The law of supernatural powers is not a law against the sky, Gusu City is shrouded by a large array of ground levels, even if the king is really here, it will take some time to break it, and it will take a lot of money to do it.

Being in a formation that only enters but does not leave, don't say that the blood shadow escapes, even if it is a escape, it can't escape far, and with the power of the Supreme Realm, it can be easily tracked down and killed on the spot.

"Damn, shit, shit!"

Three damn it in a row, the face of the young man of the Blood Clan was pale, and the blood light in his eyes dimmed a lot, "Are the kings of the Sea Clan all kings eating shit to become kings?" How long has it been! There is not even a stick of incense, which is a world away from the agreed half an hour! ”

The young man of the Blood Clan was furious, if he could get out alive from here, he would definitely wash the sea area in blood for three hundred miles in the future, this operation was planned by the Blood and Sea Clans, the Blood Clan sent a death squad to lurk in Gusu, waiting for an opportunity to strangle the Gifted Holy Soul, while the Sea Clan dispatched the Supreme Realm, responsible for intercepting the combat power of the King Realm of the Wuji Sect.

The Blood Clan spent a lot of money on the side, so that a venerable young man of the Blood Clan descended to the land of the human realm through the Night King Mountain, and the plan came as promised, while the Sea Clan was fighting at the doorstep, which could be said to be unlimited, but he couldn't even delay the time!

"But fortunately, Wuji Sect is still too arrogant after all, as long as I can successfully enter this city, the talented holy soul will die, and no one in this city will survive!" The young man of the blood clan said coldly, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, the young man of the blood clan took out a blood-red ball of flesh out of nowhere, as if it was a ball of flesh and blood, which was twisted into such a shape by force, which looked extremely terrifying, but there was a strong and endless power hidden in it.

"This is the power of the formation? It seems that you have been in the city for a few days just to engrave this formation, which formation master of your blood clan created it? ”

A voice sounded in his ears, and the young man of the blood clan was triumphant, with a proud expression, and said, "Of course, it is the Dracula of my great blood clan. Prince Moyun, in terms of array dao attainments, he is not under the Wuji Sect Master, if it weren't for the fact that he would be foolproof and wipe out all the people in the entire Gusu City, I would have killed people a long time ago, why wait until today......"

The voice of the young man of the blood clan was high and vibrant, but it took a while for a while to suddenly realize that the voice changed from the first loud to high-spirited, and then the sound was like a thin mosquito, until it disappeared.

Ga!

The Bloodline Youth, Dracula. Zi'an's face was pale, his face was like ashes, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and after noticing that something was wrong, between the lightning and flint, he wanted to pinch and explode the meat ball in his hand for the first time, but as soon as he had this thought, he found that his limbs were sore, and all of them were already unable to move!

A bloody hand that pierced Dracula. Zi'an's chest, five fingers like sharp claws, tightly gripping a dark red heart that was still beating and closing!

The human race cultivates the weather and the sea, the immortal clan focuses on the purple mansion dantian, the demon core is the source of the demon clan's strength, and the blood clan refines the heart of this immortal blood, the blood heart is not destroyed, and life is endless!

"No, don't!"

Dracula. Zi'an's voice trembled, full of fear, even his soul trembled, death is not terrifying, the terrible thing is that his soul was inscribed with immortal blood by the prince of the blood clan, even if the body and heart turned into ashes, a wisp of remnant soul will be immediately deterred back by the prince, that is the source of his fear, at that time, I am afraid that life and death will not help, the beginning of endless torture!

Click!

The bloody hand clenched violently, and the fist-sized heart was instantly pinched and burst. Zi'an's body was weak, and he was paralyzed to the ground like mud, revealing the figure behind him, a middle-aged man with a face that resembled a horse's face.

He took out a silk cloth to wipe the blood on his hands, and looked at Zi'an who was half-dead on the ground with contempt in his eyes, and then, the middle-aged eyes of the horse-faced man slowly moved to the blood ball next to him, and with a 'click' sound, the meat ball was stomped and smashed by him!

"Wow! cough cough cough ......"

Dracula. Zi'an lay on the ground, seeing this scene, he looked ecstatic, a hundred turns, a hundred turns, in vain, you boast that you are heroic and cautious, and your true character is actually so arrogant and reckless, this meat ball has no special way to trigger, as long as it is damaged, it will trigger the big array he has engraved in the past few days!

That is the immortal king of his blood clan who has been famous for a long time, as early as a thousand years ago, he has been promoted to the realm of the Formation Dao Grandmaster, with his handwriting, once it is successfully launched, it can easily reverse the chaos of Gusu City, transfer it to the vast starry sky, and take it at will!

Dracula, Tacit Yun, Supreme King and Formation Path Grandmaster, Dracula. The greatest and most powerful prince of the blood clan in Zi'an's eyes, whether it is his own combat power or his formation path attainments, is by no means not a Wuji sect master, this hairy boy who has practiced for less than a hundred years can be compared!

Everything in the world seems to stop at this moment, Dracula. Zi'an held his breath and stared at the broken ball of meat, waiting with anticrative anticipation for the terrifying apocalypse of the human race to come and destroy the hope of the future of the human race.

And he, Dracula. Zi'an, the marquis of the blood clan, can return to the embrace of the great blood god!

However, the time of a cup of tea passed quietly, and Gusu City was still Gusu City, an ancient city that had existed for a long time without moving, as if it had long been rooted in this land, and nothing could shake it.

"Impossible!"

Dracula. Zi'an's eyes were full of blood and tears, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Summer insects can't talk about ice, well frogs can't talk about the sea, there is nothing impossible in the world, only you can't do it and can't imagine it."

