Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1825 Blood of the Demigod!It belongs to my king!My king's!

Chapter 1825 Blood of the Demigod!It belongs to my king!My king's!
Zuo Qimo's energy all over his body surged, and the speed of advancing towards the blood of the demigod became a little faster.

One step, two steps, three steps... ten steps.

But when they reached step No. 11, the blood of the demigod flashed red, and circles of ruby-like dazzling luster radiated out, impacting Zuo Qimo's body.

"Boom".

Zuo Qimo's body was thrown several feet away, and fell heavily to the ground, creating a crater.

The impact of the demigod's blood, coupled with two broken bones, Zuo Qimo was seriously injured, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face became paler and paler, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

He is not reconciled!
"The blood of the demigod rejected him." Si Yutian, who witnessed the whole process, made a judgment, "The tolerance range of the blood of the demigod is five feet. Once it enters five feet, the blood of the demigod will detect the approaching If it fails to meet its requirements, it will be bounced away immediately, and there will be no mercy."

Seeing Zuo Qimo's miserable appearance, Ye Luo felt lingering fear, and said: "He is a ninth-level mad martial artist, and he was bounced away by the blood of the demigod. I am only a third-level wild martial artist. If I pass by, won't I be killed by the demigod?" The blood of the blood was crushed into a pulp?"

A deep meaning flashed across Si Yutian's phoenix eyes: "Not necessarily. It's not that simple."

"What do you mean?" Ye Luo didn't understand.

"I feel that a psychic thing like the blood of a demigod will definitely not judge who can possess it based on superficial levels of cultivation." Si Yutian thought thoughtfully, "Besides cultivation, Other factors also need to be taken into consideration, for example, blood."

"It's interesting, shall we go down and have a try?" Ye Luo was eager to try.

"Don't worry."

Si Yutian pressed his fiancée's shoulder, and a deep look flashed across his phoenix eyes, "The blood of the demigod, like the pieces of the Golden Emperor Bell, is not first come first served, it depends on chance. Let's Wait and see."

It is also good to read more cases and collect some experience.

Ye Luo understood what he meant.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, news of the demigod's blood in Lve Yingchi had already spread.There are special contact methods among the disciples of the Nine Palaces Temple.

The attraction of the demigod's blood is very great.

After a while, people from all sides gathered.

After the Qingfeng Palace, the next wave of people to arrive is the Killing Palace.Wen Ning rushed over, looked at the demigod's blood expectantly, and secretly said: "You must get it!"

She tried to go in the direction of the Shadow Pool.

However, when he walked to a distance of about six feet, he was bounced back by a strong recoil.

"Well."

The bloody ripples released by the demigod's blood shook Wen Ning's body and hurt her lungs. A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and flew out backwards.

Ye Luo's golden eyes dimmed, her heart sank, and she murmured: "Ning'er is not as good as Zuo Qimo. Zuo Qimo can be at least five feet away, while Ning'er is isolated six feet away. "

Si Yutian analyzed: "Wen Ning is not as good as Zuo Qimo, that's perfectly normal. Zuo Qimo is the eldest son of the Zuo family and has the blood of a beast trainer. He is considered a genius. The Master Qingfeng thinks highly of him."

Ye Luo glanced at her mouth: "Ning'er is not bad either."

Si Yutian smiled and did not refute.

"The blood of the demigod! It belongs to this king! It belongs to this king!"

A roar came from mid-air,

(End of this chapter)

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