Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 55: Asking the Sword Blood Realm

“Okay…huh?”

Just as Xuexi smiled, his smile froze on his face.

Call the ancestor?

What’s the meaning?

Shouldn’t it be that the cultivator of the Pure Sun Sword Sect was directly beheaded here?

Why should I call the ancestor?

Seeing that Xuexi did not respond, Jun Ao frowned slightly:

“Don’t understand? Then another way of saying it.”

As he said, Jun Ao held the trembling flying sword in front of him, pointed directly at the blood stream, and said coldly:

“Give you three breaths, call for ancestors, or die.”

The blood stream had no expression on his face. He understood that the monk under the Xuantian Clan in front of him was really moving.

If you don’t call the ancestors, he will really die!

But when the Pure Sun Sect Jianxiu appeared just now, he had already called the ancestors.

No one in the blood world wants to show up at all, otherwise they would not fall into this situation.

It’s just that Jun Ao doesn’t listen to him at all.

I saw Jun Ao holding a flying sword in his hand and his tone was cold:

“three.”

“two.”

…

A strong sense of crisis surged from his heart, and the desire to survive could not tolerate Blood Creek’s hesitation. He took out a scarlet token from his arms, gritted his teeth, and roared:

“Disciple Xuexi, please help my ancestors!”

boom!

The scarlet token in Blood Creek’s hand shattered and turned into a scarlet blood to skyrocket.

In midair, a blood-colored door loomed,

However, it is not turned on.

Xuexi smiled miserably, and he knew it would be like this.

At this moment, Jun Ao put down the flying sword in his hand, and pressed one hand on the hilt of the long sword at his waist. His figure turned into a blue and black sword light, soaring into the sky, and slammed into the looming blood. door.

At the same time, Jun Ao’s cold and arrogant voice sounded through the world:

“The one hundred and twenty-seventh-generation disciple Jun Ao of Shu Mountain, please go to Blood Demon Youquan to lead death!”

boom!

The next moment, the blue and black sword light hit the bloody gate,

The faintly visible bloody gate, under the sword light, was divided into two, revealing a bloody passage with no end in sight.

Jun Ao held the scabbard of the Qingping sword in his hand, which turned into a sword light, straight into the bloody passage.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the blood world.

Looking up, I saw a sea of ​​blood in front of the sky,

Peaks stand in the sea of ​​blood, and on the top of each peak stands a monk in the blood world.

The lowest cultivation base is the realm of human immortality!

On the top of the mountains, the blood demon Youquan, who is like a mountain, slowly rose from the throne, holding a blood knife, looking down at Jun Ao, and sneered:

“The legacy of Shushan?”

“That young man who drove flying swords all over the sky that day was you, right?”

“It turned out to be rescued by Patriarch Xuantian, so it’s no wonder that I was able to escape from the encirclement and suppression of the four ascending realms.”

“But in a few days, you actually reached the realm of earth fairy?”

“Where is the sacred Master Xuantian, and what method has been used to allow you to have the cultivation base of the Earth Immortal realm in a short time?”

In the eyes of Blood Demon Youquan, he was full of greed, without the slightest fear, he smiled repeatedly:

“However, it is a young man who is too reckless, so he dare to come to my blood realm in a mere immortal realm,”

“You know, under Heavenly Sovereign, even if the ten profound immortals come, this seat can tell him to come back and forth!”

“If your Master Xuantian, Patriarch Xuantian came, you might still be afraid of it.”

“However, just relying on you, stinky little baby, hahaha, just to die.”

The blood cultivators all around sneered sneer, and they were about to hug them, but they saw the blood demon Youquan stretch out his hand and press:

“Nian thinking that you are under the door of Xuantian, leave by yourself, this seat can ignore your rude behavior.”

“Furthermore, don’t blame this seat for capturing you, and let your Master Xuantian Patriarch to lead the people.”

