The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1239 Shaking the World with One Ax

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The blood essence of the blood race was exhausted.

There are still 49 acupoints on Long Xiaoshan's head that are not lit up.

I didn't expect that the Blood Demon Sutra would be so difficult as it progressed to the back. The blood essence of the Dukes of the five blood clans has not yet been able to light up all the acupoints.

The way of cultivation is as difficult as ascending to the sky.

No wonder the god realm is so rare.

Moreover, Long Xiaoshan chose the most difficult path.

Both "Longevity Jue" and "Blood Demon Sutra" are supreme methods, far more difficult than ordinary formulas, but at the same time much stronger. "Longevity Jue" can condense true energy during the Qi refining period.

The "Blood Demon Sutra" is also extremely perverted, it can absorb the power of blood in fresh blood.

Although he didn't achieve the great achievement of the Blood Demon Sutra this time, after all, he had condensed the embryonic form of the essence flower. Now, Long Xiaoshan felt as if the heart of an ancient god was hidden in his body, and every time it beat, the earth shook trembling.

The strength increased even more.

A sharp cold light shot out from Long Xiaoshan's eyes.

looked towards Whitehall.

That is the center of London, and it is also the hub for running this huge empire. It connects the Parliament Building and Downing Street. The Departments of Defense, Foreign Affairs, Interior, and Navy are all here.

He soared into the sky, pushing the Blood Demon Sutra to its limit.

boom!

The terrifying blood power directly tore through the night sky, turning the entire London night sky extremely bright red, and the dark red moonlight shone down on Long Xiaoshan's body.

Whoa!

Two extremely huge wings spread out. The wings are blood red, covered with pale golden veins.

Long Xiaoshan absorbed all the blood essence of the six Dukes of the blood clan.

The power of the bloodline in his body has reached the limit of the duke, and began to evolve to a higher level. At the same time, it mixed with the power of the bloodline of the eight-armed crocodile, causing him to mutate.

The original silver scales on the feet and arms turned into a blood diamond-like crystal red, covering the entire body like armor, with hideous bone spurs protruding from the shoulders, elbows, and spine.

The sharp claws are like blood-red scimitars.

In the night light, there is a breath-taking and trembling demon.

In stark contrast to his demonic body is Long Xiaoshan's handsome and bewitching face, like the combination of an angel and a devil.

After a few breaths, Long Xiaoshan stepped into the sky above the White Hall.

The thick blood light rolled over, turning the entire Whitehall Street into a scarlet red. Long Xiaoshan stared at the tall British Parliament building below, as well as many British central institutions.

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's time for the British princes to see the power of my generation of monks."

Long Xiaoshan held a dark blood axe.

Although this dark blood ax was defeated by Long Xiaoshan with divine light, it is still a blood clan artifact. Even if it does not sacrifice the power of demons, it is also an indestructible spiritual weapon level battle axe.

The violent blood power poured into the dark blood axe.

Stimulated by the powerful blood power, the dark blood ax shone red like a scorching sun.

Long Xiaoshan roared wildly.

Holding the dark blood ax high, he slashed down. A dazzling blood rainbow fell from the sky and hit the Whitehall Street. In an instant, the ground cracked, and the whole of London seemed to shake.

The terrifying shock wave rushed towards both sides of the street along the cracks in the ground.

The entire building on Whitehall Street was shaking like straw in the wind, all the glass was shattered, the trees on both sides were uprooted, and all the cars parked on the side of the road flew up and smashed into the buildings on both sides.

The billowing smoke and dust flooded the entire block.

As the center of the UK.

How heavily guarded it is here.

However, Long Xiaoshan's movements were too fast, and the defense here had no time to activate. After Long Xiaoshan fell, the piercing sirens rang through London.

Attack on Whitehall!

Attack on Whitehall!

The Royal Police, the Security Service, the Intelligence Service, and the Royal Garrison throughout London were all shocked by the alarm like ants on a hot pot, and those princes who were hiding under the covers jumped up when they heard the call.

Someone dared to attack the center of the entire British Empire.

You must know that the importance of Whitehall is even higher than that of Buckingham Palace. After all, Britain is now a parliamentary system, and MPs are the real power in Britain, and royal power is more of a symbolic meaning.

What's more, there are so many important British departments in Whitehall.

If Whitehall was attacked by terror.

I am afraid that the whole of Britain will be paralyzed.

Numerous policemen and troops rushed to Whitehall, and even fighter jets and tanks drove into the streets of London. Facing the attack on the center, the defense of the British Empire was fully activated and entered a state of first-level combat readiness.

Typhoons roared across the night sky, and the rumble of tanks and armored vehicles shook the streets.

All of London was shocked.

Countless people leaned out of the window, panicked.

As citizens of the British Empire, they have been in peace for too long, and have not encountered such a big battle for decades, as if they have returned to the time of the World War.

The streets around Whitehall have already been cordoned off.

The army and police rushed to Whitehall.

At this time, the smoke and dust subsided slightly, and everyone looked at Whitehall Street in shock. A huge crack tore the entire Whitehall Street apart. The crack was thousands of meters long and bottomless, making Whitehall Street Disappeared.

On both sides of the street, the Parliament Building, the National Defense Building, the Navy Building, and the Interior Building were all crumbling, and the walls were covered with cracks. Not to mention the glass, they were all shattered.

If it weren't for these buildings, which are all British centers, made of the strongest materials and specifications, which can resist bomb attacks, I am afraid that all these buildings will collapse.

But fortunately.

It is now late at night, and the British princes have gone home to rest.

Only a small number of people on duty did not cause a large number of casualties.

But even so, those British gentlemen were drenched in cold sweat and terrified.

Everyone roared.

"As for the intelligence agency, what are you doing for food? How could there be terrorists attacking here? There is no news at all, and the annual budget of billions of pounds is being fed to pigs."

"What about the Security Bureau, what about the Royal Police, you all eat shit."

"Hurry up and catch the attacker."

Members of Parliament and senior officials all jumped up and down in a rage.

Suddenly, the blood mist billowed and filled the air, like blood flames, reflecting the sky red, and a terrifying pressure enveloped all directions.

A blood-red figure stepped out of the sky amidst the smoke and dust, and gradually became clear. Seeing the blood-red figure like a demon, for a moment, the throats of the princes seemed to be stuck.

"Here, who is this?"

"Could it be he who attacked Whitehall?"

Long Xiaoshan's current state was too ferocious, like a monster crawling out of hell, many policemen couldn't even hold their guns steady.

Intelligence Director Camus suddenly narrowed his eyes, and he lost his voice: "Long Xiaoshan?"

(End of this chapter)