Emperor Fusheng was shocked, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped him.

Ding! Ding! Ding... Ding!

The alarm bell of Emperor Fusheng Xinhu was ringing. He subconsciously raised his head and his face changed drastically. He saw that in the direction of the north of the sky, a huge white star emerged in the bright world!

Stars are born in the sun, and the emperor will die!

The mind of Emperor Fusheng was blank. He never expected that the signs of Emperor Fall would fall on him again. He used the name of Fusheng as a sign, meaning to take Fusheng lightly, but he did not see through it. Emperor Fusheng was far from seeing through life and death.

Whoosh!

A black afterimage flashed through the air.

The speed of the Tianshe True Lord was not very fast, at least not as fast as before, nor was it beyond the range of the reaction of Emperor Fusheng. However, when the Tianshe True Lord appeared in front of Emperor Fusheng, Emperor Fusheng still could not react.

Click!

The True Lord of Tianshe bit the neck of Emperor Fusheng, and at the same time, the eight arms were wrapped around him, tightly clamping the back of Emperor Fusheng, and his tail was thrown out like a whip. It changed in the middle and turned into a pointed needle and inserted into the back of Emperor Fusheng.

Emperor Fusheng was caught off guard by the True Lord of Tianshe. His body was stiff and he was raised high, and his face showed a look of pain. He couldn't help but growl.

The eight palms and long tail of the Tianshe Zhenjun were constantly sucking the essence and blood of Emperor Fusheng, like a suction cup. The two pairs of fangs of the Tianshe Zhenjun were also greedily sucking.

Behind the True Lord of Tianshe, Luo Chuan looked at Emperor Fusheng coldly, holding a pool of blood in his palm.

This blood pool was carried by the True Lord of Heaven Snake since his birth and was hidden in his chin and neck. It was originally a blood sac. It was later refined by the Tianshe magic weapon for life, nourished day and night, absorbing the essence and blood of the strong to improve the level. Ten thousand years ago, the True Lord of Heaven Snake participated in the battle on the ancient battlefield and was also aiming to raise the blood pool. Before that, the blood pool had reached the level of the first-grade magic weapon, and because it was born from the True Lord of Heaven Snake, the power was doubled by the True Lord of Heaven Snake.

A year ago, Luo Chuan refined the True Lord of Tianshe into an external Dharma body, but did not find the blood pool. That was because after the True Lord of Tianshe fell, he lost the supply of his heart. The blood pool had completely withered.

However, due to a strange adventure in Wuji Stone Body, True Lord Tianshe rekindled his vitality and had unpredictable possibilities again. The originally dead blood pool was filled with blood again.

Previously, the True Lord of Tianshe used the blood pool to refine the Demon Lord of Kong Fang, and had absorbed 80% of his essence and blood, and the blood pool level was improved. Now, the True Lord of Tianshe captured Emperor Fusheng again and was greedy for his essence and blood.

The blood of the two emperors, and their natal essence and blood, are a great tonic for the blood pool!

Luo Chuan held the blood pool with his hands, felt the ferocious, bloody, and destructive aura that was extremely close to the Netherworld. He nodded secretly. Once Emperor Fusheng was refined, he absorbed his own essence and blood, the level of the blood pool would definitely be greatly improved.

However, what Luo Chuan even more was the "True Way of Emperor" obtained after killing Emperor Fusheng, which was the white light bead obtained from the Demon King Kong Fang.

Although Luo Chuan doesn't know what the light bead is for the time being, since it is the birth of the essence of the body when a powerful emperor fell, it is naturally not an ordinary thing.

Above the northern sky, the star is already shaking and may fall at any time.

Although Emperor Fusheng is stronger than Kong Fang, he can face the more terrifying True Lord of Tianshe. When he loses the opportunity, he is already in a desperate situation at this time and the general situation is hard to violate.

At this moment, a gust of hot wind suddenly blew from the sky. Sparks were hidden in the hot wind and were about to bloom.

