Undead War God

Ye Chen glanced backwards, and Han Feng chased it up again. Two blood slaves were beside him. The blood was diffused, emitting a rolling killing intent.

“These guys are really intractable,” Ye Chen murmured, turning her head to look towards Liu Muyun, only to see her look pale and weak, as if exhausting all her strength.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ye Chen asked worriedly, and at the same time found that the Moon Moon Sword became extremely dim and the sword glow was uncertain.

“The seal of moon divine blood is a soul secret sealed in the sword of the dark moon. With my current strength, I can only cast it once, and after I cast it, my body will become extremely tired.” Liu Muyun’s tone was helpless.

She didn’t expect that the strength of blood slaves would be so powerful. A month of divine blood marks would only kill a blood slave, Magical Powers of Blood Race, so weird and horrible.

“Hold on, we’re almost there.”

In the distance, a high slope appeared in Ye Chen’s field of vision, and it was almost there. As long as they reached the transmission point, and then used the token to open the Transmission Formation, they could go out at any time.

Their bodies flashed quickly, and the eyes of the two people were full of strong hope.

“go with!”

Suddenly, Han Feng’s mouth spit out an icy character, and the blood glow condensed into a palm print, covering the entire high slope from top to bottom, pressing Ye Chen 2 people.

“Ode to the Moon God!”

A gentle moonlight emerged in the sky, with blood-colored palm shadow strikes, bursting instantly, Liu Muyun uttered a sore throat, his body fell to the ground, completely fainted.

“Sister Mu Yun!” Ye Chen immediately fell beside her, her eyes fixed, and several bloodstains appeared on Liu Muyun’s body. The bloodstains were squirming like maggots, as if trying to erode her body.

“This is one of the secrets of the Blood Race. The bloodstains will not die, then her flesh will gradually erode and eventually become a bone, but you do n’t have to worry. Liu Muyun is Saintess of Moon God Clan and owns the moon. God sheltered, this bloodstain couldn’t help her. “

Han Feng’s words dropped, and the bloodstains really began to dissipate. Liu Muyun’s breath became even again, but she was simply caught in a coma and it didn’t matter.

Ye Chen relaxed, stood up, looked at Han Feng gloomily, and said, “Who the hell are you and how do you know about Saint Race?”

“I said, I am from Blood Race and naturally know about Saint Race.” Han Feng shrugged and laughed: “Did you not know that in ancient times, Saint Race and Blood Race were allies? The war was caused by the 2 clan. “

Ye Chen froze a bit, Saint Race and Blood Race are allies? And is it the culprit that caused the ancient war?

“It seems that you have not fully accepted Saint Race inheritance, otherwise, today will not become so embarrassed. Unfortunately, after today, you will become my blood slave, without spiritual wisdom, submit to me completely Blood slave. “

Tap your finger, two blood slaves stride out, blood glow seems to be endless, formidable power is infinite, and the surrounding Spirit Beasts touched the slightest, and immediately wailed and died on the spot.

No trace of snow!

The steps were like wind, Ye Chen’s body swept backwards, constantly avoiding the attack of blood slaves, but the other party was blood slaves, no True Yuan, no flesh, and would not feel tired at all.

2 people, one chase, one escape.

The whole space is a diffuse silhouette, which makes Han Feng smile with satisfaction on her face, and in her heart she wants to make Ye Chen into a blood slave, a blood slave with the blood of Saint Race, she feels excited.

“No, in this way, they will only be consumed alive.” Ye Chen’s body showed a trace of tiredness, and the prolonged anti-air skimming was extremely distracting.

He moved towards 2 Blood Slaves, and his eyes suddenly fixed.

Blood slaves still kept valuable scars. Although there was no blood, the misty rays of light within the scars made Ye Chen feel familiar.

It is it!

A sudden light flashed across Ye Chen’s head.

His body flickered continuously, avoiding the attack of blood slaves, and landed on the ground with his hands down, looking directly at Han Feng.

“Can I ask a question?” Ye Chen said suddenly, making Han Feng frown tightly, but soon he smiled slightly and replied: “You ask.”

Here is the depth of 9 Yang Mountain Range, a place rarely visited, and his strength is far better than Ye Chen. Han Feng from the very beginning to the present, has a mentality of having fun.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and looked towards the two blood slaves, saying: “Sister Mu Yun once said that the so-called blood slaves are to use some secret method to completely refine the blood of people within the body, and then Sculpt the soul, and make it a flesh-and-blood puppet. The misty white light emanating from these two blood slaves is Soul Strength. “

“You’re right, that’s really Soul Strength.” Han Feng answered directly.

“That being the case, the reason why the blood slave was not afraid of anything was because it did not have flesh and blood, but relied on the imprint of that soul. The third blood slave died because of the moon divine blood seal. Soul Destruction, with Soul Destruction soul, completely broke the soul imprint, and the Blood Race secret method will not be broken. “

When Ye Chen was talking, his eyes were sharp and his words were dazzling, which made Han Feng’s body tremble. Ye Chen’s observation was so amazing that he said nothing wrong.

Divine blood mark is indeed a soul trick.

It is precisely because it smashed the soul brand of the blood slave within the body that it could completely kill the blood slave and turn it into a pool of blood.

Han Feng looked at Ye Chen, took a deep breath, and laughed, “What do you know about this? With your current Soul Strength, you can’t perform your soul tactics at all, even if you have a fearless expression, Can’t hide your inner fear. “

“Oh, really?”

Hearing this, Ye Chen’s mouth raised a smile, full of coldness, mockery.

In his hand, a black scroll suddenly appeared, a trace of Soul Strength rushed into it, the deep inky rays of light, slowly blooming in the sky.

Han Feng looked at the dark rays of light in front of her, but was speechless for a long time.

Soul trick!

The dark rays of light are not True Yuan, but are agglomerated by Soul Strength, Ye Chen, who exhibited the soul tactics, relying on the cultivation base of True Dao 4 Heavenly Layer.

There was a burst of hotness on his face.

Han Feng just said that Ye Chen couldn’t perform the soul trick, and just after he finished speaking, Ye Chen used his action to fiercely slap his ears, and fiercely hit his arrogance.

“Soul Eater!”

An incredibly sharp breath came out, and I saw that the dark rays of light condensed into a long sword, and the sword came out like a dragon, stabbing directly into the heart of a blood slave, turning it into a pool of blood.

Another blood slave, die!

Seeing this scene, Han Feng felt a heartache.

Refining blood slaves was extremely difficult, and today he lost two blood slaves, because of his arrogance and because of his foolishness and neglect, which made him very annoyed, killing intent pouring out from his eyes continuously.

“Dare to destroy my blood slave, so brave!”

Han Feng was angry.

The footsteps stepped out directly, the blood covered the sky, and instantly slaughtered in front of Ye Chen. Just the monstrous killing intent, the torn black long sword was shattered into pieces, Han Feng, spreading his killing intent, directly toward Ye Chen’s Heart beat, he wants to kill, kill Ye Chen.

Feeling the boundless horror offensive, Ye Chen was unwilling in his eyes.

He stretched out his hands, trying to disperse the killing intent in front of him, but he had a delicate feeling. Opening his eyes, in front of his eyes, there was a hair flying.

That’s right, it is hair, like snow’s hair.

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