The Blood Hand Demon Lord had a serious face, but he did not force Long Zixuan.

After all, he is the daughter of the head of the Demon Sect, so he dare not be too tough.

"Witch! I see where you are running away!" However, at this moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance.

Hearing this, Long Zixuan turned around and looked over. She saw a golden rainbow falling from the sky in an instant and landing not far away, but it was Ji Changsheng, the third prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

However, Ji Changsheng had not noticed the Blood Hand Demon Lord before. He saw it when he was close. He suddenly felt a little regretful about his recklessness.

Although he really wanted to kill Long Zixuan to avenge Ji Changkong, it would be unworthy if he lost his life because of this.

"Get out!" At this moment, the Blood Hand Demon Lord shouted in a cold voice.

Although with the cultivation of the Blood Hand Demon Lord, killing Ji Changsheng is simply easy.

However, Long Zixuan had already killed the seventh prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he killed Ji Changsheng again, the hatred between the Demon Sect and the Great Zhou Dynasty would be deep.

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty has always had the ambition to unify the immortals and demons, the Great Zhou Dynasty has never really taken action, so the biggest enemy of the Demon Sect is still the Ten Immortal Sects.

Under such circumstances, the Demon Sect naturally did not want to make enemies with the Great Zhou Dynasty and would try to avoid conflicts.

Of course, as the true person of the Demon Sect Thunder Tribulation, the Blood Hand Demon Lord does not need to give Ji Changsheng face. He just scolded Ji Changsheng and did not take action. This is already very kind.

After hearing the words of the Blood Hand Demon Lord, Ji Changsheng suddenly burst into the sky.

He is the third prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and may not be impossible to inherit the throne in the future. Now, it is a very shameful and humiliating to scold the Demon Lord of the North Blood Hand.

However, the other party was the true person of Thunder Tribulation after all, and Ji Changsheng was no match for him at all. No matter how angry he was in his heart, he could only endure it.

However, just as Ji Changsheng was about to retreat, a graceful and luxurious carriage suddenly fell from the sky and appeared in front of everyone.

I saw this chariot being pulled by thirty-six dragon scale horses, which was extremely spacious and huge. There were nine young men and women standing on both sides, holding various musical instruments and playing fairy sounds on their own.

On the throne in the center of the chariot, a middle-aged man with a big golden sword was sitting with a pale face and a very majestic face. He was wearing a black Qilin armor and holding a dragon spear in his right hand.

"Uncle Nine Kings!" Ji Changsheng immediately shouted with surprise.

It turned out that the man on the chariot was actually the Ninth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was also a master of the Thunder Tribulation Real Person Realm, and his strength was not inferior to the Blood Hand Demon Lord.

Obviously, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was extremely angry at the murder of the seventh prince Ji Changkong, otherwise the Ninth Prince would not have appeared here.

After hearing Ji Changsheng's words, Prince Nine just glanced at Ji Changsheng slightly, and then immediately turned his gaze to the Blood Hand Demon Lord.

"Blood-handed Demon Lord, hand over this little witch, otherwise today will be your death!" Prince Nine spoke slowly.

After hearing Prince Nine's words, the Blood-Handed Demon Lord burst into laughter and said, "Ji Fei, you are so angry! This Demon Lord really wants to play two moves with you today to see who will win!"

After the words came, the rolling demonic energy burst out from the body of the Blood Hand Demon Lord, instantly soared into the sky and spread towards the sky in all directions, making the world become dim in an instant.

Bang!

Just as the Blood Hand Demon Lord's demonic energy soared into the sky, the bloody big hand he had condensed from before suddenly shattered, and Hao Jian fell out of it.

"I'll go, your uncle! I'm so suffocating!" Hao Jian, who saw the light of the sky again, immediately started to curse.

He was tightly held by blood before, and not only was the bones on his body almost crushed, but Hao Jian was almost suffocated to death.

If the Blood Hand Demon Lord had not had to do his best to deal with Ji Fei, the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, that would have made Hao Jian find an opportunity to break free from his bloody big hand and escape, he would probably have been suffocated to death.

As Hao Jian finished speaking, in an instant, gazes fell on Hao Jian.

Hao Jian trembled all over and quickly shrank his neck.

"Have I disturbed you? Don't worry about me, you can continue!" Hao Jian said carefully.

boom!

As soon as Hao Jian finished speaking, a stream of terrifying anger erupted from the Blood Hand Demon Lord and swept over Hao Jian.

The Blood Hand Demon Lord is a master of the Demon Sect’s Dharma Guardian and a master of the Thunder Tribulation Realm. Hao Jian dared to scold him, and he was really not a pity to die.

The rolling anger swept over, but was instantly sucked by the blood lotus. Then the blood light burst out from the blood lotus, illuminating Hao Jian's dantian with blood red.

The blood lotus swayed gently, and the origin of the world in all directions was instantly pulled and poured into Hao Jian's body.

This is the anger of the realm of the Thunder Tribulation True Person, and it is naturally extraordinary.

In addition, the Blood Lotus ate so many spiritual weapons and the Huang Zhongli fragments, and its power surged a lot. The origin of the world that was pulled was like a tsunami.

But Hao Jian has no time to refine it.

The moment the Blood Hand Demon Lord looked at him, Hao Jian instantly burst out the blood and blood in his body, and burst backwards.

However, how could the Blood Hand Demon Lord let Hao Jian go? He snorted coldly, and instantly condensed a bloody big hand and headed straight for Hao Jian to attack him.

The Blood Hand Demon Lord had the intention of killing this time and showed no mercy.

The bloody big hand instantly arrived in front of Hao Jian, and was about to slap Hao Jian into pieces.

"Qingfeng's sword!"

However, at this moment, a long roar suddenly rang.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light broke through the air, piercing the bloody big hand and shattering it.

At the same time, Mu Qingfeng, the elder of Taixuan Sect’s Technique, walked out of the void, landed beside Hao Jian, and looked at the Blood Hand Demon Lord.

"Master! This bastard bullies me, you must make the decision for me, beat him to death!" Hao Jian shouted immediately after seeing Mu Qingfeng.

While shouting, Hao Jian hid behind Mu Qingfeng, afraid that the Blood Hand Demon Lord would give him another one.

Seeing this, Mu Qingfeng rolled his eyes immediately and wished he could slap Hao Jian to death with one palm.

This bastard is really embarrassing to him.

At this moment, figures fell from the sky and fell behind Mu Qingfeng, but they were all true disciples of Taixuan Sect.

Qin Mengyao was among them, and there was Xiao Daoyan.

"Yaoyao! You finally come to pick me up. I miss you so much!" Hao Jian immediately shouted and rushed forward.

However, just as Hao Jian rushed over, the giant flame palm suddenly fell from the sky and slapped it directly on Hao Jian's body, blasting Hao Jian into the ground below.

Bang!
Chapter completed!