Six Gods

Chapter 312 Martial arts of all races!

After absorbing the swordsmanship memory of this vampire, Xiang Yuan even got a part of the secrets of this treasure space.

Taking advantage of the big monsters not doing anything, Xiang Yuan killed another blood clan and refined it with a bigger golden hand.

The two vampires have the same abilities.

One blood sword technique, three blood god techniques.

Xiang Yuan tried to absorb a blood god spell, but the result was the same as the demon sacrificial technique and demon way he absorbed the demon, and he couldn't use it.

These secret techniques that involve racial power must rely on the special blood power in the body to be effective.

Xiang Yuan is a human race. Although he can learn it, he doesn't have the blood power of the blood race in his body, so he can't activate it at all.

It's like a warrior without a blue bar, even if he has learned the magic of the forbidden level, he can't try it.

On the contrary, it is the blood clan swordsmanship, because it does not involve the power of blood, but is aimed at the use of the blood-like power in the blood clan, so Xiang Yuan can use it freely.

Xiang Yuan shot and killed the two vampires ahead of time. The great demon Lunbo opened his mouth to scold him, but was stopped by the ancestor Huailu who shook his head.

"Looking at Wang's expression, it should be rewarding. I wonder if I can talk to the old man."

Turning his head to look at the smiling ancestor Huailu, Xiang Yuan threw the blood clan corpse in his hand aside.

"I can't talk about the harvest, but one thing can be confirmed. This place is far from what the ancestors said, and there is no blood race.

Moreover, these blood races are just young people, and the real big heads haven't shown up yet. "Speaking, Xiang Yuan turned and looked at the thick fog aside.

In the depths of the mist, looming, a tall tower stands leisurely, like a dark giant, watching this side silently.

"Little guy..." Looking thoughtfully at the calm young man Wang in front of him, Patriarch Huailu smiled and didn't speak again.

The only remaining vampire was captured by the big demon Lunbo, who was skinned and boned for a while to be tortured.

But they couldn't understand the language spoken by the vampires at all, and speaking with chickens and ducks made the big monsters twitch violently and rubbed them violently for a while.

Strange to say, although the flesh of this blood clan is weak, far inferior to that of the monster clan, but the resilience is amazingly strong.

Even if the limbs were removed and turned into a human stick, all of them could be restored within a quarter of an hour.

"Terrible toughness..." Seeing the recovery power of the blood race that was much stronger than those spider monsters just now, the complexions of Xiang Yuan and the two warriors sank slightly.

Facing such a completely indestructible monster, one can imagine how difficult it is.

"The recovery power of this blood race is indeed difficult, but judging by the old man, it is not without weaknesses." After observing for a while, the patriarch Huailu walked forward leaning on a bamboo stick.

The blood race who had been tortured for a long time stared at the demon ancestor in front of him with scarlet eyes.

He spit out the language of the blood clan in strings, listening to the tone, even if he didn't understand the meaning, he could guess that it was definitely not a good word.

Faced with the blood clan's yelling, the patriarch Huailu slowly raised the bamboo stick, and suddenly stabbed down, as fast as a cold star falling, with precision and sharpness, puffing out a thumb-sized blood hole in the blood clan.

But just this little blood hole, who had just been torn into a vampire that could be recovered again with a stick, but after taking such a blow, his eyes widened in astonishment, his whole body quickly turned black, and he died suddenly!

"The tyrannical resilience of this vampire all comes from this core, which can also be said to be the key point. As long as this key point is broken, the vampire will die. It's just that this core will wander freely in the body. If you want to catch it, you need a lot of energy." Put some effort into it."

Lifting the bamboo stick, a "blood core" the size of an egg was pierced on the top, the ancestor Huailu explained slowly.

It is indeed a living fossil that has lived for tens of thousands of years...

Seeing that the patriarch Huailu had penetrated the vital points of the blood clan in such a short time, Xiang Yuan nodded secretly.

The long life of this demon ancestor is not in vain. The profound background, profound insight, and sharp eyesight are not comparable to ordinary people.

After finding the vital point of the blood clan, the three people and five demons began to walk towards the mist where the high tower was.

In the induction of the ancestor Huailu and the memory of the blood clan obtained by Xiang Yuan, the only point of that treasure is this mysterious tower.

Stepping into the mist, the hairs on Xiang Yuan's body stood up suddenly, and countless absent dangerous auras surrounded every corner of his body.

