Intruders of the Moon World

Ye Qing somewhat understood why Zhabu called his master, Blood Fighting God, an "immortal".

If it wasn't for the inappropriate environment, he must be a great cultivator if he was placed in the environment of the ancient heaven.

The blood fighting god snapped his fingers, and the dazzling and scorching flames rushed all the way along the blood line, centering on the family members of the blood world, igniting the entire storm.

An unprecedented super torch appeared in the air, instantly heating up the surrounding atmosphere, and the heat wave can directly overturn the vehicle!

According to common sense, with this scale of firepower, it is absolutely impossible for any creature to survive in the center... But the blood family members cannot use the simple word "creature" to divide the existence of types.

In the eye-opening flame storm, a black figure gradually came out...

"Impossible!" Stephen and KK were extremely shocked, "What a terrifying vitality! This monster..."

But the family members of the blood world did not escape successfully, but were stopped by two people who were above the monsters when they first took action.

"Vulcan's Brigade, Tian Yuye, Three Thousand Realm Kings!"

Ye Qing's five fingers hooked together, several fiery snakes emerged, and there was a dragon and snake entrenched in the twists and turns, leaping and shooting in like sharp arrows!

Fighting Blood God is more direct, he freely converts the fire attribute blood spell in his hand into wind attribute, and casts "Wind God" like clouds and flowing water, and takes over Ye Qing's "Luofu Hundred Entangling" without any hindrance, so as to play a bigger role power.

【Fengshen·Empty Cut Silk·Luo Fu Qian Tang】

The two shouted at the same time.

"Composite drill——"

[Compound blood method——]

——Naluo is extremely evil, the Buddha's imperial career, and the fire of a thousand worlds! ——

It was burning brightly, as if the extremely evil karmic fire that could swallow up the whole world came at this moment!

It is even more terrifying than the divine flame that God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah in the Old Testament. It is the ultimate disaster that will engrave the horror deep in the genes and pass it down along the bloodline!

If it weren't for the strong control of Ye Qing and Blood Fighting God, it wouldn't be surprising that this fire that shot straight into the sky would burn a third of the city after liberation.

Its power is so great!

In just three seconds, a pitch-black real fetal egg fell out and fell to the ground with a ding-dong, ding-dong sound...

Afterwards, Ye Qing and Blood Fighting God spent a full three minutes trying their best to suppress this destructive storm and make it dissipate smoothly.

"That's right... If you have this kind of power, you can forcibly kill the elder class without relying on your real name... The records in the coat of arms are true."

Ye Qing wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and looked seriously at the blood fighting god beside him, and the other party also looked at him at this moment.

"Who is he?"

【Who is he? 】

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If Ye Qing remembers correctly, and the information on the crest of the cross is also correct, then those people who developed the compound blood method back then are all dead, and there is no inheritance left.

Ordinarily, that Uncle Puppet was the last user. After his death, apart from Ye Qing mastering the related technology, as Ye Qing replaced the blood with his own power, the compound blood technique should be officially extinct!

But blood fighting god...Ye Qing saw it clearly just now, it is definitely not "continuous", but "simultaneously" using two different blood methods, switching between the two attributes of wind and fire at will.

Even Ye Qing can't do this!

And the tricks used by the two, although the source of power is different, but the fit is terrifyingly high, the power of the flame even surpassed the level of the blood fighting god in the original book.

Ye Qing secretly thought in his heart: "Could it be that the Blood Fighting God obtained the compound blood law training method from some way... But the time is wrong, judging from Zhabu's age, the time for him to practice the compound blood law Definitely far more than three years."

The iridescent light in the right eye was shining, Ye Qing observed seriously for a while, then closed the magic eye.

"That's right, even though it's dilapidated, it's still human... What's going on?"

Fighting Blood God also seems to have become interested in Ye Qing, just when the two were about to have an in-depth exchange, the roar of a motorcycle sounded in the distance.

...and the outrageous laughter that ensues.

"Hahaha, my uncle has finally arrived!" Zhabu had a big belly, with a gem in his mouth, and smiled extremely proudly, "Where is that bastard of the blood family? See how this uncle taught him and made him kneel." Come down and call... master?!!!"

The scooter braked sharply, leaving traces on the ground that smelled like rubber, and Zhabu turned around and ran away without hesitation!

Pushing the accelerator to the limit, this small motorcycle showed a super power that didn't match its appearance, and it suddenly smelled like Qiu Mingshan.

"Come on! Zhabu Wan!"

This man burned his soul amidst the shouts.

"If you are also a motorcycle, then show me the aura of Fenrir!"

Xiao Moto: Sorry, the concubine can't do it.

You can't expect a lady bike to run out of Advent special effects...  

Blood Fighting God focused on Zhabu who was running for his life, the air around him suddenly became cold, just as he was about to make a move, Ye Qing who was next to him chuckled and raised his hand.

