Supreme Cthulhu

Chapter 582

Ling Jiuxiao's heart is very heavy now. He used to think that when he reached the peak of the ninth rank, he would be able to compete with the strong warriors of the Valkyrie level, and once he reached the half-step Valkyrie level, he could kill the strong warriors of the Valkyrie level. The idea is too naive.

Ling Jiuxiao thinks that with his current strength, even if he has reached the peak of the half-step Martial God, it may be difficult for him to deal with the strong of the Martial God level.

It's really a martial god and a half-step martial god. Although there is only a difference of two words, the difference in combat power between the two sides is not sporadic.

Unless the blood demon patriarch has just stepped into the martial god, and Ling Jiuxiao is half a step into the peak of the martial god, then Ling Jiuxiao may still have a chance to kill the opponent, but now...it's difficult.

When the blood demon patriarch shattered the black mist's big hand with a sword, he looked at Ling Jiuxiao with a cold smile in his eyes.

He saw the jealous look in Ling Jiuxiao's eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said sinisterly, "Little thing, weren't you crazy just now?"

"Why can't you be crazy now?"

"I remember you said that it depends on how powerful the deity is. Now the deity has only used less than half of his strength, and you are already so scared. Just because of you, you still want to fight the deity, which really makes the deity laugh." Lost your teeth!"

After the blood demon ancestor finished speaking, he laughed wildly again. The fear in Ling Jiuxiao's eyes made him feel excited. When he used to torture and kill other people, what he liked to see most was the eyes of others. A look of helplessness and despair.

This kind of gaze made him feel restless all over, and made his blood boil.

"That's right, that's right, it's your gaze!"

"Are you desperate?"

"Are you scared?"

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of means that I haven't used. The means that I will use will definitely make you feel even more frightened. I hope you can give me more fun by then!" The blood demon ancestor stared at Ling Jiuxiao , grinning sinisterly.

Hearing this, Ling Jiuxiao's eyes showed anger. He was an evil master in his previous life. Although his strength was only at the peak of the eighth rank, the arrogance in his heart was no less than anyone else. Lezi, this made Ling Jiuxiao really unbearable.

Under anger, the energy in Ling Jiuxiao's body surged crazily, and a large amount of black mist emerged around his body. These black mist wrapped his whole body in it, and he couldn't see anything from the outside.

"Hehe...Little thing, do you think the black mist around your body is still useful?"

"You underestimate this deity too, and now this deity will not show mercy!" Seeing that Ling Jiuxiao still wanted to resist, the blood demon patriarch yelled angrily with a gloomy look in his eyes.

After saying that, more boiling blood gushed out of the blood demon patriarch's body, and the boiling blood continuously gathered around his body, and then slowly merged into the boiling blood sword on his right hand.

Under the black mist, Ling Jiuxiao could clearly see the actions of the Gorefiend Patriarch. With the surging energy in his body, he opened the Sumi Ring and took out the Thunder Dragon Sword from the Thunder Priest.

The nine dragon patterns on the Thunder Dragon Sword reappeared, and as Ling Jiuxiao poured the energy in his body into the Thunder Dragon Sword, a high-pitched dragon chant resounded in the Thunder Dragon Sword.

"Little thing, let you feel the horror of this deity!" The blood demon patriarch uttered a grinning voice, and as he slowly raised his right hand, continuous grunts began to sound from the blood-boiling long sword on his right hand.

When the blood demon patriarch held the sword again and slashed down, the world seemed to stop, nothing moved at all, only his sword remained.

At the same time, around the body of the Gorefiend Patriarch, those translucent souls let out even more shrill screams, and the screams resounded through the sky and spread in all directions.

The power of the blood demon patriarch's sword is stronger than the sword he cut off the big hand of the black mist just now, and the power is even more astonishing.

Facing this sword, cold sweat broke out on Ling Jiuxiao's back. He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the sword of the blood demon ancestor. He felt that if he was cut by this sword , he must die.

Under the threat of death, the energy in Ling Jiuxiao's body circulated more smoothly than ever. He slowly raised his right hand, and the surrounding black mist quickly gathered on the Thunder Dragon Sword.

In just one breath, the black mist covering Ling Jiuxiao gathered around the Thunder Dragon Sword. When Ling Jiuxiao slashed down with the Thunder Dragon Sword in his right hand, the nine dragons on the sword flew out of the sky.

Different from the one used by the Thunder Priest, the nine dragons released by Ling Jiuxiao's sword are black, and the black dragons also have faint blue lightning on their bodies, which looks extremely brave.

Under Ling Jiuxiao's control, the nine black swimming dragons rushed straight towards the blood-boiling sword qi swung by the blood demon patriarch.

Nine black swimming dragons and a blood-boiling sword energy, in terms of appearance, the nine black swimming dragons are definitely more powerful.

But when the nine black swimming dragons approached the boiling blood sword energy, the nine black swimming dragons collapsed instantly and did not play any role.

Seeing this scene, Ling Jiuxiao's heart sank, and his face showed a look of horror. Seeing the blood-boiling sword energy flying towards him quickly, his eyes showed a dignified look.

Without any hesitation, Ling Jiuxiao instantly dispelled the beast transformation of chaos and turned into a dragon transformation. His body flickered and flew away from the original place, trying to avoid the attack of the blood-boiling sword energy.

But when Ling Jiuxiao just flew to the side, he saw the blood-boiling sword energy turning around and chasing after him.

"Oops, I was locked by the other party!" Ling Jiuxiao's heart sank. When he saw the blood-boiling sword energy turning, he knew in his heart that the sword energy had locked him, and no matter how he tried to escape, he couldn't escape.

In this way, there is only hard resistance.

Ling Jiuxiao took a deep breath, then opened his mouth, and the violent dragon flame turned into a pillar of fire and sprayed towards the boiling blood sword energy, trying to block the boiling blood sword energy.

But this violent dragon flame has lost its effect at this time. When the pillar of fire formed by the dragon flame is close to the blood-boiling sword energy, it collapses directly, without any resistance at all.

Seeing the blood-boiling sword energy defeating Long Yan, Ling Jiuxiao's eyes showed an almost desperate look. He glanced at the Thunder Dragon Sword on his right hand, and threw the Thunder Dragon Sword violently. He planned to detonate the Thunder Dragon Sword , See if you can use the power of the Thunder Dragon Sword's self-explosion to block the blood-boiling sword energy.

Without any hesitation, although the Thunder Dragon Sword is a spiritual weapon, it is nothing compared to life. Ling Jiuxiao directly threw the Thunder Dragon Sword, and then detonated the Thunder Dragon Sword without any hesitation. The majestic air flow instantly swept through the blood-boiling sword energy.

(End of this chapter)