Suddenly, from the golden aura, a blood-colored giant finger like a pillar of optimus poked out from the sky, and instantly flipped and crushed down.

Between the lightning and flint, a finger pointed at the Shura Ghost Emperor, and a little blood-colored brilliance was injected into the half of the Buddha's face like starlight.

The half of the Buddha's face on the face of the Shura Ghost Emperor changed greatly, the black evil aura began to subside, and the dead wood-like Buddha face was like a long-dry land with rain, and spring in an instant.

The red blood rushed under the skin of the face, and it came to life in an instant.

This anger confronted the evil aura of the other half of the demon face, devouring each other.

The entire face of the Shura Ghost Emperor suddenly turned into a golden-clad Buddha face, and suddenly became a demon king of the mixed world, and the whole body skull "clicked" and cracked inch by inch.

He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and a black lightning shot out from his mouth, and the black lightning was full of evil demonic energy, and it rushed towards the monk with a transparent figure in mid-air like a god of death.

At the moment when the black lightning was close to the golden aura, the Heaven-Covering Finger popped out of the aura again.

With a "boom" sound, the giant finger and the black electric light collided together, and the heavens and the earth were stirred!

The black electric mango pierced through the giant finger like a sword, and the giant finger burst open, and the blood mist in the sky turned into red lotus flowers and drifted away with the wind.

After the black lightning penetrated the giant finger, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and a burst of black smoke emanated from the body occupied by the Shura Ghost Emperor, and it turned into the appearance of the Shura Ghost Emperor's body, but it was blurred.

"You ruined my clone...... Treat...... When the road to heaven opens...... I will take revenge..."With that, the Shura Ghost Emperor turned into a cloud of green smoke and went straight down.

This green smoke gradually became colorless and tasteless, wandering around Han Xing and the others, and when it rotated in front of the ghost vulture real person, it suddenly stopped, followed the ghost vulture real person's seven orifices, and disappeared without a trace.

"Shura Reincarnation Technique!He actually left his own inheritance, I am afraid that a new Shura Ghost Emperor will be born in the near future!" the monk couldn't help but change his face slightly, and let out a sigh!

"Inheritance? What inheritance...... Where is it?" Everyone felt incomprehensible, only the ghost vulture real person Ling Ling shuddered, but this scene was fully seen by Chi Hongxia.

"Boom!"

Kill the Ghost Emperor with a drop of blood!

The Shura Ghost Emperor's eyes dimmed, and he fell down with a bang, turning into a shiny pile of bone powder, which was swept into the air by a gust of wind.

Only the half of the dead wood Buddha's face turned into a bodhi seed and floated in the air.

Obviously, this bodhi seed is the essence of the powerful flesh in the world!

The Bodhi Seed was as red as jade, as if the drop of ancient blood that was injected into the face was all contained in it.

In mid-air, the golden aura had faded. The black mangs pierced his fingers, turning half of the monk's figure into mist.

The fog was churning, and the monks wanted to reunite their bodies, but they seemed to encounter great resistance, and they gathered and scattered.

Obviously, the ancient bloodline can only descend on one finger, and the second finger is that he desperately spent a trace of Yuan Shen to point it out in the air, although he killed the Shura Ghost Emperor under his finger, he was not lightly injured.

The half figure in the air that should have dissipated, but he didn't panic at all, he let out a low shout, suddenly raised his head, and sucked the Bodhi seed floating in the air into his mouth,

The entrance of this bodhi seed made the image of the monk even more blurry than before, and it was close to fogging.

Suddenly, the figure of the monk disappeared completely......

The mist began to condense, and gradually turned into an extremely dense and viscous blood mist, and the white clouds above the ancient secret land actually turned into clouds of fire under the illumination of this blood mist.

There was a glow dancing in the viscous blood mist, and after several changes, it slowly condensed into a human form between breaths, but this human form was very different from the original monk, and there was a world of difference.

A cloud of blood hovered around this body, and when it was churning, I saw that the red light of this body was faint, and the thin muscles were constantly bouncing and beating, rapidly bulging, and the bones were also "clicking...... and growing wildly......

A tall green shirt can be faintly seen standing proudly in it!

Suddenly, the blood cloud expanded and burst, and a long laugh full of anger came out of it: "Hahaha...... I can't imagine that I will have a physical reunion and a day when my bones will be reborn!"

When everyone heard the sound from afar, they were all in an uproar.

The next moment, a slender man in a green shirt stepped out of the blood cloud!

I don't know why, as soon as this figure appeared, there was a "hum" sound, and Zijin Ding collected the nine-clawed golden dragon and the heavenly coffin, which turned into a bean-sized golden light, and threw it into Han Xing's divine cave and disappeared.

"Boom!" A shocking aura erupted from his body, and the strength of this aura shook the Heavenly White Bone Immortal Road a few times, and the surrounding peaks collapsed in an instant, stirring the ancient and secret places that changed for thousands of miles.

Mars!

With such a momentum, everyone was shocked in their hearts, and they immediately understood why the supreme beings who had cultivated to reach the god of war level had mostly disappeared from the world, either falling willingly, or looking for forbidden places to enter, because the Luo Tian Cultivation True Realm could not withstand the outbreak of their powerful power at all!

Han Xing's heart jumped, and he felt that he was connected to the blood of this green-shirted monk, and a thought suddenly flashed through him: Could it be that he was reborn with his own blood?

