The Son of Wangqiu and the Nine-Eyed King were killed one after another, and even Xia Wenxin was seriously injured and withdrew from the sword tomb. Where can the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan dare to fight?

However, the monks of the Immortal Vampire clan understood that Zhang Ruochen had such powerful combat power because he was in the sword tomb.

Therefore, they all withdrew from the sword tomb as quickly as possible.

"Leave it to me."

Zhang Ruochen ignored the Immortal Blood Clan Army, but instead targeted the Blood Slaughter of God.

With the ancient sword of Shenyuan and the blood-dropping sword as the core, the torrent formed by countless battle swords swept away toward the Son of Blood-Slaughter.

"Not capable of enemies."

The Blood Slaughter God Son controls the Tower of Hell and rushes decisively outside the sword tomb.

His speed is extremely fast, but with the blessing of space and time power, the torrent of the sword is faster, and after a moment, he caught up with him.

"Zhang Ruochen."

The Son of Blood-slaughter gritted his teeth and roared out these three words.

His eyes were full of anger, and he was simply crazy about hatred.

It was just because it was in the sword tomb, because of the help of the ghost, and because of the sudden arrival of the blood sword, disrupting his plan again and again, so that he had to retreat.

If this battle is spread, the monks in the entire Hell Realm will probably laugh at him.

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

Anyone can see that they are really out of reach.

With a gritted teeth, the Blood-Slaughter God Son cut his wrist, causing a large amount of essence and blood to flow out from his body and merge into the Tower of Invincible Purgatory.

The Insuri Purgatory Tower immediately turned rapidly, and a large number of purgatory fires erupted.

In this process, it keeps going backwards.

"Bang."

The ancient sword of the Chenyuan and the Blood Sword combined together, slashing out a cross sword light, penetrated the defense of the Invincible Purgatory Tower, and killed the Son of Blood Slaughter.

The treasure robes on the body of the Blood-Tubing God Son immediately broke, and the physical defense was disintegrated. A cross sword appeared on the chest, and the whole body was almost cut into several pieces.

Blood splattered from the mouth of the God Slaughter, and his breath became sluggish.

Although he saved his life, he was seriously injured and was no longer able to fight again.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to make up for the attack, the Invulgar Purgatory Tower emitted a terrifying divine power, shaking the torrent of the sword.

"Swish."

The Invincible Purgatory Tower brought the Blood-Slaying Son of God and instantly escaped from the sword tomb.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful divine power burst out, forcibly tearing the space, and the Inaglio Purgatory Tower suddenly escaped into it and disappeared without a trace.

"There is a residual soul of the god in the Invincible Purgatory Tower. The Blood Slaughter God Son awakens the residual soul of the god through the blood sacrifice, so as to urge the Invincible Purgatory Tower to tear the space and escape." The Blood Sword Spirit explained in a cold voice.

"What a pity!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen frowned and sighed: "The combat power of Xue Tu is almost invincible under the Great Sage. Even Yan Liren, who was known as the Tenth Emperor eight hundred years ago, may not be his opponent. If such a great enemy escapes, there will be endless troubles."

"Even I can't keep the remnant soul of the god awakens, but he has been seriously injured and has been in a state of injury, and he cannot recover in a short time." said the Blood Sword Spirit.

If there is no remnant soul of the god, even if the Blood-slaughtered God's Son escapes from the sword tomb, she will be sure to keep it.

"Then let's kill him next time."

Zhang Ruochen nodded, not too entangled.

Zhang Ruochen believed that with the help of the sundial, his cultivation level would inevitably improve rapidly. At that time, even if he did not need to rely on the geographical advantages of the sword tomb and the power of sixteen ancestors, he might not be able to compete with the Blood-slaughtered Son.

On the other hand, while Zhang Ruochen was dealing with the Blood Slaughter of the God Son, all the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan withdrew from the Sword Tomb, and then tried to escape from the Ancient Clan of the Prison-Store.

"Thank you, the ancestors."

Thank you to the ancestors of Taotian Sword for all generations, and Zhang Ruochen flew out of the huge holy shadow condensed by the sixteen ancestors.

After leaving the sword tomb, he could no longer continue to borrow the power of his ancestors, and had to rely on himself.

Fortunately, the Immortal Vampire has become an army, which is not a problem.

The army of immortal blood clans, led by Xia Wenxin, quickly approached the entrance and exit of the previous Dark Immortal. Only by passing through there can they leave the ancient clan of Zhenzhu.

"It's really wonderful, it's really wonderful. There's no way here. Where do you want to escape?" The little Taoist in Zhenmiao showed his body and looked proud.

