Because the blood corpse wanted to appreciate his masterpiece, he didn't want Xia Chenglong to die like this. He wanted to watch Xia Chenglong be tortured to death bit by bit.

At this time, the corner of the mouth of the blood corpse raised slightly, and a touch of playful curve was raised. He looked at Xia Chenglong with a cold expression. Only when Xia Chenglong's face showed a painful expression, he would smile gently at this time.

At this time, the blood corpse heard a dragon roar, and then a five-clawed golden dragon flew towards him. When the first five-clawed golden dragon flew over, it seemed like a charge horn was sounded, followed by the second, third, and fourth. Until the end, there were actually nine.

Although the five-clawed golden dragon looks extremely solid, it is actually just a phantom. They pass through the blood corpse one by one, and crawl through it.

The cultivation level of a blood corpse seemed to have been reduced a little. After the ninth line, the aura of the blood corpse was significantly reduced at this time, almost reaching the middle stage of the mind concentrating realm.

But even so, Xia Chenglong is like this now, and he probably has no way to win. However, after these nine five-clawed golden dragons passed through the body of the blood corpse, they suddenly disappeared here, as if they had never appeared before.

At this time, although Xia Chenglong was eroded by this resentment in his heart, he was more or less awake in an instant.

Xia Chenglong's fear at first, and his indifference later, until the end, after seeing through all this, he sat there motionlessly.

At this time, Xia Chenglong sighed leisurely, and then waved his big hand so gently that he completely dispersed the phantom in front of him.

Just as the phantom dispersed, Xia Chenglong also regained consciousness at this time, but when he saw this, he realized that the problem was not good. In addition, he had just been beaten to what he is now by the nine golden dragons.

So at that time, the blood corpse gritted its teeth and looked at Xia Chenglong. After a gentle look, he made a decision. He should not continue to torture Xia Chenglong. He wanted to kill Xia Chenglong as soon as possible. Chi Zesheng still understood the principle that he turned into a blood corpse.

So at this time the calcite started to operate, and its own spiritual power knocked the endless resentment towards Xia Chenglong, and he straightened down here.

At this time, Xia Chenglong also secretly called out bad things in his heart, but fortunately, this instinctive reaction during the fights helped him escape the disaster.

Looking at the cracked stones, Xia Chenglong was always filled with emotion at this time. Fortunately, his reaction just now was timely. If he could not dodge just now, his body would be like these gravels, and he would be split in all directions.

At this time, the blood corpse had already been furious when she saw Xia Chenglong dodging.

At this time, the blood corpse looked cold and looked at Xia Chenglong, then squeezed out a few words coldly from his mouth: "If you want to die today, you must die too. You dare to be so disrespectful to me. What if you kill you?"

When Xia Chenglong heard the blood corpse say this, he was already furious in his heart. However, at this time, he was also very clear about the true strength of this blood corpse.

At this time, Xia Chenglong did not speak, but showed a solemn expression on his face. However, at this time, he suddenly realized that the strength of the blood corpse seemed to have declined because he felt a weak aura on the blood corpse.

Xia Chenglong raised his head to look at the blood corpse, his mouth raised slightly, and a playful smile appeared. His expression suddenly became cold. And when he saw his appearance, there was a faint tremor in his heart.

The blood corpse took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. At this time, he looked at Xia Chenglong with cold eyes, and then spit out a few words from his mouth: "You must die here today, no one can save you."

Xia Chenglong's mouth raised slightly, and a playful smile arose: "You are weak, your breath is much weaker than just now."

Xia Chenglong's eyes were mainly focused on the blood corpse. At this time, the blood corpse felt that he seemed to have no privacy in front of him, and he could peek at him freely.

However, at this time, the blood corpse took a deep breath, forcibly stabilized his heart, raised his head to look at Xia Chenglong, and then uttered a few words coldly from his mouth.

"I am even if my breath is weak, how can I deal with people like you? I can move my little fingers enough to kill you thousands of times."

At the end of the story, the Blood Corpse was almost a must-have. How could the Blood Corpse not care about such things?

You should know that this is about realm cultivation. Now my realm cultivation is too weak.

Xia Chenglong turned his head to look at the blood corpse, his mouth slightly raised, and a touch of playful and cold smile appeared: "Hahahahaha, do you think you had a chance in the past, then you will have a chance now? You don't have a chance, and you will definitely die today!"

At the end, Xia Chenglong almost gritted his teeth, and his eyes were not filled with emotion, and he just looked at the blood corpse straight.

For a moment, the blood corpse felt as if she was going to be killed by Xia Chenglong. She suddenly became tighter in her heart, and a few panic appeared in her expression.

At this time, Xia Chenglong released his momentum without reservation. Although he had already survived it at this time, his aura is still quite weak now.

The blood corpse looked at Xia Chenglong with his eyes. After watching for a while, he pinched his hands and recited the spell. His expression suddenly became cold, and there was a little murderous intent in his eyes. At this time, he poured all his spiritual energy into his palms.

The blood corpse's nails suddenly turned red, and at this time, Xia Chenglong's heart suddenly became tight when he saw the blood corpse.

Because at this time, Xia Chenglong had already felt an extremely strong resentment from the blood corpse's nails, and the resentment was mixed with a little death aura.

In fact, Xia Chenglong is just a stubborn mouth. Now his breath is very weak, and is there any weapon in his hand?

As for those swords, for Xia Chenglong, there is no way to use this realm again.
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