"This is the Blood Transformation God Fist, where did you learn it?" said Blood Resentment when he saw the dragon composed of blood-colored spiritual power. [Ran^Text^Library] As he spoke, there were words in the mouth of the blood resentment, and as soon as he sealed, the blood in the sky erupted explosively, drowning his body for a moment, and then the blood squirmed, and he turned into a giant of about three meters, and his whole body was composed of blood-colored lenses. This is the so-called Blood Spirit. The whole process may seem complicated, but it takes less than a second.

As if he was afraid of something, the blood-colored spiritual power dragon came a few feet in front of Blood Resentment, no longer advancing, but hovering in the air. Ren Qianxun was also strange in his heart when he saw this, and then a fierce color flashed on his face, and as soon as his heart moved, several blood-colored spiritual power dragons exploded, covering a radius of hundreds of zhang, and blood resentment was naturally among them.

After a few breaths, the roaring explosion stopped, the blood mist dispersed, and as far as the eye could see, the spirit body composed of the blood-colored lens of the blood resentment was still flickering with a demonic blood light, and there was still a bit of crystal in the blood light.

"Is this the Blood Spirit? The defense is really good. "When Ren Qianxun was just promoted to Jindan, his combat power was comparable to the peak of Jindan, and at this moment, his cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan, and his combat power has increased greatly.

"Kid said, who taught you this Blood God Fist?" Blood Resentment raised the blood crystal's arm and pointed at Ren Qianxun and asked. Before the words fell, I could only hear a stabbing sound, and the finger of the blood crystal was cut, and it was almost cut off, and then the blood in the finger continued to squirm, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to the previous state of the blood crystal.

Ren Qianxun's pupils shrank when he saw this, and the sword aura emitted by his secret technique "Sword Xuan" was formless, bodyless, and colorless, not only weird and unpredictable, but the power was also extremely amazing, but it was just a blood grudge, and this spirit body was too strong. In fact, ordinary spirits are not so strong, but this blood spirit body is already several times stronger than ordinary spirits.

"Let you see the real Blood Transformation God Fist!" The Blood Resentment Hall Spirit Body Cultivator was injured by a Jindan real person, and his face was a little unbearable, and then his arms swung his fist repeatedly, and several giant snakes composed of blood-colored spiritual qi came out of thin air. If the blood-colored dragon that Ren Qianxun played has a bit of spirituality, then the giant snake of blood resentment can be called vivid, and it is true with falsehood.

Suddenly, the golden body suddenly appeared, eighteen hands, twenty-four Ren Qianxun, the treasure was solemn, like a Buddha, and the next moment the eighteen hands each played a few blood-colored spiritual dragons, adding a little bit of hideousness to the golden body, and finally, dozens of blood-colored dragons circled head and tail, forming a small sea of blood, standing in front of him.

Bang!

At this moment, several blood-colored giant snakes of blood resentment also rushed forward, came to the front, and instantly collided with the small sea of blood. The sound of collision was endless, and they were frozen together for a while. After more than a dozen breaths, the sea of blood began to collapse, and after several blood-colored giant snakes scattered it, they took advantage of the victory to pursue, opened the hideous and terrifying snake mouth, and bit Ren Qianhiro fiercely.

"Manifest as thunder!"

Ren Qianxun will not be naïve and only use the blood path exercises, and suddenly he turned into a thunderbolt, it was the immeasurable divine thunder, and with a flash of lightning, he easily dodged the blood-colored giant snake, flew into the sky, and disappeared in the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Blood resentment felt the palpitating power in the thunder, and did not dare to be careless, outside the blood spirit body composed of blood crystals, a circle of spiritual power was released, and outside the spiritual power was a small spiritual shield, and finally several blood-colored spiritual power giant snakes were shot in front of the small shield, and the whole three layers of defense were relieved.

Boom, boom! In the blink of an eye, Ren Qianxun's incarnate immeasurable divine thunder came to the blood resentment from a high altitude, and smashed the blood-colored giant snake in one face, and then the real lightning power bombarded the small shield of the spirit weapon. After a few breaths, the immeasurable divine thunder could not help the defensive spirit weapon shield, and finally the thunder flashed, and Ren Qianxun turned into a human form again.

Blood Resentment's face was ugly at this time, although he was only in the early stage of the spirit body, but he was cultivating the blood spirit body plus the blood sect method, and the middle stage of the spirit body was not his opponent. Originally, a Jindan real person who was captured by his hands repeatedly made him deflated. He secretly cursed in his heart, this Ren Qianxun method is quite complicated, the weird sword qi, the blood god fist, and the thunder and lightning secret technique are a headache.

"Blood Wentian, did you teach him this Blood God Fist? What crime should you be guilty of privately passing on martial arts?" Blood Resentment turned his head to look at Blood Wentian on the side, and vented all his grievances on his body.

"One of the three major martial arts of my Blood Sect, the Blood Transformation God Fist, how can I pass it on to others? Blood Wentian retorted. When Ren Qianxun heard this, his heart fluttered, and he secretly said that when did the Blood God Fist become one of the three major martial arts of the Blood Sect.

"This Blood Transformation God Fist, even the inner disciples of the ordinary Blood Sect are not qualified to cultivate, only the royal family and the royal family of our blood clan can cultivate, you said that you didn't pass it on to him, how can I believe it? You don't think that it was passed on to him by the elders in the sect, right? "Blood resentment, I believe that you have the appearance of a ghost.

Blood Wentian was also speechless for a while, it didn't make sense, and he smiled helplessly, he was also 100,000 surprised in his heart, and then set his eyes on Ren Qianxun.

"I am a Nether Ascended Monk. When I was on the Nether Earth, it was passed down to me by my Blood Demon predecessors. Ren Qianxun was also angry in his heart, it was really a disaster. But with his current strength, he couldn't afford to provoke the Blood Sect. After all, the minimum condition for the establishment of a large sect is to have a Tribulation Period cultivator in charge. Not to mention a Tribulation Cultivator, even any Returning Cultivator can kill him. Talent is used in desperation, once you sleep, there is no possibility of self-preservation, and there is only one way to die if you are found by the enemy. I will not use it as a last resort.

"I can't believe such a statement, who knows if what you say is true or false?" Blood Resentment snorted coldly, obviously not believing it. With blood resentment of this person's conceited, narrow-minded and selfish character, the talent war and Ren Qianxun took over Liangzi, even if what Ren Qianxun said was true, he would say it was false.

"Brother Chihiro. I believe in you though. But you better explain it to me and the elders of the sect face to face. Blood Wentian said helplessly. Although his status in the Blood Sect is not low, he is respected as a strong cultivator, and his spiritual cultivation is still too low in the Blood Sect. His right to speak still can't affect the upper echelons of the Blood Sect.

Ren Qianxun's face was cloudy and changeable, who would have thought that there would be such an unwarranted disaster, he pondered for a moment and said, "Okay." Ask Brother Tian, I'll go with you. "He knew that this was the base camp of the Blood Sect, and there were so many masters that he didn't have the ability to forcibly escape.

After finishing speaking, Blood Wentian walked in front and walked towards the central hall, followed by Ren Qianxun.

"Wait. The blood grudge who followed behind shouted. When Blood Wentian and Ren Qianxun heard this, they stopped to look at him.

"Ren Qianxun, before seeing the elders of my sect, I must seal your cultivation. Blood Resentment said coldly.

"Blood resentment, don't deceive people too much!" Ren Qianxun glared at Blood Grumble angrily. Sealed Xiuwei, like a mortal, lost the ability to resist, and could only be slaughtered by others, how could he compromise