Seeing this, Chen Shaofan's heart sank, and he hurriedly cast a shattering divine eye.

I saw that in the Qiankun Sword Shadow Great Array of Light, there was a huge blood-colored flame, and in the midst of the flames sat a blood-crowned man.

His hands danced and condensed into handprints, submerging into the flames.

As the handprints continued to condense out, the aura emanating from the blood-crowned man's body was also weakening.

Obviously, the Blood Saint King's divine power of splitting his soul must have to pay a certain price.

All the sword shadows that attacked the flames were incinerated by it, and the blood-colored thunder sword that fell from the sky was also burned by this strange flame.

At this moment, the Qiankun Divine Sword, which was only five hundred miles in size, was not affected, and it violently slashed at the blood-colored flames.

However, the power of the Qiankun Divine Sword could not break through this strange and powerful blood-colored flame.

Boom! Boom!

The area of the blood-colored tribulation clouds in the starry sky is expanding rapidly, and there are countless blood-colored thunderbolts all over the sea of stars, gathering here like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, intending to form a more powerful heavenly tribulation and destroy the flames below.

Thundered!

Before the terrifying attack of the clouds was formed, the blood-colored flames had already burned the light of the Qiankun Sword Shadow Array.

The Qiankun Divine Sword also ran out of power and flew back into Chen Shaofan's hands.

Rumble!

A bloody man wrapped in blood-colored flames rushed towards Chen Shaofan like a blood-colored lightning.

"Young Master Haoyang, you just obediently follow this king!" The Blood Saint King in the flames split his soul, showed a hideous smile, and laughed wildly.

Suddenly, a black light flew out from Chen Shaofan's body, exuding a terrifying, cold, and bloodthirsty aura, and killed the rushing Blood Saint King's soul.

It was a black and red skeleton that looked like an ancient magic mountain, with two skulls, and the four flames within it were beating violently, showing hatred.

"Blood Saint King, you have sealed me for endless years, today I will kill your soul, which is considered the interest paid to me, and I will kill your deity in the future to avenge my hatred!" the skeleton let out a terrifying roar.

"It's you, I didn't expect you to become the lackey of the young master of Haoyang!" the Blood Saint King sneered.

"Give me death!"

In the blink of an eye, the two dry bones rushed in front of the Blood Saint Split Soul, and its six black and red bone hands directly turned into six black and red bone knives, slashing fiercely towards the blood-colored light cluster.

The blood-colored light group couldn't help but stop attacking.

Zilala!

Zilala!

Six terrifying cracks appeared where the six Optimus Bone Blades slashed through the flames.

"Crush me!" the dry bones shouted.

The six bone knives suddenly increased their strength and slashed towards the inside of the flames.

Thundered!

An earth-shattering roar came, and the flames were finally shattered by the bone knife, turning into bits of red light and disappearing.

However, the skeleton's six-handled bone knife also turned into a bone hand again, and it was covered with terrifying cracks.

This is obviously a posture of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of yourself.

The aura emanating from the skeleton was much weaker than before.

At this moment, the Blood Saint King's Split Soul suddenly waved his hands, condensing nine huge blood-colored handprints of the phantom, and the ninety-nine were unified into a blood-colored palm print that was as thick as a substance, and in the center of it was a blood clan supreme totem phantom.

The blood-colored palm print struck the skeleton with a click, and its ribs were broken several times, and it flew upside down.

Roar!!!

The black and red skeleton let out a terrible roar.

It didn't stop until it flew thousands of miles, and the breath on its body was extremely weak.

The black and red light emitted by the skeleton also became extremely dim, and the flames in its eye sockets also became very faint, and then directly extinguished.

It's dead, and the Blood Saint King's Split Soul Blows are terrifying!

"Young Master Haoyang, you should obediently go with this king!" The Blood Saint King's soul split towards Chen Shaofan.

Although the breath of the Blood Saint King's soul division is much weaker than before, Chen Shaofan is still not his opponent.

Thundered!

At this moment, the blood-colored tribulation cloud on the starry sky finally brewed to the extreme, and a terrifying blood-colored tribulation thunder with a huge size of thousands of miles flew out from within it, and the space where it passed collapsed.

The Blood Saint King's Split Soul raised his head and glanced at the thunder, and said to himself: "Today, this king is ready to scrap this split soul, and the little thunder can no longer help this king!"

When the words fell, one of them raised his hand and shot out nine palm prints.

Ninety-nine to one condensed into a giant palm print like a substance, which also contained the phantom of the supreme totem of the blood clan.

In an instant, the palm print reached the size of 10,000 miles, and the five giant fingers of the sky were wide open, grabbing the blood-colored thunder towards the thousands of miles.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering roar erupted over the starry sea, forming a huge blood-colored light cluster, which burst into flames, and the surrounding space was constantly exploded.

The blood-colored thunderstorm had been resisted, and the aura emitted by the Blood Saint King's split soul was a little weaker again.

He continued to press Chen Shaofan.

At this moment, Chen Shaofan's dark gold giant eyes had a decisive look, and his thoughts communicated and died.

Within the sea of Wu.

Airplanes!

The remnant sword of an old man who had reached the end of his life suddenly shook and made a buzzing sound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In Chen Shaofan's dark gold sky-giant hand, there was an extra pitch-black light, which was the remnant sword.

In the flash of black light, the three-foot-long burial suddenly grew to a size of 50,000 zhang, escaping terrifying coercion.

Chen Shaofan grabbed the hilt of his sword, his body ignited with a monstrous battle intent, and his eyes burst out with astonishing murderous intent, staring at the Blood Saint King's Split Soul that was pressing towards him from a distance.

"Although the Remnant Sword is very powerful, it can't exert any power in your hands at all, you can't kill me!" The Blood Saint King's face showed mockery, and he continued to press towards Chen Shaofan.

"Let me die!!" Chen Shaofan shouted.

The remnant sword in his hand slammed towards the Blood Saint King's Split Soul.

Airplanes!

An earth-shattering buzzing sound came, and a black sword light with a length of 20,000 zhang galloped out from the remnant sword.

Where the sword was located, the space was like a piece of paper shattered.

The speed of the pitch-black sword was extremely fast, and it hit the Blood Saint King's Soul Splitting Soul fiercely.

Roar!

Rumble!

A mournful roar rang out at the same time as a deafening roar.

I saw that a terrifying crack appeared on the body of the Blood Saint King's split soul, and its huge body was immediately split in half.

Chen Shaofan, who was holding the remnant sword of the burial, saw this scene, and his nervous heart couldn't help but relax: This old thing, should he die?

Chen Shaofan struck out this sword, and he had already consumed more than nine layers of strength, and he basically had no ability to launch a second blow.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, there were golden and black lights, galloping out from its huge dark gold body, it was ten thousand yang puppets and yin puppets, and the aura on their bodies was also extremely weak.

All the yin and yang puppets withdrew, and Chen Shaofan's breath became even weaker.

At this time, the body that he thought he had killed was split into two halves by the Blood Saint King's soul suddenly burst out with dazzling blood light, which suddenly gathered together to form a huge blood-colored light cluster, escaping a terrifying aura.

"As I said, you can't bring out the true power of the Dead Sword, you...... You can't kill me!" the Blood Saint King's voice sounded again.

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