Damn, that's awesome, isn't it?

Lao Tzu can reproduce himself, and if he doesn't reproduce, he will breed a great power as soon as he reproduces!

If this is the case, he will breed more and make him full of descendants, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the Qinzhou Continent......

As if to fulfill his thoughts, the body of Tsing Yi floated, took a few steps forward, ignored the others, and only looked at Han Xing, looking up and down for a long time before asking, "How old are you and what is your surname?"

In an instant, Han Xing suddenly felt something in his heart...... I'm going to confess my mother!

He flashed a thought like lightning, he couldn't recognize it, once he recognized himself as a father, he wanted to provide for his old age and send him to the end, leaving himself in this ancient and secret place, I was afraid that I would not be able to get out for the rest of my life!

His body stiffened suddenly, and he stammered, "Thirteen...... Not yet...... Marry a wife and have children, so ...... So there is no son!"

Hehe, Lao Tzu will block the road without a son first, and let you die!

"Son, you will naturally have ...... I'm just asking you what your last name is!" The man in Tsing Yi suddenly became extremely serious, and his eyes were indifferent and sharp, making people dare not look directly.

This is the majesty of the superior, and at this moment, everyone felt a majesty rushing towards them at the same time......

Han Xing is no exception, but a strong sense of rebellion suddenly rises strongly from his heart!

"Fuck, are you confessing or coercing a confession...... Are you the green onion, so that Lao Tzu has to say Lao Tzu?" Under the coercion, the ancient bloodline suddenly boiled in his body.

It has become a habit for the ancient bloodline to be strong when it is strong, and an incomparable mixed element combat power emanates from the body.

This combat power is nothing at all in front of the power of the strong, but it faintly reveals the momentum of swallowing the world and the air through Changhong, which is surprising.

"Hehe, if you tell me to say it, I have to say it?, you're my father......! I won't say it!" Han Xing smiled, revealing an unyielding stubbornness from his bones!

The ancient bloodline is the only one!

Whenever, wherever, and no matter whom!

"You ......" An ant-like monk dared to resist the powerful question, which was tantamount to looking for death!

But the momentum of the desolate ancient bloodline that looked at the world made the hearts of Tsing Yi people throb, as if the arrogance of the desolate ancient bloodline was heavily wedged into his heart, at this moment, he suddenly felt that this was the epitome of himself, with a sense of flesh and blood.

He slowly lowered his abruptly raised arm, and he seemed to realize that his tone just now had dampened Han Sung's self-esteem.

"Say...... ......" His voice was smooth and kind this time, like a father speaking to his son.

"Hehe, that's right, you care about what my surname is, not that I care about you, just tell you, my surname is Han!" Han Xing shrugged, stunned, and even despised Tsing Yi.

Xindao, girl, even if Lao Tzu gives you a drop of blood, you don't have to rush to admit that your father is in a hurry, it's a little low.

"Your surname is Han?" The face of the person in Tsing Yi suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, and his face turned red from excitement, and his whole body trembled slightly!

He suddenly moved, and a big hand appeared out of thin air, and actually pulled Han Xing's swish into the air.

Han Xing was suddenly clenched slightly inward by that big hand, and he couldn't move.

"What are you doing?" said Han Xing.

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: "It's bad, my blood can make him reborn in white bones, he must be too little, I want to suck up Lao Tzu's blood!"

As soon as his mind moved, the Mountains and Rivers Society suddenly blocked the unique aura of his ancient bloodline, and even the meridians beat and the blood flow rate was not abnormal with ordinary people.

The mysterious power of the Mountains and Rivers Society, which does not belong to this world, can not be seen by the Holy King even if you are the god of war.

The other hand of the man in Tsing Yi was not idle, and in a trembling sound, Han Xing's green robe was untied in an instant, and when he saw that he was wearing a silk undershirt inside, a smell of sweat came out of it, and suddenly, a disappointed look appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "Why are you wearing such a undershirt...... No, I should wear ......."

He vaguely remembered that it was a red belly pocket!

With a flip of his wrist, he put it on Han Xing's artery again, and took a deep probe of the pulse, but found that the situation in the young man's body in front of him was terrible, the meridians were depleted, and the five internal organs were damaged, which was worse than ordinary people, and he had no cultivation, he was just a piece of garbage!

"It shouldn't be...... The ancient bloodline will not be so bad!" The man in Tsing Yi was still excited like a storm one moment ago, but the next moment he was actually light, shaking his head and sighing, with a look of disappointment.

Han Xing was completely furious: "You...... You...... Dare to rip off my clothes, you are not as good as a beast, in broad daylight, if you are as good as Longyang, thanks to the tight waist of the young master, otherwise this innocent body will be insulted by you! Put me down...... I'm fighting with you!"

"Presumptuous" Tsing Yi man was furious, shouted angrily, snapped, and slammed Han Xing from the air to the ground.

All the sworn brothers of Han Xing saw that the eldest brother was kicked on all fours like a king, and they all breathed fire in their eyes, and roared angrily in unison: "The eldest brother has been thrown into a king, you bastard, stop ......!"

Bastard holding bastard?

It was the son who fell Lao Tzu...... Or did Lao Tzu fall his son?

Ya, can you speak, what does it mean to fall into a king?

It's a big mess...... Han Xing has a black line in his head, if his eyes can kill, at this moment, his brothers have already been killed by his white eyes!