Unconsciously, the black-robed man had already approached the shield guarding Yizhu, and for a moment his face showed a hint of smugness, and he stretched out his palm and quickly slapped it towards the lid.

At this moment, the others were also a little nervous, and they stared at the Yizhu people in front of them with burning eyes.

Suddenly!

There was a crisp sound, and I saw that the barrier guarding Yizhu suddenly trembled, and then disappeared with a swish.

"Disappeared?" The Emir who watched from behind was suddenly surprised, and the Emir even dodged and flew towards Yizhu's location, if Yizhu died, he would definitely immediately take all the treasures in Yizhu's hands.

however

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a blood-colored red light was seen, which instantly enveloped the black-robed man.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared, and before the black-robed man could react, the protective barrier was opened again, and at the same time, Yizhu held the knife on the black-robed man's neck with a smile.

"Bastard!" Seeing this, Elmi slapped the shield angrily, where would he have thought that Yizhu was not dead at all, and was waiting for their people to approach and ambush their people.

"You bastard, despicable little imp, hurry up and release Lao Tzu's men, and this king can leave you a whole corpse!"

He found that he still underestimated Yizhu, looking at Yizhu's current physical condition, there was no sign of poisoning at all, which showed that Yizhu really had the blood demon lost his soul and was relieved, and his almost invincible shield really made several people out of reach.

Even if you exert all your strength, as long as you can't break the shield in front of you, no matter how strong your strength is, it's useless.

At this moment, in front of Yizhu, there was an angry alien monk standing, if his eyes could kill, Yizhu would probably have been killed countless times.

"Looking for something to die!" When did the black-robed alien powerhouse who was caught by Yizhu suffer such humiliation, and the monk who was in his own distraction realm was actually taken down by a Jindan realm mole ant, the more the latter thought about it, the more angry he became, and suddenly roared, instantly breaking free from Yizhu's confinement, and at the same time roaring towards Yizhu's head with a palm.

"Black Flame Burning Sky Fire!"

Looking at the black-robed monk who was thunderous, Yizhu smiled slightly, and with a loud shout, a huge black flame was instantly released from his body, and the black flame instantly enveloped the black-robed man in this narrow space.

The black-robed man's palm hit Yizhu's body, Yizhu took half a step back, his face turned slightly red, and he looked at the few people outside the shield without fear.

At this moment, the black-robed man who was scorched by the black flames was wrapped in this strange flame, letting out a terrible scream, holding his head and stringing around.

With Yizhu's current realm, the power of the Black Flame Burning Sky Fire is no longer what it used to be, and a small Distraction Realm cultivator will definitely not be able to resist the Black Flame Incineration.

After half a ring, the black-robed man's voice was much quieter, Yizhu could clearly feel the scorching temperature around him and the unpleasant smell of meat, and the corner of the latter's mouth instantly showed a sneer, and said disdainfully: "If you still want to fight with me in my territory, you are really looking for death." ”

Then, Yizhu's eyes fell on the black-clothed man who was only a pile of waste residue left, Yizhu took a deep breath and muttered secretly: "It's almost." ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, Yizhu's heart moved, and the black flame that shrouded the man in black was instantly taken back by him.

Just as Yizhu was about to inspect the loot, a drop of scarlet and bewitching blood suddenly appeared in front of him.

The latter waved his hand, and the drop of blood suddenly appeared in his palm.

The power contained in a single drop of blood shocked Yizhu.

"What kind of blood is this? Could it be that this is what it can make those aliens ignore the suppression of the formation?" Yizhu stared at the scarlet blood with burning eyes.

He could feel that this drop of blood contained an extremely domineering force.

Even, when the Shura bloodline in Yizhu's body felt the power of this drop of blood, it began to become restless, and for a while, Yizhu's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, wanting to swallow this drop of scarlet blood.

Yizhu shook his head violently, came to his senses in an instant, and said in surprise: "Such a domineering blood, how can it make my Shura Ancestor Emperor blood so excited?"

