Perfect World

The silver spirit of the silver royal family from the exotic Qilong Ancient Mountains, with his silver hair flying, his clothes and skirts fluttering, came from the sky and took the initiative to attack.

In this dim ancient battlefield, she looked otherworldly, with a clear aura, as if she were a flying fairy, beautiful and charming, with an unworldly grace.

If you look closely, you will see that her eyes are anything but peaceful, containing murderous intent. Her silver pupils are bright and very compelling. By raising her hand, she has already performed several ancestral skills!

In order to kill Shi Hao, she went all out and had no reservations.

brush!

The sky and the earth are silvery white, extremely gorgeous, silver liquid is flowing, the earth melts, and the void collapses.

This is the ability of the Silver Clan to turn all matter into silver and use it for one's own use, trapping and killing opponents, and strangling the enemy.

Naturally, Shi Hao would not let her succeed. In fact, he moved immediately. Like his opponent, he took the initiative and punched forward.

boom!

The silver light exploded, like mercury pouring out, flying all over the sky. White waves were everywhere. Many silver droplets penetrated the sky, further corroding the surrounding area.

"kill!"

The silver-haired woman was not afraid. Instead, she stopped shouting and shouted the word "kill" in her mouth. She opened her mouth and opened her palms, where the divine light split the sky and penetrated the clouds and sun!

The light was so brilliant that it shone towards Shi Hao. It was the word "kill" written by He Ziming on the palm of his hand for her. The light was dazzling and shattered the world.

This is the true blood of the ancient ancestors. It is the essence and can kill all things. Now it is condensed in the hands of Yinling with a special liquid that does not hurt his body but can kill his opponents.

call out!

Shi Haoruo moved like a ghost, and moved quickly. He did not rush into it. After all, it was the true blood of the ancient ancestor. He dodged the blow as fast as lightning.

However, he kept walking and charged forward from the side, using the Thunder Emperor's magic to control thousands of lightning bolts, burning the front with black and brilliant light.

Click!

The lightning formed into flakes, intertwined with silvery white and golden clouds, like waterfalls one after another, smashing over, causing the nearby rock mountains to explode and shatter here.

The silver-haired woman reacted very quickly. She didn't dare to attack, so she dodged for fear of being killed by the thunder.

Lightning is incredibly powerful and wreaks havoc in all directions.

The earth was completely scorched, huge craters appeared in the mountains, tangible materials were shattered in the lightning, and even thousands of feet of arcs were striking in the sky.

boom!

One of the woman's robe sleeves exploded and turned into ashes after being struck by a weak arc, revealing a snow-white and crystal-clear lotus root arm. She immediately changed color.

Chi!

She no longer dared to be careless. Even if she had the true blood of the ancient ancestor, she might not be sure of victory. She immediately opened her palm again and kept bombarding, using the word "kill" to deal with Shi Hao.

She knew that the ancient ancestor's true blood was consumed one at a time, and the essence in the blood would pass away, and it could not be powerful forever.

However, she had no choice. Once Shi Hao got close to him, she would definitely die. All nine masters had been killed, and she would not be stronger than those people.

In her opinion, Huang is a great demon king, more terrifying than the kings of his generation in foreign lands.

"boom!"

The void exploded, and the light emitted by the word "kill" was so powerful that nothing could resist it. It was so devastating that it could reach no end!

It can be seen that in this vast battlefield, even huge mountains far away will disintegrate if they are swept by the light. Nothing can stop it.

The silver-haired woman was completely desperate and wanted to kill Shi Hao as soon as possible. She did not want to waste time for fear of something unexpected happening.

People couldn't help but be frightened. It was only half a drop of the ancient ancestor's true blood, but it had such great destructive power. It was really frightening. When encountering mountains and landslides, and encountering seas and dry seas, it was simply impossible to show off.

This is the light emitted by the ancient ancestor's true blood. What would be the result if this half drop of true blood hits a person? Everyone gasped, thinking of that terrible scene.

There is no doubt that half a drop of the ancient ancestor's true blood can quickly wipe out a genius in the Void Dao Realm, cut off his entire Dao practice, and destroy his vitality.

"Huang, are you scared? Why are you hiding? If you are a courageous hero, fight me. Don't let me look down on you!" Yin Ling shouted. She was anxious, fearing that she would not be able to hit her even after using up half a drop of true blood. other side.

Because Shi Hao was too fast, riding lightning and attacking around her, she would be in danger if she was not careful.

On this side of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, many people looked unkind. This woman was really a bit shameless. She got half a drop of the ancient ancestor’s true blood, but she didn’t rely on her true skills. How dare she let others fight head-on with her?

"Huang, you are as timid as a mouse, how dare you fight?" The silver-haired woman showed no mercy when she gained the upper hand, and shouted while attacking.

"Noisy!" Shi Hao snorted coldly. He was observing and studying the power of the ancient ancestor's true blood in the hands of young creatures from foreign lands, because he would definitely have to deal with it in the future, and now he could figure it out.

He had to sigh, the so-called true blood was too scary. If He Wushuang with this blood came, how amazing would it be?

It is conceivable that with He Wushuang's invincible momentum, he might be able to kill all living creatures just by standing here and having hundreds of drops of true blood fly out from his fingers!

