The Sacred Land was full of blood, and Wei Long was really a little red-eyed, and he found that the seriousness of the problem was beyond imagination.

The significance of this city is that the Pantheon heritage is more complete!

The appearance of a divine descendant directly crossed the three steps of qi and blood, divine light, and life fire required by the monk, and the consumption was reduced to half a drop of divine blood.

What's even more terrifying is that the talent test before absorbing the divine blood transformation can discover the attributes that are most suitable for them!

Although the personalities of those new gods are also changing, their negative impact has been greatly reduced, and they still retain a large degree of sanity and restraint.

If one day, the divine blood required for transformation is reduced again, and it can be spread

"Die for me! Vulnerable strength, where can you be such a waste, did you grow up eating waste snacks?"

Wei Long killed a high-ranking god again with a punch, refining a drop of true god's blood, and screamed, "Boom! I, Wang Xiaochuan, opened up the path of blood cultivation, refined all blood, and gave me a !! to death."

Wei Long wielded a butcher's knife half-truthfully.

Only the superior gods can withstand the power of his blow, those god sons and god descendants, as soon as they die, they will be a large piece, turning into a large amount of divine blood, and those ordinary people who have been brainwashed, he directly erases their existence.

The members of the Protoss who were still angry at him were only crying at the moment, showing their true colors.

It is no longer about good and evil, but about the road.

Wei Long has an average IQ, but he has a certain brain, he can't deceive himself, and there is no need to deceive himself.

Thirty years of garrisoning Luquan County have already tempered his courage, made him happy and angry, and made him a killer without mercy.

The Hallow is in shambles.

This is a place of peace, a place of peace.

The Pantheon attaches great importance to the Sacred Land, a testing field, with a variety of resources tilted.

The people who lived in it had never considered that those rituals that tested their talents and transformed their divine blood were worth as much as the gods and demons and kings, and the resources they obtained were almost unlimited.

It's not just a corner of the place.

"Why is this happening?" Mu Qingshan stared at this scene blankly.

With his fire-like eyes, he could clearly see that the short and fat blood demon in the sky had killed Yuan Fei with one punch, and he also saw that an elder stepped forward and was directly killed.

Since Mu Qingshan became a godborn, he has never seen a truly powerful monk.

He naturally didn't understand how strong the best of this group that had been screened layer by layer and faced the threat of desolate beasts was!

Destroying the city, there is no one enemy, whether it is a god descendant, a god son, a true god, or even a person at the peak of the true god who stands in front of the blood demon, it is only a relationship of one or two punches.

The bloodshed that swept the world made Mu Qingshan kick out of breath.

Don't dare to move!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, it was a substantial death threat, and he saw that his son, who had just become a godborn, had now changed to Lu Tian's green-blooded godline, and the street where he was located was directly shattered by a punch, refining dozens of drops of true godblood.

The man was terrifying.

It's terrifying.

The earth was shaking, and the room where his old father had been imprisoned was torn apart.

An old man flashed through the crack, the doubt in his eyes turned into shock, and he looked at the blood-colored figure in the distance that walked step by step, from shock to joy.

"Let's all die!" the old man grinned, but his tone was a little sad, "From now on, the enemies of my human race are no longer just wild beasts, but also pantheons hidden in the shadows. ”

The old man looked at his own son, a fool who had forgotten his surname and race, and said, "See, this is the genius of my human race, the strongest man who can only be achieved by hardship and hardship, and it is by no means something that can be achieved by taking shortcuts." ”

"We're all going to die. Mu Qingshan looked at the blood demon-like figure, that kind of terrifying coercion.

He tried to escape, but found that he couldn't even move his feet, so he could only scream.

Looking at his father, who was still moving, "You tell him that you are a monk, save your son!"

The old man didn't speak, his posture was as upright as an old pine, as if he had joined the Great Yan Iron Army when he was young.

Rumble!

Wei Long's blood-colored fist swept through the streets, cleaning everything and washing away all the betrayal, sorrow and suffering.

"No one here survived. In the depths of Wei Long's blood-red eyes, a trace of sadness flashed.

Then he laughed wildly, "Trash, you are all garbage, you are only worthy of being the nourishment of my Wang Xiaochuan's cultivation path, everyone will die, all of them will die!"

Wei Long killed from the east of the city to the west of the city, and from the south of the city to the north of the city.

At first, there was resistance, but then, only screaming and fleeing.

Unable to resist, too fierce.

The shrine is destroyed, the temple is destroyed.

Someone tried to raise a large formation, but was destroyed by a single punch.

Someone tried to beg for mercy, but the answer was death.

The sacred land, after thirty years of cleaning, selection, and cultivation, there are very few monks like the old man.

Even if it was the old man, Wei Long also killed him.

Everything in front of him is too amazing, he wants to echo the character of 'Wang Xiaochuan', and he can't have the slightest hesitation.

All of them are going to die!

"That's the devil!" shouted a god descendant and a god son, "What about the god king? Only the god king can stop his steps, don't kill too much! We are the god race, why should we suffer such a great calamity, why?"

The god son of the Bright God Clan, who has a really good personality, shouted.

She couldn't imagine that they were just fighting with the world in the Holy Land, and they would suffer such a great calamity?!

Why!

