Looking at the wooden king, the blood bully Shen said: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that there were still people in the famine loving world. At the beginning, there was a blood emperor who thought all of them were dead, but there was another one for so many years. Tell me, what's your origin?"

The wooden king looked up and looked at the blood bully. The color of fear converged. The corners of his mouth were dripping with blood. He suddenly sneered: "it doesn't matter what origin I am. Before you die, the blood emperor will not die. He will not die. When the blood emperor appears, your blood bully will die. Ha ha!" he will not die. When the blood emperor appears, Your blood bully will die, ha ha! "

"Ignorant generation, I have been ancient, and I can live forever. The blood emperor is just the beginning of nirvana. He has already died, and he can't die anymore."

The blood bully sneered and looked coldly. "What's your origin really doesn't matter to me. You mole ants are too annoying, so I've decided that everyone will die today."

The voice fell, and the real killing intention in the blood bully's eyes shot out.

"This guy has made a real killing intention. I'm afraid he's going to kill everyone. It's too arrogant." old man Sanqi said, "unfortunately, I haven't recovered all my strength. Otherwise, I dare to be arrogant in front of me. I'll shoot him dead. Your boy's soul has not been refined into red spirit fire, or I can destroy all the spirits of this guy."

"Strange old man, what should we do now?" Lu Shaoyou's eyes were slightly heavy and his face was dignified at this time. He might not be able to escape. Old man Sanqi's current strength could not help the blood bully.

The soul separation of the ancient Youming inflamed body has been refining the red spirit fire. At most, it occasionally borrows some flames, and it can't do its best. The soul separation of the ancient Youming inflamed body that hasn't completely refined the red spirit fire. Lu Shaoyou knows that the soul separation of the ancient Youming inflamed body can't do anything about this blood bully.

Sanqi old man Shen said: "up to now, I can't take too much into account. If you let this guy kill, the people around you will inevitably suffer great difficulties. I can only use the last way. Let me do it."

Lu Shaoyou immediately said, "strange old man, didn't you say that you can't do anything about this blood bully now. You can only get away."

Old man Sanqi said, "I can't help it, but it's different if we can work together. In the small world, you have talent to rely on in your soul. I'll lend you my strength. Coupled with your soul mysterious spirit tool, I guess it can also stop this arrogant guy and let this guy know how powerful he is."

"Strange old, is this OK?" Lu Shaoyou is still a little worried. The strength of the blood bully is too strong. It is still a distant level that he can't touch now.

"What should we do? The blood bully is too strong. We should kill. Wood King, greedy wolf and Zhu Huo are not rivals. We are dead."

"It's too bad. Where did the blood bully come from? It's ancient. It's too strong.", the people around you can't avoid great disasters. They can only feel the killing intention of the blood bully, and their eyes are shocked. It's even difficult to resist in front of their absolute strength.

"The first one will kill you." the blood bully Xu was on the wood king, and the blood evil spirit surged, and a blood evil spirit immediately swept out of thin air and turned into a huge blood python.

"Hiss!"

The blood Python's huge tail shook and immediately opened its ferocious mouth to the wood king. The carrier's blood evil spirit makes people's soul tremble. The people around you can't avoid great difficulties. They can only rush straight into the air and burst out wherever they pass.

Under the collapse of the vast potential, the wooden king is no longer difficult to resist. The previous heavy damage is unbearable for the six people. At this time, they can't help wiping out their fear.

"Dad"

Princess Baozhu shouted in the distance, and her charming face changed greatly. Shen Mo was asked about her body. Shen Mo knew that under the strength of blood bully, everyone could not help.

"Ow!"

At this time, a dragon howl rang through, a streamer broke through the air, and a vast mystery of the soul was suddenly released.

The streamer then turned into a huge soul dragon. The vast dragon power spread with the soul storm, swept out like thunder, and all the space around its body twisted into cracks.

Then, under the eyes of many surprised people, the virtual shadow of the soul dragon hit the condensed blood python of the blood bully.

"Bang!"

In this way, the surrounding space is directly wiped out and destroyed. Under the strength of terror, the blood Python and the Dragon virtual shadow disappear directly and strangely under the eyes of many horrors, and finally turn into a soul streamer and a blood ghost streamer.

"Pedal pedal pedal!"

The soul streamed back quickly, and the dragon roaring sound directly penetrated into the ferocious dragon head pattern of the dragon soul sword armor in front of Lu Shaoyou. Lu Shaoyou's body was immediately staggered and drove backward.

A terrible blood evil spirit rushed into my mind. This blood evil spirit is the strongest attack power.

