In ancient times, the alien was powerful, through heaven and latitude, breaking 10,000 in one force, plus the long lifespan, the strength was incomparable.

But since the crape myrtle was dusted, the inhumans of the Eternal Continent, the dead and the wounded, the ancient inhumans, can live to this day, it is very rare.

Today's so-called Inhumans are too different from the strength of ancient Inhumans.

At this time, Chen Gou has not yet reached the realm of aliens, how can he talk about ancient aliens?

It's just that in addition to being a cultivator, he is also a sacrifice!

At this time, the sacrificial power of the Holy Snow Mountain was imposed on him, allowing him to break through the existing realm and reach the level of an alien in an instant, and his sacrificial power appeared a trace of mutation, becoming a purifying power, rushing towards the blood mist that the blood son turned into, to purify the killing qi of the blood child.

A strong self-confidence emerged from Chen Gou's heart.

"Drink!" Chen Gou opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, the power of destruction and the power of curse in his body were eliminated by the power of purification, and with this breath of turbidity, it was sent out of his body.

At this moment, Chen Gou, breathing evenly, his body was full of strength, he raised the God of War Sword, frantically infused the power of purification, and slashed towards the blood mist.

A huge sword shot quickly flew out and rushed into the blood mist.

There was a soft "ding" sound, and the blood mist quickly retreated and slowly disappeared, revealing the blood that was clutching the killing.

At the moment, his hair was a little messy, he was holding a killing hand, he was trembling, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his chest was heaving and unduly.

Obviously, in the blow just now, the blood son suffered a loss, but he used the blood mist to hide it well.

Everyone, staring at the two people on the battlefield tightly, did not dare to breathe heavily, as if they were afraid of missing every moment.

"Boy, you are worthy of your own blood, remember, the one who kills you, Blood Rain!" Blood Rain, the blood child, licked his lips, although he was injured, it did not affect him to kill someone at all.

How many times has he crawled out of the pile of dead people, brushed shoulders with death again and again, and became the one who was forgotten by death!

And he has become the god of death who harvests other people's lives, because every time, he will have the last laugh, and today, he is confident that he is still standing in the end!

It's just that Chen Gou doesn't think so! Today, Chen Gou must be the one who stands to the end!

So, Chen Gou lifted the God of War Sword again, raised it high, the light of the Holy Snow Mountain, frantically drilled into the God of War Knife, the God of War Sword let out an excited hiss, thousands of years have passed, it tasted the feeling of being infused with pure power again, excited, excited, making the entire God of War Sword vibrate.

On the other side, the blood rain also put away the hippie smile, he stared seriously at the killing god in his hand, at the same time, he didn't know what was silently chanting in his mouth, only to see the killing god in his hand glowing, and suddenly layers of blood mist shrouded the blood son's body, the blood mist rolled, turning into a blood-colored robe, on this robe, it was actually slowly, the hideous face, that was the unjust souls of all the people killed by the blood son and blood rain with the killing god, was absorbed by the killing god, and even some of the dead souls were killed by the killing god in ancient times, and at this moment they were revealed one by one, and roared fiercely towards Chen Gou, shaking their hearts！

At this time, the God of War Sword was about to break free from Chen Gou's control, and rushed towards the blood son angrily, because it sensed a soul mark that it could not forget.

It was a man with his eyes closed, and unlike the other souls, he was quiet, without a hint of anger.

"Groan, groan, groan!" The God of War Sword let out a dragon groan, and the man, as if sensing something, opened his eyes at this moment, and it was a pair of deep, vicissitudes and tired eyes, as if they could penetrate the soul of a person.

Chen Gou was shocked, the God of Killing was really a murder weapon, and he actually absorbed a trace of the soul of the previous God of War Knife, but tens of thousands of years have passed, and it seems that the God of Killing has still not been able to refine this trace of soul.

"Sneer" A man covered in black light walked out of the soul robe of the blood rain in one step.

"Xiao Hei, I'm glad to see you!" The vicissitudes of life came from the man's mouth!

The strange thing is that all this, Blood Rain and the people around him, don't seem to notice it at all.

"Yin, Yin, Yin!" The God of War sword had a spirit, broke free from Chen Gou's hand, and rushed towards the figure in the air, the man skillfully grabbed the hilt, and a trace of memory appeared on his face.

"Xiao Hei, let's fight the last one again, after this battle, my soul fragment will disappear completely, and I will officially embark on the return journey! One day, we will fight together, the game of eternity, it's time to end!" the man said slowly, glancing at Chen Gou from a distance, revealing a hint of relief.

"Boy, yes, yes, seeing you, it means that Li Dao and they have succeeded, remember, everything depends on yourself, only when you are strong, can you control your own destiny!" the man said meaningfully.

"Fight!" said the man!

"Let's fight!" an eerie ghost voice came from the black robe.

Obviously, the blood and blood rain at this moment is not really himself, but the soul thought attached to the killing god, perhaps, that is the killing god in ancient times.

"Snort" The two have already met together.

"Boy, look at it, this is the Blood Dragon Eight Style! I'll only demonstrate it once!" The domineering voice exploded in Chen Gou's heart.

I saw the man holding the God of War Sword, and he frantically catalyzed the drill in the air to the extreme, swallowing the long river in anger, and the black-robed man seemed to be fighting into time and space.

And in this battle, there are only two people watching the battle, one is Chen Gou, and the other is blood and blood!

The others, at this time, only saw Chen Gou and Xuezi Xueyu confronting each other on the spot, and the time at this moment seemed to be frozen, and their consciousness no longer flowed at this moment!

After a long time, the battle came to an end, and the God of War Sword returned to Chen Gou's hand again, letting out a burst of sorrow, and the God of Killing and the Blood Robe also returned to the body of the Blood Rain!

It's just that on the blood robe, the thousands of hideous grimaces actually burned up at this time, disappeared, and the killing god also regained his calm.

"Poof!" Blood Rain spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breath instantly withered, he was vigilant, looking at Chen Gou!

At this moment, Chen Gou was still in the memories of the battle just now, he saw the real "Blood Dragon Eight Styles", this time he knew that it was not a knife duel, but the eight attack methods of the blood dragon, but there were eight eight or sixty-four variations, the power was unimaginable.

The "Buzzing" God of War Knife resonated with Chen Gou, and as Chen Gou rushed forward, it was the first form in the "Blood Dragon Eight Styles", striking the sky!

A blood dragon, rampage, rushed madly towards the blood rain.

"Today, I will destroy you on behalf of the Holy Snow Mountain!" Chen Gou shouted!