As soon as the figure approached, it punched Wu Qiutian's heart, and the fist wind actually punched a hole the thickness of a bowl in Wu Qiutian's chest.

Through the hole, you can see the scenery behind the witch and the sky,

There was nothing in his heart, which made the black shadow that flashed very surprised, and at the moment of his surprise, the witch in front of him had disappeared.

A pair of big hands stretched out and grabbed Wu Qiutian from the bottom of the pit to the edge of the pit, and then, the two red-clothed men took Wu Qiutian and disappeared into the noisy battlefield.

Wu Qiutian gasped, and several people returned to the blood python, and then began to fly wildly in the direction of Nanchu.

On the battlefield, it was a different situation, a few blood-red rays of light devoured several Terrans, and then those blood-red rays of light became stronger, eating away little by little.

The black shadow who originally wanted to pursue gave up the pursuit after seeing the blood dragon in the air, this person was none other than the black-clothed boy who had always wanted the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan in the body of the Wu Qiu Heaven.

The blood dragon was about to turn to the position where the boy in black was, and the boy in black waved his sleeves, and several dark rays shot out of his sleeves. After the dark light shot into the blood dragon, the black-clothed boy actually raised his chest with one hand, and at the same time as he chanted the words in his mouth, a yellow rune paper appeared out of thin air on his fingertips: "Keep the right and punish the evil, kill!"

The blood dragon twisted his body uneasily, and the bloodthirsty demon emperor who controlled the blood dragon felt uncomfortable all over his body, and a crackling sound came from the blood dragon's body, and the boom completely exploded.

At the same time, the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor spit out a mouthful of black blood because the blood dragon was destroyed, and there were even fine pieces of flesh in the black blood.

Jiang Ying flew towards the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor and held his crumbling body: "Father, are you okay?"

The Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor's eyes dimmed: "Child, go, go to His Majesty the Demon Emperor, these black-clothed people are too powerful, and they use orthodox Dao techniques." ”

Orthodox Taoism has always been the nemesis of the demon race.

Zhirutang's Haoran righteousness can deal with both the demon clan and the demon clan, but the Taoist technique is different, compared to the demon clan, the orthodox Taoist technique has a more powerful lethality against the demon clan.

Jiang Ying wanted to pick up the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor and leave, but the Soul Dementor Demon Emperor, who didn't know how much demon, human, and demon blood had accumulated in his body, was extremely heavy, and with his strength, he couldn't hold him at all.

At this time, the boy in black had already been killed, and he had to leave his father alone.

The rare warm scene was like a flash in the pan, Jiang Ying took a deep look at the black-clothed boy behind him, and at this moment, he deeply engraved the image of the black-clothed boy in the depths of his mind.

After more than ten days of continuous fighting, basically the battle of the people below has ended, and the next step will be a real big battle, no one pays attention to the stumps and broken arms on the battlefield, and no one pays attention to those who are dying who fall in a pool of blood and groan.

War is brutal, and no matter how orthodox its justifications may be, it cannot hide its cruelty.

Wu Qiutian did everything possible to make a difference, just to give an opportunity to contradict each other, so that the cultivators with high cultivation could enter the battle state earlier. He did it, but it wasn't good enough, and after more than ten days, the Terran and the Demon Race still temporarily ceased fighting.

The terrifying blood hole in his chest actually didn't bring Wu Qiutian the damage he imagined, and it turned out that the blood python was nothing more than a worry.

The blood hole did no other damage except for causing a terrifying hole, and the heart was skillfully left by the ancestral spirit at the moment of attack, and a blow to the ancestral spirit's golden armor not only did not cause damage to the ancestral spirit, but made it quite enjoyable. The little man fell asleep with Erlang's legs crossed in Wu Qiutian's sea of consciousness, and at the same time, it also made Wu Qiutian fall into a coma.

Not a coma, just a coma.

Mr. Qiu didn't say anything after investigating, just asked people not to disturb Wu Qiutian's rest for the time being.

After going out, Mr. Qiu frowned, and Houtu asked why he frowned, and Mr. Qiu hesitated again and again before saying the hidden worry in his heart: "The human race doesn't need the hidden world to send a hand to drive the demon clan out, and now that Lu Donghua in the sky has already done it, I am worried that once the human race returns, we occupy the capital of Southern Chu so much, will it cause a crusade in Kyushu." ”

Houtu also felt quite tricky: "What you say is quite reasonable, although the relationship between the Nanchu royal family and me was good before, but when it comes to the issue of territory, Nanchu should not be very willing to give up." Let's leave like this, Qiu Tian will not be reconciled. ”

"No matter what, the destruction of the demon race has become a foregone conclusion, and now it depends on what the attitude of the human race in the Jiuli Mountain Range is. Mr. Qiu said.

Hou Tu said with a smile: "Qiu Tian, that kid should have his own plans, don't think too much about us old guys." ”

One month.

Wu Qiutian slept for a whole month.

This month, he was completely immersed in the ocean of his consciousness, feeling warm all over his body, and that kind of warmth made him not want to leave.