That kind of sight makes people shudder and feel deeply worried.

"Yin Ling, I'll teach you a spell that can kill him." At this moment, He Ziming spoke outside the battlefield. His long golden hair was spread below his knees, with glow flowing on his body and a gentle smile on his face. , looks very brilliant.

He recited the incantation silently and passed it on to the silver-haired woman.

"Thank you, sir!" Yin Ling was overjoyed. The He family's spell was such a secret technique that it must be extremely powerful.

Moreover, she quickly figured out that this spell was created to match the half drop of true blood in his palm, so that it could maximize the power of true blood.

Following a chant, a strange wave surged here.

Then, her palm emitted a dazzling light, like a ball of flame burning, and the word "kill" flew out, reflecting the sky, and struck towards Shi Hao.

This time, no matter how Shi Hao avoided it, it followed him like a shadow, following the attack and not giving him a chance to escape.

"Huang, take your life!" the silver-haired woman shouted, with a pleased sneer on her face, finally seeing the hope of winning.

Everyone's expressions changed, because her palms glowed, forming a word "kill", chasing Shi Hao, destroying the void, and was about to kill Shi Hao.

The word "kill" was too fast. Shi Hao, who was chasing after the lightning, was already close.

"Haha, Lord Crane's methods are indeed amazing. He didn't take any action himself, just borrowing the help of others to kill Huang and kill a so-called genius."

Opposite, a young king laughed, deeply amazed at He Ziming's methods, and even complimented him.

The silver-haired woman was even more delighted, because she had taken the initiative and no longer had to guard against Shi Hao. She could chant the spell and kill the enemy on her own with the half drop of true blood.

"Huang, where are you going? I will destroy you today!" Yin Ling shouted, spreading his beautiful body and coming from the sky.

"It's just a vase, how dare you speak so loudly?" Shi Hao said coldly. He was observing the ancient ancestor's true blood and got a rough idea of ​​how strong it was.

"You... dare to insult me!" The silver-haired woman blushed with anger, feeling ashamed and angry.

She took action with anger, her palm facing Shi Hao, the spell in her mouth was as loud as thunder, and she attacked with half a drop of brilliant true blood to kill her opponent.

This time, when the word "kill" came to Shi Hao, he no longer avoided it. He pulled out a sword with a clang and swung it forward.

The Great Luo Immortal Sword becomes weak when it encounters a weak one, and becomes strong when it encounters a strong one. It is extremely mysterious. It once collided with the Immortal Refining Pot at the Immortal Peak!

Therefore, Shi Hao was not worried from beginning to end. Even if the opponent came with a supreme ancestral weapon, he was sure to take it, let alone only half a drop of ancestral blood.

Bo!

With a soft sound, the bright word "kill" was cut open by Da Luo's sword, and then disintegrated in mid-air.

"What is this?" the silver-haired woman exclaimed, quickly retreating.

But it was too late. After Shi Hao's murderous aura spread, he would never give the enemy a chance. He held the sword in his hand, slashed open the sky, and split the place.

"Ah..." The silver-haired woman screamed. She saw a flash of cold light, and then a sharp pain in her wrist. When she looked carefully, her palm disappeared and fell to the ground.

"No!" Yin Ling was frightened again, panicked inside, and quickly backed away.

The brilliant sword light disappeared, and all the cold sword energy that squeezed the world disappeared, allowing the place to regain its tranquility, because Shi Hao had already sheathed his sword and was looking at her, saying: "You have lost half a drop of true blood, what other methods do you have?" ?"

"Don't come here!" Yin Ling changed his face. His earlier pride and coldness were all gone. He was now panic-stricken.

"Sending you on your way!" Shi Hao pointed his finger like a sword, forced forward, and then took action.

The sword light burst out from between his fingers, and with a soft pop, it cut through the silver-haired woman's layers of protective divine light, breaking through her defense.

"Sir, save me!" Yin Ling shouted, shouting towards He Ziming.

He Ziming frowned and raised his hand, but after seeing the fairy tortoise armor, he felt wary and did not dare to interfere with the battle because there were too many monsters and legends about the armor.

"puff!"

Shi Hao cut off Yin Ling's head with one sword, pierced her eyebrows with one finger, and killed her spirit, causing her to die on the spot.

In fact, since her palm was cut off and she lost half a drop of true blood, the silver-haired woman panicked. This battle had long lost its meaning and the outcome was already doomed.

A group of people from the foreign land were silent when they witnessed this battle. All the ten masters were destroyed, and no one survived.

Moreover, they were all killed by the same person!

This kind of defeat left people speechless. This was a reflection of the opponent's true strength. The young man opposite looked down at them like a great devil.

Many people feel a sense of frustration. For many years, foreign lands have not encountered such a big defeat.

It was like a slap in the face.

He Ziming stared at Shi Hao, and cross marks appeared in his golden pupils!

"Why, after giving away half a drop of true blood like this, are you still going to give me the jar of ancestral blood? If that's the case, I won't be polite." After that, Shi Hao took out a small white jade cauldron and put the jar of ancestral blood on the ground. He took the severed hand in, sealed it, and said, "Keep it to feed the pigs!"