A drop of blood can make a high-level monk ignore the power suppression of this ancient formation, and this blood is really not simple.

But what exactly is this thing with blood?

Seeing Yizhu staring at the drop of blood so intently.

Several alien monks who were observing outside the formation also became nervous at this moment.

This is the treasure of the alien race, what has been left from the blood pool, and it is with this blood that they have the power to resist the formation.

Looking at Yizhu's eyes, could it be that this son knows this blood?

At this moment, Yizhu didn't know what the alien monks outside were thinking, he looked at the drop of blood in his palm seriously, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and an irresistible impulse continued to be tyrannical in Yizhu's mind.

For a while, Yizhu was a little hesitant whether he wanted to swallow this drop of blood.

In case it has strange side effects, it will not be good, and the power contained in this drop of blood is too domineering, so strong that Yizhu has a feeling of uncontrollability, and in case of side effects, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yizhu stared at this drop of blood for a long time, and was a little hesitant for a while.

This time to assassinate Yizhu, Elmi prepared a total of two hundred drops of blood for the elders of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect', and the method of using this drop of blood is also to devour it directly, Yizhu's cultivation is originally the Jindan Realm, even if he swallows this drop of blood, it is estimated that there will be no change in his body, thinking of this, Emir's mind is also slightly relaxed.

After another half a cup of tea, a touch of firmness flashed in Yizhu's eyes, when did he become so submissive, isn't it just a drop of blood, no matter how strong he can be.

After figuring it out, Yizhu took a deep breath, and with a wave of his hand, the drop of blood was suddenly swallowed by him.

At the moment of entrance, the Shura veins in Yizhu's body suddenly boiled, like boiling water, surging and chaotic.

"What does this feel like?" Yizhu's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look, and he clearly felt that that drop of blood was actually fused with his Shura bloodline.

Moreover, the two bloodlines seem to be of the same origin, is it not accurate to say that the blood should also be under the surrender of Vino and his own blood?

"Impossible, could it be that these people of the alien race are using the blood of the most ancient monks of the Shura clan. For a while, Yizhu was dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe his idea.

If this is the case, then did the ancestors of the Shura clan have some kind of relationship with these foreign races?

What is the relationship between the alien race and the Shura race, for this reason, I am afraid that only when I enter the desolate land and see the owner of the so-called 'Dust Ascending Immortal Pagoda', can I understand the truth.

For a while, Yizhu fell into a deep state of contemplation.

At this moment, Yizhu only felt light, and an extremely domineering force rolled in his meridians, even breaking through a certain kind of restraint.

"What's the situation?" Yizhu exclaimed in surprise when he felt the abnormal movement in his body, and there was a mysterious power around him, which had a vivid resemblance to the will to kill that he had comprehended.

Could it be that he has comprehended a new will, why don't he have a trace of the feeling that he can exert this will?

For a while, Yizhu's whole mind was in a state of confusion, and his mind was suddenly full of doubts, he really couldn't figure out what had just happened to his body, and what was going on with that force, what was the situation.

Whew!

Suddenly, a blood-colored beam of light suddenly appeared in Yizhu's sea of knowledge, and the blinking kung fu blood light slowly condensed into a figure, this scene made Yizhu take a big jump, and his figure couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Who are you?" saw this, Yizhu exclaimed, while staring coldly at the figure with both eyes.

In front of him was a phantom figure of a middle-aged man, who looked to be around fifty years old, wearing blood-colored armor and a heroic posture.

His sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like a knife, and the whole person exudes an aura of dominating heaven and earth.

Although it is only a phantom, it exudes an unrivaled momentum, which can break through the nine heavens and step on the nine shadows, and even the heaven and earth seem extremely small in front of him.

Even if it is compared to those so-called Immortal Venerables, the momentum of this middle-aged man does not have to be weaker than them.

