"Son Xia, your God-Destroying Cross Shield should also be a complete supreme holy weapon. Why can't it activate such powerful power?" The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King asked in confusion.

Xia Wenxin gently stroked the Cross Shield of the God Destroyer and shook his head and said, "If you don't become a great saint, it is extremely difficult to master a complete Supreme Holy Artifact. It is still short of my time to get the Cross Shield of the God Destroyer and it will take some time to get it into it. Only by getting the spirit of the weapon can you urge the strongest power."

Hearing this, the Nine-Eyed King couldn't help but sigh: "The Blood Slaughter is really lucky. I will refine the Invincible Purgatory Tower early, and even the Immortal Great Saint is no match for him."

Hearing this, Xia Wenxin just smiled faintly and didn't say anything else.

At this moment, the Invulgar Purgatory Tower flew in mid-air, and a ball of purgatory fire flew out from the tower, falling to the ground like a rain of fire, making a "rumbling" sound, which was about to completely destroy this hell.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to use space methods to bring everyone back into the sword tomb, but found that the space was restricted and even the flight speed was much slower.

"For dealing with these native chickens and dogs, this Son of God is enough to have enough power. You will actually lose all the faces of the Immortal Vampire clan!"

While the Blood Slaughter God Son took action to deal with Zhang Ruochen and others, he scolded Xia Wenxin and others.

The Nine-Eye Heavenly King's face was extremely gloomy and extremely angry. As the Son of God, he also had arrogance and dignity in his heart, and had never been scolded like this.

If Xia Wenxin had not stopped him, he would have to argue with the Blood Slaughter of God, and the dignity of the God cannot be trampled on.

"Who is this grandson? What big cloves of garlic?"

Xiang Chunanji was unhappy with the blood slaughter and was ready to beat him up.

Zhang Ruochen recalled the content he saw in "The Record of Ten Evils in Hell", with a solemn expression and said: "The Son of Blood Slaughter is one of the top five powerful men under the Great Sage of the Immortal Blood Clan. He once fought against the Immortal Realm of Chunyi and the starry sky. The two fought for two days and three nights, and fought more than ten stars to fall."

"In the end, the Great Sage Chunyi retreated from blood and bloody slaughtered."

"This battle shocked the top leaders of the Heavenly Court, and that was at that time, its danger index was rated as level 10."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, and their hearts were almost cold.

Even the Great Sage can defeat...

The Great Sage is the emperor among the saints. His body is immortal and he overwhelms all living beings.

There is no difference between fighting with Blood Tu and fighting with a great saint.

How can they fight against such terrifying existences?

How can we not be desperate?

"No matter how strong you are, you have to fight."

Zhang Ruochen glanced behind him and saw Shi Qiankun rushing towards the sword tomb. In any case, he had to block the blood slaughter for a moment and buy time for Shi Qiankun to retreat.

Moreover, after breaking through to the Nine-Step Saint Queen, Zhang Ruochen's strength has increased greatly. He also wanted to try out what level the strongest blood clan, who is famous in the heavens and all worlds, has reached.

Only by knowing oneself and one’s enemy can one know how to overcome it.

"No matter who he is, Grandpa Xiang is not afraid."

Xiang Chunan roared, and the acupoints all over his body opened, and a cloud of demonic energy surged out, constantly gathering towards the metal demon crown.

As a sworn brother, he will stand firmly by Zhang Ruochen's side at any time, sharing life and death.

Murong Yue didn't say anything, but just silently mobilized the demonic energy and injected the green light into the dull moon slash, ready to take action at any time.

"It's so wonderful, it's so wonderful, I'll fight with him!" The little Taoist in Zhenmiao gritted his teeth.

Needless to say, Bao Lie put his index fingers together, and the holy energy in his body circulates wildly in the meridians, gathering towards his eyebrows, and the star god's eyes can be opened at any time.

A sacred light emerged from Ji Fanxin's body, which was obviously also using some powerful means.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, Amitabha Buddha." Er Sikong chanted the Buddha's name softly.

"Bang."

Da Sikong slapped Er Sikong on the head and stared at him, "What nonsense is that if you want to go to hell, it should be that shitty son of god going to hell."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and others blocking the front, the Son of Blood-Tubing God couldn't help but sneer and said, "Since you are all in a hurry to die, let's do it."

Before he finished speaking, the Instagram Tower of Purgatory was spinning, and rivers of flames surged out, emitting hot waves of air, hitting out at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Ruochen had a firm look in his eyes and tried his best to activate the Qingtian Futu Tower, making the tower body as huge as a mountain, hitting the Invincible Purgatory Tower.

