With such an attack, Xiao Chuyun didn't have time to make a defense, and even if the bloodline was split, the demon dragon bloodline let out an angry roar, and then turned into a cyan blood mist and dissipated into the air.

"Kill!" In the next second, Ying Zhaolong controlled his bloodline and rushed towards Xiao Chuyun.

Under the control of the bloodline, the combat power exerted by that spiritual power was very terrifying, a knife was slashed, the space was distorted, Xiao Chuyun controlled the Eight Burning Swords to block, and as a result, even the people with the swords were shocked and flew out.

Xiao Chuyun controlled his body in mid-air, and after he landed, scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's funny, I've never seen blood like this. Xiao Chuyun's tongue licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

And at this time, he controlled the blood pulse to kill, and Xiao Chuyun dodged everywhere.

"Don't hide. He sneered, and then, under his control, the phantom slashed at Xiao Chuyun again.

Xiao Chuyun once again controlled the Eight Burning Swords to block, and then was shocked out again.

And this time he was shocked away, he was not injured at all, and landed very lightly.

When Ying Zhaolong still wanted to control the bloodline to hunt down Xiao Chuyun.

The corners of Xiao Chuyun's mouth hooked slightly, and then he pinched the magic trick and shouted softly: "Pulse Flame, Qi!"

"Peng!"

The moment the words fell, three colors of pulse flames surged out from his dantian.

Immediately, under Xiao Chuyun's control, the pulse flame instantly enveloped Ying Zhaolong's bloodline phantom.

"Whew!"

Under the incineration of the three vein flames, the bloodline phantom let out a wail.

"Hey, three different colors of pulse?"

Those alchemists from the outside world who watched this battle all widened their eyes when they saw Xiao Chuyun mobilize their own pulse flames, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Incredible. Yao Yun's two eyes were staring at the three colors of pulse flames, and his pupils were full of scorching brilliance.

"Transform!" Under their gaze, Xiao Chuyun's shouts echoed in the void, and in an instant, Ying Zhaolong's bloodline was incinerated into nothingness.

Ying Zhaolong screamed at the same time, and retreated some distance behind him with a face full of pain.

"I kind of know, the reason why you left is your bloodline, right?" Xiao Chuyun smiled indifferently.

He had indeed never seen the bloodline that could use a spirit weapon, and this was the first time he had encountered it.

Moreover, if such a bloodline is combined with a spiritual weapon, it is very terrifying.

However, for something like bloodline, which has no real form, flame is their best nemesis, which is an advantage of being an alchemist.

Now, Ying Zhaolong's strongest bloodline has been defeated by Xiao Chuyun, and Xiao Chuyun decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He controlled the pulse flames, and the three veins condensed into a three-headed angry dragon, and swept towards the Ying Zhaolong at the same time.

As soon as Ying Zhaolong bit the root of his teeth, he hurriedly released his spiritual power to resist.

The sound of melting sounded, and the spiritual power he released couldn't resist Xiao Chuyun's pulse flame at all, and in an instant, his spiritual power was incinerated and then the three pulse flames released by Xiao Chuyun wrapped around him.

"Burn!" Xiao Chuyun shouted angrily, and then the temperature of the three pulse flames continued to increase, and the surrounding space was burned and distorted.

Ying Zhaolong's screams echoed in the void, very poignant.

"Break!" In the end, he shouted angrily, and the pulse flame released by Xiao Chuyun was immediately dispersed on the spot.

The clothes on Ying Zhaolong's body have been burned, and hideous blood vessels can be clearly seen on his body.

He stared at Xiao Chuyun's eyes dripping blood, and said fiercely: "You are actually still an alchemist, if it weren't for this, you wouldn't be able to help me." ”

Xiao Chuyun's identity as an alchemist is only very few people.

Therefore, Ying Zhaolong did not calculate at all that Xiao Chuyun would use pulse flames to incinerate his bloodline.

"Without the power of the bloodline to fight, you are not much stronger than the others. Xiao Chuyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "How about giving you a chance?" admit defeat and get out of here." ”

"Boom. Who knows, as soon as Xiao Chuyun's words sounded, Ying Zhaolong sneered fiercely, and then his body trembled violently.

He didn't look afraid, Xiao Chuyun saw excitement in him.

"I haven't taken out the fun stuff yet, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Ying Zhaolong responded to Xiao Chuyun, which made Xiao Chuyun curious, and he didn't know what else was reflected in the reflection.

"Take it out, I'll have fun with you. Xiao Chuyun waved his hand, and three veins floated behind him.

Immediately, under his gaze, Ying Zhaolong suddenly pinched the spell, and then his heart beat suddenly, the speed was very fast, and the sound was like playing a drum.

Xiao Chuyun was far away, and he could hear a very loud heartbeat, which really shocked him.

And, under his gaze, countless hideous blood vessels appeared on Ying Zhaolong's body, and his face became hideous, and green tendons appeared.

Immediately, Ying Zhaolong pinched the magic technique, and his dantian shone brightly.

Immediately, three dazzling pulses appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

And among the three veins, it can be seen very clearly that there are three coffins.

As long as you look closely, you can see the coffin, which makes Xiao Chuyun very surprised, why would someone put such a thing in his dantian.

"Come out!" Ying Zhaolong pinched the magic technique, and in an instant, with a roar, three coffins flew out of his dantian whirlpool.

Then, his spiritual power continued to pour into the coffin, and when the coffin was opened, even three corpses appeared in front of Xiao Chuyun.

The aura released by each corpse was very strong.

The corpse in the middle, the breath released was the Palm Soul Realm.

The corpse on the left, the aura released was a high-level Wing Realm.

The corpse on the right, the aura released was the middle level of the Wing Realm.

When he saw this, Xiao Chuyun's eyes widened and said, "Put these dead people on you, and you are not afraid of bad luck?"

"Hmph, dead man?" Ying Zhaolong responded to Xiao Chuyun's words with deep disdain.

Immediately, his body trembled, and immediately a large hole suddenly burst in his heart, and immediately countless thick blood vessels grew rapidly and rushed out, entering the bodies of the three corpses in full view of everyone.

At that moment, the eyes of the three corpses suddenly opened.

Not only that, but the huge wings behind them suddenly opened, and the three figures rose into the air.

At this moment, Xiao Chuyun saw very well that the three corpses, whose skin was originally without a trace of blood, had actually regained its healthy ruddyness, and the aura they released was exactly the same as their cultivation before their death.

"What's going on?

When Xiao Chuyun felt this, even though his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

It's no different from the resurrection of the dead.

"Alchemy in the Dark Medicine Master Realm!" At this moment, Moon Mei stood up, her eyes locked on Aiying Zhaolong's body, and at the same time she sent a message to Xiao Chuyun, saying, "Be careful." ”

Xiao Chuyun's scalp is numb, such a scene is too impactful, ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!]