Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Book of Death

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling!"

The incomparably depressed Blood Cloud Ancestor finally couldn't help it, and roared out wildly, his voice hoarse and broken, full of resentment.

In the roar, his black eyes were swallowed up little by little, and in the end, only a little black eyeball like a mung bean was left, like a ghost in a horror movie.

At the same time, the moisture in his skin also passed rapidly, drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the green tendons, like earthworms dormant in the ground, covered his body surface, clinging to his bones, clearly visible.

"It's ...... Something!"

Chu Ling's pupils contracted sharply, and in the body of the Blood Cloud Ancestor, he clearly felt a palpitating power, and the breath of that power was very similar to the breath of the Shura Blood Sea.

But the difference is that the aura of the Shura Blood Sea is full of evil resentment, while the Blood Cloud Ancestor at this time has a solemn and sacred taste.

At this time, the breath of the Blood Cloud Ancestor had reached its peak, and a thick scroll of divine scriptures flew out of his chest, and the divine scriptures exuded a purple faint cold glow, and the cold glow condensed into dark patterns, evolving the avenue, and the speed of change was very fast.

Chu Ling opened his eyes to the extreme, he felt the extraordinaryness of this divine codex, and wanted to pattern them in turn and deduce some unknown things.

Since he was in the ghost place, after getting the Thousand Miles Destiny Draft, the Yin and Yang deduction technique has advanced by leaps and bounds, sometimes a thought, you can feel the good luck and evil of the road ahead, this kind of ability, people who are not cultivating to the profound and holy realm, can not achieve it, even in the Liangtian Sect and Xuantian Sect, which specialize in the deduction technique to win, it can be regarded as a quite extraordinary ability.

The rapid change of patterns, his specific and subtle calculations, a vast galaxy, appeared above his head, from time to time a little shining starlight flashed in the night sky, a series of colorful tracks, flashed in the virtual night sky.

At this time, Chu Ling's spiritual power was mobilized to the extreme, according to the star map, crazy calculation and deduction, slowly, the starry sky above his head changed abruptly, one by one big stars collapsed and destroyed, the night sky shook, and the star fields became indeducible black holes.

"Poof. ”

His chest was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, vomiting out a mouthful of blood, that mysterious book, protected by the supreme law, was unknown to the world, Chu Ling forcibly deduced, causing himself to be counterattacked.

It's just a moment of effort, and the aura of the divine code has soared to the extreme, and one by one black holes are swirling, frantically extracting the surrounding aura.

"Boom!"

The blood cloud ancestor's bloody clothes burst into a cloud of blood in the sky, one after another, his whole body had been completely dried up, there was no trace of water, his muscles were hardened, and he became a dry corpse, his hair was scattered, and his hair was flying, like a mad demon.

The old thing's face became a little solemn, and he stood with his spear crossed, locking on the blood cloud's qi machine, like a leopard aiming at its prey.

"Shhhh

Blood Cloud Ancestor roared violently, and at this time, his voice was completely hoarse, not like a human voice, like a cobra spitting letters, standing up, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

At the moment of his roar, the old thing also moved, his body leaned forward slightly, and he didn't see his momentum clearly at all, and then, the old thing disappeared into the void.

And where he disappeared, the space was stirred into a waveform of oscillation.

Chu Ling's face turned a little pale, he retreated frantically, for fear that he would be involved in this battle, he couldn't even see the momentum of the old thing, once he was really involved, it was estimated that he would only be killed in seconds.

However, he had just gotten up when there was a bang, and the old thing's spear had already collided with the Blood Cloud Ancestor's drive.

A strong air flow suddenly blew over and slapped Chu Ling's back fiercely, throwing him high.

"Poof. Another mouthful of bright red blood, Chu Ling wiped the corners of his mouth helplessly, and inexplicably thought of a sentence: Spit and spit will get used to it.

In the field, the tip of the old thing's spear had already reached the side of the Blood Cloud Ancestor, however, what was terrifying, the shot did not pierce into it at all, and the tip of the gun stopped on the surface of the Blood Cloud Ancestor's body, however, it was like a firewood stuck in the mud, unable to move.

A single layer of purple light circulated on the body of the Blood Cloud Ancestor, connecting with the divine book above his head.

"What!"

Chu Ling showed an incredulous gaze, this black divine spear could easily break through the saint's body, but at this moment, it was blocked by a thin layer of purple light, what is this divine canon, it can actually block the fatal blow of the saint slaughtering divine soldier?

One blow missed, the old thing didn't hesitate too much, and when the sharp nails of the Blood Cloud Ancestor stabbed over, the old thing disappeared into the void again, and the space shook again.

Chu Ling knew very well that this was not some magic technique that wandered in space, but the old thing stubbornly relied on his own body and speed to break through the barriers of space, so rough and direct, so it would cause such a strong spatial shock, if it was some kind of divine art, it would not be possible to have such a strong shock, just like the Void Technique.

With such a strong body and such a terrifying speed, I am afraid that the saint will not think about it as a second person.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the sound of countless fists and palms handing over came, dull and coherent, and sounded into a one, like a rapid drumbeat, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more tense.

Looking at it, Chu Ling couldn't see the figure of the old thing at all, he only saw the Blood Cloud Ancestor waving his arms wildly alone, blocking left and right, as if a mad demon was dancing wildly.

The space was stirred violently, and the turbulence surged, swallowing up the law and order, and turning it into a place where the world was turned upside down.

Finally, with a "bang", there seemed to be the sound of a golden stone breaking, the figure of the Blood Cloud Ancestor stopped, the void regained stability, and looking around, Chu Ling suddenly found that there was a black spear inserted in the chest of the Blood Cloud Ancestor, penetrating his body.

After a breath, on the other side of the black gold spear, the figure of the old thing slowly manifested, arrogant and extremely high, like a mountain that makes people look up, so lonely and cold, so cold and arrogant.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, Chu Ling could clearly hear his heartbeat, and witnessed the fall of a saint with his own eyes, and any other person would be extremely nervous.

However, an angry roar shattered the silence, and after the four of them paused for a moment, the Blood Cloud Ancestor quickly recited a series of scriptures from his mouth.

The voice was still terrifyingly hoarse, disgusting, as if there was the sound of iron pieces scraping against each other, which made Chu Ling instantly furious, and the hairs on his back stood up, as if facing a great enemy.

The chanting sound of the Blood Cloud Ancestor was very fast, buzzing, and it was not inaudible at all, but it contained a strange power, which wanted to draw out the vitality in the surrounding space, and Chu Ling, who was already very weak, felt that his physical strength was declining more and more.

As the chanting sounded, a dark purple light flowed out of the divine book above his head, and a magnificent aura changed around him.

Finally, from the vast mist, a figure walked out, with a crown on his head, and a black dragon's evil aura swirled around the head of the phantom.

The black dragon entangles everything, forming a strange rune.

This rune, Chu Ling knew, happened to be the text of this world.

This word is not used in ordinary situations, once it appears, it represents death, which is equivalent to the word "lay" in Chinese, which makes Chu Ling feel very strange.

The moment this phantom appeared, the old thing exclaimed, "Book of Death!"