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- Wangqiu Shenzi and Jiumu Tianwang were beheaded one after another, and even Xia Wenxin was seriously injured and had to withdraw from the sword tomb. How could the immortal vampire monks still dare to fight?
However, the monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan understand that Zhang Ruochen only gained such powerful combat power in the Sword Tomb.
Therefore, they all exited the Sword Tomb as quickly as possible.
"Leave it to me."
Zhang Ruochen ignored the army of undead vampires and focused on the Son of Blood.
With the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and the Blood Drop Sword as the core, countless war swords gathered together to form a torrent, sweeping towards the Son of Blood Slaughter God in a mighty manner.
"I can't defeat you."
The Blood-Slaughter God Son drove the Infinite Hell Tower and rushed decisively outside the Sword Tomb.
His speed is not bad, but with the blessing of space and time, the speed of the sword torrent is even faster, and after a while, it catches up with him.
"Zhang Ruochen."
The Son of Blood-Slaughter God gritted his teeth and roared out these three words.
His eyes were burning with anger, and he was simply mad with hatred.
It¡¯s all just because this is the Sword Tomb, just because there are Yin spirits to help, and just because the bloody sword suddenly arrives, disrupting his plans time and time again, forcing him to retreat.
If word of this battle spreads, all the monks in the hell world will probably laugh at him.
Unfortunately, it¡¯s too late to say anything now.
Anyone can see that they are really doomed.
With a gritted teeth, the Son of Blood Slaughter slashed his wrist, causing a large amount of essence and blood to flow out of his body and merge into the Infinite Purgatory Tower.
The Infernal Purgatory Tower immediately began to rotate rapidly, and a large amount of purgatory fire erupted.
In this process, it keeps going backwards.
"Bang."
Shen Yuan's ancient sword and the blood-dropping sword were combined to create a cross sword light, which penetrated the defense of the Infernal Purgatory Tower and killed the son of the Blood Slaughter God.
The treasured clothing on the Blood-Slaughter God Son immediately tore apart, his physical defenses were shattered, a cross sword wound appeared on his chest, and his entire body was almost cut into several pieces.
Blood spurts out from the mouth of the Blood-Slaughter God Son, and his breath becomes sluggish.
Although he saved his life, he was seriously injured and could no longer fight.
Just when Zhang Ruochen was about to strike again, the Infernal Purgatory Tower emitted a terrifying power that dispersed the torrent of swords.
"Shua."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? can bring the Son of Blood-Slaughter God with him to the Infernal Purgatory Tower, and instantly escape from the Sword Tomb.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful divine power burst out, forcibly tearing apart the space, and the Infernal Purgatory Tower suddenly escaped into it and disappeared without a trace.
"There is a remnant soul of a god in the Tower of Infinite Purgatory. The Blood-Slaughter God Son awakens the remnant soul of the god through blood sacrifice, thereby urging the Tower of Infinite Purgatory to tear apart the space and escape." The Blood-Drip Sword Spirit explained in a cold voice.
"Pity!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen frowned and sighed: "Xuetu's combat power is almost invincible under the Great Sage. Even Yanliren, who was known as the tenth emperor eight hundred years ago, may not be his opponent. So. If the enemy escapes, the consequences will be endless.¡±
"The remnant soul of the Dao God has awakened. Even I can't keep him. However, he has been seriously injured, and the damage is so severe that he will not be able to recover in a short time." The blood-dropping sword spirit said.
Without the remnant soul of the god, even if the blood-slaughtered son of god escaped from the sword tomb, she would still be sure to keep him behind.
"Then wait until next time to kill him."
Zhang Ruochen nodded, not too entangled.
Zhang Ruochen believes that with the help of the sundial, his cultivation level will definitely improve rapidly. By then, even if he does not need to take advantage of the geographical advantage of the Sword Tomb and the power of the sixteen ancestors, he may not be able to compete with the Blood Slaughter God Son.
On the other side, while Zhang Ruochen was dealing with the Son of the Blood Slaughter God, all the monks from the Immortal Vampire Clan exited the Sword Tomb, and then they tried non-stop to escape from the Ancient Suppression Clan.
"Thank you, ancestors."
After thanking the ancestors of Taotian Sword, Zhang Ruochen flew out from the huge holy shadow formed by the sixteen ancestors.
After leaving the Sword Tomb, he could no longer borrow the power of his ancestor and had to rely on himself.
Fortunately, the undead vampire clan has been defeated and there is no need to cause trouble.
Led by Xia Wenxin, the army of undead vampires quickly approached the entrance and exit previously broken by the Underworld Immortal. Only by passing there could they leave the Ancient Suppressing Prison Clan.
¡°It¡¯s wonderful, it¡¯s wonderful, there is no way here, where else do you want to escape?¡± The little Taoist Zhenmiao showed his figure with a proud look on his face.
???????????????????????????????????????????: Shen Yuan's ancient sword and the blood-dropping sword appeared earlier, and they followed Zhang Ruochen's instructions and came to seal the undead vampire's retreat.
?Enemy camp.
The others did not hesitate and rushed out.
With Bao Lie, Murong Yue and others taking action, the Saint King Realm experts on the side of the Immortal Vampire Clan quickly fell away, and the remaining ones no longer posed any threat.
The Immortal Vampires have been so frightened by the killing that they can't even form a battle formation. They just want to escape, but unfortunately there is no way to escape.
The outcome has already been doomed, and no more miracles are possible.
After a fierce fight, the monks of the ancient Zhenyu clan wiped out all the undead vampires.
There is no need to be kind to the undead vampires.
"We won, we actually won."
Many people murmured as if they were dreaming.
Facing the crazy offensive of the undead vampires, they were desperate again and again. No one thought that there would be a chance to make a comeback in the end.
"Junior sister, have you seen it? Senior brother has avenged you!"
"Grandpa, we have guarded the sword tomb, please rest in peace!"
"Father, don't worry, I will shoulder the responsibility of guarding the sword tomb from now on."
Many people in the Zhenyu Ancient Clan are crying, remembering their relatives and friends.
Although they have won, no one can laugh at all. Too many tribesmen died in this battle, their homes were reduced to ruins, and their hearts were filled with sorrow.
"Win? This is just the beginning!"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and couldn't help but sigh.
The Kunlun Realm is now riddled with holes, and strong men from the Hell Realm are invading at all times. The war has just begun, and the future is destined to be even more cruel.
¡°Maybe one day, the entire Kunlun world will be destroyed. By then, I don¡¯t know how many people will survive. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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