Ye Qing had a spring-like smile on his face, looked at Zhabu with incomparably gentle eyes, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Fengshen performing soldiers, thousands of needles, fish suit thorns!"

There was an imperceptible fluctuation in the space, and the invisible thin needle shot out, and it crossed a distance of [-] meters at a silent speed, with a "poof"!

Zab's scooter... blew a tire.

Blood Fighting God stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers as well.

【Vulcan · Empty Cutting Silk · Flowing Blade】

Bloodlines rose with the wind, Yaoyao entangled Zhabu's scooter, and then... Boom!

Zabu doesn't seem to have escaped the flames?

It's ok!

Ye Qing smiled again, and snapped his fingers again.

Wind Thread pulled out a black figure from the flames, and threw it casually on the ground.

Zhabu made a "thump", stood up and wanted to run!

Blood Fighting God stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers...

Ye Qing smiled slightly, snapped his fingers...

After the two snapped their fingers ten times in total, the indescribable object named "Zab" was pulled to the front of them.

At this time, Klaus, Leo and others also arrived. Although they were surprised that the unidentified object looked so much like Zhabu, everyone didn't seem to care about Zhabu himself.

Klaus and Stephen took a step forward and said respectfully: "It's the first time we meet, naked...Your Excellency Blood Fighting God!"

"subcbkl#￥%niuhc*iwe..."

After saying a word, the Blood Fighting God, who sensed something was wrong, froze for a moment, and then unceremoniously poked the tip of the wooden staff on Zhabu's bulging belly.

"You're welcome, brats..." Zhabu said mechanically, "You immature ones, even if you know my name, you can't change the fact that your knowledge is extremely shallow."

Everyone in Libra: "..."

I don't know who made a "cut", and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhabu who rolled his eyes, piercing his decadent body like a substance.

Zhabu instinctively shed two lines of tears: Don't look at me, it's not me!

"You little brat over there, you have the technique of destroying hell in your body..."

"Yes, Master." Klaus stood up and said, "I am Klaus V. Lay..."

After a brief exchange of greetings—although the tone of the Blood Fighting God made people feel that this was not a greeting, the Blood Fighting God made a request to take Zhabu back after mocking Zhabu to the utmost.

"Huh?!" Leo and the others exclaimed in unison, with varying degrees of secret joy in their hearts.

Stephen stood up and showed a polite smile: "Master, please think about it more, although Zhabu is a hopeless scum, he is also an indispensable cannon for our Labra... ..member."

Zhabu struggled: "Wait a minute, did some terrible words pop out just now?

Don't say such things with such a hearty smile, don't you realize what you said at all?

Because I have always thought so, so I said it logically!

Hateful stinky monster, rag spirit, don't think I'll just call you Master!I don't want to go back to that secret place where nothing shit happens. The world outside is reluctant to part with me, and the red light street also needs me to create GDP! "

[Too arrogant, brat! 】

A bloody hand stretched out from under the tattered clothes, tightly grasped Zhabu's head like iron tongs, and pressed it to the ground forcefully!

[Look, this pustule full of poison! 】

As Blood Fighting God said, he poked Zhabu's stomach, causing waves.

[Presumably you have been living in a dark corner, living a life as shady as a cockroach and a bug. Surrounded by honey and poison, you have endlessly lived a corrupt and obscene life, and you have degenerated without restraint!

Pustules still have meaning to exist—to create ugly memories for people, your life is worse than pustules, and you have no right to be remembered by anyone at all!

The human body is just a skin, and all material comforts, money and beauties are just passing clouds, pink skeletons.

Even if the physical body is damaged and the spirit disappears, as long as the will is unceasing, the name will continue to be passed down!

Now you, the body is not as good as the garbage that is thrown away directly, and the spirit is already extremely dirty. As for the will - it has no value of being remembered at all! 】

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Zhabu felt like he was a pustule filled with unknown liquid, which was pierced by the master's wooden stick.

I want to die...

"It's so pitiful..." everyone in Labra sighed silently in their hearts.

Even Leo couldn't help sympathizing with Zhabu at this moment: Although he is a scumbag, he is an adult at least, and he was pressed to the ground and rubbed like this, and his body was scolded to pieces.

"That... Master Blood God," Ye Qing, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly stood up, "Can you please keep Zhabu?

Although as you can see, he is a humanoid waste that has no sense of disobedience even if it is thrown into the 'non-recyclable trash can'.

But no matter what, he is still a Yashou. Before throwing him into the incinerator, let him show his light and heat one last time. "

【...】

Zabu buried his face in the soil: "Leave me alone, I want to be a shell in my next life..."

Ye Qing said seriously: "And, as far as I am concerned, there are still some personal reasons, no matter what, I want to keep Mr. Zabu."

"Oh?!" Zhabu raised his head in surprise, extremely excited, "I just said, there will be people who will hate me, no matter how poor my popularity is, I won't be so bad! I still have a lot of advantages Yes, you see, this does not mean that someone appreciates me—”