The Dark God Monarch suddenly returned to grab Xiao Linglong and asked Xiao Linglong to send it to the City of Death, Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er naturally had no way to know.

Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er had already returned to Iron Blood City, and were speeding towards the mountain peak where the descendants of the human race were located.

When Long Jiaoyang was in the area where the descendants of the human race were nearby, he pulled Chu Ling'er's arm and stopped, his current sacrificial strength was about to reach the Divine Sacrifice level, and it was difficult for some hidden people to escape Long Jiaoyang's induction.

Because the way of sacrificial sensing people is not to use spiritual power, but to sense spiritual power. The spiritual power of powerful cultivators is generally very strong, and they don't understand the art of sacrifice, so they can't hide their spiritual power. So it will be captured by the dragon and the sun.

Ren Qian of Xianfu Academy originally gathered several Emperor Pattern powerhouses outside the border city, preparing to assassinate Long Jiaoyang, but was discovered by Long Jiaoyang, and it was also for this reason.

"Ling'er, you draw your sword according to the direction I said. ”

Long Jiaoyang's eyes were indifferent, and he was rumoring about Chu Ling'er.

Chu Ling'er remained silent, and then quickly stimulated ten sword qi and slashed towards some places outside the Heavenly Immortal Array that were prone to abnormal people.

Boom, boom, boom......

The next moment, several powerhouses sent out their imperial might, blocked the sword qi, and rushed out, rushing together to kill Long Jiaoyang.

Six mid-stage emperor-level realm cultivators, attacking together, such a powerful force is extremely powerful, plus they are all descendants of the immortal blood bloodline, and the power of atavism also appeared behind them.

This is equivalent to the action of twelve emperor-level figures, which is enough to set the mountains and rivers and shatter the world. Moreover, these people obviously ate the Wan Po Dan before they could ignore the sword qi that Chu Ling'er slashed out.

"Roaring ......"

Long Jiaoyang's true body flashed, and the six doppelgangers came out together, the thunder rioted, ten thousand fires rushed, and the Demon Emperor pattern boiled to form a huge whirlpool, and within ten miles of devouring it, a qiē Dao was powerful.

The six emperor-level mid-realm cultivators stepped into the domain of suppressing the Ten Thousand Dao formed by the dragon Jiaoyang's clone, and suddenly fell into the void, almost falling. The atavistic phantom of the evolution of the bloodline power behind them still exists, holding them in mid-air.

Of course, this is enough to make the six people terrifying, Wan Po Dan gave them the capital to challenge Long Jiaoyang, but at this moment, the power of Long Jiaoyang's outbreak made it impossible for them to get close to Long Jiaoyang's body, and Wan Po Dan's power was weakened.

Long Jiaoyang directly took out the Kongtong seal, and said murderously, "If you want to assassinate me, you have to pay the price of blood." ”

"Fellow Daoists, let's urge the power of the bloodline together, and if you don't believe in killing him, you can't kill him!"

The Emperor-level realm powerhouse of the Thunder God Temple shouted, "Okay, let's shoot together!"

The other five people responded, urging the phantom of the bloodline atavism with all their might, and attacked and killed Long Jiaoyang.

Long Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Fight with me, are you embarrassed to use the power of your ancestors?"

As he spoke, a colorful star burst out of Long Jiaoyang's chest, and it swept through the sun like a long rainbow, destroying several bloodline phantoms that came from the impact, and swallowed most of the blood of the six mid-emperor realm cultivators in an instant.

The six emperor-level realm cultivators fell directly to the ground in a daze with pale faces.

Long Jiaoyang was holding the Kongtong Seal at this moment, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, directly hitting an emperor-level mid-realm cultivator.

"No ......"

This Emperor-level realm cultivator screamed miserably, and was suppressed below by Kongtong Yin. I have to say that Wan Po Dan is sharp enough, and under this lore blow, this emperor-level realm cultivator only spat blood from his mouth, and was not killed.

