The rays of sunlight hit my face, but it contained a terrifying chill, as if it were frozen thousands of miles away, covering all directions.

On both sides of the back, there is a small golden sword, filled with blood, which is the condensed power of blood. It is unparalleled in sharpness, powerful and terrifying.

There was also an illusory black twisted strange tree. As soon as Pu appeared, Chen Ling felt the vitality in his body condense slightly.

"Oh shit."

Three late stages of zero realm.

Chen Ling's face was ashen, but he couldn't think about who he had offended at this moment. He swayed, and a vortex of purple energy appeared around him, blocking him behind him, and slapped the glow in front of him with his palm.

Bloody explosion.

boom!

The bloodline exploded, and the glow was directly shattered. At the same time, a large piece of it was swallowed directly in his palm to replenish the dissipated bloodline power.

At the same time, two attacks from behind landed hard on the whirlpool.

The whirlpool trembled, as if Chen Ling was struck by lightning, and the blood power in his body was released like a tide.

"Blow it up for me."

Chen Ling's eyes turned red, and a whirlpool of purple energy suddenly burst out, blasting away fiercely.

Thunder pierces the ears, and purple light towers into the sky.

The whirlpool bombardment was like a flood sweeping across all directions in an instant, sucking the two people behind them into it, causing them to scream in agony.

Chen Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood and looked pale.

The monk in front of him had already attacked him. His face was also full of shock, but his attack was even more ruthless. His five fingers turned into claws, and the glow was full of light, like five crystal jade bones volleying across the sky.

Chen Ling took a step forward, without dodge or dodge, and met him with a palm.

"court death."

The monk in front of him sneered.

No matter how extraordinary you are, no matter how strong you are, at this moment, the consumption is so huge, the blood power is self-destructing, and you are traumatized, how can you stop him?

The shadow of the claws was crystal clear, but its power was more terrifying than that of the beast, tearing out five shocking finger marks.

Bang!

Chen Ling's body trembled, and a look of madness appeared on his painful face: "I'll suck you dry."

He ignored the bloody palm and swallowed it.

The monk's face changes drastically from the front.

"What's your bloodline?"

"Damn it, the power of my blood."

"ah……"

The monk screamed uncontrollably, his face twisted violently, as if he had seen a ghost.

The blood in his body was flowing crazily, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't even break free.

At this moment, Chen Ling was acting like a madman, using his devouring ability to the extreme.

The blood power in the body consumes a huge amount, and it seems to be drying up at this moment. How can it be released when it encounters a water source?

The gurgling sound echoed across the bridge.

The minds of some of the monks around him went blank, and they stared blankly at this scene.

"You bastard, die."

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the monk roared in fear. He gathered strength with his other hand, turned the rays of light into a blade, and stabbed Chen Ling between the eyebrows as fast as lightning.

Chen Ling was on guard for a long time, and the moment he moved, his other hand was also raised.

The sharp blade pierced the palm of my hand for a few inches, but it could no longer penetrate.

"Swallow."

A two-pronged approach.

The monk's whole body twitched, his face became paler and whiter, and soon the sharp blade of rays of light melted away inch by inch, turning into pure power and being sucked clean.

"No……"

Seeing the source of blood in his body being pulled out by that suction force, the unspeakable fear rose crazily.

He screamed miserably: "Stop, it's Zhao Mo. Zhao Mo asked me to take action. It's none of my business."

Zhao Mo?

Fuck Zhao Mo.

Chen Ling didn't even look at it, and didn't recognize who Zhao Mo was.

At this moment, he identified the person in front of him.

I'll suck you dry.

In the distance, Zhao Mo heard screams, his face darkened, and he turned around to look.

When he saw the two corpses on the bridge and the monk who was swallowed by Chen Ling and could not escape, his face completely turned pale.

"Three late-stage zero realm...hiss."

If Chen Ling is in the late stage of Zero Realm, it is not too exaggerated to use extraordinary skills to deal with three people of the same level.

But in the middle stage of Zero Realm, you have to deal with the three late stages.

Even if it is extraordinary, it is too terrifying.

At this moment, it was not just Zhao Mo who was shocked.

The one or twenty extraordinary people in Jueyan Palace all had horrified expressions on their faces.

Ling Zifan took a breath and suddenly looked at Zhao Mo, fear flashing in his eyes.

Although everyone depends on their abilities here, Chen Ling saved his father.

Zhao Mo.

How could Junior Brother Chen offend Zhao Mo?

Elsewhere, the source of blood in Chen Ling's body suddenly surged, and a powerful and pure blood was drawn out of the opponent's body.

boom!

There was a surge in Dantian, Chen Ling's face turned red suddenly, and he suppressed the roiling blood. He suddenly let go, and the monk in front of him fell straight down.

"Hiss, the origin of the bloodline has been stimulated."

"What ability is this?"

When the people around him saw the monk on the ground, they all felt horrified and looked at Chen Ling in horror.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and gathered all his strength to refine it quickly.

The origin of the bloodline in the late stage of Zero Realm is very strong.

He stood motionless, but no one around him dared to move.

This confrontation caused most of the monks on the Skysplitting Bridge to stop and watch the battle.

Extraordinary strength, shocking.

"Zhao Mo? You instigated it. When did that guy provoke you?"

An extraordinary person looked at Zhao Mo suspiciously.

Zhao Mo looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "It's just because he's unhappy, do you need a reason?"

Chaofan was speechless for a while, then glanced at Chen Ling with a look of fear in his eyes: "It is indeed a blood-devouring thing. It's awesome."

"Zhao Mo, at your level of cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach this level."

"Tsk, tsk."

After a moment of ridicule, Chaofan turned around and left.

Zhao Mo's complexion was terrifyingly livid.

It was so unexpected that it was almost unbelievable.

Extraordinary power has its limits.

But thinking of Chen Ling's blood-devouring ability, Zhao Mo suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

A sense of murderous intent surged up.

Kill him here.

"Zhao Mo, don't go too far."

Ling Zifan suddenly shouted coldly.
To be continued...