The bloodthirsty gaze wandered between the best blood-replenishing pill and Chen Fan's brain, and in the end, Su Qi still swallowed the pill.

The body that was hollowed out by the blood abyss recovered violently, and Su Qi was terrified when he woke up, if he hadn't awakened the blood armor divine body, it was estimated that he had been squeezed dry at this time, and he had become a bloodthirsty ancestor who only knew how to devour blood and food.

"It seems that Chen Fan still has the need to stay."

Su Qi will never let his disciples come into contact with weirdness, but there must always be someone around him who can pull himself out of the abyss in time, and Chen Fan in front of him has been included in the list of candidates.

"Damn Ao Zhu, he's still resisting."

When the bloodshot completely covered Chen Fan, the fate that belonged to the Taishang was perfectly integrated with it, but Chen Fan's face turned pale in an instant, and then distorted, this time his body almost collapsed, and to undertake even a trace of the emperor's fate seemed to be a blasphemy of the supreme existence.

"I'm going to die?"

The survival instinct made Chen Fan promise his allegiance to Su Qi, and while secretly promising to Dao Xin, he actually made a wish to Su Qi.

Blood waves churned in Chen Fan's ears, and in the dark he actually heard the approving response, and in an instant, his pressure was gone, as if the cause and effect that he should have undertaken had been transferred.

His hair was sticky together, and his whole body was wet with sweat, Chen Fan had never been so embarrassed, but the result was good, he had completely got rid of the shackles of his body and lived out his second life.

"My lord, the elixir."

Chen Fan saw that the three-year-old demon boy was going to fight with the dragon king Ao Zhu in the air, so he held a pill in his hand and was ready to feed it at any time.

If the pseudo-operator sees the doppelganger wasting the elixir like this, I'm afraid he will faint from crying.

"Thank you."

Su Qi took a divine pill, closed his eyes and realized the air fighting method of Xueyuan and Ao Zhu, the two were not of the same magnitude, and Xueyuan had never thought of suppressing Ao Zhu strongly.

But the real dragon has its own arrogance, and the blood abyss is also extremely domineering, and there will be an injury in the battle between the two.

"The blood abyss seems to be eroding Ao Zhu's natal dragon scales."

The peak of the fairy king's Ao Zhu has a total of nine natal dragon scales, in order of palm like a steady tiger, claws like a sharp eagle, scales like a swimming fish, belly like a mirage, neck like a snake, ears like a power cow, eyes like a cunning rabbit, horns like a spirit deer, head like a camel.

The ninth Natal Dragon Scale was completely controlled by the Blood Abyss, and now the more Ao Zhu struggled, the faster the Blood Abyss eroded, and by now, the seventh and eighth Natal Dragon Scales had fallen into the hands of the Blood Abyss, and had completed the reverse causal remodeling.

The silver horn turned bloody, and his eyes were also covered with blood mist, even if Ao Zhu was sluggish, he was only entangled by weirdness, and there was a big problem.

After realizing that this body could not stay any longer, Ao Zhu immediately wanted to evacuate this body, but the blood abyss was so powerful that the endless blood-colored silk threads had already penetrated Ao Zhu's soul, making it bound to this body and unable to change his body.

"Roar!?"

The woods were reorganized after they were shattered, and the formation was reshaped after they were broken, and Ao Zhu wanted to blow up this body to get out of trouble, but he was also reversed by the strange time and space.

Self-detonated several times in a row, although they were reversed back by time and space, the dragon's body became weaker and weaker, and the dragon's ears and dragon neck also turned blood-colored and were strangely occupied.

The puppet operator is back with a folding fan, and he fades the old body in the void and reshapes the new one, although he has permanently lost a memory, but it is better than being haunted by the strange.

As soon as he returned, he saw a man in silver-scaled battle armor, with silver dragon horns on his head, and an embarrassed man, sitting cross-legged in a huge deep pit in contemplation, and the silver halberd was inserted diagonally not far away.

