Dust Wind's qi and blood were consumed too quickly, and he had to pull out the blood of the gods.

The blood of the gods is a high-quality qi and blood, and it is the most suitable to supplement the consumption of dust wind qi and blood.

Of course, consuming the blood of the gods is only one act that is enough to make Dusty Wind feel heartache.

Because this is too extravagant, too loser, if it weren't for life and death, Dustwind would never do such a loser's thing.

Dustwind didn't think about using the Elven Empress's Queen's Decree.

It's just that Dustwind hasn't really reached the point of exhaustion yet, and Dustwind isn't ready to use the Queen's Decree yet.

What's more, Dusty Wind is a little afraid of the Elven Empress, and if she doesn't really live and die, Dusty Wind Light Yì won't summon her.

After Dustwind used the bloodline of the gods, some mysterious runes suddenly appeared on Dustwind's body.

These runes are mysterious, but they gather around the dust and wind.

"What is that? It feels so powerful. ”

"Dust Wind really has enough means, and the one in his body actually has such a mysterious power. ”

"Winning or losing is unpredictable, genius is genius, and the number of means is not comparable to us. ”

Many people have seen the kind of powerful rune on Dustwind's body, and the kind of aura that Dustwind has on his body at this time.

It's just that they don't know what these things mean.

However, just because the average person doesn't know doesn't mean that no one knows.

A shocked look appeared on the faces of those Saint Venerable powerhouses in the secret.

They are the Saints, and they are also the ones closest to the realm of the gods.

Feeling the mysterious power on Dustwind's body, and looking at the runes around Dustwind, they couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's the breath of the gods, it's definitely the breath of the gods, and there's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Damn, I should have thought a long time ago that it would not be unreasonable for this kid to be so rebellious. ”

"No wonder Dusty Wind is so bewitching at such an age, it turns out that he has awakened the bloodline of the gods. ”

"Devouring his bloodline, I'm afraid that my strength will be able to go further. ”

Many peerless powerhouses in the Saint Realm realm have a little Jiujiu in their hearts.

Bloodline of the gods! It's enough to make anyone in the world go crazy.

Even the Eastern Saint Venerable Hidden Compassion, and the Western Saint Venerable Drunkard Yin King are no exception.

Their eyes were full of infinite greed at the moment, and even they wanted to rush out now and unravel the dust.

Not only the Holy Venerable, but even the heroic spirits of the gods could not hide their greed when they saw such a scene.

Of course, the peerless powerhouses who can become the realm of the Holy Venerable, these people are definitely not fools.

They all know that there are definitely not a few strong people who have the same idea as themselves.

At this time, the dust wind is a potato with a hand, and whoever strikes first will definitely become the target of the public and be besieged by others.

What's more, the dust wind also has the shelter of the tomb of the living dead.

The consequences of an unprovoked attack on the dust wind are strict, no matter how precious the blood of the gods is, they must have their lives to be consumed.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be the owner of the bloodline of the gods, no wonder...... No wonder!"

At this time, Yishen was also stunned.

He knew that Dustwind had a lot of secrets, but he had never dared to imagine that Dustwind had the blood of the gods!

It's no wonder that Dust Wind was able to use a drop of the blood of the gods to restore the blood of the gods to Bai Liu back then, and at that time, the gods of Yi Cheng asked how the blood of the gods of the dust wind came from.

But Dustwind said that it was obtained by accident.

Now that I think about it, Chenfeng's lies back then were so full of mistakes and omissions, and at that time, Yishen was skeptical, but he didn't pursue it again, because he really didn't dare to think about it!

At this time, the gods of mind were eager to forcibly occupy Chenfeng's body.

Of course, such thoughts were only abandoned in an instant.

He didn't have that kind of strength, on the contrary, it would be easy for Dustwind to kill him.

Dusty Wind was also smiling bitterly in his heart at this time, he could already feel the countless greedy breaths around him.

But he can't help it!

At this point, he could no longer hide the secret of the blood of the gods, and saving his life was the most important thing.

The only thing that makes Dustwind a little relieved is that now he has a certain ability to protect himself.

Even if the secret of the bloodline of the gods was exposed, as long as the gods did not come out, those saints would never dare to take a shot at him.

"Did you use the blood of the gods?" Mo asked, but it was not strange at all.

Because he has long known that Dusty Wind has the blood of gods on his body, which is also one of the important reasons why Dusty Wind's body attracts him the most.

"Then let's see whose god's bloodline is more refined!" Mo Wen sneered, and his heart moved, and runes almost the same as those on Chenfeng's body slowly emerged.

The difference was that the runes on Mo Wen's body had a hint of cyan light.

One golden, the other cyan, the two have very different breaths, but they are somewhat strikingly similar.

Generally, the bloodlines of the gods are golden, but there are some special bloodlines of the gods.

For example, the bloodlines of the gods who are born with strong soul power, the main function of these gods' bloodlines is to infinitely improve the soul power they have.

This kind of niche bloodline of the gods may not be the most powerful fight, but it is definitely weird and difficult.

Obviously, Mo Wen's divine bloodline belongs to this type.

"Another owner of the blood of the gods. ”

"Mo Wen also has the bloodline of the gods, when did the bloodline of the gods become so worthless?"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

"Damn, why wasn't it me who awakened the bloodline of the gods!"

Secretly, many Saint Venerable powerhouses couldn't help but burst out foul language.

They were already very afraid of Mo Wen, and now that Mo Wen also had the bloodline of the gods, this made them even more afraid to act rashly.

Now the only thing they are looking forward to is that Dusty Wind Energy and Mo Wen will fight to defeat both sides, and even burn the jade.

In this way, they have a chance.

Dust Wind and Mo Wen have such a deposit, once they want to make a move, they must be completely eradicated, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

At this time, both Dusty Wind and Mo Wen used the power of the bloodline of the gods.

The impasse continues.

However, as time passed, it became clear that the bloodline of the gods of Dustwind was more than Mo Wen.

Although Dusty Wind was still struggling to hold on at this time, his face felt a lot better.

On the other hand, Mo Wen's expression on Mo Wen's face became heavier and heavier, and even his body trembled slightly.

The bloodline of the gods is also strong and weak.

The Divine Blood Emperor Venerable was obviously not an ordinary god, but Mo Wen's Divine Bloodline was much weaker than the Divine Blood Emperor.

However, relatively speaking, whether it was Dusty Wind or Mo Wen, the two of them were dripping blood in their hearts at the moment.

This is the bloodline of the gods! It's not easy to cultivate every drop.

If you consume it like this, how can you not be in pain?

In a short period of time, Dust Wind's god bloodline had consumed at least a few hundred drops, which was already equivalent to one-third of all the god bloodlines of Dust Wind.

Mo Wen also cursed in his heart.

His god bloodline was consumed faster, maintaining the essence blood heaven and earth order and the huge soul power output, and Mo Wen's god bloodline was almost half consumed.

Mo Wen didn't have the cultivation speed of Dust Wind, which was close to the ordinary bloodline of the gods, and it would take him at least more than a hundred years to recover.

"Dusty Wind, enough warm-up, let's get a taste of my nine-character mantra. ”