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Chapter 144 The Forbidden Road of Gods and Demons (Subscribe)

Blood flowed into rivers in the holy land, Wei Long was really a little bit red-eyed, he found that the seriousness of the problem was beyond imagination.

The meaning represented by this city is that the inheritance of the Pantheon is more complete!

The appearance of a divine descendant directly skipped the three steps of qi and blood, Shenxi, and life fire required by a monk, and the consumption was reduced to half a drop of divine blood.

What's even more frightening is that the talent test before absorbing the transformation of the divine blood can discover their most suitable attributes!
Although the personalities of those newly promoted descendants of the gods are also changing, the negative impact has been greatly reduced, and they still retain a large degree of rationality and restraint.

If one day, the divine blood required for transformation is reduced again, it can be extended.
"Die to me! How can there be a waste like you with such a weak strength? Could it be that you grew up eating waste snacks?"

Wei Long once again killed a higher god with one punch, and produced a drop of true god's blood, screaming, "Jie Jie! I, Wang Xiaochuan, opened up the path of blood cultivation, refined all blood, and died for me!!!"

Wei Long brandished the butcher knife half-truthfully.

Only the upper gods can bear the power of his blow. Those sons and descendants of gods will be a large number of them when they die, turning into a large amount of god blood. Those ordinary people who have been brainwashed, he will directly wipe out their existence.

The members of the protoss who had scolded him angrily at first could only howl at the moment, showing their true nature of being fierce and indifferent.

It has nothing to do with good and evil, but a struggle for the road.

Wei Long's IQ is average, but he has a certain brain, he can't deceive himself, and there is no need to deceive himself.

He has been stationed in Luquan County for 30 years, and he has already tempered his courage, making him show his emotions and anger, and also letting him kill without mercy.

The holy place is in a mess.

This is a place of peace, a place of serenity.

The Pantheon attaches great importance to the experimental field of the sacred land, and various resources are inclined.

People who live in it have never considered that the value of a set of rituals for testing talent and transforming divine blood is comparable to that of the king of gods and demons, and the resources they get are almost unlimited.

Rather than a simple corner of the land.

"Why is this happening?" Mu Qingshan stared blankly at this scene.

With his fire-like eyes, he could clearly see that the fat blood demon in the sky killed Yuan Fei with a single punch, and he also saw an elder who stepped forward and was directly killed.

Since Mu Qingshan became a descendant of God, he has never seen a truly powerful monk.

Naturally, he didn't understand how tough the best of the group that had been screened and faced with the threat of wild beasts were!
To destroy the city and pull out the stronghold, there is no single enemy. Whether it is a descendant of a god, a son of a god, a true god, or even a person at the peak of a true god, it is only a matter of one or two punches in front of the gorefiend.

The blood that swept across the world made Mu Qingshan unable to breathe.

Don't dare to move!

The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. It was a real threat of death. He saw the son who had just become a descendant of the gods. Dozens of drops of the blood of the true god.

That person was too scary.

It's scary.

The ground was trembling, like an earthquake, and the room where his old father was originally imprisoned was shattered.

An old man flashed through the crack, the doubt in his eyes turned into shock, and seeing the blood-colored figure approaching step by step, his shock turned into joy.

"Let's all die! Let us all die!" The old man grinned, but his tone was a bit sad, "From then on, the enemies of my human race are no longer just wild beasts, but also the Pantheon hidden in the dark."

The old man looked at his own son, the idiot who had forgotten his surname and race, and said, "See? This is the genius of my human race. The strongest man who is made through hardships cannot be achieved by taking shortcuts. "

"We are all going to die." Mu Qingshan looked at the blood demon-like figure in fear, that kind of terrifying coercion.

He wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't even move his feet, so he could only scream.

Looking at his father who was still able to move, "Tell him that you are a monk, save your son!"

The old man didn't speak, his posture was like an old pine standing upright, as if he joined the Dayan Iron Army when he was young.

boom!
Wei Long's bloody fist swept across the street, cleaning up everything, and washing away all betrayal, sorrow and suffering.

"No one here can survive." A trace of sadness flashed through the depths of Wei Long's blood-red eyes.

Then he laughed wildly, "Trash, you are all rubbish, you are only worthy of being the nourishment of my Wang Xiaochuan's cultivation path, everyone will die, all of you will die!"

Wei Long fought from the east to the west of the city, and from the south to the north of the city.

At first, some people resisted, but then, they only screamed and fled.

Can't resist, too fierce.

The shrine is destroyed, the temple is destroyed.

Someone tried to raise a large formation, but was knocked out with a single punch.

Someone tried to beg for mercy, and the only answer was death.

After 30 years of cleaning, selection, and cultivation in the sacred place, there are very few monks like the old man.

Even the old man was killed by Wei Long.

Everything in front of him is too shocking, he must fit the vest of 'Wang Xiaochuan', without the slightest hesitation.

All will die!
"That's the devil!" A descendant of God and a child of God shouted, "Where is the King of God? Only the King of God can stop him, don't kill him anymore! We are the God Race, why should we suffer such a great disaster, why?"

The God Son of the Bright Protoss, who has a really good personality, shouted.

