a brief moment!"

Holding the necklace tightly, Wang Xiaochu slowly closed his eyes, and the true qi of the meridians in his body, along with the essence of the bloodline, was instilled into the black necklace in his hand.

"Have you closed your eyes and repented? It's too late!" Wang Chuhong let out an earth-shattering roar, and the roaring claws had already struck Wang Xiaochu, leaving a deep spatial crack wherever the claws passed.

At the same time, the space in the canopy was rapidly squeezed and condensed, and the center point of the extrusion was Wang Xiaochu.

Suddenly, the space seemed to stand still, and the three of them only felt an incomparable coercion coming over them, weighing heavily on their hearts, as if a courtier was inherently subservient to the king.

Buzz –

A sword roared, and Wang Chuhong, who was rushing away, was shot far away by a sudden golden light in just an instant. But how could Long Venerable's strength be like this? When he tried his best to disperse the golden light, a trace of blood had already flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of crack appeared in his indestructible beastly skin.

Several people turned their eyes to look at Wang Xiaochu, and saw a golden ancient sword appear in his hand at some point, and the sun, moon, stars, grass, trees, mountains and rivers on the sword body exuded an incomparable kingly aura, and it was this aura that deeply shocked their souls.

"Aren't all his divine weapons destroyed? Why are they still there?" Wang Chuhong roared with a bitter look on his face, obviously the golden light just now had indeed hurt him.

And Wang Su on the side frowned at this time, his canopy seemed to have cracks at this time, although it was not obvious, how could he not feel the coercion and fear brought to him by the sword in Wang Xiaochu's hand.

"It's just a bluff," Wang Kunmiao, who was still gathering the Dragon Gate Lore, said sharply, his eyebrows were full of red true qi that swelled out of his body, "No matter how strong his magic weapon is, it will definitely not be able to defeat the Dragon Gate Lore of the three of us!"

Wang Su and Wang Chuhong glanced at each other again, and one dodged in the air to change his position, and rushed towards Wang Xiaochu again.

This time, they burst with several times more energy than last time.

And Wang Kunmiao's scorching sun explosion also followed behind the two of them at this time, and rushed towards Wang Xiaochu together. But none of them noticed that around Wang Kunmiao, countless red magic circles appeared, surrounding him.

Facing the lore that broke out in unison, Wang Xiaochu raised his head, and the trembling sound from the sword body seemed to shake the earth, and the white sideburns and robes stained red by blood flew wildly in the ripples of energy. With a soft shout, he stepped suddenly, and he flew out with his sword in his hand, heading straight for the three of them.

"I sacrifice Xuanyuan !! with my life"

With a long cry of breaking through the air, a golden light had already penetrated the bodies of the three people, the space was still again, and the explosive and condensed energy converged into a point at this moment, and the center of the point was Wang Xiaochu.

There was a silent explosion, a devastating ripple of energy spreading out through the center of the trio, turning everything they passed into powder. The impact of the explosion spread out easily broke through Wang Su's dragon gate canopy, not only destroying the entire palace, but also affecting most of the capital, and tens of thousands of innocent people became victims of the competition between the four elders of the palace without knowing it.

In the blink of an eye, the entire palace had been razed to the ground, and the center of the explosion had become a huge crater. The pit was filled with smoke and dust, and I saw Wang Chuhong and Wang Su falling to the ground in a blur, gasping weakly in their mouths, obviously, they no longer had the strength to get up again.

And Wang Xiaochu, who fought against the three of them on his own, held the golden ancient sword in his hand, stuck the sword on the ground and half-knelt not far in front of the two, the white hair hanging down covered his eyes, and he could only see a bright red constantly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"How... Maybe ......" Wang Chuhong struggled as he squirmed his scarred body, his eyes full of shock and shame, "This is... What kind of divine soldier can resist... We... The Dragon Gate lore of the three ......"

Wang Su had blood in his mouth, and looked at Wang Xiaochu not far away in disbelief, and the sword in his hand, and convulsed: "I am afraid that the only one who can defeat the three of us with his own strength is the legendary one... Ancient artifact, Xuanyuan Sword ......"

"Victory?" A familiar voice came from the smoke and dust, "Do you really think that he is the king of Chu Sheng?"

Under the disbelieving eyes of the two, a red light flashed in the smoke and dust, and a figure walked out of the smoke and dust. He is none other than Wang Kunmiao.

"You!how is it possible!" To the surprise of the two, Wang Kunmiao in front of him walked out unscathed as if he was fine, and the red magic circle around him made Wang Su understand the reason in an instant.

"You, you didn't use all your strength at all just now, but left most of your strength to protect yourself!"