Although the weapon spirit of the Qingtian Futu Tower is not there, the weapon spirit consciousness is willing to help with all its strength, so its power cannot be underestimated.

At the same time, the Zhenmiao Taoist temporarily turned into the spirit of the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror, urging the power of the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to the extreme.

Murong Yue scored the Green Light Dull Moon Slash, Xiang Chunan scored the Metal Demon Crown, Bao Lie opened the Eye of the Star God, and the shocking divine light surged out of Ji Fanxin's body. Da Sikong and Er Sikong joined forces to evolve into the Heaven and Earth Chess Platform, with divine power everywhere.

This time, the few people used the strongest means to compete with the Blood Slaughter God Son.

"boom."

The extremely terrifying force burst out, and the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles quickly sinks, and the smoke and clouds swept away in the air.

Such power, even if it is just a little aftermath, is enough to kill a powerful person of the Holy King level.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen and others suffered a huge impact, just like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, all of which were thrown out.

On the other side, the Invulgar Purgatory Tower stopped and no longer continued to advance.

Blood slaughter stood on the top of the tower, and his body exploded and turned into a ball of blood.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Chunan, who was lying in a pool of blood, stood up and coughed up blood while laughing: "Hahaha, what are the five masters? Why do you have to defeat the Great Sage? When you meet your Grandpa Xiang, will you disappear?"

The little Taoist Zhenmiao also showed great joy, unable to believe his eyes, and said, "We actually killed Xue Tu. In this battle, wouldn't I be famous all over the world?"

Zhang Ruochen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he was not as happy as Xiang Chunan and Zhenmiao Xiaotao Ren. Instead, his face was pale. His heart minister reached the bottom of the valley and said, "Go away quickly."

"Go, why go?"

"That's right, we should take advantage of the victory to chase the immortal blood clan to know who has the final say in the Kunlun world."

...

Ji Fanxin looked at the Tower of Hell hanging high in the air, his eyes were unprecedentedly calm, and said, "Just just now, we just smashed a clone of Xue Tu. When his true body came, we couldn't even leave."

"What... clone..."

‘Impossible!’

Xiang Chunan and Zhenmiao Taoist both gasped and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, no one urged the Infinite Purgatory Tower, and the space is no longer restricted, and it is the best time to retreat.

"Swish."

The space was moved and displayed, and Zhang Ruochen took everyone to retreat into the sword tomb as quickly as possible.

"boom."

At this moment, an extremely powerful blood evil aura descended from the sky and appeared on the Invincible Purgatory Tower.

The figure of Xue Tu reappeared, and the aura emitted from him was nearly ten times stronger than before, just like a blood-red scorching sun floating in the sky, reflecting the world of thousands of miles.

However, his face looked particularly ugly.

Just a group of ants, they can destroy his clone, so how can he maintain his face?

You know, that clone was condensed with a large amount of blood energy, and he had a cultivation level of 10% of his full state.

In addition, if the Great Sage doesn’t come out, who will compete with him?

"Escape, see where you can escape. Seal the exit of the ancient tribe of Zhenzhu, and don't release a fly. This Son of God must suck their blood one by one." The Son of Blood Slaughter roared.

On the surface of the Hell Tower in the Abyssal, inscriptions emerged like millions of tadpoles, blood qi rushed straight into the sky, and the supreme power surged out, as if to solidify the space.

The power of using the true body to activate the Tower of Hell in the Abyssassin is incomparable.

"I didn't expect that Blood Tu was at a loss, hehe." The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King chuckled.

The Son of Blood Slaughter drove the Invulgar Purgatory Tower and quickly entered the Sword Tomb.

There are only sword rules in the sword tomb. Except for sword cultivators, any other monk will be suppressed in their strength.

But after the Bloody God Slaughter broke into the Sword Tomb, he still seemed extremely powerful, as if he didn't care about the Sword Tomb's suppression of him at all.

Even if he is suppressed, it will not affect his control of Zhang Ruochen and others.

The seven god-horse planets suddenly flew out and instantly formed a powerful formation, suppressing the Blood-Slaughter God Son.

The Blood Slaughter God Son didn't even look at it, and he slapped his palm at will.

"boom."

The formation was instantly disintegrated, and seven planets of the Divine Constellation flew everywhere.

Bao Lie showed his speed and stabbed out with a golden spear in his hand.

The perfect power of the seven-god burst out, and the golden light condensed at one point, invincible.

"clang."

The Blood Slaughter God's Son bounced his finger and knocked away the golden spear.

Immediately afterwards, he patted a palm and printed it firmly on Bao Lie's chest.

"puff."

Blood gushed from Bao Lie's mouth, like a kite flying backwards.
To be continued...