Everyone's eyes were all on him.

They were very curious, what kind of person would dare not take the Qingtian Blood Emperor in their eyes?

"Dada. ”

It was a young woman with long white hair, and she walked out, her full white hair, emitting a faint holy light, almost hanging straight to the ground.

Her face is extremely small and delicate, with slender eyebrows and a nose like jade, but only the cherry red lips make her body a little more colorful.

As she walked out of the Zen courtyard, a faint fragrance of orchid permeated the room. Because of the previous war, the destroyed mountains and forests actually grew emerald green orchids at a speed visible to the naked eye, making this land revitalize.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze was fixed on the white-haired woman's body, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he secretly said in his heart: "How could it be her?"

At the same time, Kong Lanyou's beautiful eyes, inadvertently, also stared at Zhang Ruochen's body.

How she wished to see Zhang Ruochen show eager eyes, and then, came over, hugged her tightly, and called her "cousin", or "Lan You".

As soon as the two sued, they talked about the ups and downs of the past 800 years, recalling the past when they were young, even if they just listened to him play the song "Lan You Song" again, how happy it was.

However, that is all ...... It didn't happen at all.

Zhang Ruochen still had the same ancient and waveless expression, just glanced at her, and then withdrew his gaze.

In Kong Lanyou's heart, there is actually some faint loss, and there is also a deeper despair.

Then, she took a deep breath and looked at the undead blood clan in the distance, and the soft color in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

At the top of the White Bone Altar, the burly man faced the eyes of Shang Kong Lanyou, and the holy soul in his body couldn't help but tremble.

The feeling just now had only been felt when he saw the true body of the Qingtian Blood Emperor. Could it be that the white-haired woman in front of her can be compared to the Qingtian Blood Emperor?

The Earth Blood Saint and the Heavenly Blood Saint didn't feel the same way as the burly man, but they felt that Kong Lanyu's cultivation still seemed to be quite powerful, but compared to the unfathomable Indra, there was a big gap.

If the white-haired woman was just a sage, then it would undoubtedly be a capital offense for her to dare to question the majesty of the Blue Sky Blood Emperor.

The Earth Blood Saint sneered: "If you want to be a head bird, should you first weigh whether your cultivation is qualified or not?"

"Questioning the fate of the Blood Emperor, there is only one word, and that is death. "Heavenly Blood Holy Dao.

The figures of the Earth Blood Saint and the Heavenly Blood Saint flashed and disappeared at the top of the White Bone Altar at the same time.

To be exact, they didn't disappear out of thin air, but they erupted so fast that even the eyes of a demi-saint couldn't see their body clearly.

"Whoa!"

The body of the Earth Blood Saint merged into the earth, making a radius of a hundred miles turn into a piece of blood and soil again.

Hundreds of thousands of blood streaks poured out from the ground and piled up into a blood-red mountain.

The mountain range is thousands of feet high, containing the power of thousands of acres, enough to crush a city and fill a lake, but at this moment, it quickly crashed in the direction of Sikong Zen Temple.

The Heavenly Blood Saint flew high in the sky, his arms outstretched, turning into two huge black clouds, completely covering the entire heavenly dome, leaving no gaps.

"Shh ”

Thousands of blood arrows, like a curtain of rain, flew out one after another, gathered together, and turned into a blood-red arrow river.

The Earth Blood Saint and the Heavenly Blood Saint knew very well that the strength of the white-haired woman was definitely very strong. Therefore, they communicate with heaven and earth, condense rules, and perform lifelong learning.

Even if you can't kill the white-haired woman, you have to test her true cultivation.

"Even the two of you, dare to attack me?"

Kong Lanyu was like an empty valley orchid, standing outside the Zen courtyard, raising a palm and pressing it out towards the void.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The thousand-foot-high mountain ridge collapsed in an instant, turning into a blood mist, accompanied by the heart-rending screams of the Earth Blood Saint.

The blood mist sank to the ground and turned into a lake of blood.

In the sky, thousands of blood swords were all shattered, and no power burst out, and directly turned into a burst of blood rain and sprinkled on the ground, making a "rustling" sound.

The body of the Heavenly Blood Saint had already turned into a cloud of blood mist, and only a crystal clear holy bone remained, which fell from mid-air and fell into the blood lake.

Immediately after, with a wave of Kong Lanyou's sleeve, two star-bright holy sources flew up from the blood lake and suspended in the palm of her hand.

The blood-colored brilliance emanating from the Holy Source reflected her pale and colorless face a little ruddy.

The big Sikong, the second Sikong, and the little Sikong gasped at the same time, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.

"My obedient Amitabha, she...... Is she human?" Da Sikong's upper teeth were lowered, making a "boom" sound.

Eight hundred years have passed, in fact, Zhang Ruochen has long guessed that Kong Lanyou's cultivation must have reached an astonishing height.

However, when he saw Kong Lanyou make a move, he was still very shocked.

You know, they were two beings who had reached the Holy Realm, however, she killed them as easily as shooting two mosquitoes to death.

The two Sages of the Immortal Blood Clan didn't have time to flee for their lives at all.

