Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1471: Blood rebirth

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"Senior, what's the matter?"

Su Zimo asked quickly.

The old storyteller gave him the feeling that he was either laughing and cursing, or calm and calm, or he was decisive, but he had never looked like that before.

"The Bloodvine Clan is here!"

The old storyteller said, waving his hands in front of him.

In an instant, a mysterious and powerful force filled the void, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire mysterious palace!

This power does not have a strong intention to kill, but rather seems a little mysterious and illusory.

But in the face of this power, Su Zimo felt that he was as small as a grain of dust, and would be submerged at any time!

"Go to the library, don't come out!"

The old storyteller waved the sleeves of his robe, and pushed Su Zimo and Fairy Ji into the library again. With a bang, the door of the hall closed!

In the hall, Su Zimo held his breath and was a little nervous.

Looking at the posture of the storyteller, the people from the blood cane tribe this time are definitely not easy to follow, at least they are also strong in the ancestral realm!

Know that some powerful ancestors of the fierce race can even fight against the emperor of the human race!

Huh!

At this moment, in the distant horizon, a large swath of **** clouds floated, surging violently, extremely fast!

In the blink of an eye, I came to the mysterious palace!

Mahayana!

Even though they were hiding in the Book Collection Hall, Su Zimo and Ji Fairy could still feel the terrifying and **** atmosphere outside, which was far beyond the combined state.

Da Ming Seng once said that in the battle of Six Star Mountain, Teng Lingzi died, and tens of thousands of blood cane tribe had no survivors. This incident is very likely to shock the blood cane tribe ancestors.

This time, he said it again.

In order to kill him, the blood cane tribe sent the Mahayana ancestor out of the mountain!

Su Zimo listened intently, feeling a little nervous.

The blood vine tribe, after all, he attracted it.

If a war broke out with the Xuanji Palace and many monks fell, Su Zimo's heart would be extremely guilty.

At this moment, a small hand took the initiative to grab his palm, warm and soft, so that his mind gradually calmed down.

Su Zimo looked sideways and saw the bright eyes of Fairy Ji.

This pair of eyes that are enough to turn all beings upside down and charm the world, at this time they exude a touch of comfort and a touch of softness.

"It's okay, there are senior storytellers."

Ji Fairy whispered quietly.

Su Zimo nodded and smiled slightly.

In the sky in front of the Xuanji Palace, the blood-colored clouds suddenly split a gap, and a blood-colored vine that was as strong as an ancient tree came out from it!

At the top of this blood vine, there was a human face without eyes and no nose, and the blood basin opened wide, exposing the hideous fangs inside, shining with cold light.

This blood vine seems to be inspecting something in the Palace of Mystery, over and over again.

It's just that this blood vine seems to know something too, always hovering outside the exquisite killing array, not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pond!

The movement here has already alarmed many cultivators in the Mystic Palace.

"Huh!"

The figure of the storyteller suddenly appeared in mid-air.

"Your blood fortune ancestor ran to my mysterious palace to do something!"

The old storyteller coldly looked at the blood vine in the air, and said coldly: "Don't get out of here!"

The storyteller is extremely strong and unceremonious!

Under the scolding of the old storyteller, the **** clouds collapsed, and the blood vine shrank back. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a figure and stood in the air.

This ancestor of blood luck doesn't look great, but his middle-aged man has thick blood and murder in his eyes, and his lips are scarlet!

"Hey!"

The ancestor of blood luck laughed strangely and said: "It turns out that Emperor Xuan is guarding here. It's really a coincidence. Between us, if you don't talk secretly, Huangwu is in your mysterious palace!"

"Whether he is in the mysterious palace, don't you know how to watch it yourself?"

The storyteller was expressionless, and sneered: "Since you have given him a slaying order, you can't find anyone with your blood ancestor?"

"Hey."

The blood ancestor stared at the storyteller faintly, and smiled: "Just now, I also saw the aura of the killing order, right here, but for some reason, it disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"Then you go find it, don't stay here in my mysterious palace, get out!"

The old storyteller scolded again, and there was already a bit of murderous intent in his eyes!

It seems that the next moment, he is ready to do it!

The ancestor of blood luck felt something, stepped back a few steps, and sneered slightly: "Xuanhuang, I advise you, it's better not to walk in this muddy water!"

"Huang Wu, this son, has been killed by my six evil tribes!"

"Today, I can't detect Huangwu's breath, but if my bloodvine clan emperor comes, I will definitely be able to find out Huangwu's whereabouts!"

"At that time, if Huang Wu's whereabouts are found in your mysterious palace, your mysterious palace will be prepared to bear the anger of the six fierce races!"

"Noisy!"

The storyteller suddenly stretched out his palm, swiped in the direction of the blood ancestor, and said softly: "Big tearing technique!"

Huh!

The storyteller simply waved his hand, but a terrifying force burst out from his palm, and the entire void was torn in half!

"Supernatural power!"

The blood ancestor's face changed drastically, and he turned around and fled.

But even so, he is still a step slower!

He didn't expect that the storyteller was so strong that he would be forced to suppress him if he said nothing!

This great supernatural power descended on him instantly!

The physical body of the blood ancestor was instantly torn into countless pieces, and the blood mist spurted!

The fragmented flesh and blood, under the power of this great supernatural power, continue to explode, turning into pieces of blood mist!

This can be regarded as a million pieces of corpses!

Even if it is a fit and powerful, it can be reborn with a broken arm, but it cannot be healed.

But at this moment, a ray of blood burst into the sky from the blood mist and fled towards the distance.

The blood mist in mid-air, at a speed visible to the naked eye, swiftly surging towards this **** light, and in a blink of an eye, the flesh of the blood ancestor has been healed and restored as before!

Seeing this scene, Qunxiu in the mysterious palace exclaimed.

"Presumably, this is the magical power that can only be understood in the Mahayana realm, and is reborn from a drop of blood."

"It's terrible! It's too difficult to kill Mahayana ancestors!"

Combined and powerful~IndoMTL.com~ The mana is boundless, and it can be reborn with a broken arm.

When you cultivate to the Mahayana state, you will have vast magical powers, not to mention a broken arm. As long as the soul is immortal, even a drop of blood can be reborn!

Just now, what the blood ancestor released was the magical power of blood rebirth!

"Xuanhuang, don't be proud, my blood cane clan will come back!"

The blood ancestor has fled to a distance, but his voice came from a distance, full of resentment and resentment!

The old storyteller looked indifferent, looking at the **** light that escaped away, but did not catch up.

"It's all gone!"

The old storyteller returned to the Palace of Xuanji and said casually.

The cultivators of the mysterious palace dispersed one after another, but each one still looked excited and talked quietly.

End of this chapter

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