The Four True Blood Ancestors didn't notice that Wang Hanzhong's small movements, his attention, .

Netherworld stared at Zhao Rui tightly, and when Zhao Rui approached a certain distance, he pinched a handprint and swiped it in the air

I saw that the originally thin and some blood mist suddenly churned, like boiling water, with a "gurgling" sound.

A large amount of blood mist began to gather in several places quickly, and quickly condensed. In the end, these blood mist actually formed nine. A blood tornado tens of meters long!

"Demon Blood Nine Dragons Kill!"

The Nether Blood Ancestor suddenly shouted and pointed at Zhao Rui.

The nine blood dragon scrolls, like nine huge blood dragons, roared and rushed towards Zhao Rui.

The air in the blood pool fluctuated, and these nine blood tornadoes rotated rapidly, and the degree became faster and faster, and the blood water and blood mist in the blood pool were all involved, and the speed was large, and the power was extremely amazing.

Wait for these nine. The blood dragon scroll, from nine different directions, rushed to Zhao Rui, their volume swelled several times!

Zhao Rui was surrounded by the blood dragon scroll of the nine giant doctors, and although he had not yet touched it, Zhao Rui had clearly felt the terrifying power contained in the blood dragon scroll.

The powerful suction, with the momentum of discharging mountains to the sea, gushed out from the whirlpool of the blood tornado, pulling Zhao Rui from all different directions, and there were almost signs of splitting Zhao Rui's five horses.

Zhao Rui felt that his body seemed to be torn apart, and under the effect of these blood tornadoes, his body kept swinging back and forth.

The power of this blood tornado is indeed extremely terrifying, once he is inhaled, I am afraid that it will be immediately shattered!

However, even if he is not inhaled, if this situation continues, he will be quite unfavorable, and the increasing tearing force will tear him apart completely!

When Wang Han saw this, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

He was not mistaken, Zhao Rui was indeed not the opponent of the Netherworld Blood Ancestor. This time, there was no one to rescue. Zhao Rui is definitely dead!

His smile disappeared from his face before he had time, and at this moment, Zhao Rui suddenly shouted, and the Eight Desolation Axe slashed down with lightning with the power of ten thousand jun!

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar suddenly rang out, and the rolling waves of air spread in all directions.

This time, the Eight Desolation Axe did not cut out a spatial crack, but forcefully, blasting out a huge hole with a diameter of hundreds of meters in space!

The spatial turbulence was like a huge wave, surging out, dragging the nine blood tornadoes into the spatial cracks!

The Nether Blood Ancestor's face changed suddenly, he originally thought that his immortal art could kill Zhao Rui!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rui actually broke his blood dragon scroll easily!

He didn't know how Zhao Rui could become so powerful in just a few days!

The divine envoy Wang Han was even more frightened, Zhao Rui's strength was far beyond his imagination. Unexpectedly, even the Netherworld Blood Ancestor was not Zhao Rui's opponent.

Once the Nether Blood Ancestor is defeated, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape death!

The more Wang Han thought about it, the more frightened he became, he couldn't care about the Netherworld Blood Ancestor anymore, and turned around and headed out of the blood pool. Rush with all your might, hoping to escape from this place.

The Blood Ancestor of the Nether Blood Ancestor spurted blood flames in his eyes, and said angrily: "Bastard who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he actually abandoned his master at a critical time, he really deserves to die!"

Before the words fell, he raised his hand, and a bloody flame shot out from his palm, instantly enveloping Wang Han.

Wang Han screamed miserably, and the whole person was burning, and he was soon burned to the ground, leaving no trace.

He did not die in the hands of Zhao Rui, but was killed by his master, the Netherworld Blood Ancestor.

The Nether Blood Ancestor got rid of Wang Han and asked Zhao Rui, "Zhao Rui, your strength is obviously not as good as mine, but how can you become so powerful in such a short period of time?"

Zhao Rui shook the magic axe in his hand: "Because I got this treasure." ”

"Eight Desolation Axes!" The Nether Blood Ancestor exclaimed, "You actually got this ancient treasure! It's not gone for thousands of years, how could you get it!"

"I naturally have my own way!" Zhao Rui said lightly.

The Nether Blood Ancestor stared at the Eight Desolation Axes in Zhao Rui's hand, and the expression on his face changed.

He hated Zhao Rui to the core, and he wished he could crush Zhao Rui.

However, the magic weapon of the Ancient Overlord Eight Barbarian Dragons in Zhao Rui's hand was too terrifying, and his chances of winning were really very slim.

The Nether Blood Ancestor thought about it for a moment, and raised his hand. released a large thick blood mist, disrupting Zhao Rui's vision, and then turned around and fled.

"Want to escape?" Zhao Rui raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He threw the Eight Desolate Axes into the air. The Eight Desolation Axes flew straight into the air, and suddenly shot out a dazzling purple-black light, like ten days in the sky, and the dazzling light almost made people unable to open their eyes.

The powerful and incomparably ferocious aura emanated from the Eight Desolation Axes, spreading between heaven and earth.

The Nether Blood Ancestor sensed that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he saw a huge blade of light that was enough to split the heavens and the earth, with a sharp whistling sound, falling from the sky and heading straight down towards him, with amazing power!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge blade of light that contained terrifying power and shook the Eight Desolations had already slashed behind him!

The Nether Blood Ancestor knew that he couldn't avoid it, and once he was slashed by this magic axe blade, he was afraid that he would be immediately destroyed by that terrifying power, and there was not even scum left!

He made a decision on the spot!

The Nether Blood Ancestor let out a scream in vain. The translucent body twisted violently, and the head was actually separated from the body, and he rushed outside!

At the same time, his body exploded violently, and an earth-shattering roar erupted!

The unprecedented thick blood mist and powerful qi waves formed an incomparably solid barrier, blocking the front of the Eight Desolation Axe Blades!

This is the Netherworld Blood Ancestor's last way to save his life when he is forced to do so.

The power of the self-explosion is terrifying, and it will cost him millions of years of power, but it is better than losing his life.

"Boom!"

The indestructible light axe slammed into the blood mist barrier, shattering the blood mist barrier.

However, the powerful power contained in the light axe also consumed most of it.

Although Du was slowed down by the Nether Blood Ancestor's self-detonation, he finally caught up and slashed at the Nether Blood Ancestor's head.

However, due to the weakened power, it was not possible to kill the Nether Blood Ancestor immediately.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the head of the Nether Blood Ancestor escaped through the ruined temple walls and disappeared into the vast mountains.

Zhao Rui was not in a hurry, because the Nether Blood Ancestor had been hit hard, and even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to live for long.

He wreaked havoc on the Blood Pool Hall and razed the entire temple to the ground, and then Shi Shiran left.