The long river of blood rushed through the crowd, and the blood light flowed out of the cultivators, dissolving into the river of blood, and the river of blood became stronger and stronger, extremely thick, if there was substance, there was a sound in the river of blood, and it seemed to be very delicious.

After the river of blood, there was not a trace of blood left on the earth, only a dried corpse, and all the essence and blood were sucked out.

In the void, Du Buping's face was hideous, "It's a pity that the nine juniors of the Origin Realm are bent on death, and they don't leave any essence blood!"

"Hehe, with this thing, if you practice a few more Blood Thunder Pills, why can't you impress those old immortals!"

The ancestor behind the current Great Jin royal family is quite satisfied with the things in his palm, for him, the value of the Wind Thunder Pavilion is not as good as a few Blood Thunder Pills, and the tens of thousands of monks who died are all necessary for alchemy.

"Blood Lei Dan! Fusion of good and evil in a pill, good thing! I don't know if there is one for me!" A voice was ethereal and abnormal, as if it came from the Nine Hidden Underworld, and the voice was not loud, like a whisper.

"Who?" Du Buping shouted.

The silence was abnormal, the soft voice like a ghost just now disappeared without a trace, Du Buping spread his divine thoughts, with the strength of his divine thoughts, and suddenly Fang Yuan was under the control of his thoughts. But he did not return any useful information in his thoughts, and within a thousand miles, there was no one alive.

"Who am I you still not guess?" a soft voice sounded again. "Didn't you notice that the little monks who were devoured by your essence and blood were all lost?"

"I haven't seen you for 10,000 years, you are still so cruel and easy to kill, I don't know if I have to call you Du Buping, or call you Senior Brother Ding, I don't understand, the three of us are unlucky, why are you the first to get out of trouble, and when you become the Jin Emperor, how can you still be as hard as 10,000 years ago!"

A ghost mist surged from the ground, condensed in the middle, and a Taoist with a star-crowned feather coat appeared, this was not a physical body, but a doppelganger condensed by a strong divine soul, and the surroundings were illusory and vague, and the ghost aura was clear.

"Hmph! Cang Haoyun, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, don't you still like to pick up other people's leftovers to eat! Why, you are so bad, you haven't recovered your Divine Xuan cultivation?"

Du Buping replied.

Although the Impermanent Ghost King has not really stepped into the Divine Mystery yet, the body he took away has been trained into the Yin Sutra, which is a half-human and half-ghost body, and the Divine Soul is much stronger than that of ordinary monks, and he also uses this kind of Divine Thought Body.

The Impermanence Ghost King's body of divine thought was not angry, and he looked calm, "The monks of the Wind Thunder Pavilion are not easy to deal with, their exercises just restrain me, if it weren't for your action, I wouldn't have been able to pick up such a big bargain, this time I devoured the soul of nearly 10,000 Lei Xiu, and this seat will soon be able to step into the Divine Realm! Speaking of which, I have to thank you."

The Impermanence Ghost King's tone was sarcastic, obviously not really thanking Du Buping.

In the very center of the ghost mist, the Taoist in the star-crowned feather coat drifted gently with the breeze, like a lonely ghost. This wisp of divine thought is still very weak in the eyes of the Shenxuan monk, which limits his function, that is, he cannot urge this divine thought clone to reconnoiter or induce the opponent, but the weak has the advantage of being weak, and Du Buping's thoughts of urging the secret technique to touch the melon several times have to be suppressed.

"Cang Haoyun is also a person who will be retribution, he does not reveal his true body, the art of ghost escape is very mysterious, it is difficult to kill him, in order to bear the burden of 10,000 years in this dilapidated human world, he can no longer mix in this place where the bird does not pull to death, and it is the truth to ascend to the blood demon realm as soon as possible. ”

A sneer appeared on Du Buping's gloomy face, "Cang Haoyun, I didn't want to worry about you anymore because of our past grievances, from now on, the road leads to the sky, let's go to the side, you go back to your ghost realm, I go back to my blood demon realm, Dajin is still under the control of this seat, I don't want to see you in Dajin!"

"Okay, the Great Jin is yours, the Western Desert and the Southern Wilderness are mine, remember, if you don't come to my Western Desert to make trouble, I won't come to your Great Jin to make trouble!"

To Du Buping's surprise, Cang Haoyun actually agreed to Du Buping's proposal.

In too many cases, the first and second two masters face off, but it is the third one who dies. Du Buping and Cang Haoyun reached an agreement, and then the unlucky ones were the monks in the world, even including those famous factions.

It's not finished, it's the first to start, and I'll change it tomorrow,

The long river of blood rushed through the crowd, and the blood light flowed out of the cultivators, dissolving into the river of blood, and the river of blood became stronger and stronger, extremely thick, if there was substance, there was a sound in the river of blood, and it seemed to be very delicious.

After the river of blood, there was not a trace of blood left on the earth, only a dried corpse, and all the essence and blood were sucked out.

In the void, Du Buping's face was hideous, "It's a pity that the nine juniors of the Origin Realm are bent on death, and they don't leave any essence blood!"

"Hehe, with this thing, if you practice a few more Blood Thunder Pills, why can't you impress those old immortals!"

The ancestor behind the current Great Jin royal family is quite satisfied with the things in his palm, for him, the value of the Wind Thunder Pavilion is not as good as a few Blood Thunder Pills, and the tens of thousands of monks who died are all necessary for alchemy.

"Blood Lei Dan! Fusion of good and evil in a pill, good thing! I don't know if there is one for me!" A voice was ethereal and abnormal, as if it came from the Nine Hidden Underworld, and the voice was not loud, like a whisper.

"Who?" Du Buping shouted.

The silence was abnormal, the soft voice like a ghost just now disappeared without a trace, Du Buping spread his divine thoughts, with the strength of his divine thoughts, and suddenly Fang Yuan was under the control of his thoughts. But he did not return any useful information in his thoughts, and within a thousand miles, there was no one alive.

"Who am I you still not guess?" a soft voice sounded again. "Didn't you notice that the little monks who were devoured by your essence and blood were all lost?"

"I haven't seen you for 10,000 years, you are still so cruel and easy to kill, I don't know if I have to call you Du Buping, or call you Senior Brother Ding, I don't understand, the three of us are unlucky, why are you the first to get out of trouble, and when you become the Jin Emperor, how can you still be as hard as 10,000 years ago!"

A ghost mist surged from the ground, condensed in the middle, and a Taoist with a star-crowned feather coat appeared, this was not a physical body, but a doppelganger condensed by a strong divine soul, and the surroundings were illusory and vague, and the ghost aura was clear.

"Hmph! Cang Haoyun, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, don't you still like to pick up other people's leftovers to eat! Why, you are so bad, you haven't recovered your Divine Xuan cultivation?"

Du Buping replied.

The divine consciousness of the Shenxuan monk is powerful, and he can use his divine thoughts to construct a doppelganger of himself, and then manifest this doppelganger within a certain range, although the impermanence ghost king has not really stepped into the Shenxuan, but he

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