Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 487 Witch Race lost species

when!

The long sword is cut on Flying Sword, and the sword body is directly cut into 2 pieces.

Han Ming Daoist snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This Flying Sword is his life source magic tool, which is connected to the primordial spirit.

The life source magic tool was abolished, and the primordial spirit of Han Ming Daoist was also as if was struck by lightening, and was hit hard!

The Blade Technique of the Xuanpao man is still fierce, unceasing, and chopped heavily on the shield in the air, sending a deafening Jin Ge fighting sound!

Bang!

The shield burst into pieces.

The power of great horror, poured into Han Ming Daoist’s within the body, as sharp as a blade, cutting his internal organs, Bloodline skeleton into pieces!

puff puff puff!

On the surface of Han Ming Daoist’s body, blood mist erupted.

With just one stroke, the vitality of Hanming Daoist was completely cut off!

A glowing villain hurried out of the top of the head of Han Ming Daoist.

primordial spirit Get out of the way!

Unfortunately, the distance between the two sides is very close. Han Ming Daoist’s primordial spirit didn’t escape far, he was caught up by the man in the black robe, and he reached out his palm and grabbed it, crushing it directly!

Losing fleshly body protection, the primordial spirit is too fragile to be able to withstand a single blow.

In a blink of an eye, the 4 major sect’s Daoist of Void Return have been folded in the hands of the man in the black robe, leaving only a Palace Master of the Blood Raven Palace.

Blood Raven Palace Master has just condensed the verdict, and Han Ming Daoist has body dies and Dao disappears.

The Blood Raven Palace Master gritted his teeth, waved the bone stick in his hand, mutter incantations in his mouth, and said an obscure text.

The skull at the top of the bone stick is gradually congested, as if alive, and the hole in the 2 eyes has a scarlet-red blood glow.

“Blood Bat, Ning!”

Palace of the Blood Raven Palace Master furiously shouted, the bone stick moved towards the Xuanpao man pointing away.

Weng weng weng!

The bone stick skull opened his mouth wide, and bloody batfish came out, endless, like a locust crossing, densely packed, and moved towards the man of the black robe.

This is the Witch Race secret technique.

Each one is a bloodthirsty bat. As long as it is surrounded by blood bats, it only takes a moment to suffice the blood of a cultivator!

“Light of firefly, dare to compete with Haoyue!”

Xuanpao man sneered.

Facing the blood bats covering the sky and blocking the sun, you can’t help but take a step forward and cut again!

The wind and cloud are discolored.

this blade, as if cutting out a Wu Jian Purgatory!

The sky collapsed.

In the sky, endless fire and rain, the ground cracked, the red lava gushing, the vast earth was full of scars, and the bones were everywhere!

The blood bats in the sky broke into this Wu Jian purgatory, mourning constantly, and before they got close, they became invisible.

There was a panic in the eyes of the Blood Raven Palace Master.

call!

In a blink of an eye, the man in the black robe came to the Palace Master in the Blood Raven Palace.

The man in the Xuanpao slashed his backhand, the speed was very fast, the blade of the sword crossed the void, and the sound of a wave like ghosts and howl like wolves shook his heart.

The Palace Master heart startled of the Blood Raven Palace, too late to think about it, can only raise the bone stick in his hand to meet it.

squeak–

The blade edged across the bone stick, making a harsh noise.

A shallow mark was left on the bone stick!

The Palace Master of the Blood Raven was shaken, a mouthful of blood surged into his throat, and he was forcibly swallowed again.

Although Witch Race is one of the 9 archetypes of Taikoo, the fleshly body is not powerful, and the skill he is good at is not melee killing.

With one stroke, Palace Master of the Blood Raven Palace has already been hit hard.

Every time he breathes, he can feel the wet bloody qi, the pain of tearing the lungs!

This proves that the inner concubine has been injured!

If you continue to fight, it is likely to leave hidden diseases that are difficult to heal.

Palace of the Blood Raven Palace Master retreats, wielding a bone stick, arranges a path of dim green in front of him.

If the Xuanpao man turned a blind eye, he ran forward forcibly.