"Hahahaha!" Wang Kunmiao not only did not refute, but even raised his head and laughed, "Do you think that the old man is as stupid as you, and he must uphold justice? What I want to do is just wait for you to lose both, so that I can take advantage of the fisherman and seize your dragon soul and become the only elder of the Wang clan!"

"You! are so despicable!" Wang Su lamented.

"Lao Tzu must kill you! cough cough!" After Wang Chuhong heard this, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, but his body couldn't tolerate his anger, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he couldn't speak anymore.

But he could also see that Wang Kunmiao was not unharmed, and even injured not much worse than them, but the red magic circle beside him resisted most of the damage from the impact for him. Compared to them, Wang Kunmiao's injuries were indeed much lighter.

"Kill me?" With a sneer, Wang Kunmiao walked up to Wang Chuhong and stabbed his spine with a claw, and before he could wail, the dragon soul in his body had been grasped alive by Wang Kunmiao.

"Ah!!" The moment the dragon soul left his body, the aura in Wang Chuhong's eyes disappeared, and his wailing stopped, as well as his heartbeat.

Elder of the White Tiger Sect, Wang Chuhong, died.

"You!" Looking at Wang Chuhong, who was killed alive, Wang Su was afraid, he couldn't imagine that Wang Kunmiao was so ruthless, but the meridians of his whole body were broken, and how could he have the strength to escape at this time.

"It's good that you and I were brothers fifty years ago, leave me a life......" Squirming his broken body, Wang Su hissed and begged, and before he could control the Xuanwu Sky Canopy to protect the dragon soul, his body had been pierced by Wang Kunmiao's palm.

After only struggling for a moment, he lost his breath, and the dragon soul in his body was forcibly seized by Wang Kunmiao.

The elder of the Xuanwu faction, Wang Su, also died.

The red light flashed, and the two dragon souls of the Dragon Venerable were absorbed by him in an instant, and the blood on his face suddenly recovered a lot. Taking a deep breath, Wang Kunmiao's eyes converged on Wang Xiaochu, who was half-kneeling beside him.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is indeed an invincible artifact, but you, Wang Xiaochu, don't use it!" Pacing forward, he half-crouched down, grabbed Wang Xiaochu's hair and mocked.

Wang Xiaochu's eyes flickered, staring at Wang Kunmiao's eyes, and said with an indifferent smile: "I don't have the life to use the Xuanyuan Sword, do you have the life to use this dragon soul if you use the forbidden technique repeatedly?" As he spoke, a mouthful of pus and blood spurted out of his mouth, soaking on the long sideburns that had already been dyed red.

"Hahahaha! What kind of curse do you think I will believe?" Wang Kunmiao laughed and said, "Tell you, I, Wang Kunmiao, have been waiting for a day for fifty years, if there is really any heavenly curse, how can I live to this day?"

Before the words fell, suddenly, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest and heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, he only felt that the power in his body was constantly flowing, and he didn't want to believe that his eyes were bigger than a teacup at this time.

"It's not that I don't report it, the time has ......not yet come," Wang Xiaochu looked at him with a sneer, "The catastrophe of my palace was caused by your own hands, and you will also die with your own hands in the disasters caused by your own hands......"

"Shut up for me!" With an angry shout, the angry Wang Kunmiao slammed his palm through his chest, grabbed the dragon soul that was constantly struggling in his body, and pulled it out to absorb it in his body, and then his pale face regained a little blood.

Looking at Wang Xiaochu, who was holding only one breath in his hand, Wang Kunmiao sneered: "Look at it, I, Wang Kunmiao, am the palace, no, the new master of the entire capital, I want the whole world to become my bag!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain in his chest hit again, and another mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. Wang Kunmiao panicked, he didn't want to die like this.

The dying Wang Xiaochu smiled, stared at the pale Wang Kunmiao, and said indifferently: "Your ambition ...... It is impossible to ......"

"Shut up!"

The red true qi gathered in the palm that pierced Wang Xiaochu's body, and the blazing energy burst out, turning his body into powder in just a moment. As soon as his legs were weak, Wang Kunmiao propped his hands on the ground and coughed up blood uncontrollably, the damage penetrated by the Xuanyuan Sword was definitely not only this, he also needed a dragon soul.

At this point, he only thinks of one person.

That's Xie Qiao.

—————— the dividing line——————

The memories of Blood Jiao are coming to an end, and Qiao Er is also a hard-working person, distressed......

There's another chapter of the plot going back to the main line.,I don't know if you readers still remember the previous plot.,Blood Jiao is more than halfway through.,Please also ask readers to support a lot.,Your support is my motivation.。

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