As he said, the Blood Demon Youquan shook his hand with one hand, and the surrounding sea of ​​blood rushed violently, and a wave of terrifying coercion forced him like a sea tide.

Jun Ao didn’t move, and saw that he held the scabbard in his hand and pointed directly at the Gorefiend.

Meaning, it’s obvious.

Blood Demon Youquan squinted slightly:

“I don’t know what it is.”

The blood cultivators of the fairyland and the fairyland had long been unable to restrain themselves. Hearing these words, he suddenly roared and turned into a blood body.

Jun Ao said coldly:

“This sword is for the ancestors of Shushan who have been harmed by the evil cultivation of the blood world for thousands of years.”

In the next moment, a blue and black sword light burst out from Qingping’s scabbard, wherever it went, no matter the person, the immortal, or the immortal, they were all killed by the sword light.

Countless blood realm immortal ranks were cultivating evil cultivators, and before they could even make a scream, they were killed on the spot.

Blood Demon Youquan shook his hand with one hand, and a sea of ​​blood surged around him, building a wall of blood in front of him, trying to block this blue and black sword light.

Only in the next moment, the blood wall that gathered the power of the blood world was divided into two.

Jianguang is approaching!

“Grandmaster Xuantian, you really have some patience.” The Blood Demon Youquan snorted coldly, holding a bloody knife in his hand, and stepped forward.

boom!

The bloody sword in the hands of the blood demon Youquan split into two, and the blood demon Youquan’s face changed drastically:

“This is impossible!”

In the next moment, the blood demon Youquan exploded, turning into countless blood, rushing in all directions, avoiding this deadly sword.

Jianguang cut through the blood sea, and the entire blood world was cut out of a crack.

This small world built with supernatural power cultivation began to shake violently.

But soon, under the suppression of the monstrous blood sea, it stabilized.

It’s just that the crack cut by the sword light can’t be repaired anyway.

In front of Jun Ao, countless peaks shattered, and a sea of ​​blood rose up, condensing into a hideous behemoth.

The body of the Gorefiend!

The blood demon incarnate looked down at Jun Ao condescendingly, and sneered:

“The disciples of Patriarch Xuantian are indeed somewhat capable, but this blood realm was built by this seat over thousands of years.”

“In this blood world, this seat is an immortal body, even if the peak of Xuanxian is here, it can’t be done by this seat!”

“Little Dixian, I really thought the world would be invincible!”

With that, the blood demon raised a bloody hand the size of a mountain and grabbed it at Jun Ao.

In front of the behemoth, Jun Ao was like an ant.

However, Jun Ao’s face remained unchanged.

I saw him holding the scabbard in his hand, slowly raising it, facing the blood demon secluded spring that he grabbed with one hand, and said coldly:

“This sword is for all the people of Shushan who are buried in the blood.”

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light in Jun Ao’s hand bloomed,

At the same time, the bloody hands of the Gorefiend had reached the top of Jun Ao’s head, pressing directly on the sword light.

Blood Demon Youquan smiled:

“I can’t help myself!”

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

It was replaced by endless panic.

I saw the bloody hand the size of a mountain, before the sword light, like a knife cutting tofu, was divided into two,

“no no!”

“I am the body of the Gorefiend, I am the immortal body, I…”

The sword light was like a broken bamboo, immersed in the blood, piercing the blood demon’s eyebrows.

The voice of the Gorefiend stopped abruptly,

In the next moment, the blood body collapsed, turning into countless orangutan blood rushing to the four directions, and the entire blood world began to fall apart.

Jun Ao held the Qingping sword in his hand, gently pressed it on his chest, closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

“My ancestors, the same sect, Jun Ao, take revenge for you.”

boom!

In the next moment, a blue and black sword light shot up into the sky, and the entire blood world collapsed completely!

Turned into countless dirty blood, spilled into the void.

The blood world is gone.

Blood Demon Sect

Looking at it and returning, Jun Ao who appeared in front of him again,

Luhou, Xuexi and others seemed to understand something.