It was as if there were countless pairs of hostile eyes spying on him from the dark.

The ground under his feet changed from thick soil to muddy water.

The big monsters on the side have already manifested their own monster real bodies.

They also sensed an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere, and their strength was the strongest in the real state.

There was a rumbling vibration, and countless water splashes.

The big monsters tried their best to disperse the thick mist several times, but it still didn't work.

This thick fog is like the entrance of an abyss, devouring everything, and no force can make a wave here.

"Damn it, why haven't we arrived yet after walking for so long?" The big demon Jiulu, who had several big holes cut in his face by the blood clan, stomped his feet angrily, causing the ground to shake, as if an earthquake was about to occur.

"What's the noise? Are you the only one with a loud voice?" Lu Qiu impatiently sipped at the big demon Jiulu.

Jiulu, who was already in a bad mood, became even more angry when he heard Lu Qiuhao's scolding. The majestic and turbulent demon energy turned into infinite waves, and transformed into countless demon faces.

"Little bastard, you have the guts to say one more thing."

"Let's just say it, you see you have a pig's head on your head, and you really have a pig's brain. No matter what you look at, grandpa is afraid that you will fail." Not showing any weakness, Lu Qiuhao pushed back.

"Oh, you little bastard, I fucking ate you alive!" Completely angry, Jiulu growled and stretched out his big hand to grab Lu Qiuhao.

"enough!"

"stop!"

The young king and the demon ancestor shouted at the same time to stop the big demon and warriors who were about to fight.

Looking at each other, the two leaders looked dignified.

This fog, something is wrong!

From the moment they entered this mist, no matter whether it was monsters or warriors, more or less began to become irritable and impatient.

This change in mood has intensified over time.

Those who were originally calm began to become anxious, and those who were already impatient became even more violent.

Looking closely, there are extremely fine bloodshots in the eyes of the four big monsters and the two warriors.

The only ones who were not affected by the mist were Xiang Yuan and Patriarch Huailu.

Xiang Yuan himself is because he has practiced the "Nine Coffins", the secret art of the King of Kings.

The tyrannical power of sealing the coffin can not only isolate his breath from being discovered, but also prevent foreign alien forces from invading his body.

As a living fossil that has lived for tens of thousands of years, Patriarch Huailu's soul has almost reached the limit of the world.

Although the mist is weird and unpredictable, the ten thousand year old monster opposite is still a little tender.

What's more, his body at this moment is a puppet, not a body of flesh and blood, and the fog can't affect him at all.

"There is a very secret power in this mist, which is non-toxic in itself, but it will affect the blood in the living being's body and cause anger.

Even if you hold your breath without breathing, it cannot be avoided. "After closing his eyes and searching for half a minute, Patriarch Huailu found the source of the abnormality of the big monster and the warriors.

Watching Song Ge and Lu Qiuhao, whose breath was turbulent and frowning slightly, Xiang Yuan waved his hands violently and took the two warrior warriors into the underworld.

Seeing that Xiang Yuan was so decisive, the patriarch Huailu looked at him with a half-smile, and the great demon Lumber and the others showed their murderous intentions undisguised.

"What are you looking at, are you courting death?" With one hand pinching his finger bones, the young man Wang Ping looked at the big monsters, and the sound of chains being tightened faintly came from his body.

"You..." The big demon Lumber who had wanted to do it for a long time sneered, and his huge body was about to do it.

But at this time, Dongfang Liang raised his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice, "He has the strength to reverse the mountain and sea monsters, so don't act rashly."

"Isn't it just defeating Yan Qing?" He grinned nonchalantly, Yan Qing's strength was not worth mentioning in Lumber's view, Xiang Yuan may not be very strong if he can defeat him.

"But in that battle, he didn't use his full strength." Dongfang Liang shook his head slowly with his one-eyed brilliance.

"So what, we're afraid to fight together..."

"Longbo, the purpose of our trip is not him." The words awakened the murderous Luobo, and Dongfang Liang said to the old ancestor Huailu with his hands clasped.

"Old Ancestor, the environment here is different. I think it's better to let Lumber and the others enter the monster mountain temporarily, and wait until the fog is out."

"Alright, let's do that."

The ancestors all spoke, and although the three demons of Longbo were reluctant, they obediently entered the demon mountain in Dongfangliang.

Dongfang Liang, who had the least emotional change, stayed outside.