The ancient sword of the Chenyuan and the Blood Drop Sword appeared before, and it came to seal the retreat of the Immortal Blood Clan as Zhang Ruochen said.

As a formation master, although he cannot fully control the ancient divine patterns, no matter how he is, he can still control part of it, which is enough to deal with the Immortal Vampire.

It has collected the thirty-six array flags used by the Nether Immortal to tear apart the medieval god patterns and re-arranged them, temporarily glueing the torn medieval god patterns together.

Thirty-six array flags can arrange ninth-grade formations, which are the most treasures and are now owned by it.

"Kill it."

A strong man from the Immortal Vampire roared and attacked the Zhenmiao Taoist without hesitation.

The pursuers are coming from behind. If they don’t open up a way out, they may not be able to escape.

"Do you think I am a vegetarian? If you want to kill me, just try it." The Taoist Zhenmiao held his hands in front of his chest, and looked contemptuous.

In front of him, seven god-zodiac planets were lined up to form a powerful ninth-grade formation.

"boom."

Various warriors and holy arts bombarded out, emitting brilliant light.

The little Taoist chuckled and seemed extremely relaxed. He really didn't believe that these people could break the ninth-grade formation.

So what if there are too many people?

The seven gods are already combined with the medieval god patterns, and their power is endless.

The reason why the Blood Slaughter God Son was able to escape was that he used the residual soul of the gods, used divine power to forcibly tear the space apart. Naturally, he could not leave it behind incomplete divine patterns outside the ancient clan of the prison.

And what can these immortal blood clans rely on to tear apart the ancient divine patterns?

The real little Taoist knew that the Immortal was dead, so he was completely confident.

A moment later, Zhang Ruochen, Bao Lie, Murong Yue, Xiang Chunan and others caught up and surrounded the remaining army of the Immortal Vampire clan.

"Xia Wenxin, you are destined to be unable to leave today!"

Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword of Chenyuan and walked step by step, locking his eyes on Xia Wenxin.

The Blood Slaughter God Son escaped, and he could not let Xia Wenxin run away any longer.

Xia Wenxin also looked at Zhang Ruochen and smiled: "Zhang Ruochen, to be honest, I underestimated you too much before, and it was really not. Maybe I should have tried to get rid of you in the Eastern Region. This time, you really won, and the winning was beautiful. I look forward to fighting with you next time."

"Do you think you can escape?"

Zhang Ruochen became alert, spread his arms, and the Qingtian Futu Tower and the Zangshan Magic Mirror flew above his head at the same time, releasing the powerful supreme power.

The woman in red was even more direct, holding the blood-dropping sword and immediately killed Xiang Xia Wenxin.

"I didn't expect that the last chance of using the escape talisman would be used here." Xia Wenxin shook her head and said.

"Bang."

The sword light slashed out from the Blood Sword came in an instant, but was blocked by a divine light flying out of Xia Wenxin's eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen cast out the Qingtian Futu Tower and the Zangshan Magic Mirror, and the result was the same, and he was completely inaccessible to Xia Wenxin's body.

A strange light flashed in the woman in red, and she stared at Xia Wenxin, but she did not take action again because she knew that it would be futile to continue to take action.

The next moment, the space fluctuated, and the divine light wrapped around Xia Wenxin and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"What's going on? Why did that guy escape?" Xiang Chunan said.

Just now, when the Blood Slaughter God Son escaped, he was actually watching Xia Wenxin escaped again, which really made Xiang Chunan very unhappy.

Ji Fanxin seemed to have some understanding of the shield world talisman and said, "Xia Wenxin seemed to be using an ancient talisman. Even if the Great Sage takes action personally, he will not be able to keep him."

The sons of the Immortal Blood Clan all have the means to save their lives.

There are actually the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King and the Son of Wangqiu, but their life-saving methods are not as powerful as Xue Tu and Xia Wenxin, so they are still killed.

"Although the two of them escaped, these monks of the Immortal Vampire clan had to be caught in one fell swoop. Only by killing them so scared, would they know that there were people they could not provoke in Kunlun Realm."

Zhang Ruochen raised his hand and a space shattered scroll flew out.

"boom."

The large-scale space collapsed in an instant, involving many immortal blood warriors.

Faced with the power of space, those undead blood warriors had no power to resist, and even the Holy King could only be crushed.

"snort."

With a heavy snorkeling, Zhang Ruochen took action again.

The space was forcibly torn apart, and many huge cracks appeared, like giant beasts opening their bloody mouths, greedily devouring the immortal blood clan.

"Kill, don't let anyone go."
To be continued...