"I'm not dead......"

The Golden Knife Gate's Golden Maniac thought he was going to die, and he laughed out loud in surprise when he realized that he had only suffered a trauma.

The next moment, a huge fist slammed down. Jin Mad felt a little tingling in his chest, but Long Jiaoyang's punch could kill him.

"Hahaha, Long Jiaoyang, you can't kill me. Jin laughed and said, Long Jiaoyang looked at the blood-stained Hades flower in the palm of his hand, and smiled, "I hope Lei Canghai has given you a peerless antidote, otherwise you will die." ”

Jin Mad's face had changed, and black gas was already coming out of the wound on his chest, and a terrible toxin was spreading to his heart. Jin Mad wanted to suppress it with Dao Pattern, but found that by Long Jiaoyang's side, it was very difficult for him to operate the Emperor Pattern.

Jin Mad exerts his pace, wanting to stay away from Long Jiaoyang. Long Jiaoyang's speed was faster than him, following him like a shadow, and he was constantly attacking.

Even if Jin Mad was a mid-emperor realm cultivator, he couldn't resist the invasion of the toxin of the Hades Flower, his heart and veins were poisoned, and his physical body would definitely not be able to be preserved. Jin Mad had no choice but to go out of his body to protect himself.

As soon as the golden madness's primordial spirit came out of his body, Long Jiaoyang's hands converged on the Evolution of the Righteous Demon Taiji Diagram, directly adsorbed it, and suppressed, "Separated from the body of the Ten Thousand Broken Pills, what else do you use to fight me?"

"You...... You only said that the Emperor Pattern cultivator, how can the Emperor Rank Dao Pattern already be comparable to the peak of the Emperor Rank Realm?" Jin Mad said with a look of horror on his face, "Didn't the Thunder Canghai of the Thunder God Temple tell you?

Long Jiaoyang said coldly, and the power of the Demon Dao Seed broke out, completely wiping out the golden madness's primordial spirit.

Lei Yifei and the other three mid-emperor realm powerhouses fled in panic, and the ten of them were ambushed here. The other four saint-level realm cultivators were directly killed by Chu Ling'er without eating Wan Po Dan. Now the six of them who have eaten the Ten Thousand Broken Pill can't fight against Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er.

Jin Mad died in the hands of Long Jiaoyang, and another strong man was cut into three sections by Chu Ling'er, such a gap was too big a gap from the result they expected.

"The people of the Thunder God Temple, spread my words, and tomorrow I will start cleaning up the people of Iron Blood City, and all the people who are not of my race will be killed. ”

Long Jiaoyang didn't chase and kill Lei Yifei and a few people, he shouted domineeringly and roared Iron Blood City.

Huo Xiang, Zhao Wu and others, who were heavily defended within the Heavenly Immortal Array, witnessed this scene with their own eyes. The strong force of Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er made their hearts surge, if they could have such a domineering cultivation, they would not be afraid of the immortal demon clansmen.

Wei Chongfei rushed out and said excitedly, "Long Engong, you are really amazing, please accept me as an apprentice." ”

Long Jiaoyang helped Wei Chong up and said, "Forget about accepting apprentices, I will teach all those who want to learn, but what you can learn depends on your own creation." ”

"Thank you, Long Engong. ”

Wei Chong cried with joy, this was absolutely great news for the descendants of the human race in Iron Blood City, because the people here were too few and strong, and many of the magic techniques passed down by their ancestors could not be opened.

Although Huo Xiang, Lu Wulin, and Zhao Yuanlong were saint-level realm cultivators, their spells were sparse and ordinary, and they didn't get any true inheritance.

Huo Xiang, Lu Wulin, and Zhao Yuanlong took the talented young people in the clan to come out to greet Long Jiaoyang, and they were all worried that after Long Jiaoyang got the inheritance, he would not come back. Now that they saw Long Jiaoyang come back and show their strength, their hearts were boiling with cold numbness.

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