Chapter 1325

"Keng!"

The sharp meaning of Xuanguang spirit sword was blocked for a moment by this blood shadow with one hand.

then.

Poof!

The blood shadow disintegrated and a broken hand flew out directly.

But break a hand, but also blocked Wang Xu's attack for a moment, let blood shadow have a chance to save Catherine.

"Click! "Pooh..."

In the strange sound of bone and flesh growth, the blood shadow retreated tens of meters, but his broken right hand was quickly regenerated at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who?"

Wang Xu frowned slightly and looked at the blood shadow.

This is a man who is covered with blood color. He is much taller than ordinary people. He is two meters four or five. The blood color on the outside is like a layer of plasma, which fluctuates like water. Finally, he turns into a suit full of Western medieval style clothes. Behind him is a piece of blood color.

His face was very beautiful. His face was red and white as a baby. He was not as pale as a vampire. His eyes were scarlet, just like two blood gems in the night.

The breath on his body is also extremely powerful, and his energy fluctuates like a vast ocean. It is the strongest existence Wang Xu saw in the Chinese world. That kind of breath fluctuates, it is actually a faint trend to compare with the lower Wu Zun.

At first glance, Wang Xu almost mistook himself for a wuzun.

"True ancestor?"

On one side, Feng Delun saw the shadow of blood. He was very happy and cried out.

There was a little doubt in his voice, as if he was not so sure. After all, the true ancestor of Jimi has been sleeping for thousands of years.

"You have the smell of my blood in your body. It seems that you are my offspring."

The blood shadow saw an eye Feng Delun, light way.

Then he turned to look at Wang Xu, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was faint

"Little guy, you also have a familiar smell. That burning feeling reminds me of things a long time ago. You are... "

"Warrior?"

Blood shadow frowned, and there was a trace of doubt in her voice

"If I remember correctly, in the last war between the East and the west, the warrior has been destroyed by us. How can there be a warrior like you? What time is it? "

The last sentence was obviously not for Wang Xu. While Feng Delun immediately said respectfully:

"Tell Zhenzu that it has been thousands of years since your last awakening."

"Has it been... A thousand years? It seems that it's time for me to leave. The time limit for staying in the world for 500 years has already passed. "

As she spoke slowly, Xueying looked at Catherine who was protected by him and said faintly:

"Are you a member of the dark night Protoss? Can the temple of the true God of the holy land still be used? "

"Ah? My Lord, I don't know what you're talking about. "

Catherine exclaimed, a little confused.

Wang Xu looked at the scene, only felt a burst of ridiculous, he was ignored?

He has always been the only one who ignores others. Today, he is ignored, or in person, so naked.

Wang Xu's eyes swept over the blood shadow's right hand, which had recovered as before, and said sarcastically:

"It's just a low blood demon. As soon as he came out, he was cut off by me. You can still pretend to force me here. Who gives you confidence? "

What is a low blood demon?

It is the existence of blood demon, which is almost at the bottom of the demon race. Unlike human beings, demons attach great importance to blood. If blood is not enough, there will be a limit to their power. Unless they are lucky, they will never be able to break through the limit of blood.

For example, the low blood demon in front of him seems to be a powerful existence that lived thousands of years ago, full of pride and indifference to the warrior.

But in Wang Xu's eyes, it is a low blood demon who can never break through the threshold of wuzun.

As for the "blood clan" of Feng Delun and other descendants, they are just the hybrids of blood demons. The ugly point is that hybrids have lower blood limit and lower upper strength limit.

Pass on from generation to generation, this upper limit also reduces unceasingly, finally can only degenerate into has no extraordinary ability beast, sucks the blood beast!

"Well? You're a warrior. How can you know the existence of our blood demon? Before, didn't you call us gods? "

Xueying, also known as Jimi Zhenzu, was slightly surprised.

"Strange gods? I said, "you're a low blood demon. You've been sleeping for a long time. Are you full of paste in your head?"

Wang Xu shook his head, his voice full of undisguised disdain

"It's my fault. I forgot that the thing you demons like to do most is to play yourself as a God and enslave the weak. It seems that you did the same thing in the west of the world a thousand years ago. "

"Warrior, answer me, where do you know this?"

Jimi Zhenzu's face changed slightly and his eyes fixed on Wang Xu.

"The world has changed. You can't keep up with the times. Do you think this world is still the time when you pretended to be a ghost? " Wang Xu has some pity.

"One last chance, answer me, warrior."

Jimi Zhenzu's eyes were gradually frozen, and his bloody robes were slowly fluctuating, from which a strong smell of blood came out.

"I said, where on earth do you feel superior? Just now, I just cut off your hand

Wang Xu sneered. Xuanguang spirit sword hung upside down. The sword was full of vitality and burst open. With Peng Bai's roar, he chopped at Jimi Zhenzu.

Even if Jimi Zhenzu stands in front of Catherine, no matter how powerful he is, he can't stop Wang Xu from killing Catherine.

He already said that.

Whoever blocks it, kill it!

"To die!"

Ji Mi Zhen Zu's face was cold and he suddenly stretched out his hand.

Thousands of years ago, he came to the world and did not know how many warriors he killed. Thousands of years later, how dare any warrior challenge him face to face?

After a long time, have these damned and weak Aboriginal warriors completely forgotten the pain he once brought?

The strong and powerful blood demon's power boils in Jimi Zhenzu's palm, raises a blood awn and bumps into Xuanguang spirit sword.

"Touch!"

The blood awn and the sword Qi, both unexpectedly are in the air to explode to spread. The energy of shock sweeps the ruins of the ancient castle around again, forcing Feng Delun and Catherine to retreat.

"Warrior, has my long sleep made you forget the terror I once brought? Do you think that the hand I broke before is the reliance you dare to challenge me? "

Jimi Zhenzu sneered and took a step slowly. The blood demon's power rolled violently, creating a layer of invisible pressure on Wang Xu.

"Kneel down!"

With Jimi Zhenzu's voice landing.

Boom!

The terrible power of the blood demon turned up. In a flash, the original location of the blood shadow castle was covered by a layer of blood color. Looking up from the ground, even the moon in the sky turned into a full moon.

"Zhenzu is angry. Let's go first. It's said that the power of Zhenzu is involved. Even the blood clan of the early generation will turn into blood in an instant!"

Feng Delun's face changed wildly. He took Catherine and ran away.