"Blood Emperor Devouring Immortal Sutra" is a peerless study that Song Yun has begun to study a long time ago, from the grandmaster realm to the human immortal realm, he has long been familiar with it.

There is also "Qi Sea Blood Heavenly Gong" contains the qi and blood of one's own body, one inside and one outside, and jointly promotes the way of qi and blood, and the attainment is very profound.

This time against Gu Ming, the founder of this exercise, Song Yun did not rush to use the sword, but learned and sold it now, and quickly imitated the trick on the other side.

The bloodshot burst out, and the voice of the ancient Ming was so shocked that it changed its tone-

"Who are you? How can I know my exercises?"

Song Yun smiled lightly, "I'm your father, I passed on this technique to you back then, and I forgot it?"

Under the shock, Gu Ming's face distorted, but a little strange excitement appeared.

"Hey, want to be my dad? Yes."

"My dad was eaten by me one bite at a time, why don't you try it too?"

Woohoo...... The bloodshot shot like flying needles in the sky, and the rainstorm pear blossoms poured out, pulling out countless blurred afterimages.

Blood-to-blood, colliding, entangled, biting, devouring each other......

The bloodshot of the ancient darkness is more agile, rising with the wind, and penetrating everywhere.

Song Yun's bloodshot originated from his own qi and blood, and his strength was strong, and he could penetrate the heaven-level armor and penetrate the body of a human immortal with a single drill and a stab.

What's more, he cultivated the "Blood Sea Qi Heavenly Gong", and the qi and blood in his body were extremely powerful, which was enough to support this level of duel.

After a period of fighting, the Blood Emperor felt a little weak and immediately looked for a new "blood source".

Xuanwu has already ducked away, and Xing Ge, who is still hanging in the air, is the best supply.

The blood is like a straw, trying to absorb the essence and blood in Xingge's body.

"Go!"

Song Yun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the gold-patterned black steel sword on his waist automatically popped out, and with the method envoy of the "Flying Sword Mahayana Chapter", it suddenly flew away, and it was instantaneous.

"Thunder Sword, Heavenly Lead!"

The sword bears thunder, shuttling through the air, like a thunderbolt bursting.

Click, a flash of lightning fell in the clear sky.

Accompanied by the sound of the arc, bursts of tingling sensation were transmitted along the bloodshots, and half of Gu Ming's body trembled, almost falling from the air.

Xing Ge shouted excitedly and managed to get out, "Thank you!"

He picked up the axe and was about to cut the ancient underworld, but Song Yun stopped him, "You stand back, wait for me to clean up this guy."

"Are you going to go it alone?" Xing Ge looked at the battlefield in the air, and between the blood, Gu Ming yelled out of shape, and he had already fallen into the disadvantage.

"There is an Terran Emperor who can suppress the Blood Emperor by himself! No wonder he killed the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor, this record is definitely not the slightest bit of water!"

Xing Ge understood that it was easy for him to cause chaos if he rushed up, so he retreated cooperatively.

Xuan Wu felt his heart, the strange feeling disappeared, everything returned to normal, and he also excitedly said:

"Thank you, Emperor Xuan!"

After thanking him, he fell down, drilled into the ground, and ran away.

"Cowardly as a mouse." Xing Ge pursed his lips disdainfully, landed on the ground with a stone axe, and looked at the two thousand or so blood golems beside him.

"It's also a scourge to keep these things, let's kill them first."

As soon as he swung the handle of the axe, the blood golems fell down one by one foaming at the mouth, and they were stunned for a while, and they didn't do anything yet.

In the air, Gu Ying actually extracted essence blood from the blood puppet's body in the air to replenish his body, and his strength gradually filled, and his momentum skyrocketed for a while.

These blood golems are completely refined, and they are one with the Ancient Netherworld, and the connection between them cannot be severed.

Xing Ge looked anxious, swung an axe and hacked two to death, but found that it was useless, and the essence blood could still be transmitted to Gu Ming's body.