It seems to be to protect the ancestor of Huailu.

After walking in the mist for nearly two hours, the looming tower finally stood in front of a man and two demons.

The whole body is as black as ink, and the outer tower body is dotted with pieces of bright red spar.

The first impression of the whole tower is that it is full of evil spirits and an unspeakable sense of devouring.

Even Dongfang Liang, who is a demon, couldn't help showing a look of disgust when he saw this weird building.

"The honored guest arrives, and he is far away to welcome you."

creak-

At the bottom of the tower, the door embossed with countless exotic patterns opened. Dressed in a black robe, a young man like a nobleman appeared gracefully on the stage, bowing slightly to the three of Xiang Yuan.

The young people use the sound transmission of spiritual thoughts, and they can communicate even if they don't understand the language.

"You are the city lord of this blood city, Monroe?" Taking a step forward, the young man Wang Kuiwu looked down at the blood youth from a high position.

The blood youth was a little surprised that Xiang Yuan knew his name and Blood City: "It's a great honor for you to know my name.

A few of you are here for the treasures of your family, please come in first. "

Looking at the smiling blood youth, the young man Wang looked up at the tower: "Enter? This blood city is not so easy to enter.

Come on, get your stuff out. "

"This guest doesn't want to come in, how about you two?" Looking away from the young man Wang, the blood youth asked the demon patriarch and Dongfang Liang again.

"I'm old and stupid, if I can't climb a tall building, I won't enter it." He also rejected the blood youth with a smile, and the patriarch Huailu turned to look at the burly and domineering young man Wang with a strange look in his eyes.

This one knows more than I imagined...

Being rejected one after another, the young man of the blood race was not angry, but smiled: "You guys are not willing to go to the city, and I don't force it.

It's just that you have abnormalities on your body, and I can't help eliminate them. "

Before the blood clan youth finished speaking, Dongfang Liang on the side exclaimed.

I saw a large number of bloodshot lines appearing on his body, intertwined with each other, densely packed, so impermeable.

Fortunately, the demon ancestor who was at the side raised his bamboo stick and hit him several times before suppressing the abnormality.

Discovering the abnormality on Dongfang Liang's body, Xiang Yuan immediately checked Lu Qiuhao and Song Ge in the underworld.

Fortunately, the two warriors did not have these abnormalities.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" With a cold snort, Xiang Yuan suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab the blood youth.

Through the memories of the two vampires, he roughly understood the secrets of this scarlet world.

It doesn't make any sense to spend more time talking now!
The golden qi and blood, like the smoke of a wolf, are like a mighty sun rising from the ground, instantly flattening the surrounding monstrous and eerie aura!
Pressing down with a big hand, the golden light exploded, and the space creaked as it was squeezed by the tyrannical force, firmly locking the blood youth in place.

Sensing the aura of strength that was so fresh and so majestic, the blood youth's eyes became a little dignified, and he turned into a bloody light to escape the domineering big hands and hid in the tower.

The big hand fell to the ground and was pressed on the ground.

In an instant, the ground trembled, and a deep crack exploded, spreading in all directions.

"Hide and hide, this king has completely destroyed this place, let's see where you can hide!"

Without any scruples, the young Wang Shenwei showed great power, and the dragon steel locks on his arms suddenly broke, and the thousand-meter-human king's body set off an infinite wave of air, shaking everything around him, and even the demon ancestor and Dongfang Liang backed away.

The power was released, the young man Wang's black hair was scattered, his eyes were as golden as the sun, and the giant fist that captured the mountains and rivers slammed into the tower, trying to destroy it!

The huge pressure is like a dragon python twisting, tearing the air, and sending out a deafening roar that resounds for hundreds of miles!

Seeing that terrifying golden fist was about to fall, a barrier of blood light suddenly lit up on the tower!
The barrier of blood light was crystal clear like jade, rich and bright, and the young man Wang punched it, causing large ripples, but did not break the barrier!
This blood barrier is actually sucking my blood? !
Feeling the huge suction force from the barrier, the young man Wang frowned slightly, turned his fists into palms, and swallowed out the force of a mountain torrent, one wave higher than the other, and the ripples on the barrier surged violently.

"Hehe, the honored guest should not waste his time in vain, he should enter the city, otherwise the trip will be in vain." The barrier was not broken, and the face of the blood youth appeared on the barrier, and said to Xiang Yuan with a light smile .

