Chapter 482: What I want is that both of you will suffer losses!

"boom!"

The rolling blood energy carried twice the magic power of Yi Chu. At this time, although Yi Chu's blood god had just reached the primary level of the Nascent Soul, the magic power it contained was at the peak of the Nascent Soul. The magic power of twice the peak of the Nascent Soul was poured into pieces. In an instant, the huge moment of Li Tong Zhenjun was blown into pieces.

The yellowish Nascent Soul soared into the air in the rolling blood stream, trying to rush out of the rolling blood stream, but how could Yi Chu, who had already taken action, let the things he got run away?

Just as the moment when Li Tong Zhenjun's Nascent Soul flew out, Yi Chu's palm suddenly turned into claws, and directly grabbed Li Tong Zhenjun's Nascent Soul Soul into his big hand.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me, please spare me, the young man is unaware of Mount Tai. If you offend me, you should die. As long as you forgive me, you will not die, I..." Zhenjun Li Tong, who was in Yi Chu's palm, no longer had any toughness at this time, looked at Yi Chu with his eyes and begged with low slightest begging.

"Be a slave or a servant? Humph, I want to vomit when I look at you, so there is no need." With a cold snorting, Yi Chu grabbed the palm of his hand, and the Yuanying of True Lord Li Tong instantly exploded into a pile of crushed powder.

True Lord Li Tong died, not only was he destroyed, but even the soul Yuanying who had been practicing for many years exploded into the void.

For those who practice, the death of the body is not a major event. In their opinion, the most terrifying thing is that the soul and soul are destroyed. Once they reach the state of Nascent Soul, they can immediately escape thousands of miles away when they see something wrong. Therefore, the fall of Nascent Soul-level cultivators is rare in the vast land of Shenzhou. This is also the reason why Taoist Feixuan, a Nascent Soul master, can support the Blood Transformation Sect.

But now, the True Lord Li Tong just met and was blown up by this sudden guy. This jaw-dropping change made the hearts of Zhan Hunzi and others tremble.

True Lord Li Tong is not the strongest among them, but not the weakest. However, True Lord Li Tong's death made them lose their lips and teeth cold, and they involuntarily felt a sense of fear for the visitor.

The rolling Wu Earth Qi burst into the void at the moment when Li Tong Zhenjun's Nascent Soul exploded. Yi Chu naturally would not let go of such a great replenishing object. With a big mouth, the rolling Wu Earth Qi was swallowed into his stomach by him.

"Who else is tired of living and willing to come up to die?" Yi Chu took a step forward calmly and shouted in a deep voice to the three others including Zhan Hunzi.

The rolling blood light kept hovering around Yi Chu. Yi Chu, who stepped forward, was like a fierce evil wrapped in blood, bursting out a terrifying evil aura. In this fierce murderous aura, the three people including Zhan Hunzi were captured, and no one dared to come forward to talk.

"Who will come up to die?"

Yi Chu took another step, and the rolling murderous intent, like the essence, enveloped the entire void. Under this surging murderous intent, the entire Blood Transformation Peak instantly soared into the sky. The vast blood light shrouded in the sky!

The disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect were all excited at this time. After many years, they had never spoken so hard. Even Taoist Feixuan, who was the Taoist Feixuan, was only barely indifferent to his face. He treated every Nascent Soul master with a polite smile.

Now, such a peerless fierce man has emerged from his sect. In an instant, he killed a master of Nascent Soul in the void and even more powerfully suppressed the three masters of Nascent Soul.

"This Taoist brother, as the saying goes, killing people is just a lie. The three of us don't know that there is such a Taoist brother in the noble sect. We offended him without any intention. Please forgive me! Enemies should be resolved rather than to make a fortune. This time, it is really the fault of the three of us. We will bear all the losses of the sect. We also ask the three of us to look at our colleagues in the Demon Sect. For this matter, let's forget about this." After pondering for a moment, Zhan Hunzi said with a smile on his face.

Although the Hunzhanzi said it nicely, all the monks understood what he meant. He was begging for surrender, showing weakness, and admitting defeat. Compensating for all losses, whether to kill Li Tong or kill for nothing. This is like being slapped by someone else, and having to greet him with a smile. Finally, I ask others, since the effect of force is mutual, will your hands hurt?

Elder Chuan Gong was amused when he heard what he didn't even dare to think about just now. Just now, they were bound to die, and they could not even beg for surrender. But now, the fierce man actually said soft words, and the crisis of the Blood-Crafting Sect was instantly resolved.

"I can enter the Blood Demon Pool so many times without dying, and I know that this Blood Mingzi, no, it should be the one who revives my Blood Transformation Sect." The guardian elder held the hand of Elder Chuan Gong with excitement on his face and said sighing.

Hearing the words of his old partner, Elder Chuangong did not breathe back in one breath. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "This old man is really, what are you saying, "Why are you going to steal my lines?"

"Are you begging for surrender?" Yi Chu looked at Zhan Hunzi lightly, his voice calmly, making people unable to hear joy and sorrow.

The face of the Soul-Slaying Zi changed rapidly. Since he became a Nascent Soul, no one has dared to talk to him like this for many years. But today, in full view of everyone, he was so openly humiliated! If this person's cultivation level was not too weird and he was really not sure of winning, he would have to fight to the death.

"Brother Dao said this, and it can be understood this way, but I mainly do it for the good of both of us. Although Brother Dao's cultivation is strong, the three of us are not weak. If we fight, we still don't know what the outcome is. But in this world, it's not just us. If one of them suffers both sides, it will be profitable by others in the end. Brother Dao, don't you?" Zhenhunzi smiled in a slight sense of threat.

Both sides were injured and the fisherman benefited. These thoughts that just emerged made the heads of the Blood Transformation Sect such as Elder Chuangong change their expressions one by one. In despair, they finally came to such a backer, how could he and others suffer from both sides? When their thoughts were changing, the elder Chuangong slowly stepped forward and was ready to speak.

But at this moment, Yi Chu said coldly: "Both losses are both injured, you are worthy of it? Now, I will give you two ways. First, join the Blood Sect; second, die!"

As soon as Yi Chu's voice fell, a huge wave suddenly roared. No one expected that Yi Chu would dare to speak so rampantly!

Although he came up and killed Li Tong Zhenjun, Li Tong Zhenjun was not only injured at that time, but this does not mean that the three others including Zhan Hunzi would defeat him. Even in everyone's eyes, if Zhan Hunzi and others fought desperately, Yi Chu would have no chance of victory at all.
Chapter completed!