And from the sky above the northwest, a cloud of ink floated. The ink cloud was unbiased, just above Luo Chuan's head.

This gust of hot wind and the strangeness of Mo Yun came, but it floated from two different directions respectively, and it seemed that it was not the right way.

Luo Chuan's heart skipped a beat. Then the alarm bell of Xinhu sounded.

not good!

Before Luo Chuan could send a message to summon the True Lord of Tianshe, a big black hand suddenly stretched out from the ink clouds, with five fingers vigorous, and the blue veins were exposed, and he quickly grabbed Luo Chuan with the strong wind of the yin evil.

"Tianluo, Ben Sect has been waiting for you for a long time. Tsk tsk, you have made great progress this year, and it turns out that I haven't disappointed Ben Sect."

A sound of old laughter sounded in the clouds.

The moment the laughter sounded, dark clouds were covered with lightning, and even God changed his face.

Although Emperor Fusheng's Daoyin Defense was unique, it opened Luo Chuan's eyes wide, but compared with the laughter of the man in Tiantou, it was inferior to that person.

The heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars, high mountains, flowing water, thunder and snow... It seems that everything is sinking in laughter, disorder, and inverting the routine.

Luo Chuan remained motionless, quietly watching the giant hand falling from the sky. It was not that he didn't want to move, but that the master of the hand laughed too strangely. He came down and suppressed Luo Chuan tightly, sealing his secret realm of Dantian, internal organs, and imprisoning the vitality and Taoist power.

The hot wind that raised the sparks also rushed towards Luo Chuan, and the speed was not slower than that of a giant hand. The nine-petal sparks that were rotating and blooming flew out of the hot wind and became larger in an instant, covering the sky and pressing towards Luo Chuan.

"Master Mo, this son and I, Guangtian Pusheng, also have a grudge. Let me give it to me." A man's voice sounded in the hot wind. He was not old, but with this hand, he showed his strength beyond the Emperor Fusheng, so he naturally would not be a young man.

"Just, Old Man Tong, when have you become so naive? I will definitely win this child!"

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yun and the hot wind had already swept through the sky, less than a hundred feet away from Luo Chuan. The giant hand that emerged from the Mo Feng was ahead of the Nine-Piece Sparks and was very close to Luo Chuan, and it was about to catch Luo Chuan in a blink of an eye.

"Roar...stop!"

The True Lord of Tianshe abandoned the rest of the dying Emperor Fusheng, held the blood pool with one hand, and the other seven arms extended to the sky, pinched the seal with five fingers, and used all their strength to rescue Xiang Luochuan!

Although the strength of the Tianshe True Lord is stronger than that of the Kong Fang Demon Lord, and even slightly higher than that of the Emperor Fusheng, he is far less than the leader of the Demon Sect Palace and the ancestor of Guangtian Pu Sheng. In addition, he was already a beat slower when he reacted and was powerless at this time.

Seeing that Luo Chuan was about to be crushed by a giant hand and his life was hanging on a thread, his hands stretched out from behind Luo Chuan, grabbed Luo Chuan's left and right shoulders, and lifted Luo Chuan up.

Boom!

The giant hand hit the ground and printed a five-finger big handprint!

Luo Chuan avoided the handprints almost in a slight slightest, and the fierce and violent wind of evil was swept away with the power of Taoism, sweeping Luo Chuan!

Luo Chuan's body trembled, his face turned from red to white, and then turned red, revealing a pathological look.

Although it was spare power, it was made by the master of the Demon Sect Palace. Any ordinary monk in the True Dao Realm who encountered was not astonished. Fortunately, Luo Chuan's Longhun physical skills broke through the fourth level and survived.

Turning his head, Luo Chuan saw the Tianbao Demon King and the Earth Treasure Demon King. It was the two of them who took action and rescued Luo Chuan under the killing move of Master Mo.

