Chapter 1149

"Peng!"

So many strong men attack at the same time, even if the blood ghost is so powerful, it will be killed into pieces of meat in an instant and fried all over the sky.

However, it is amazing that this piece of the broken meat exploded by blood ghost did not fall to ground, but was quietly suspended in air.

This phenomenon is really strange to the extreme.

In front of this piece of broken meat suspended in the air, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, Dongfang Zhi and other practitioners opened their mouths in amazement and blinked in disbelief.

"This evil existence was killed by us together?"

Dongfang Zhi frowned slightly and looked at the broken meat in front of her without blinking.

"It's not that simple. I chased this evil for so long. If it could be killed so easily, he would have let me kill it several times."

Donggong Fu, holding a small black sword, said faintly. There was no expression on his pretty face, which was almost strange. He was always indifferent to the extreme.

Qin Yi also witnessed the immortality of the blood ghost. In the past, the East Palace gave a heart of streamer and made the blood ghost into a pile of white bones. However, after a while, the evil existence came back to life.

Below.

Yanzhuxin stood there, looking up at the broken meat in the air, with some mixed flavors in her heart.

Although the blood ghost is extremely evil and deserves to die, he is his own uncle anyway.

At this moment, she actually witnessed her own uncle being killed into pieces by everyone.

However.

A moment.

"Buzz!"

The ring on Yan Zhuxin's slender jade finger suddenly came a slight tremor.

what do you mean?

He took back his eyes and looked at the receiving ring on the jade finger. There was a little confusion in yanzhuxin's heart.

"It's a blood jade painting!"

She quickly made such a judgment.

In the past, Qin Yi competed for the blood jade painting from Yan Shao during the treasure exploration of the ancient emperor's tomb, and then gave it to himself. He has always collected the totem of Yan tribe in Najie.

A little confused, Yan Zhuxin took the blood jade painting out of the ring and held it on the palm. At a glance, she couldn't help being stunned.

I can see that there is a blood awn on the blood jade painting, and the shadow of the blood witch is even more rare. It seems that the blood witch has been sleeping in the blood jade painting. At this moment, it is going to wake up.

"Blood witch ancestor, is this coming back to the world?"

Looking at the clearly extinguished shadow of the blood witch, Yan Zhuxin was excited. The jade hand holding the blood jade painting shook gently.

Suddenly.

"Who... Stole my holy light and did evil..."

An extremely soft voice came out slowly from the blood jade painting.

Ah

This soft voice, although extremely weak, sounded to Yan Zhuxin, the effect was no different from five thunders. She was completely stunned there and was so surprised that even the blood jade painting fell to the ground.

She quickly picked up the blood jade painting and held it tightly on the palms of her hands. The look on her face had become extremely excited and pious.

Blood witch, the ancestor of their Yan tribe, died in the great war between good and evil 20000 years ago.

However, today, 20000 years later, she seems to be stepping into the world again!

Members of the clan leader of Shenwei Yan Clan are very clear about the shadow of the blood witch in the blood jade painting. It is a spiritual consciousness branded on the blood witch before it fell.

A person, as long as he keeps his spiritual sense all the time without being completely wiped out, is entirely possible to usher in the day of seeing the sun again.

Obviously, the immortality of the blood ghost is also closely related to the spiritual knowledge of the blood witch.

The spirit consciousness of the blood witch has not been destroyed, which means that the blood witch has not been completely erased in this world.

The Holy Light cultivated by the blood witch is naturally with the blood witch.

Yan Yongde steals the holy light and makes the holy light support his body. He can move freely again and even become stronger with the help of the blood of living creatures.

If the holy light is not extinguished, the body of Yan Yongde can not be extinguished.

In other words, if there is a way to erase the holy light of the blood witch, the evil existence of the blood ghost will naturally be erased.

For a long time, the shadow of the blood witch in the blood jade painting gradually returned to calm. This phenomenon was obviously that the spirit consciousness of the blood witch woke up, but it was too weak, so it only lasted for a while, and then it was silent again.

"Great, blood witch ancestors, it seems that they are really coming back to the world, ha ha!"

Yan Zhuxin's mood became extremely happy. The slender jade finger gently rubbed the smooth and moist blood jade painting and reluctantly took it back into the ring.

in the air.

The broken meat of the blood ghost, after floating quietly for a while, swam quickly as if every piece of broken meat had life,

This

Seeing such a scene, Yan Meiniang, dongfangzhi and other practitioners were stunned to the extreme. This phenomenon really made people's scalp numb.

Soon, the broken meat swam together and formed a blood ghost again.

"Gaga, now, have you witnessed the immortality of this seat?"

The reorganized blood ghost stood proudly on the blood cloud. The whole person was in high spirits and laughed wildly: "so, in our eyes, you are just mole ants. Let's die!"

In the wild laughter, the thick arm of the blood ghost was another lightning probe. In a moment, he grabbed a cultivator and tried to pinch it, which was to crush the cultivator directly.

"Go to hell, I don't believe I can't kill you, an evil creature!"

Qin Yi shouted angrily. In an instant, the smoke and cloud long gun in his hand soared to more than 30 feet and stabbed away at the huge head of the blood ghost.

"Pa!"

The huge head of the blood ghost burst like a watermelon.

Just the next moment, a brand-new head suddenly appeared again.

"Boy, we still have so many accounts that we haven't figured out yet. You dare to take the initiative to deal with us. We'll work out this account with you now!"

The blood ghost shouted angrily and threw his hands hard. The ten blood colored nails shot at Qin Yi at top speed.

"Small skills!"

Qin Yi shook his long gun and fought hard at the ten bloody nails.