In the distance, the undead blood clan in the blood cloud were all frightened. Among them, there were some undead blood clans whose cultivation was slightly weaker, because they were frightened, they couldn't control the holy qi in their bodies, and their breath was disordered, and they fell directly from mid-air, falling to pieces.

The burly man at the top of the White Bone Altar also held his breath, his expression was serious, and he was no longer as calm and calm as before.

The identity of the burly man is the first king under the throne of the Qingtian Blood Emperor, the "King of Zhongwin", also known as the king of the blood king, and his own cultivation is naturally to the point of reaching the point of penetrating the heavens and the earth.

In addition, the Zhongying King has the Hundred Saints Blood Armor and the White Bone Altar, I am afraid that except for the level of the Qingtian Blood Emperor, there are few people who are his opponents today.

Zhongying Wang's voice was quite deep, and he said, "Who are you?"

"Kong Lanyou. Kong Lanyu said lightly.

Hearing this name, the pupils of the winning king shrank quickly, and he ordered very decisively: "Retreat." ”

The Holy Ancestor of Mingtang and the great disciple of the Buddha Emperor appeared at the same time, even if the fighting power of the Zhongying King was strong, he could only avoid his edge and did not dare to continue to make mistakes.

The army of the undead blood clan had already been frightened by Kong Lanyou, and when they heard the order of the Zhongying King, how could they dare to continue to stay here, like a tide, and quickly retreated to the sky.

"If you want to leave, how can it be so easy?" Kong Lanyou said.

King Zhongying's face sank slightly, and he said, "The Immortal Blood Clan has no intention of being an enemy of the Ming Hall, is the Holy Ancestor going to take the initiative to provoke a war?"

"When the Undead Blood Clan set foot on the Kunlun Realm Continent, they were already the enemies of Mingtang. ”

Kong Lanyou stretched out a slender and soft jade finger, and in front of the fingertip, a seven-colored flame condensed.

The shape of the flame, much like a peacock's feather, is bright and beautiful, but it also contains a devastating and terrifying force.

Feather-shaped flames flew out, rushing towards the heavenly dome and falling into the blood cloud.

"Wow!"

In the blink of an eye, the sky within a radius of thousands of miles completely turned into a raging sea of fire, engulfing all the undead blood clans.

The seven-colored flames were extremely terrifying, and even if the undead blood clan of the Half-Saint Realm was touched a little, it would immediately turn into ashes.

When the demi-holy light touched the flames, it only made a "whoosh" sound, and it would immediately turn into wisps of green smoke.

In an instant, except for the Zhongying King, thousands of undead blood clan soldiers were all scattered and their gods were destroyed.

Not a single living mouth remained.

You must know that among the soldiers of the undead blood clan, there are also dozens of demi-saints.

Zhang Ruochen's lips moved slightly, and he whispered: "Peacock open flame." ”

Er Sikong's eyes widened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "The legendary method of burning the sky and boiling the sea really exists. ”

The sky, still burning, turned red gold, and from time to time a ball of fire fell to the earth, causing huge black craters to appear on the ground.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Zhongying Wang was very annoyed and said sharply: "Kong Lanyou, you are really too much. This king will come to meet you for a while, but I want to see how capable the Holy Ancestor of the Ming Hall is?"

King Nakatsu flew up from the top of the White Bone Altar and stood in the void, the black evil aura emanating from his body dispersed all the flames in the sky.

"Wow-"

The armor on the Zhongying King's body emitted a scarlet light, and a hundred huge holy shadows poured out, covering most of the sky.

"Cosmos Divine Monument Palm. ”

The palms of the two palms the size of a pu fan were slowly raised, and between the palms, a black stone tablet was condensed, with dense blood inscriptions, floating on the surface of the stone tablet.

The higher the arms of the winning king were raised, the volume of the black stone tablet became more and more huge. By the end of the day, the black stele had become the size of a mountain, and before it fell, it had already exuded an astonishing aura that could destroy the entire world.

Even with Indra's protection, Zhang Ruochen, Da Sikong, Second Sikong, and Xiao Sikong all felt suffocated, and they could only support their bodies so that they did not fall.

Kong Lanyou still looked calm, and said: "The Universe Divine Tablet Palm is the first palm of the undead blood clan, back then, when the Blood Queen was alive, he cultivated it to the bottom of the peak, and once injured the Blue Emperor with one palm. The Blood Queen has passed away for so many years, but I didn't expect that among the undead blood clan, there are people who have successfully cultivated the Universe Divine Tablet Palm. It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"What is a pity?" asked the king of the middle victory.

Kong Lanyou said: "Although, you have cultivated the Cosmos Divine Tablet Palm to the fullest, but you don't have enough cultivation to completely burst out the power of the palm method. You can only barely use this trick with the help of the Hundred Saints Blood Armor. You're still far from the Queen of Blood. ”

"Speak wildly. ”

The winning king's hands were interlaced together and the palm print was slapped downward.

The huge black monument fell rapidly downwards like a meteorite from outside the territory hitting the earth.

It is conceivable that once the monument lands, this area will probably immediately become a place of death, and there will be no grass.

(Chapter 2 is a few hundred words away, wait a minute.) (To be continued.) )