"Wait, could it be that this Suzaku was really a friend of Tongtian before you controlled it?" Lin Sen asked strangely.

"Hahahaha. The Blood River Ancestor's divine thoughts suddenly burst out laughing proudly.

The reason why Lin Sen asked this was because if this Suzaku was not Tongtian's friend, it would be a little abrupt for him to volunteer to help, and Tongtian, as a saint, would definitely suspect that there was any purpose, after all, things that harm oneself and benefit others are not something ordinary friends are willing to take.

But if this Suzaku is really Tongtian's friend, then the doubt is even greater, as a friend, Tongtian will not be unfamiliar with the breath of Zhuhuo. After being taken away, there must be something strange mixed with this breath, no matter how much you disguise it, you can't get rid of it all, right?

Hearing the smug laughter of the Blood River Ancestor, Lin Sen knew that there must be something he didn't think of or thought of.

"See" Lin Sen frowned, and the Blood River Ancestor's divine thoughts were smug and said: "Human boy, you don't have to think about it, you definitely can't think of it." Hahahaha, this is my proud work, hahahaha!"

The laughter was interrupted by Lin Sen in the middle of the conversation.

I only heard him say lightly: "There is nothing difficult to guess, it's just that you have already controlled this Vermilion Bird in your early years, I'm afraid that Sanqing has not yet become a saint at that time! This Vermilion Bird has been controlled by you since childhood and has been in contact with Sanqing, and they are already familiar with the breath of the Suzaku after you took it, so naturally there will be no more doubts." And this also explains why this Suzaku is able to use your fundamental exercises, and if it weren't for countless years of body transformation, it would not have been possible to do this, right?"

Lin Sen's words made the Blood River Ancestor laugh, as if he was choked on steamed buns, and it took a long time to recover.

"How did you come up with that?" he said incredulously.

"Oh, is that hard to guess?" Lin Sen looked at him with squinted eyes, as if he guessed that the secret that the other party had hidden for countless years was just a trivial matter.

In his heart, he praised the excellent performance of the brain, "The logical operation ability of this brain is really easy to use, and I will soon be able to list more than a dozen possibilities according to the causal relationship, and I only need to choose the one that seems to be the most reliable." And even if you choose the wrong one, it doesn't matter, but just guess a few more times!"

After admiring the logical operation ability of the brain, Lin Sen began to sigh that the saints in ancient times were not fuel-efficient lamps, not to mention the great conspirator Tan Tian, this guy is even very likely to have something to do with the disappearance of the saint. This Blood River Ancestor is not ordinary, a conspiracy calculation may have taken him at least a few hundred years!

Counting the time it took for Sanqing to become holy, Lin Sen thought.

I'm afraid that this Blood River Ancestor didn't have any clear purpose when he took away this Vermilion Bird back then, it was just a hidden means, and when it was necessary, it could naturally be used very smoothly.

Well, this kind of precautionary method is somewhat similar to mine, but it is not as far-reaching as this Shura has considered.

"Senior Blood River, I don't know what your so-called treasure is, it can't be the body of the Yin Demon in this giant cave, right?"

Lin Sen said as he turned his thoughts.

"Haha-quack, of course not, this Yin Demon Body is nothing compared to that thing!"

The blood-red thought laughed.

"Oh, I don't know what kind of treasure it is?" Lin Sen seemed to be interested, touching his chin and asking.

"Boy, are you stupid to me, I want to know, you first make a soul vow of 'no more hands on me'. ”

Lin Sen smiled, "Swear? It's not impossible, it's just"

"Just what?" the Blood River Ancestor's divine thoughts were curious.

"It's just that I don't want to!"

Lin Sen blurted out a soft sentence, and along with the words came the sword qi that was slashed in the air.

He wasn't going to leave this threat behind for the sake of greed. As for the treasure, it's better to look for it after destroying this group remnant, even if you can't find it, it's not a big deal.

He knew in his heart that this treasure could be obtained by the Blood River Ancestor who was a saint back then, and it must be a great thing.

If he found the Heavenly Star, Lin Sen might be extremely interested, but for the current Lin Sen, his power can already play a pivotal role in the future war against the aliens, and he doesn't care very much if there is a so-called treasure icing on the cake.

Of course, there is also the premise that Lucifer cannot be allowed to obtain this treasure.

He had a seventy or eighty percent feeling that Lucifer, the Winged Man Elder, had also come here, but he didn't know where he was hiding, and he didn't know if the Pangu consciousness that occupied his body had left.

Without further ado, Lin Sen slashed away with a sword, and all the three zhang outside his body turned into a space where the black and white True Yuan swept wildly, and there were faint waves rolling and the wind howling inside.

And the blood group composed of the Blood River Old Ancestor Divine Thought let out a terrible and resentful howl, "Boy, dare!"

Then the blood mass suddenly swelled and turned into a blood cloud, and a blood-colored hand flew out of the blood cloud and grabbed Lin Sen's body.

The five fingers of the blood-colored big hand kept changing their handprints, surrounded by howling and screaming, and everywhere they passed, blood flowed, and after changing eight handprints in a row, the blood-colored big hand flew to the top of Lin Sen's head and cast the last handprint.

As soon as this handprint was used, the howling stopped, the screaming stopped, and the black and white true yuan around Lin Sen's frenzy seemed to be still, only the sword momentum he slashed out was still flashing.

The Great Handprint of the Blood God fell like this, but Lin Sen was not panicked, the sword in his hand was still cut out, and the five fingers of the empty left hand flew, and in an instant, thunder was generated out of thin air, majestic as hell.

The moment these thunderbolts were formed, they fused together to form a vague giant shape, covered in thunder and lightning like a thunder god.

As soon as this thunder god Fang appeared, he took a step forward, and swung his fist to meet the blood god's big handprint, his fist was wrapped with a trace of purple thunder light, surrounded by bright purple, blue blue, dark purple, light blue, gold, red, gold and blue and other colored thunder balls, a single eye in the center of the blurred forehead slowly opened, and a noble and solemn purple thunder light shot out from it.

"Oh, the Ancient Thunder God Seal!" the remnants of the Blood River Ancestor immediately recognized this spell, as the Blood River Ancestor who had created the Four Great Absolute Seals, playing magic was his old profession.

Boom, an earth-shattering loud sound came from the intersection of the primeval thunder god and the blood god's big handprint, stirring up gusts of air, and the sea around the big cave set off monstrous waves, and even more than ten miles away, a tiger shark hidden in the sea was blown up.

The colorful thunderballs around the ancient thunder god's fist also exploded, and the fist momentum merged into one, this time the exchange seemed to be a draw, the thunderball disappeared, and the blood-colored big handprint retreated to the blood cloud, only the purple thunder light like the emperor of the thunder seemed to be leisurely, but in fact, it flashed quickly, and it reached the front of the blood cloud at once.