咔ka ka!

You green’s barriers are constantly cracking, unable to stop the footsteps of the black robe man at all.

Xuanpao man’s eyes are cold, killing intent, Shadow Chase!

The Blood Raven Palace Master felt the killing intent of the black robe man, and finally panicked, staring at his eyes and shouting loudly: “Asura, I’m a Witch Race! You dare to hurt my life, watch out for your Shura Sect encountering extinguish sect disaster!”

After hearing this, Su Zimo inwardly startled in one’s heart.

Blood Crow Palace Master’s sentence is strong and full of vitality, it seems to mean something.

Is there any Super Sect on the Heavenly Desolate Continent that was really overthrown by the Taikoo 9 clan?

“Just because you have a Witch Race lost species and want to threaten me?”

The man in the black robe looked coldly, stepped forward, and caught up with the Blood Raven Palace Master again.

when!

The Blood Raven Palace Master reluctantly blocked it and could not help it anymore. He opened a mouthful of blood, and the internal concussion shook and shifted, almost shattered!

The four words Witch Race lost species caused a lot of agitation in the crowd.

In the real cultivation world, Bloodline’s impure ominous beast is called lost species.

In this way, Palace of the Blood Raven Palace Master is not exactly a Witch Race, it can only be considered a half Witch Race!

Su Zimo suddenly remembered that in that too ancient vestige, the Divine Dragon had said something similar, scolding the Palace Master Bloodline impure, but just a hybrid.

Seen by the man in the black robe, the complexion ashen of the Palace Master of the Blood Raven became extremely ugly.

Xuanpao man coldly said: “Don’t say you’re just Witch Race lost species, even if the real Witch Race comes, I dare to kill! Under the Heavens, there is no one who Yan Beichen would not dare to kill!”

It wasn’t until this time that Su Zimo knew that the 1000-year-old horror expert was named Yan Beichen.

The Blood Raven Palace Master did not dare to stay, nibble the tip of his tongue, spit out a blood essence, and performed secret techniques.

The whole person turned into a stream of light, and moved towards the distance to flee away, very fast!

“Where to escape!”

Yan Beichen’s eyes were bright, shimmering with dim light, and cut out a knife, as if striding across the void, and heavily chopped on the Palace of the Blood Raven Palace Master.

Avoid it!

Pu chi!

A gush of blood spewed out.

The fleshly body of the Palace Master of the Blood Raven was cut into 2 pieces directly!

The Primordial spirit of the Blood Raven Palace Master escapes from the fleshly body and emerges in the air. It is a villain faintly flashing blood light, and its appearance looks exactly similar to the body.

“blood sacrifice!”

The Primordial spirit of the Palace Master of the Blood Raven fled away, exuding a wave of divinity consciousness.

The primordial spirit passes through the village of each and everyone, and there are many innocent mortals below, farmers who cultivate the land, robust men who cut wood, women who are preparing food, and children who are playful …

These creatures seem to be shrouded in a sudden force of some kind, motionless!

In a blink of an eye, the fleshly body quickly withered away and turned into a path of blood light, a path of life Essence Origin, and poured into the primordial spirit fleeing in the air!

The Blood Master’s primordial spirit blood light greatly rises, and the state quickly recovers.

In this scene, everyone sees Misty Peak’s eye socket cracked!

Hundred thousand thousands of innocent mortals have suffered terrible calamities, turned into a dead body, and died miserably, just as Su Zimo and the others saw in Linfeng City!

Yan Beichen followed up with a trowel, striding meteor across the void.

Unfortunately, the distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther.

Daoist of Void Return loses the fleshly body, only the primitive spirit. Although the battle strength is sharply reduced, the fleshly body is no longer bound, and the speed is at least twice as fast as before!

Even more how, the Palace Master of the Blood Raven also performed the blood sacrifice magic, which added huge energy, and soon got rid of Yan Beichen’s pursuit.

“Asura, today you destroy my fleshly body, this enmity will report tomorrow! Hahahaha!”

Blood light disappeared into the sky, disappeared, leaving a grim laughter.

(End of this chapter)