"Fang Daoyou, are you okay?" Ji Ran looked at Fang Shaoyuan in surprise and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, it's not a big deal, let Ji Daoyou bother!" Fang Shaoyuan bowed his head, but his eyes were still staring at the Blood Soul Tiger.

Fang Shaoyuan knew that in fact, this Blood Soul Tiger looked very miserable at this time, but in fact, the wounds on his body would not kill him at all.

You must know that although these wounds are contaminated with the innate aura of the Broken God Nether Sword, they can make the wounds unable to heal, and they will continue to erode the soul of the Blood Soul Tiger, causing the blood in the Blood Soul Tiger's body to continue to gush out.

However, the Blood Soul Tiger's physical defense was really strong, and Rao is Fang Shaoyuan's Nether Sword Qi could only penetrate under the skin, and as for the deeper internal organs, he didn't even think about it.

Therefore, to put it mildly, as long as all the blood in the wounds on the Blood Soul Tiger's body is exhausted, the deep blood in his body will not come out again, to put it bluntly, the Blood Soul Tiger will not die due to excessive bleeding.

Even, the god-breaking characteristics in the sword qi will gradually dissipate with the passage of time, after all, it is rootless water, and it is impossible for the effect to exist for a long time.

Of course, for the Blood Soul Tiger whose ability is all in the blood, Fang Shaoyuan's move has caused him to lose at least one-third of the blood in his body, which is definitely enough for him to drink a pot, and even his strength will be greatly reduced.

Seeing that the trembling body of the Blood Soul Tiger gradually began to subside, and at the same time, the thin blood mist sprayed on his body gradually faded, Fang Shaoyuan knew that the fear in the Blood Soul Tiger's heart should gradually recover.

Sure enough, at this time, the Blood Soul Tiger's originally wide eyes have calmed down, and his body is slowly moving back, but this movement seems to be extremely regular, if anyone wants to give the Blood Soul Tiger a ruthless blow at this time, I am afraid that he will be hit the most ruthlessly.

Ji Ran also saw at this time that the state of the Blood Soul Tiger seemed to have picked up, so the solemn look in his eyes reappeared, but he did not immediately meet with Fang Shaoyuan, but kept a distance from Fang Shaoyuan, and the triangular arrow-like posture slowly suppressed the Blood Soul Tiger that was constantly retreating.

Fang Shaoyuan glanced at Ji Ran approvingly, this young man who seemed to have the blood of the Wu clan flowing in his body had a high sense of battle, and the pressure brought to the Blood Soul Tiger by doing so was far greater than that of the two of them coming together, and it could also be a good way to suppress the Blood Soul Tiger's counterattack.

"I can't imagine that the deity beats geese all year round and makes the geese peck out of the eyes, young man, what is your name, the deity does not kill the nameless!" asked the Blood Soul Tiger with a proud face.

"Fang Yuan!" Fang Shaoyuan blurted out without thinking.

"Don't say it!" Ji Ran shouted at the same time.

"Hahaha, boy, you are the same as the guy before, as a witch, but you don't want to be the host of the great witch, but you are willing to be a lackey of the human race, it is simply a waste of your witch blood!" The Blood Soul Tiger looked at Ji Ran with disdain and hatred.

Ji Ran said with an extremely ugly face: "Fart, what's wrong with the witch, does the witch have to become a slave of the witch clan for generations, besides, the ultimate fate of becoming a host is not to be devoured by the ancestral witch, and even the soul will not be spared!"

Fang Shaoyuan stood aside and remained silent, at this time, the conversation between Ji Ran and the Blood Soul Tiger was very informative, which was also an impact on him, and many contents gradually verified some of his ideas.

"Hmph, as a witch, your fate has been predestined from the moment you were born, what's wrong with you sacrificing everything for the sake of the witch clan's rise in the Three Realms again!" exclaimed the Blood Soul Tiger as a matter of course.

As he spoke, the Blood Soul Tiger suddenly stretched out his claws and pointed at Fang Shaoyuan: "Boy, as long as you kill that guy now, the deity can forgive your crimes, and even introduce you to the God King, if the God King takes a fancy to you and is willing to condescend to you, I can guarantee that you will definitely become the most powerful warrior in this heaven and earth in the future." ”

"Still playing this set, being the host of the god king is not the last to inevitably become his nourishment, and the strongest warrior is simply a dream!" Ji Ran replied with a sneer.

Who knows, this Blood Soul Tiger actually said with a straight face: "Otherwise, boy, Lord God King is different from other Wu clans, Lord God King is omnipotent, all he needs is a temporary residence, you don't look down on this bit of flesh and blood Lord God King at all, and even Lord God King will guide you to practice, even if you awaken ten percent of your ancestral blood in the future, you may not be able to do it!"

"Boy, think about it!" As he spoke, the Blood Soul Tiger suddenly took out an axe with a simple shape, with a hint of playfulness on his face, "This axe should be the purpose of your trip, as long as you nod, this axe is yours!"

After seeing this axe, Ji Ran's whole expression was wrong, his eyes showed excitement, and he was even about to pounce on it to snatch the axe.

"Why, if you want to rob it, don't you really think that the deity can be allowed to act recklessly after suffering a little skin trauma!" The Blood Soul Tiger suddenly shook his momentum, and his eyes were bright, which instantly made Ji Ran's fiery heart seem to be poured with a basin of ice water on his head, and he was cold all of a sudden.

"Last time, that person should have been your father, looking at your appearance and he is quite similar, maybe you are his son, that guy thinks that he has awakened half of the ancestral blood, and with the cultivation of Taiyi True Immortal, he can confront the deity, and wants to snatch back this axe, but as a result, you were also present at the time, and you were not slapped to death by the deity!"

The Blood Soul Tiger seemed to ignore Ji Ran's increasingly angry eyes, and said to himself: "Yes, the deity was careless at the time and was a little injured, but the two of you dare to come before you even reach the Taiyi True Immortal Realm, it's just looking for death!"

"I said boy, the words of the deity are still arithmetic, as long as you nod your head, this axe deity will be given to you, if the god king is lucky enough to take a fancy to you, your kid's creation will come!" Blood Soul Tiger said this, and there was even a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Fang boy, this witch clan was also known as the demon god in ancient times, the so-called demon, specializing in spells, creating countless spells, the most powerful can even curse the strong man of the mixed yuan realm in a word, of course, he will also be counterattacked, after all, the mixed yuan realm has touched the way of heaven, how can he be killed without paying a price! Such a strong man of the witch clan is called the demon king. The Han Ancestor suddenly spoke up at this time.

"And the so-called god is to refine the physical technique, fuse his own flesh and blood and even his soul together, and finally achieve blood rebirth, his physical body is so powerful, even if it is not a powerful innate spirit treasure can not be injured, attack and defense are integrated, he can pick the stars and take the sun and the moon, and he can even be able to rival several ordinary Mixed Yuan Realm powerhouses, such a witch is called a god king!"

"I really can't imagine that there are still remnants of the God King in this piece of blood, it seems that this was also one of the main battlefields of the Lich War!