Gu Ming finally seized the upper hand, and as soon as a smug smile appeared on his face, he froze again-

The wind was blowing in the air, and there was a torrential rain of blood.

Blood-Drinking Sword Domain!

The gold-veined black steel sword coordinated in sync, shuttling back and forth in the air.

When it comes to the ability to mow the grass, Song Yun is much stronger than the Blood Emperor, and with one move, the large-scale sharp slash is sharp and unstoppable.

The blood golem died in an instant

Half, its vitality has been extracted by the system, and it has become a martial arts cultivation value!

Finding that his "mobile supplies" were getting less and less, Gu Ming suddenly became anxious, and shouted loudly while speeding up the speed of absorption:

"These are mine!"

Song Yun: "When you come to Anxi, it's mine!"

No matter how unwilling the Blood Emperor was, he could only watch most of the blood golems become other people's supplies.

"Uh-huh...... Damn!"

He suddenly erupted, and his whole body glowed with red light, as if the sky was reflected in the sky like a bloody sun.

"Boom!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

The few hundred blood golems that were left exploded instantly, and plasma splattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Xing Ge protected himself with a stone axe and reminded, "Be careful of blood poison!"

"It doesn't matter."

Song Yun flicked his fingers continuously, and thousands of blood threads weaved into a dense red net, stopping the splattered plasma one by one.

Looking at the Blood Emperor Gu Ming again, his figure was retreating, but he was still glaring at Song Yun with angry eyes.

Although he is crazy, although he is unwilling, he can clearly feel that Song Yun's means and strength are above him.

What's more, this Emperor Xuan, who came out of nowhere, will perform his exercises!

What a!

Let's run away first, and then find a way to get back to the field.

He wanted to leave, but Song Yun didn't let go.

"Come and go as you want, what kind of place are you in the northwest?"

Putting away the blood, the gold-veined black steel sword let out a long groan, and automatically fell into his palm.

Song Yun glanced back, and all the Northwest martial artists stood on tiptoe, watching the battle without blinking, for fear of missing any details.

The strongest of the human race are already rare, and the chance of fighting a battle of life and death is even lower, and today's battle is extremely rare, and no one wants to miss it.

Even Yin Han couldn't help it, although he was still cultivating, he also opened the door of the shack and watched from a distance, his eyes were bright.

Song Yun smiled and said, "Look, what is the Sword of Killing!"

Hey, the body is like a glimpse, flashing in an instant.

The sword rises, tears the wind, cuts through the sky, and pushes the edge forward with the most brazen and direct attitude.

The sword fell, and the monstrous murderous aura completely locked on the target, invincible, and killed as soon as it fell.

This is a sword move at all costs, giving up everything and only seeking the bloom of the flower of death in an instant!

"Nine Swords of Killing the Sky", Sword Eight, Punish Immortals!

The Blood Emperor Gu Ming had already turned around and was running, feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent coming from behind, and his heart was like a glacial river washing, and it was cold to the bone.

With a strange cry of despair, he forcibly turned back in mid-air, choosing to face the sword.

The pale cheeks twitched and squirmed, and a pair of eyes embedded in them were unwillingly round.

coerced Xuanwu and the Second Emperor Xingge to accompany him, secretly controlled, and then collected a large number of fierce beasts along the way.

His plan would have been perfect and smooth.

Next, it should be to kill Emperor Xuan and occupy the northwest.

How so?

How could he die?

"I am the Blood Emperor, the strongest of the human race, and the world is afraid!"

With a roar, Gu Ming's body melted, turning into a puddle of muddy plasma.

The plasma was surging and boiling, and everyone felt their hearts throb and the blood in their bodies almost backwards.

This is the power of blood!

The plasma was shaped into a human form, and with both hands together, he firmly clamped the gold-patterned black steel sword.

Gu Ming, who had turned into a bloody man and had no facial features, said coldly, "I won't die."

"No, you will."

The black sword shone with golden light.

Hmm, the mighty sword qi fell, completely submerging the bloody people in the air......