Wei Long slaughtered everything, and he had absorbed an unknown amount of divine blood, and the sacred land was a city composed of prepared gods, gods, gods, and true gods.

In the past thirty years, countless resources have poured into it, dozens of true gods, thousands of divine sons, and 100,000 divine descendants.

This is a city that the human race can't imagine, and everyone is at least a reserve life wheel, and those over thirteen years old are at least life wheels.

Countless divine blood merged into Wei Long's blood shadow, and in fact, it turned into his nourishment.

Since the realm of gods and demons, it was the first time that Wei Long had absorbed divine blood on such a large scale after thirty years of catastrophe.

Surging body energy, surging metamorphosis factors, and distortion factors.

The birth of the 'Wuji Bone Script' is the great achievement, and Wei Long feels that the transformation factor has no effect.

In fact, this is not the case at all!

After those divine blood entered the body, the aberration factor was no longer erased, but was directly absorbed by the 'Infinite Bone Script', just like the Mighty Bone Script in the past.

Infinite bones, infinite power, really too terrifying, with the same power as all rivers.

A variety of attribute distortion factors, stimulating Wuji bone!

The bones of Wei Long's body were pervasive, and the nutrients were completely absorbed. In particular, the ability of 'Infinite Force' to restrain almost all attributes has been further improved.

Infinite power, invincible power.

It is no longer necessary to erase the distortion factor as before, but to directly collect it for its own use.

Wei Long was so powerful that there was no change in the slightest.

"My Infinite God and Demon Body seems to be even more powerful than I thought. ”

Wei Long had a lot of thoughts, and after he walked to the gods and demons, Yu Zhenyi did not ask for it, what he wanted was to be sanctified in the flesh.

The gods and demons are the foundation.

Wei Long had been improving his cultivation before, but now he seemed to have seen the forbidden path of gods and demons!

The forbidden path of gods and demons is different from the forbidden life wheel of Jindan.

The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to go to the extreme, and only a few geniuses can get to this point.

And Wei Long has a little talent and an invincible heart, so he slowly spied into this step.

"Constantly stimulate the transformation of gods and demons, and go to the extreme of strength. ”

Wei Long's self-restraint ability was very strong, and when he came to this point, he looked at it in a blink of an eye, and in just a quarter of an hour, there were no more living people in the Holy Land and the Holy City.

Countless palaces have collapsed, and the original paradise has become like hell.

There was a river of blood, and the corpses were barely intact.

Everyone died, it was a massacre.

"When I killed you, I was actually helping you. This sacred place is not a happy land, but a city of sin that has been forged by sucking the efforts of countless sacrificed martyrs of the human race. ”

Wei Long's short and fat body walked out of the collapsed ruins, his face was expressionless, and he could only say these words in his heart: "When we resisted the catastrophe, you have undergone a qualitative change, this is a betrayal! The human race should not forget its own bloodline, this road may be difficult, but it is not a reason to give up!"

If the Pantheon really did it generously, Wei Long would not say anything.

If he could persuade the dynasty to come up with an explicit order, he wouldn't say anything.

At least he won't say anything until he grows up.

This is the world where the power belongs to itself, the strength is strong, and the right to speak is hard enough.

But when Dayan, when the Southern Wilderness fell into a catastrophe, countless people died in it!

Those gods and demons who were obviously able to protect themselves wisely burned themselves without hesitation.

In order to protect, everyone is willing to die.

In the hinterland of Dayan, in the past 30 years, he has taken advantage of such an opportunity to establish this city and nourish this land.

No matter what the purpose is, no matter how many reasons, Wei Long will not allow it!

Because this is Dayan, he used to pay for it.

He wants to uphold justice for the seniors and brothers who protect the human race, as well as countless soldiers and monks.

Hold the dark light and move forward bravely.

"This is the land I guard. Wei Long shook his robe and suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Maintaining a crazy attitude, he roared wildly, "In the land of a city, there is no enemy who is united, looking at it, why are they all weak chickens, it is really strange, strange! Garbage! Garbage! My Wang Xiaochuan is a god, and I will always be a god! A real god!"

"No!" A figure shrouded in spiritual light, tens of thousands of miles away, felt something.

Ling Xin's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

The spirit god king's spiritual power skyrocketed, and he directly split the void, crossing thousands of miles with secret techniques, and arriving almost instantaneously.

A long shadow of spiritual light streaked across the sky.

He just walked for a moment, why did this happen!

"God King?" Wei Long felt how amazing, when that spiritual light just rose, that tyrannical emotion was directly captured by him.

He laughed, "Is this the God-King? I'm like I'm going to test the power of the God-King's arrival." ”

Wei Long's body bones exploded, he had already touched the threshold of the forbidden gods and demons, and the huge amount of god and demon qi was injected into the blood crystal of the life palace, which was very amazing.

He was impassioned and arrogant.

Suddenly, his complexion changed suddenly, "Why am I here? Am I out of control again? I'm killing again!"

Wei Long seemed to be incredulous, and he was very deep in the play.

He left a shadow in his place, and more than a dozen blood shadows galloped away from the place where he was, galloping in all directions, spanning thousands of miles with one breath. Slightly worse than the God King, "I've killed enough today, so I'll spare your life as the God King." ”

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