"You think this tortoise shell can really stop me!" Looking at the smiling face of the blood youth, a thunder mark slowly lit up on the young king's chest.

dong dong!dong dong!
The loud sound of the opening of the emperor's engine, like thunder roaring, and the domineering aura of thunder and heaven, caused the face of the blood youth to change suddenly.

Stepping heavily on the ground, the young man Wang's black hair danced wildly, his face was as firm as a knife, and his golden eyes were shining.

"Break this king!"

The whole body is entwined with lightning, like the descending of the nine-day thunder god, and countless afterimages suddenly waved out of his arms. It seems that a terrifying machine of gods and demons has revived in his body. The young man Wang's fists are like pile drivers, hammering crazily at a terrifying speed The blood barrier in front of him.

The violence is raging, and the spreading power is like a [-]th-level hurricane, and the violent wind is enough to cause a catastrophe that stretches thousands of miles.

"Not good!" His complexion changed, and the blood youth's eyes shook.

Overturning rivers and seas, under the bombardment of the terrifying heavy fist that shattered everything, ripples on the bloody light barrier continued to emerge and pile up.

Click!

A few seconds later, the ripples on the blood-light barrier piled up to the extreme, cracking and breaking apart!
Snapped--

The blood burst and the barrier shattered!

Hundreds of bloody lights rushed towards the young man king at the moment when the barrier was shattered!

……

"Old Ancestor, do you want me to help? With so many blood races, this King Xiang may suffer."

Seeing so many blood races rushing towards Xiang Yuan, Dongfang Liang's expression changed and he asked the patriarch Huailu beside him.

With a slight smile, Huailu Patriarch calmly shook his head: "No need, the Human King has so many tricks, this blood clan can't do anything to him.

You follow me to find the treasure, and then meet him again. "

Said that the patriarch Huailu lightly tapped the bamboo stick in his hand, which directly shattered a piece of void and opened up a passage leading to a certain space.

The two demons jumped into the passage and disappeared, leaving Xiang Yuan alone, facing the hundreds of blood clans that killed them at a high speed.

Xiang Yuan sneered when he saw Patriarch Huailu take Dongfang Liang and leave directly through the air.

Running pretty fast.

Immediately, those hundreds of blood races have already killed in front of them, and these blood races are all using their swordsmanship to shoot through the shadows.

Before, the three blood clans were able to kill the big demon Jiulu with blood holes all over his body, even if there was an element of Jiulu underestimating the enemy in it.

But it can also be seen the powerful lethality of this blood clan swordsmanship.

At this moment, hundreds of blood clans are attacking at the same time. If it is the big monster Nine Deer, even if they are prepared to deal with it with all their strength, it may be difficult to parry.

However, these blood races would never even think of dying.

Their opponents also know this sharp sword technique.

The figure suddenly blurred, and Xiang Yuan jumped up, urging the blood clan's swordsmanship, and suddenly turned into a terrifying golden light shining for hundreds of meters, stretching vastly, like a golden mountain range in mid-air!
Using human energy and blood to simulate the energy of the blood clan to perform swordsmanship, it turned into this appearance.

Such changes, even Xiang Yuan himself did not expect.

I didn't expect that foreign martial arts would be so powerful.

perhaps……

After successfully performing this blood sword technique, an idea suddenly popped up in the young man Wang's heart.

Martial arts of the human race withered, created out of thin air, not to mention the power, let alone how much time it would take.

But if one can learn the martial arts of all races, all streams will return to one's clan.

It's like he evolved the world-shaking king fist with the way of fighting monsters, and he will definitely be able to create the strongest martial arts of the human race!

Thinking of this, the young man Wang couldn't help laughing.

With this insight, this trip has been worthwhile!

On this side, Xiang Yuan set a goal for his Ten Thousand Clans Martial Arts, on the other side, the hundreds of blood clans stopped in a daze because of the golden sword shadow like a volleying mountain range.

When he came back to his senses, looking at the bloody sword shadow like a mosquito compared to his terrifying sword shadow, the young man Wang laughed:
"The light of rice grains dares to compete with the sun and the moon!
Let the king die! "

Rumbling--

The assassination-type swordsmanship is obviously based on speed, but under the forceful urging of Xiang Yuan's vast vitality, a golden sword shadow as huge as a mountain falls down.

Absolute power destroys any room for skill!

Kill those bloody sword shadows directly!
The world is instantly clean!
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(End of this chapter)