In just an instant, Yizhu's face became extremely pale, if it weren't for his unusually firm will, it was estimated that he would not even be able to stand steadily.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yizhu indifferently, and suddenly the man's eyes instantly flashed with golden light: "You, why do you see you, it makes me feel like I want to surrender!

Hearing the man's words, Yizhu frowned slightly, although the middle-aged man's phantom was powerful, it did make him feel a sense of familiarity, and even a feeling of meeting relatives, the middle-aged man contained the same aura as him.

The most important thing is that the middle-aged man's words made Yizhu's expression move.

He quickly calmed down, took a deep breath and said, "Junior Yizhu, I am a monk from the Purple Cloud Continent, but the blood flowing in my body seems to be inextricably linked with my seniors. ”

"Monk of the Purple Cloud Continent, your bloodline, who is your father. Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, his brows tightened, and then he looked up at the sky, as if he was caught in a distant memory.

Hearing the man ask about his father, Yizhu also fell into a slight sadness, his bloodline was given by his father, but if he was asked about his father, even he was not very clear, he couldn't say that his father was just a hunter hunting in the mountains, even if he said it, he didn't necessarily believe it.

Seeing Yizhu's expression, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said lightly: "You don't know who your father is?"

"It seems that nothing can escape the eyes of the seniors, if the juniors say that my father is just an ordinary person, will the seniors believe it?" Yizhu said in a low voice.

I may not believe it if it weren't for you, but your appearance can clearly tell me that your father wants to be an ordinary person.

In the eyes of the Shura clan, when there is no word love, their life is only for war! Once they are in love, even if the world has nothing to do with me, but these Yizhu don't know, and no one will tell him this, since a powerful Shura clan has love in his heart, being an ordinary person may be something he dreams of all his life.

After listening to the middle-aged man, for a while, Yizhu was quietly stunned, and the figures of his father and mother appeared in his mind from time to time.

"Little guy, I feel the future of my clan from your blood, you are the hope of my clan, no, you should say that you are the hope of this continent, this world is not as simple as your eyes see. ”

Hearing the man's words, Yizhu slowly came back to his senses from his memories and asked puzzledly: "The ancestors said that my clan is the Shura clan?"

"That's right! You have the strongest bloodline of my Shura clan flowing in your body, I don't know why this bloodline appeared on you, and the man with this bloodline was already the strongest person before the era, he disappeared for a long time, and it is also the memory of my clan. Live well, grow up hard, and don't let down the blood flowing in your body!" The middle-aged man's expression became solemn as he spoke, and his eyes looking at Yizhu were also full of hope.

At the same time as the words fell, the man lowered his head slightly, perhaps thinking of something.

Seeing this scene, Yizhu did not bother, and waited quietly for the middle-aged man, a touch of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, the middle-aged man came back to his senses, sighed deeply, and said, "My clan has disappeared for 10,000 years, and this world can still breathe for so long, it's good." ”

After listening to the Zhongnan man's words, Yizhu looked at the middle-aged man strangely, and wondered in his heart, should the Purple Cloud Continent be destroyed within 10,000 years?

In Yizhu's memory, the biggest war in the Purple Cloud Continent happened 10,000 years ago, although it was suppressed by the Shura clan and those countless hermit ancestors at that time, it doesn't mean that this continent will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Yizhu quickly came back to his senses, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said in surprise: "Could this person be the predecessor of the Shura clan who once resisted foreign races?

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's gaze fell on Yizhu again, to be precise, it should have fallen on Yizhu's hand, and the latter was slightly surprised: "Where did the knife in your hand come from?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, Yizhu raised the knife in his hand blankly and replied casually: "This is what my parents left me, don't my predecessors know this knife?"

"Know this knife, haha, know this knife! Do I know this knife? This knife makes me more jealous than your blood, no, no, it should be fear, little one, you can do it." For a while, the middle-aged man seemed to be crazy, talking to himself, laughing loudly, and his face showed a look of remembrance from time to time.

Although Yizhu didn't know what he wanted to express, just by looking at his eyes, he knew that this person would definitely not harm himself.