"Seven Dragon King, is that python of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate hiding its strength?"

Ao Zhu looked up at the pseudo-operator blankly, and said suspiciously: "Chen Fan? ”

Before he could talk much, a monstrous sword intent struck with invincible might, and went straight into the other end of the pit, and the person who came was none other than Di Ming, the sword god of the Tiantang Dynasty.

"My doppelganger was destroyed, do you know why?"

Di Ming swept towards the embarrassed man in the pit who was deep and deep in thought, frowned, and said, "Ao Zhu, did you fight with someone?" ”

The pseudo-operator is a little embarrassed, in fact, Ao Zhu's appearance has something to do with him, this is an equal transaction between the Dragon King and him, but judging from the current tragic situation, this transaction is not equal.

So he hurriedly explained: "It's not a trivial matter of life, but the chaos of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and the destruction of our doppelgangers is all done by the Ten Thousand Demon Gate." ”

Di Ming was noncommittal, the clone had no resentment or hatred, the person who shot it must be a kendo master, is there really such a pride in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?

Using the Clear Water Technique to restore himself to its original state, Ao Zhu pulled out the silver light halberd that was diagonally inserted into the bottom of the deep pit, and the moment his hand made contact with the silver light war halberd, Ao Zhu's ears sounded with anger and roar.

"Disgusting weird, get out of this king's body, if you have the ability, you can go head-to-head with this king, and use this and other indiscriminate methods shamelessly obscene!"

Ao Zhu didn't pay attention to the noise at all, but easily jumped out of the deep pit, stood beside the pseudo-operator and looked at Di Ming and said: "This king's clone sent back the image at the last moment, it is a clone of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate Immortal King who is good at using swords. ”

"Bastard, you must have done it, disgusting and stupid bedbug, you obediently return the king's body now, this king may spare your life, and when Lord Ryujin personally notices, you can wait to survive and not die!"

'Noise! You'd better shut up. ’

Outline the grandmaster formation with the peak strength of the Immortal King, the formation patterns and formation marks move in the rhythm of the fingertips, and the sealing formation is almost instantaneous, relaxed and comfortable without pressure, and the feeling of being powerful is always nostalgic.

After completely sealing that consciousness, Ao Zhu's eyes flashed with silver, revealing a strange smile that was not easy to detect on the delicate and resolute face that belonged to the true dragon.

In comparison, Su Qi in front of the Sword Emperor's Hall was much more miserable.

"Hiccup~ so full."

Chen Fan looked at Su Qi, who had gained a lot of weight, with a strange look in his eyes, why did he have an urge to feed the adults a little fatter?

Staggered to his feet, Su Qi's expression was depressed, the last time the blood abyss even extracted his soul power, almost sucking him to death, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Fan still had the best soul enhancement pill in his hand, Su Qi would probably have been feathered.

"Seniors, outer disciples have all been brought."

Su Qi staggered to his feet, turned into a fifteen-year-old again, and walked out of the shelter array.

"Senior, how are you, why don't you take a break."

When Qingyun stepped forward to check Su Qi's body, he found that his predecessor's body was empty of qi and blood, and his spirit was sluggish, and he was immediately distressed.

"It doesn't matter, the true lineage, the core, and the inner disciples have all returned to normal, as long as the outer disciples are screened again, as long as they survive this pass, the Qingyu Sword Sect will inevitably be reborn."

Although Su Qi was very tired, there was light in his eyes, which was a kind of confidence.

Qingyun was infected by Su Qi, and the pride in his heart was stimulated, and people with light in their bodies are themselves the source of infection, which can bring infinite power to people.

Chen Fan helped Su Qi sit in front of the hall to rest, but Su Qi was not idle, but was constantly expanding the two major formations.

After the 30,000 disciples entered in an orderly manner, Qingyun began to arrange in an orderly manner.

"Nie Cangzhou, Shen Cangsheng, seal and avoid the dust, quickly organize the disciples who have been purified to guide the outer disciples to enter the formation and accept the purification!"