Of course, this is definitely not the strongest strength of the blood bully, but an understatement, but in terms of the blood evil spirit, it is enough to destroy the soul of high-level practitioners in the avenue territory into pieces, so that the soul can't bear the explosion of the blood evil spirit.

However, Lu Shaoyou has a golden knife in his mind. Under the golden light, the terrible blood evil spirit is not close to the soul. He directly laments the golden light to destroy it. This is the strongest attack for others, but it has no effect in front of Lu Shaoyou, so it takes a lot of advantage.

"The West seeks defeat!"

At this moment, all eyes were stunned and fell on Lu Shaoyou who had just shot. No one thought that it was the West that sought defeat.

Wood king looked up and thought he was going to die. At the moment of crisis, he turned the crisis into safety. He looked sideways and suddenly showed an expression of gratitude.

"Eh"

Blood bully turned around and immediately saw Shaoyou landing. His eyes showed a little surprise. All the blood evil spirit shrouded Lu Shaoyou and said, "I didn't recognize you. I didn't know it was you until I saw your soul separation!"

"Do you recognize me?" Lu Shaoyou looked at him. When he saw the blood bully in the bloody abyss, he was the same. At this time, the blood bully could recognize himself. I'm afraid he had seen his big soul baby. It seems that the blood bully has been in the ruins of Blackwater prison.

"I didn't expect it was you."

Anyway, he was recognized. Lu Shaoyou also faced it calmly. In front of the strong men such as the blood bully, he could not hide it. His figure came forward slowly. In the collapse of the blood evil spirit, he was unmoved and said, "we meet again."

"Why? The headmaster and the blood bully don't know the sound of Long Xiao. The blood bully is an ancient figure many years ago."

"The West seeks defeat and knows blood bullies?"

When the disciples and everyone of Qisha sect heard the speech, they immediately focused their surprised eyes on Lu Shaoyou. Even the demon spirit and witch and Mo Qingtian were surprised.

The blood bully's eyes seemed to see through Lu Shaoyou's soul, and his eyes fell directly on Lu Shaoyou.

Lu Shaoyou was looked at by the blood bully's eyes. Even if he had a golden knife in his mind to stop the pervasive blood evil spirit, he was still palpitating in his heart under this unprovoked breath, and the terrible threat of rank could not be dispelled at all.

In front of this breath, it is like an ant facing an elephant.

But under the pressure of this rank, Lu Shaoyou stamped his feet on the ground, surging secretly, and still stood tall and straight.

"Hum!"

Seeing that Lu Shaoyou was able to resist his own coercion, the blood bully was obviously surprised again. With a cold hum, all the blood evil spirit shrouded Lu Shaoyou, and all the fierce rank coercion collapsed to Lu Shaoyou.

For a moment, Lu Shaoyou was so full of blood that he wanted to become a blood whirlpool. The invisible power of rank also pressed down his shoulder like a huge stone.

"Hoo!"

With such prestige, those present are also people of cultivation and people with some small achievements. Naturally, they can feel this terrible prestige. They can't help taking a breath of cold breath for "the West seeks defeat".

For many people, this momentum is not aimed at them, but has made many people around them unable to bear such heavy pressure, trembling and prostrate to the ground one by one.

"Hum!"

Lu Shaoyou's eyes sank, and his pride also came out. He stamped on the ground. The dragon soul sword armor spread blue and white brilliance, and his body still stood proudly in the rolling blood vortex.

The invisible rank can't overwhelm your shoulders and is unmatched in hegemony!

This bloody Qi has a golden knife. Lu Shaoyou's own big soul baby can stop some, so it can be ignored. However, no one can share this invisible threat for Lu Shaoyou.

For the practitioners in the middle of the way, the level authority of the ancient realm is simply a natural moat between heaven and earth. Under the fierce level authority, Lu Shaoyou stands tall and upright, but his face has gradually turned pale. The dragon soul sword armor on his body shudders, and his whole body seems to be cracking. Blood first overflows from the corners of his mouth and nose.

"It's only half the way. It seems that this mysterious spirit tool is good."

The blood bully disdained the gloomy drink, and suddenly a huge invisible power crashed down against Lu Shaoyou's tower mountain.

"Boom!"

Lu Shaoyou's body suddenly trembled, and suddenly his body was suddenly bent. Then he began to be unbearable. His body slowly hunched down, his nose and mouth were full of blood, and his face was twisted and ferocious.

"Jie Jie, you have some skills, but it's too bad. It's a pity that you have the mysterious spirit tool. It's still vulnerable. In front of me, it's just mole ants!"

The blood bully sneered. He didn't believe that he couldn't suppress a small half way realm, but he was surprised. At this time, he urged the order and authority. If in the middle thousand world, even the practitioners of Nirvana could not bear it, they were borne by this half way realm.