Many subtle cracks appeared on his body, and blood oozed out, almost bursting and shattering.

With just one palm, Bao Lie suffered a terrible injury and almost died.

The same cultivation level in the Dao Realm, but the strength gap is not that big.

Just as the Blood Slaughter God Slaughter was about to make up another palm, Zhang Ruochen took action and knocked out the Qingtian Futu Tower.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Qingtian Futu Tower resisted the Blood-Slaughtered Son, Zhang Ruochen rescued Bao Lie and fed him a large number of springs of life.

"Just you want to fight with this Son of God, but you don't know how to live or die." The Son of Blood Slaughter shook the Qingtian Futu Tower and said coldly.

Seeing that Bao Lie was so hurt, everyone's hearts couldn't help but sink. I wonder what they could use to fight against the Son of Blood-Slaughter.

They had been seriously injured before, but they barely destroyed the clone of the Blood-Slaughter God Son. Faced with his true body, they didn't even have the power to fight back.

Zhang Ruochen clenched his fists and was extremely eager for power. If his cultivation level could also reach the Dao Realm, or the Dao Realm, why should he be afraid of slaughtering the God Son?

He does not lack resources, potential, and all he lacks is time.

Give him a hundred years more time, and under the Great Sage, he will not be afraid of anyone.

The Son of Blood Slaughter did not seem to be in a hurry to kill Zhang Ruochen and others. He liked to see their fearful appearance and forced them into the depths of the sword tomb step by step.

Above the black field, there are various sword weapons, both intact and incomplete, with different shapes and countless numbers.

The deeper you go, the more active the sword rules will be, and the stronger the imprisonment power will be on other monks.

Except for Zhang Ruochen, Bao Lie, Ji Fanxin and others, they were all under extreme suppression and their strength was sharply reduced.

On the other hand, the Blood Slaughter God Son is still as powerful as a rainbow, with a complete Supreme Holy weapon in hand, and it is difficult for the sword tomb to suppress it too much.

In a mysterious place in the sword tomb, Luo Yi showed his body and frowned at Zhang Qiang's extremely bloody son.

"I finally found something, and the idiots like the Immortal Vampire Clan rushed in. It's really hateful."

Luo Yi's face looked ugly, and he was very unhappy that the Immortal Vampire came to ruin his good deeds.

With the release of powerful mental power, a giant appeared behind him, holding a giant heavy sword.

The giant is not a creature, but a dead corpse. It has been dead for many years. It is buried in the sword tomb. Its body does not rot and it has powerful power.

"It's not that easy to release Pluto, go." Luo Yi sneered, driving the giant with his mental power.

"boom."

The giant suddenly jumped out, condescendingly, waved a giant heavy sword, and slashed the Blood-Slaughter God Son down.

"snort."

The Blood Slaughter God Shrug snorted heavily and pointed out with one point and killed him.

A blood light burst out, slashing through the space and bombarding the giant sword.

"roar."

The giant roared like a wild beast, slashing swords and slashing, and was fearless of death.

Even though he died, he could still have a great advantage as a sword cultivator in the sword tomb.

Zhang Ruochen glanced in the direction where the giant jumped out, and a light flashed in his eyes, thinking.

The next moment, he came to his senses and without hesitation, he led Bao Lie and others to a distance as fast as possible to drive towards an ancient mountain covered with ice and snow.
Chapter completed!