However, he was still dragged up by Zu Ling, and after being pulled back to reality, Zu Ling still looked angry, as if he was blaming Wu Qiutian for not sleeping for so long.

In this month, the human race and the demon race in the Jiuli Mountain Range have clashed dozens of times, and each time hundreds of thunder tribulation masters have died, but no one will care how these people died. All the high-level concerns are who will win and who will lose this war.

After Wu Qiutian woke up and asked about the situation in Kyushu, Mr. Qiu casually expressed his worries, and he wanted to see how Wu Qiutian would deal with this problem.

Wu Qiutian thought for a while and said, "Master, I don't know how to deal with this problem, all problems can only be determined after something happens. If Nan Chu's attitude is not so resolute, what if they let this Wuling City out again, if they are resolute, I will occupy Nan Chu for the first time, and they will not be able to help us. ”

"Zhou Xianru's son is still in the Jiuli Mountains. Houtu reminded.

Wu Qiutian said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, there is already someone by his side, his every move, I believe that the blood drink is clear, he is the son of Zhou Xianru, I can see that his father and I are brothers in life and death to give him a favorable living environment, if he has an opinion on my uncle, then it is another matter." ”

"Blood Drink, you come and talk to your boss!" Hou Tu beckoned to the Blood Drink in the distance to come over.

Blood Drink looked up at Wu Qiutian's face, and after making sure that Wu Qiutian wouldn't be too angry, he said, "Boss, the person I stayed with Zhou Long said that Feng Wuqiu has been chatting with Zhou Long very much recently, and what he instilled in Zhou Long is bad words for the boss.

At first, Zhou Long was unmoved, but recently, Zhou Long seemed to be shaken.

After getting drunk once, he actually said such things that the uncle was ashamed of to his father. ”

"He is right, Xianru has indeed done a lot of things for me and Potian in his life, and I am ashamed of him. Wu Qiu Tiankou said.

He was right, but he was wrong at the wrong time. Let's not talk about the current situation of breaking the sky, let's just say that if the boss wants to take him to Nanchu, I'm afraid the Heavenly Wolf Palace will not agree. "Blood drinks.

Wu Qiutian sighed: "Alas, forget it, don't talk about this, let's talk about these things when the time comes! If that kid really doesn't treat me as an uncle, the incense relationship between me and Nan Chu can be regarded as completely broken." ”

"Boss, do you want to?" the blood python made a gesture to wipe its neck.

Wu Qiutian raised his eyebrows coldly: "Blood drink, Zhou Long is the son of Zhou Xianru and Xuelan no matter what, his parents are kind to me, even if he wants to kill my uncle, I will not want his life, you must remember this for me." ”

The boss was upset, and the blood drink had to keep his mouth shut.

For someone like Blooddrink, the best way to get rid of the aftermath is to kill the enemy, even if the potential enemy doesn't threaten them for the time being.

"Okay, you go down first! When will Yu Canghai come back, when will you tell me. Wu Qiutian waved his hand.

Mr. Qiu exclaimed, "Qiu Tian, what are you doing here?"

Wu Qiutian smiled: "Master, don't worry, I'm not a person who does stupid things, and there have been a group of people breaking through the sky recently, I think I should take them out for a walk, even if they can't take advantage of it, at least they can see the cruelty of war." ”

"Boss, Blood Drink asks to follow. "Blood Drink had already walked to the door, and when he heard him say that he was going out, he suddenly turned around.

Wu Qiutian scolded with a smile: "You laugh at yourself and stay down-to-earth, now the two sides are fighting against Thunder Tribulation Monks, you are completely looking for death, I still want to wait for you to cultivate a group of powerful characters for Potian!"

"But. "I still want to hold on to the blood drink.

Wu Qiutian rudely interrupted him: "Blood drink, don't worry, if you can participate in the battle, I will definitely not hide you, your cultivation is too low, this time it is really not suitable to follow me out." ”

At this time, Blood Drink realized that the original lowly cultivation had become an obstacle for him to continue to follow Wu Qiutian.

He walked out of the hall in despair, secretly ruthless in his heart: I must work hard to improve my cultivation, and I must not drag the hind legs of the sky.

The subtle change in expression gave Wu Qiutian a full view, but Wu Qiutian didn't stop the blood drink, he knew that this might make the other party think, but he also knew that if he didn't say this, drinking with blood would be completely sent to death.

A Heavenly Rank Eighth-Layer Monk faced a group of Thunder Tribulation Monks with extremely rich combat experience, and there was only one way to die.

Not everyone has such terrifying combat power as Wu Qiutian.

Mr. Qiu said: "If you want to go, you can go! But you pay attention to your own safety, Lu Donghua wants to collect the ancestral spirits of the four clans, but it is not a day and a half." ”

Speaking of Lu Donghua, Wu Qiutian's mood has become a lot more responsible, Lu Donghua is Xuanyuan Ziyi's biological father, and Lu Donghua is the one who killed him three or four times. In the past, there was Xuanyuan Ziyi, and the two were fine, but now that Xuanyuan Ziyi is dead, if Lu Donghua wants to kill him, he will not resist, nor will he resist.

Until the moment before leaving, he was struggling with this problem.