Baizhuan looked indifferent, with pity in his eyes, and said: "You must know that ten years can see spring and autumn, a hundred years can prove birth, old age, sickness and death, a thousand years can be a sigh of the rise and fall of the dynasty, ten thousand years can see the stars shifting, the so-called immortal mansion has to go to dusk, this world is ancient times, it is the era of my human race, not the era of your ten thousand races to dominate, you use the ancient vision, to spy on and deny my ancient human race, after millions of years today, there is no vision to keep pace with the times, I am afraid that it is still not enough than the well frog."

"Don't get too complacent, I ......"

Dracula. Zi'an's voice was resentful, and he wanted to use the last trace of strength in this life to issue the most vicious curse in the world, but Bai Zhuan did not give him this opportunity, stretched out his foot and stomped on it, there was a terrifying turmoil, and the former's body instantly turned into ashes!

Bai Zhuan looked up at the sky, looking at the blue sky in the sky, his eyes seemed to cross the starry sky, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Zi'an is dead."

Far away from the terrass of terllions of miles away from the land of the human race, above a huge ancient star of life, in a dark black gorgeous coffin, a cold voice suddenly sounded, without the slightest emotion.

"The words of the Terran Secret Son cannot be trusted, and the Sea Clan is also a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp who have done nothing, and they have broken a chess piece of my blood clan in vain, but it also confirms the weight of the Wuji Sect Master, hum, Wuji ......"

The gorgeous coffin board was lifted, and a humanoid figure sat up from the coffin, he was hazy, hidden in the darkness, so that people could not peek into his reality and appearance, he looked at the direction of the earth in the human world, for a long, long time, and a fierce light burst out in his eyes.

"Great Grandmaster of the Formation Dao, good means!"

After a few moments, the figure lay back in the coffin, and the ornate coffin board immediately closed automatically, and everything returned to its original state, and then, his voice came out of the coffin, echoing in the void, and the echo did not dissipate for a long time.

"Sure enough, there is no void under the fame, and it is worthy of the existence of the young emperor who was known as the young emperor back then, but it is hard to imagine that his attainments in this aspect of the formation path are so high, the great master of the formation path, looking at the entire human race, is extremely rare, at such an age, he has the power to kill the king, I am afraid that it can be compared to the former Xihuang!"

"In this era of the human race, is the destiny of heaven in Wuji? There is the Wuji Sect Master first, and then there is the gifted Holy Soul, with such a rhythm, I am afraid that it can reproduce the extremely glorious years of the Wuji Sect and the first life of the year. ”

The ancient star of life where the blood clan was entrenched, countless pitch-black coffins were opened, and the figures with blood-gled eyes sat down and got up, looking at the human race star boundary, their eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and they all carried a touch of deep resentment.

Wuji Sect, a human clan sect with a deep grudge against their blood clan, the Wuji ancestor of the year started from the end of the micro, but it seems to have gathered all the destiny of the world, and he has overcome all the thorns and thorns along the way, killing the entire blood clan generation.

Slaughtered nine blood kings in the body of the emperor realm, and killed three emperors in the emperor realm, one of them was the only son of the blood emperor, and half a foot stepped into the supreme imperial road, which was the only time that the blood clan was expected to be in the same era as the two emperors, but in the end it was buried under the sword of the Wuji Ancestor.

After ascending to the Supreme Emperor Realm, Wuji Ancestor became more and more unforgiving, forcing out the Blood Emperor who was old and weak at that time, and was about to come to the end of his life, the two sides fought, and a battle broke out that shook the heavens and all worlds, and in the end, it was the Blood Emperor who lost half a move, and was cut off one hand and one foot, and in the second year after this battle, Wuji Ancestor forged the Wuji Sword that made all races palpitate, a sword frost and cold nineteen realms!

According to legend, the hilt of the Infinity Sword is made of the leg bone of the Blood Emperor!

It was an incomparably humiliating history of the blood clan, compared to the end of ancient times, it was even more humiliating to be expelled by the Suiren clan a hundred times more, and every blood clan made an oath on the day of adulthood, if there is a chance in the future, they will destroy the Wuji Sect, destroy the Wuji Sword, and recapture the remains of the former emperor!

"Which day won't be too long, Wuji Sect, enjoy the days before the end comes."

In the depths of the Starry Sky of the Blood Clan, a suffocating and terrifying aura flashed away, and the grand voice contained endless killing intent and ruthlessness.

Feeling this breath, more blood clan people lifted the coffin, looked awe-struck, and threw themselves to the ground in the depths of the ancient star, bowing and worshiping, that is the greatest existence of their blood clan in this world, the great supreme who can lead the blood clan in the future and wash away the shame, and the best and most talented descendant of the blood god!

"Bloodline......"

On the endless sea, the Wuji Sect Master stood on the waves, his heroic and handsome face was still full of anger, his green shirt was stained with blood, his immortal qi was magnificent, and his edge was sharp, like a supreme sword that could cut the sky and break the sea, and under his feet, there were pieces of huge severed limbs, which also exuded a terrifying royal aura, as if it could destroy the city and the ground.

Elder Wuji Zongwei was side by side with him, the battle intent in his eyes was extremely hot, like an invincible fierce god, such a scene, it was obvious that he had just experienced a tragic king battle.

"The Infinite Way will continue in our hands, and it will last forever, and anyone or alien who wants to destroy it will not be on me unless it has been stepped on me!"

Elder Wei's face was cold, like an iceberg for ten thousand years, he looked around the void, and his voice was extremely indifferent: "The Seventy-two Heavenly Passes of the Eastern Wilderness, two of which were opened up by the Blood Clan, and in the next hundred years, I will visit them one by one!"