She couldn't imagine that they would suffer such a catastrophe just in a sacred place without competing with the world? !

why!
Wei Long slaughtered everything and absorbed an unknown amount of divine blood. The sacred land is a city composed entirely of prepared descendants of gods, descendants of gods, sons of gods, and true gods.

In the past 30 years, countless resources have poured into it, dozens of true gods, thousands of god sons, and hundreds of thousands of god descendants.

This is a city unimaginable by the human race. The minimum of all people is a life chakra, and those over the age of 13 are at least a life chakra.

Countless divine blood merged into Wei Long's blood shadow, in fact, all of it turned into his nourishment.

Since the realm of gods and demons, after 30 years of catastrophe, this is the first time Wei Long has absorbed the blood of gods on such a large scale.

Surging body energy, surging transformation factors, and distortion factors.

'Wuji Bone Inscription' is a great achievement when it is born, and Wei Long feels that the transformation factor has no effect.

Actually not at all!
After the divine blood enters the body, the distortion factor is no longer erased, but directly absorbed by the 'Wuji Bone Inscription', just like the former Vigorous Bone Inscription.

The Bone Inscriptions of Promise and the Power of Promise are really too terrifying, and they have the same mighty power that can accommodate all rivers.

Various attribute distortion factors stimulate the infinite bone script!

Wei Long's body was filled with bone inscriptions, completely absorbing the nourishment.In particular, the ability of 'Infinite Power' to restrain almost all attributes has been further improved.

Infinite power, invincible power.

It is no longer necessary to erase the distortion factor as before, but to use it directly.

Wei Long's body is so powerful that there is no change at all.

"My Promise God Demon Physique seems to be stronger than I imagined."

Wei Long was full of thoughts, and after walking to the gods and demons, he didn't ask for sincerity, what he wanted was sanctification of the body.

The body of gods and demons is the foundation.

Wei Long has been improving his cultivation before, but now he seems to have seen the taboo road of gods and demons!
The taboo road of gods and demons is completely different from the taboo of Jindan and life wheel.

The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to go to the extreme. Only a few geniuses can reach this step.

However, Wei Long possessed a bit of talent and an invincible heart, so he slowly spied this step.

"Continuously stimulate the transformation of the gods and demons to reach the ultimate strength."

Wei Long has a strong self-restraint ability. When he got to this point, he looked around in a blink of an eye. In just a quarter of an hour, there were no more living people in the holy land and the holy city.

Countless palaces collapsed, and the original paradise turned into hell.

Blood flowed like rivers, and the body was barely intact.

Everyone died, it was a massacre.

"I killed you, but I was actually helping you. This sacred place is not a paradise, but a sinful city built with the efforts of countless sacrificed martyrs of the human race."

Wei Long's short and fat body came out of the collapsed ruins with an expressionless face. He could only say these words in his heart: "When we resisted the catastrophe, you have undergone a qualitative change. This is a betrayal! Humans should not forget My own blood, this road may be difficult, but it is not a reason to give up!"

If Pantheon were to do it openly and openly, Wei Long wouldn't say anything.

If he could persuade the imperial court to come up with an explicit order, he wouldn't say anything.

At least until he grows up, he won't say anything.

This is a world where mighty power belongs to oneself. If the strength is strong, the right to speak is strong enough.

But when Dayan, when the Southern Desolation fell into catastrophe, countless people died in it!

Those strong gods and demons who were clearly able to protect themselves wisely burned themselves without hesitation.

In order to protect, everyone is willing to die.

But in the hinterland of Dayan, in the past 30 years, they have taken advantage of this opportunity to build this city and nourish this land.

No matter what the purpose, no matter how many reasons, Wei Long will not allow it!

Because this is Dayan, he has paid for it.

He wants to uphold justice for the senior brothers and brothers who protect the human race, as well as countless soldiers and monks.

Hold the dim light and move forward bravely.

"This is the land I guard." Wei Long shook his robe and suppressed his thoughts.

Maintaining a crazy posture, he roared wildly: "In a city, there is no single enemy. Looking around, why are they all weak chickens? It's really strange, strange! Garbage! Garbage! I, Wang Xiaochuan, is the god, forever God! True God!"

"No!" A figure shrouded in spiritual light felt something tens of thousands of miles away.

With blood in Ling Xin's eyes, he shouted angrily, "How dare you! How dare you!"

The god king of the spirit god race soared with the power of the spirit god, directly splitting the void, and using secret techniques to cross thousands of miles, reaching almost instantly.

A long shadow of aura flashed across the sky.

He just walked away for a moment, why did this happen!

"God King?" Wei Long's perception was astonishing. When the spiritual light just rose, the tyrannical emotion was directly captured by him.

He laughed, "Is this the God King? I wanted to try the power of the God King Dao."

Wei Long's bones erupted, and he had already touched the threshold of the taboo of gods and demons, and a huge amount of gods and demons poured into the blood crystal of the palace of life, which was very amazing.

He is impassioned and arrogant.

Suddenly, his expression changed, "Why am I here? Have I lost control again? I killed someone again!"

Wei Long seemed unbelievable, deeply involved in the play.

He left a phantom in place, and more than a dozen blood shadows galloped in all directions from where he was, spanning thousands of miles in one breath.Slightly worse than the God King, "I have killed enough today, so I will spare your life, the God King."

(End of this chapter)