Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2222: Blood slave

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the sword monarch, how good it is."

"Further on, it is possible that the four of me will be defeated by him."

The four princes of Zhenwu Shenjiao are more and more frightened, and their fighting power is scared.

"No way, I can only use blood slaves." One of the gods said coldly.

The other three nodded in agreement.

Even if you see this monk waving suddenly, the two blood-filled figures appear on top of the void.

"Huh?"

He Xiu's gaze was fixed, but he followed closely but looked at one of them.

He looks at a pale old man with a pale face. The breath emanating from this thin old man has reached the level of God Emperor.

"Lingqu God Emperor!" He Xiu was startled.

The skinny old man is obviously the soul and body of the lost track after the stars came to this continent.

I didn't expect it to appear here suddenly, and although the spirit **** of the Lingqu at this moment still exudes the spirit of the **** emperor, it feels completely different.

"What's going on, what's the matter with you Emperor Lingqu?" He Xi asked lowly.

"Haha, what's wrong with him? It's just that he was made into a blood slave, rest assured, you will be like him right away." The gods of the Zhenwu gods laughed.

He Xiu's face has become extremely ugly.

He can see that the Lingqu God in front of him and the peak **** next to him have apparently lost their consciousness and are staring at him now.

In the pub in the distance.

"Is it controlled by the soul?" Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the two **** figures.

"No, if it ’s just controlled by the soul, although it has lost its consciousness, the vitality still exists, and it feels like a normal person, but now these two people ... have no vitality, this kind of It feels like the trenches! "

"Trenches ..."

Jian Wushuang has seen that Lingqu God Emperor and another peak prince whom Jian Wushuang does not know are being transformed into trenches by strange means.

The means of turning a **** emperor into a trench of warfare is much more poisonous than soul control.

"It seems that I didn't expect anything wrong. There is indeed someone behind Zhenwu God, and the origin of this person ..." Jian Wushuang groaned secretly.

On that battlefield.

"Blood slave, kill him!"

The prince of Shinwu Shinto commanded.

The two blood slaves didn't hesitate, they immediately attacked He Xi.

These two blood slaves, one is the emperor, and the other is the peak prince, which is much stronger than the lineup of the four princes of Zhenwu Shenjiao.

Especially the Lingqu God Emperor. The Lingqu God Emperor's combat power was even good among the **** emperors. After being refined into a blood slave, his combat power was obviously increased by another step, bringing He Xiu The pressure is coming, great.

"I can't resist the Emperor Lingqu at all."

He Xiu also has self-knowledge, so the moment Emperor Lingqu left, he also waved his hands, and immediately there were four burly bodies wearing silver battle armors appearing in the void.

The four silver armors are impressively four silver armor fighters.

This is what He Xiu deliberately brought before Jian Wushuang's departure.

Each of the four silver armored soldiers has the power and power of an ordinary god, but they do not know how to kill. However, the four silver armored soldiers join forces, but it is enough to stop the Lingqu god. .

As long as the Emperor Lingqu is stopped, the rest of the peak god, He Xiu can easily deal with it.

The city center is the most central. The battle continues, and the battle is getting more and more fierce.

The four gods of Zhenwu Shenjiao were very proud at first, but after seeing He Xiu taking out four silver armored soldiers to stop Lingqu God Emperor, they were not proud.

"Why don't you have four silver armored soldiers on your body?"

"Trouble, there are four silver armor soldiers, even if there are two blood slaves, we can't help him."

"Hurry up, tell the leader about the things here, everything is up to the leader."

The four gods immediately summoned the **** Bai Xing.

In the nest of Zhenwu God.

"Sure enough, things aren't that simple." After receiving the summons, Bai Xing Shendi was not surprised. "Now only He Xiu and the four silver armored soldiers are present, but if I guess correctly Xingchen's pulse must have arranged other strong men in the dark, or have some other means. "

"Only a few of them, plus two blood slaves, couldn't get them at all. Even if I took the shot myself, I am afraid that a strong person would immediately stop me in the vein of the stars. Until now, only Some adults, please. "

Thinking of this, the Emperor Baixing didn't hesitate, and immediately invited the adults.

In a secluded temple.

"Sir."

The Emperor Bai Xing respectfully stands in front of the middle-aged man in a loose silver robe.

"Are you okay?" The middle-aged man looked up and glanced at Baixing God Emperor with a very cold attitude.

Baixing God Emperor, a divine emperor, was placed in ancient times, that is, in the middle of chaos, and the weakest kind. This middle-aged man naturally didn't care.

Don't talk about this Baixing **** emperor, even the entire Zhenwu **** religion, will not be regarded by this middle-aged man.

If it is not because of his special hobby that he needs to get the blood of his virginity, and if his elder brother and second elder need some cultivation resources, he will not have any intersection with this true martial art.

"Lianqu God Emperor, who was previously made into a blood slave by your master, the star behind him sent the strong one over again, and is now in the city outside of my Zhenwu Shinkyo with me The strong kill, the strong one of my true martial arts religion, I am afraid it is difficult to resist. "Baixing God Emperor carefully.

The middle-aged man is still dull.

The three brothers asked Zhenwu Shenshen to collect resources. Indeed, Zhenwu Shenshen did it truthfully, but such a wild search would naturally provoke some forces. Middle-aged men also knew this, so they had previously He promised that if any problems occurred in the process of collecting resources for Zhenwu Shenshen, they could ask them to come forward to solve them.

Last time the Emperor Lingqu came to the realm of Zhen Wu Shen religion, it was the middle-aged man who came to solve it himself.

"The pulse of the stars is annoying. How many people have they come this time? What is the realm?" the middle-aged man asked casually.

"Now there is only one person appearing. He is a god. His name is He Xiu." Baixing God Emperor said.

"It's ridiculous that a prince in the area should also take the shot himself. You, the martial arts gods, can't get a wine bag and a rice bag?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but be furious.

"Adult breathe in anger." Bai Xing Shendi explained, "He is indeed a god, but he is an out-of-the-box genius, and his combat power is comparable to that of ordinary gods. In addition, he has four silvers in his hands. A Taoist ... "