Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 377 How can there be such a weak god
The blood-red figure squatted on the ground with his knees in his arms, his head buried in his knees, motionless.

And the blood in the blood pool gathered towards him little by little.

"So much blood has gathered on him, why is he so small?" Li Yixiao looked at the incredible scene in front of him.

Wang Luo frowned.

"Yi Xiao." He turned his head to look at Li Yi Xiao.

"what?"

"Get out of here, the strength of this thing is a bit weird. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you later."

Seeing Wang Luo's serious face, Li Yixiao nodded.

"Okay, you pay attention to safety!"

"I'm fine, let's go, the farther away the better. It's best to go directly to Shengjing City and wait for me to come back to find you."

Wang Luo exhorted carefully.

Li Yixiao reluctantly let go of Wang Luo's hand, unknowingly, the two held hands and signed the contract all night.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in. The place of sign-in: Xihan Court Blood Pool, and the item reward: Portal."

Watching Li Yixiao's figure slowly go away, the system's familiar notification sound that can be heard every day suddenly rang.

"Portal? What is this?" Wang Luonahan looked at the ordinary door frame in the ring.

At this moment, the blood in the blood pool had been completely absorbed by the monster in the center.

The blood-red monster raised its head slightly.

He stood up slowly and stretched himself.

"It's a wonderful world."

Wang Luo looked at the talking monster below in surprise.

"Haha, just after waking up, there is actually fresh food."

That monster, at first glance, saw Wang Luo floating in the sky.

"What are you?"

"Stuff? How dare you talk to me like that, yes, what should I call you?" The monster didn't pay attention to Wang Luo at all, so he lowered his head and began to think.

"Well, Blood God Barrow, that's a good name." He chanted countless names and raised his head excitedly.

"I allow you to call me Lord Blood God Baro."

"What the hell, it's a mess." Wang Luo spat in disdain.

"Small human beings, do you know the consequences of disrespecting the blood god Barrow?" The blood god Barrow looked at Wang Luo and said with a smile, as if looking at a tiny ant.

"I have a friend whose tone of voice is very similar to yours. Since he was beaten up by me, he never dared to speak to me like that again."

Blood God Barrow's tone reminded Wang Luo of Tag'ao who was guarding Beihuang City.

"But he's cuter than you."

The second half of Wang Luo's words made the Blood God Barrow's expression darken.

"This is the fate of being disrespectful to the blood god Baro." Baro pointed at Wang Luo lightly, then looked at Wang Luo in the sky with a smile.

A line of blood appeared out of thin air and shot towards Wang Luo's heart rapidly.

Wang Luo immediately felt the ingredients in this blood line, not only destruction, but also a lot of curse power mixed in it.

Baro waited to see how Wang Luo would be concentrated by his own blood poisoning curse, and then become his servant, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Hahahaha, this is the fate of disobedience to the blood god. Next, I want to understand this world well. In this world, there seem to be countless blood food." Baro saw the blood line hit Wang Luo, and smiled. Walking forward, stepping on the black ground, leaving black footprints where he walked, there is not even a trace of red on his body.

You know, the blood on his body is surging now, and he looks like a blood man, but where he walked, there is no trace of blood left.

"Hey, can you work harder?" Wang Luo's playful voice suddenly came from above Baro's head.

Baro stopped in astonishment. He raised his head and looked at Wang Luo, who should have turned into another blood man.

"Huh? It's all right? Could it be that he was just born and not yet proficient in controlling blood?" Baro asked suspiciously.

Then, he extended his palm to Wang Luo.

"Then use a little more strength." He stretched out his hand to face Wang Luo, and suddenly clenched his fist.

At this moment, Wang Luo felt as if the blood in his body had been controlled, almost stopped flowing, but this stagnation only lasted for less than a moment.

"How does it feel when the blood stops flowing? Next, all the blood in your body will rush towards your heart until it explodes. How about it? Isn't this way of dying cool?" Barlow laughed.

"Do you really only have this ability? Can you use more strength?" Wang Luo was still patiently observing what this strange blood god Baro was capable of.

Barrow clenched his fists.

Barrow clenched his fist again.

"Don't you have blood?" He said to Wang Luo in surprise, and then he suddenly realized.

"I thought you were a human being, so you are also an undead? Looking at you, you should be a relatively high-level undead, right?" He had a curious expression on his face.

"Since you are an undead, it is even more impossible to disobey me. How strange? Then..."

Baro hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Wang Luo had been prepared for a long time, and the Chengying sword appeared in Barrow's hand the moment he disappeared, and then he fought behind him like a prophet.

Just like that, a blood-red fist appeared in the place blocked by Cheng Yingjian.

Wang Luo smiled slightly, and the blade of Chengying Sword swayed slightly.

Barrow's whole body appeared in the air, and then let out a scream.

His fist had been severed at the wrist, and there was blood gushing from the fracture, but it didn't drip.

"How is it possible?" Baro gritted his teeth and looked at the fist that fell to the ground, and then that fist suddenly turned into a stream of blood and returned to Baro's body.

Then, Barrow's severed hand grew back again.

"So it's a cultivator." Baro finally recognized Wang Luo's identity.

"But Lord Barrow, you are immortal, you hateful cultivator, go die!"

Wang Luo became a little curious. It stands to reason that a newly born creature like Baro only has his own spiritual consciousness. Why does he seem to know the world very well.

He knows not only the undead, but also the cultivators.

"How do you know so much?"

Hearing this sentence, Baro subconsciously replied.

"I am the blood god."

Wang Luo frowned.

"Evil God?"

"I am a great righteous god! What evil god!"

"It seems that this time it's not an ordinary fusion, but I don't know what went wrong, it became a summoning." He was guessing in his heart, thinking of the scene of the blood pool absorbing the tribulation thunder, he seemed to understand something what.

"Is this guy really a god?"

Then, Wang Luo shook his head again.

"How can there be such a weak god..."

　Originally, I wanted to continue writing, but my daughter-in-law needs to use a computer to work overtime, so I will make up for it tomorrow~
　　
　
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