This hole card is the sword intent of the sword immortal.

Before, he usually showed his aura to deter.

Now, if he uses it, he's missing a life-saving hole card.

But at this point, he couldn't care so much.

If he can't rush out again, the Silent Spirit Tribes will definitely be wiped out.

"This drop of Hua's ancient ancestor's blood, I don't know which generation of ancestors it belongs to, such a long time, and it has been diluted, it can still have such power, then how terrifying this Hua's ancient ancestor's strength should be during his lifetime." Han Qing thought in his heart.

The immortal sword intent he condensed had become thicker and thicker, so thick that the barrier of blood light began to distort.

But at this moment, Han Qing suddenly thought of something and was stunned.

"Fahrenheit Ancient Ancestor's Blood ......" Han Qing muttered in his heart, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a thought exploded like thunder.

"I have already obtained the blood of Hua's Daozi before, and now there is another drop of Hua's ancient ancestor's blood, then there are two generations, and there is still a Hua's ancestor in my heart."

"In the secret technique of demon blood inheritance, with the blood of three generations, you can refine a demon blood puppet."

Since Hua is the lord of this heaven and earth, if he can condense the blood of their nine generations in the future, he can refine it into a peerless immortal puppet and condense the Dao Shadow of Hua's strongest generations.

Even, immortal puppets can pass on some of their immortal secret techniques.

Han Qing thought so, her heart beat faster, and her eyes kept flashing.

If this is the case, this crisis is a transformation.

If you miss this time, if you want to get the blood of Hua's Ancient Ancestor, it will be difficult to reach the blue sky at all.

"In this case, I can not break the seal for the time being, but directly fuse the blood prison with another Fahrenheit blood to refine it into a demon blood puppet."

"So, now get the blood of the Nineteen Ancestors of Fahrenheit in my heart."

Thinking like this, Han Qing directly dispersed the sword intent of the Sword Immortal.

Immediately, his divine thoughts entered the space of the diamond-shaped spar in his heart.

At this time, the Hua Ancestor still looked incredulous, and kept muttering something in his mouth.

"Which Ancient Ancestor is it? This is impossible, how can there be an ancestor who is beyond the history of the clan?"

At this time, Han Qing appeared, suddenly raised his hand, and pointed at the center of the eyebrows of this Hua ancestor.

The Fahrenheit Ancestor suddenly woke up and resisted angrily.

However, Han Qing's Immortal Sword stabbed directly into his body.

"Give up your lifeblood, or I won't expect to get Fahrenheit's secret art from you."

"Do what you know, otherwise, this seat will definitely destroy your soul and take out your blood."

"Could it be that you really think that this seat can't kill you?"

Han Qing said coldly, casting his secret technique.

In addition, he will also summon the sleeping Xiaobai.

During this period of time, Xiaobai's aura began to fluctuate.

Han Qing knew that Xiaobai's awakening was imminent.

Therefore, as soon as he summoned, Xiaobai's slashing aura had already diffused.

Hua's Ancestor's expression kept changing, and he could hear it from Han Qing's tone.

Since being imprisoned by Han Qing, although he has been tortured, he has always believed that Han Qing will not be able to kill him.

But now, this idea is shaken.

He knew very well that his life and death were in his thoughts.

For a moment, his heart began to struggle.

At this time, the war outside has become white-hot.

The Silent Soul Department has obviously reached its limit, and it is about to run out of it.

The Eighth Master and the Sky Devouring Beast, facing the three Holy Ancestors, were also on the verge of collapse.

The powerhouses of the Silent Soul Department have all been hit hard.

The rest of the tribesmen suffered heavy casualties.

Even the wild giant was covered in blood and had countless wounds.

The silver hair on Xiao Yi's body was dyed dark color

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"Holy Ancestor, we can't hold it anymore, ask Holy Ancestor for help."

"Holy Ancestor, break the seal quickly, we have suffered heavy casualties."

"Holy Ancestor, save us......

At this time, all the Silent Clansmen who believed in Han Qing were calling in their hearts.

Their calls fused together and kept exploding in Han Qing's mind.

At this moment, Han Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and in front of him, there was an extra drop of lifeblood.

With a flick of his hand, a drop of Fahrenheit's lifeblood appeared.

Han Qing's body exuded a dazzling blood light, attracting the secret technique.

Soon, these two drops of Fahrenheit's lifeblood fused together...

Immediately after, this fused life blood submerged into the blood-colored light curtain that trapped Han Qing.

They are originally blood of the same origin, and they can be fused.

Han Qing sat cross-legged, his eyes half-closed, and he played one trick after another in his hands.

In an instant, this blood-colored light mass began to vibrate, and it actually began to shrink.

Between the nothingness of heaven and earth, there seemed to be a roar stirring.

Suddenly, the expressions of the clansmen of the Five Poisons tribe all changed greatly.

The people of the Murling tribe were in high spirits, and the counterattack became fierce.

Everyone could see that the huge blood curtain was constantly shrinking.

"Oops." The patriarch of the Five Poisons tribe continued to play secret techniques, wanting to maintain the stability of this blood curtain.

However, no matter what means he used, he couldn't stop the blood curtain from shrinking.

Moreover, above the blood curtain, countless hideous face main dragons appeared.

These faces were the 100,000 demon cultivators of most of the Five Poisons, a soul shadow that merged into that drop of blood.

"Boom Boom"

The blood curtain shook violently, and suddenly nearly half of the soul shadow popped out of the blood curtain and dissipated in the air.

At this time, the bloody curtain besieging Han Qing was no more than a mile.

And among them, there is an extremely ferocious aura that seems to be able to destroy everything.

This breath is terrifying to the extreme.

It even makes people feel that this aura has surpassed the level of slashing and reached the realm of immortals.