(third update)

The corpses are like mountains and blood flows into the sea. The rotten corpses are piled up on the ground, inflating into the sky. The white bones, colorful internal organs, silver tendons, and messy hairs will not be like this even in hell.

Countless blood bubbles of all sizes were constantly emerging from the huge blood pool, as if a stove below was heating the blood pool. A strong smell of blood was accumulated around, and even the wind could not dissipate. The bloody smell condensed into a light red Gangsha in the air, and countless twisted figures were twisting and struggling in Gangsha. You could also see some pale faces flashing from time to time. The souls of these tragic dead were screaming and roaring wildly, but there was no sound at all.

Tens of thousands of Longbo people stood stiffly, their bodies unable to move at all. The ancestor Yuanhua laughed and laughed and pressed Fairy Bai Wu onto the blood cloud, and his hands slowly tearing her clothes. Fairy Bai Wu's face was pale and her eyes were red. She suddenly opened her mouth and spit out her tongue to commit suicide, but the ancestor Yuanhua suddenly reached out and pressed her jaw joint.

"What an ignorant girl!" The ancestor Yuanhua laughed in a strange voice: "You are the body of an immortal. Can you compare with mortals? A mortal will die if you break your tongue, and your tongue will only become ugly! How can you become ugly before I enjoyed you?"

A finger was wiping the cheek of Fairy Baiwu, and a blood light penetrated into Fairy Baiwu's cheek. Fairy Baiwu's facial muscles had lost all their strength and could only lie stiffly on the blood cloud and let the ancestor Yuanhua do whatever he wanted. The ancestor Jiang Yun roared beside him. He opened his mouth and roared too hard, and the corners of his mouth were torn apart, and a large amount of blood kept pouring out of the wound.

The ancestor Yuanhua was about to invade the fairy Baiwu. Suddenly, he turned around and saw the blood oozing from the face of the ancestor Jiang Yun. The ancestor Yuanhua immediately laughed: "Hey, why did you forget this? Beauty, beautiful scenery, beautiful things, you must have a passionate blood to adjust the atmosphere!"

With a finger, a hundred strong men from Long Boguo, who were tall and strong, walked slowly to the edge of the blood cloud, stood in a circle and surrounded the blood clouds of about a radius. The strong men bent down stiffly and aimed their heads at the ancestor Yuanhua. With a sharp sound of swords, the flying black sword in the sky fell down, slashing down a hundred huge heads like a sharp knife cutting tofu.

A hundred blood columns erupted, and the ancestor Yuanhua, Jiangyun, Baiwu, Qingxia, even Qingshen, Qingxin, Qingyi and other old Taoists were all sprayed with hot blood. In particular, most of the fairy Baiwu had been pulled off, and her white flesh was covered with thick layers of blood, and her body was covered with blood, exuding a bloody, ferocious, and weird beauty.

The ancestor Yuanhua became excited. He laughed wildly, hurriedly untied his belt, and took off the Taoist robe one by one.

The old priest from Longbo, who was dancing and crying, suddenly raised his hands and neighed to the sky: "Heaven, earth, ghosts and gods testify, ancestors, heroes testify, and all spiritual things in the world testify. Today, our clan made a blood oath that anyone can kill, expel this demon, save our clan from death, and retain our clan's descendants for generations, and be loyal to it as a cow and a horse!"

The fierce and cruel methods of the ancestor Yuanhua made all the people of Longbo present completely despair. At this crisis of genocide, the old priest ignored many things and made the most sacred blood oath, using the future of his clan's future descendants that as long as someone could rescue his clan and prevent his clan from cutting off his bloodline, he was willing to pay the heaviest price. Even if he was a slave or a servant, everything was nothing in front of the inheritance of his bloodline.

Tens of thousands of Longbo people wailed in unison. Although their bodies could not move and their facial muscles were not controlled by them, this could not hinder them from their chests and from their hearts. The long howling sound spread around with cold air, and the blood and energy that condensed everywhere was shattered by the desperate howling.

Just as the old priest made a blood oath and tens of thousands of Longbo people wailed in unison, Wuqi performed Kuafu's pursuit of the sun and flashed to the edge of the blood pool. He glared at the vast ocean of blood pools in front of him, and then looked at the remains of the corpse piled up like a mountain that stretched for millions of miles. Wuqi's hair tied with hair was broken inch by inch, and his long hair was automatically raised up without wind. The powerful force was poured into the long hair, and his long danced, making a crisp chirping like a collision between swords and guns.

"Old ghost, damn it!" Wuqi shouted softly, and his body stretched out and hit the ancestor Yuanhua. He used all his strength to this blow, and his body was like a crazy dragon scattering across the void, and he tried his best to push his shoulders towards the ancestor Yuanhua's heart. There was a faint purple air rising all over his body, and large pieces of dragon scales under his skin continued to emerge. Wuqi used both the Heaven and Earth True Body Art and the Heaven and Dragon Transformation technique to the extreme.

Where was the defense of the ancestor Yuanhua, someone was plotting against him on the Wanxian Star? He killed all the demons and monsters in the Wanxian Star. Even some scattered survivors were not his opponents. They had long been hiding in extremely secret places and dared not stand out. All the creatures on the Wanxian Star, even those ephemeral shrimps, were killed by him. How could anyone attack him?

All his attention was attracted by the beautiful body of Fairy Baiwu. The demonic ancestor Yuanhua was about to taste the beautiful meat. Suddenly Wuqi activated his shoulders like thunder, and his shoulders were pressed against the back of the ancestor Yuanhua. With a crisp sound, the ancestor Yuanhua's body exploded, but there was no flesh and blood in his bones. Once it exploded, a blood mist was flying all over the sky, and it roared and turned into a blood rainbow and pierced the sky.