"Big treasure, second treasure, thank you."

Luo Chuan coughed twice and grinned.

This time, the Tianbao Demon King and the Earth Treasure Demon King ignored Luo Chuan. One of the two demon kings looked at the sky and the other stared at the earth, with confused eyes, but a little complicated.

Luo Chuan also noticed the strangeness between Dabao and Erbao. At this time, he was determined to survive and had no intention of caring about anything else.

"Walk!"

Luo Chuan roared lowly and flew up: "Big treasure, follow me!"

The Tianbao Demon King and the Earth Treasure Demon King hesitated for a moment, and the angry sneer of the leader Gong Mo of the Demon Sect sounded in his ears. Their faces showed fear at the same time. They no longer hesitated and flew up immediately after Luo Chuan.

At this time, the True Lord of Tianshe finally caught up, chanting spells, pinching seals with his hands, turning his hands down the blood pool, covering the ancestor of Mo Sect Master and Guangtian Pusheng.

In the air, three emperor-level powerful men fought fiercely, becoming enemies and not helping each other.

After absorbing the essence and blood of Emperor Fusheng, the blood pool of the Tianshe Zhenjun has been upgraded and evolved again, and has two new functions - Mustard Seed and the Way of Change.

In a moment, the blood pool became bigger and the sea of ​​blood appeared above the ancient battlefield. The blood was thick and flooded, and the waves rolled, turning over from the sky, covering the Demon Sect Gong Mo Sect and the Ancestor Tong.

A small island suddenly grew in the sea of ​​blood. The island was green and the giant trees on the island were towering. In a blink of an eye, the leaves of the giant trees were blown down by a hurricane on the sea, falling into the sea of ​​blood, rising into pieces of duckweed. The duckweed became larger in an instant, ranging from thousands of miles to thousands of miles. From the duckweed, mountains and continents rose up. There were temples on the mountain and Taoist palaces on the continent. There were monks in the temples preaching. Every time they set a trajectory, more than ten thousand blood beads popped out of the sea of ​​blood, turning into tens of thousands of Taoist monks, riding on the wind and controlling dragons, swallowing their energy and spitting swords, flying and patrolling the sea of ​​blood... In an instant, a world of blood sea appeared in the blood pool of the Tianshe Zhenjun, and also enveloped the leader of Mo and the ancestor Tong.

"A little trick to carving insects."

A contemptuous sneer sounded in the mo clouds, just like when the True Lord of Tianshe faced the Emperor Fusheng, full of disdain.

A dark sword energy flew out from the ink clouds, carrying the power of unmatched power, and slashed towards the earliest island in the sea of ​​blood.

The True Lord of Tianshe frowned, waved his eight arms, and kept pinching his seals. A stream of destructive power overflowed from his palm and rushed to the island in the center of the blood pool.

Bang!

The Mo Sect Master slashed the island of Blood Sea, and the entire Blood Sea world shook, and then trembled violently, and a faint collapse trend appeared.

The True Lord of Tianshe gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist Master Mo, just to buy more time for escape for Luo Chuan.

But at this moment, in the hot wind, the old ancestor Guangtianpu Saint Blue Clothing who was sitting cross-legged in the spark cloud disk suddenly took action. He didn't see him exerting much effort. He just stretched out two fingers, aimed at the island, and stroked it lightly.

The island was first attacked by Master Mo, and then received a finger from the ancestor Tong. It could no longer hold on. Finally, it broke into pieces and disappeared into powder.

This small island is the birthplace of the creation of the Blood Sea World. With its destruction, the entire Blood Sea World is shaking, and the next moment it collapses and is knocked back to its original form.

The True Lord of Tianshe spit out a mouthful of black blood, looked at Luo Chuan who was escaping from afar, retracted the exhausted pool of blood and turned around and wanted to escape.

From the dark clouds in the sky, the laughter of the Lord of the Demon Sect Palace sounded.
Chapter completed!