Return of the Reborn God Emperor Chapter 1583: killing intentions

"Impossible!"

"Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

Over nine days, Blood Qing Ancestor couldn’t help but get crazy.

He came to Shenwu with ambition, intending to seek the treasure of Emperor Zheng...

As a result, the advent has not been completed, but it is going to be slaughtered?

What makes him harder to accept is that while this avatar is about to die, the deity waiting in the sky is also suspected of being destroyed, and it is a step ahead of his avatar!

"Break me--"

The blood ancestor madly urged the consciousness, trying to break through the illusion that enveloped him.

However, it is of no use.

The reality is so cold that there must be no disobedience.

"Even so..."

Finally, Blood Qing Ancestor is desperate.

Due to the launch of the curse killing festival, his demon body is shattering, and a greasy face turned viciously to Chen Xiao: "Boy, this matter will not end so easily!"

His residual body quickly melted and turned into a scarlet symbol, straight to the eyebrows of Chen Xiao.

"This seat is in the blood sea ancestral land, leaving a line of immortal true spirits. Once this seat falls, everything you see before the fall will be fed back to the true spirit!"

The blood ancestor's look is fierce and full of boundless viciousness: "And this blood-kill mark will position you, no matter you or Divine Martial Continent, you can't escape the fate of perdition--"

"Blood Kill Mark?"

Chen Xiao heard the words and grinned calmly: "Are you saying this mark?"

So--

A **** symbol flew out of his eyebrows, quite similar to this one of Blood Qing's ancestor, except that both the volume and the breath must be weaker than one or two.

This is also a blood-kill mark!

"You, you, you..."

In an instant, Blood Qing Ancestor was struck by lightning.

The secret method of Blood Kill Mark is not easy for every blood demon clan.

Either, cultivate to reach the realm of the gods, or have the royal bloodline of the blood demon clan!

This blood-slaying mark is very weak, but the breath is extremely pure, obviously from a blood demon clan.

In recent years, among the blood demon clan royal family, there was only one person who fell.

Blood Demon Clan Pride——Blood Thirteen!

"You killed the blood thirteen? It's you! It's you—"

The blood ancestors swayed all over, so uncomfortable that they almost wanted to vomit blood: "My blood demon clan's arrogant, was actually killed by you? Hate! Those idiots in the clan are still looking for that **** earth, but they don't know The real murderer is simply hundreds of millions of miles away!"

"Well? What are you talking about?"

This moment.

Chen Xiao's eyes suddenly froze, and endless cold light burst from the depths of his pupils.

That is a killing intention that can't be described in words at all, it has nothing to do with cultivation or strength, it is just the purest killing intention bred from the blood of the corpse mountain!

"You said...Earth?"

Word by word, killing the sky.

If we say that in the previous battle, Chen Xiao’s attitude has always been strategic, and the situation is under control...

So now, he is really angry!

How can Chen Xiao forget?

When he was on the earth, a blood demon descendant who was killed was named Blood Thirteen.

And he also vaguely inferred that Blood Thirteen is still possible, and is the culprit that caused the destruction of the earth in the previous life!

The previous life Chen Xiao practiced successfully. After many hardships, crossing the starry sky and returning to the galaxy where the earth is located, he found that the entire galaxy was erased by someone. Some powerful people tried to confuse the heavens and make him unable to find it. To the slightest clue!

This matter, even if he later became an emperor, was still like a throat.

How can you forget?

Never forget!

"Zhentian!"

Chen Xiao immediately raised his hand, a splendid temple vacated, blooming in vain, a force to suppress the world, and kill the gods and demons, and locked the void of all directions.

For a period of time before, the temple spirit of Zhentian Temple has been deep in the soul sea of ​​Chen Xiao, practicing the exercises taught by Chen Xiao.

That's a magical skill that can make Qiling get rid of shackles and keep growing!

Therefore, what happened in the outside world is not known by Zhen Tian Dian Ling.

Now, he was summoned by Chen Xiao, and almost immediately, he screamed loudly:

"Blood Engine--"

He will never forget...

At that time, his old master died in the hands of Xueqing!

The enemies met each other with a special eye.

"Is it you?"

The blood ancestor also recognized Zhentian Temple.

This ancient shrine that once shined in the first battle on earth.

In his scarlet eyes, errors, shock, and dullness emerged, and in the end, it turned into a deep mocking.

"It turns out that the remnants of the earth are not dead yet!"

Obviously it was a dying moment. The smile on the face of Blood Qing's ancestors was more ridiculous: "However, how about you killing this seat? When the earth was destroyed, this seat was just cultivated as a god, and Today, this seat has already been built into a god!"

"You can't imagine the strength of my Demon Race, and now this seat is nothing more than a god!"

"Both the earth and Divine Martial Continent are destined to perish. Do you think your struggle can really play a role?"

"I changed my mind."

Suddenly, Chen Xiao spoke indifferently, interrupting the blood ancestor: "Originally, I only intended to kill you~IndoMTL.com~ But now..."

Chen Xiao raised his hand and grabbed it. The silver heavenly book blocked the heavenly machine, and the small bronze coffin in his hand opened a gap and brazenly covered the blood ancestors!

"What is this!!!"

There was a burst of black in front of his eyes, and some kind of inexplicable thrill spread across the body in an instant, making the blood ancestor's heart sullen.

Spiritual intuition tells him that the danger of these two objects is more than the mysterious power exerted by Chen Xiao before!

"This is what you will do at all costs...the fairy to find on earth!"

Chen Xiao opened to the poles indifferently, and the small bronze coffin fell down, engulfing the remnant soul of Blood Qing ancestor.

The pupils of Blood Qing's ancestors contracted suddenly.

This moment, he thought too much.

It's a pity that everything is too late!

"It's finally over."

Chen Xiao raised his hand, put away the small bronze coffin, took a deep breath, immediately shook his body, and almost fell from the sky.

Feng Xiaya flew from a distance, quickly helped Chen Xiao, asked with a worried face:

"Big jerk, are you okay? There is the curse just now..."

"I'm fine, but my mental exertion is a bit heavy."

Chen Xiao looked inside immediately, and saw a trace of black gas that was difficult to detect with his naked eyes, slowly growing in his body, and he could not help but sink slightly.

If it is just the blood ancestor, then Chen Xiao is naturally fearless.

However, the previous curse killing sacrifice, as well as the existence of the ancient **** Tian Yuan, is suspected of the secret calculation of a curse emperor!

"But okay, not too serious."

Chen Xiao grinned and his chest slightly bulged. At the next moment, his voice was like a bell, spreading throughout the Divine Martial Continent.

"You..."

"Immediately liquidate the Mozu from now on!"

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(End of this chapter)

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