Vicious curses surged from the flying blood rainbow. Yuanhua's ancestor cursed the sky and the earth, cursed the other randomly when he caught one. All kinds of vicious words were difficult to describe. As long as it was the name of the person he could think of now, whether it was his children and grandchildren or his disciples, he cursed the other when he caught one, and none of them were spared.

A large piece of blood-light ghost fire roared in the dark clouds, and a blood water as thick as a bucket in the blood pool below rushed straight to the sky. The blood rainbow transformed by the ancestor Yuanhua and the blood water, blood light, and ghost fire melted together. Soon it turned into a blood-colored cocoon about a diameter of about a meter. Wuqi snorted coldly, raised his hand and blew away a gray-white cold air. The cold air condensed into a knife in the void, turning into a black ice knife about stairs as thin as a cicada wing but only three inches wide, shooting in the air, bringing a white light to the blood-colored cocoon.

This is the "Xuanyin Divine Sword" attacking the enemy in the Xuan*** Jing. It uses the qi of the most yin of heaven and earth to condense and transform into a knife with its own pure immortal power. The yin and cold are the best spells that can restrain some evil and filthy poisons, and have the powerful lethality of ghosts and gods. The long sword passes through the cocoon and cracks into two pieces with a "crunch" sound. The ancestor Yuanhua, who had just returned to his human form, groaned, and the long sword pierced through his chest. A large piece of bloody ice suddenly frozen his chest. A huge piece of white and miserable ice cube freezes his chest, and the cold air pours out, freezing the nearby blood and qi and evil into snowflakes and slowly falling.

The gang of ancestor Jiang Yun and his gang of people who were tied up, as well as the ancestor Yuanhua, stared at Wuqi like a ghost. The ancestor Yuanhua roared angrily: "My son of Wuqi!"

The ancestor Jiang Yun and Fairy Bai Wu were lifted from the ban, but they could speak. They also exclaimed Wuqi's name at the same time. They never dreamed that Wuqi, who had a shallow cultivation when he left, had such strength in just a few years, and actually smashed the body of Yuanhua's law with one blow. If it weren't for the strange and unpredictable magic skills that Yuanhua practiced, his law was already very different from ordinary immortal bodies. Just this blow could have beaten him to pieces.

Wuqi's body was filled with demonic energy, and the dark demonic energy piping up. After the blood and energy around him was touched by the purgatory demonic energy sprayed out from Wuqi's body, the blood and energy galvanized into the demonic energy, and were digested and absorbed by the demonic energy and turned into a part of the demonic energy. The huge spiritual consciousness scattered everywhere, covering the huge sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood. Wuqi checked inch by inch the things deep in the sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood, and those runes and spells that were hidden very deeply.

The blood pool in front of him was a bit strange. The ancestor Yuanhua divided a wisp of divine thoughts and placed them in the blood pool, and was setting up some evil and strange restrictions. Wuqi's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the blood pool without hesitation and fought with the ancestor Yuanhua's dispersion to fight for the control of the blood pool.

No matter what the ancestor Yuanhua wants to do, it is to destroy him completely, and he can't succeed! With so much essence and blood, the blood pool formed by the gathering of the essence and blood of countless creatures on the Ten Thousand Immortal Star, Wuqi is unwilling to waste it in vain. If it is used for sacrifice, it will be of great benefit!

He looked at the ancestor Yuanhua silently with his hands behind his back. Wuqi didn't say a word, but he just focused on using his spiritual sense to fight with the ancestor Yuanhua's distraction in the blood pool. There were already various prohibitions set by the ancestor Yuanhua in the blood pool. Wuqi's consciousness rushed in, and the blood immediately rolled up huge waves.

The ancestor Yuanhua was also suspended in the air and motionless. He clearly noticed that a terrible divine thought that was thousands of times stronger than his distraction was seizing his control over the blood pool inch by inch. The ancestor Yuanhua's face changed unpredictable. He gritted his teeth and threw all his spiritual sense into the blood pool. He no longer cared about killing the remaining tens of thousands of Longbo people, and he wanted to immediately urge the blood pool of all spirits!

The old priest who was dancing with his hands looked at Wuqi floating in the air. He suddenly fell to his knees and shouted sternly: "That immortal, we have already made a blood oath. If you can save us and avoid the disaster of extermination of our tribe, we will be loyal to you for generations!"

Bloodline oath? Bloodline oath of Longbo people?

Just as he was worried that Wuqi, who was sparsely populated in Donghai County, was ecstatic, he quickly turned his head and moved towards the old priest, and said happily: "It's so good, you are loyal to me, I will definitely let your clan grow! Haha, what is the mere puppet curse?"

With a finger, a large chaotic spiritual light shot out from the fingertips and turned into countless ancient divine texts and blasted on the Longbo people. Countless explosions sounded, and large pieces of broken black smoke were sprayed out of these Longbo people, and they suddenly regained their movement power!

Wuqi laughed and said, "I will save you today. Let's see who can kill you?"

With his mouth opened, a chaotic spiritual light ejected out. Tens of thousands of Longbo people were lightened and were caught by Wuqi in the mustard seed world!

The ancestor Yuanhua was so angry that he roared loudly. The essence and blood of a Longbo country man was comparable to the total amount of essence and blood in the bodies of tens of thousands of ordinary people. Wuqi saved tens of thousands of Longbo people, which was equivalent to snatching the essence and blood of hundreds of millions of mortals from his hands. The ancestor Yuanhua didn't care much about it. His body turned into a blood light and escaped into the pool of blood of all spirits. Then a magic golem of extremely large blood clotted stood up from the pool of blood.
Chapter completed!