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Jiang Tong swung out his fist, and his divine light shone through the world, as if panicked by the power of heaven.The blood race was instantly torn apart and reorganized with difficulty.

Those blood races just now can be restored with a snap of their fingers, just because their bodies were not seriously injured.

This vampire is different.

Almost its entire body turned into a blood mist in front of Jiang Tong's fierce Wuzhu punch, existing in a gaseous state.

If it weren't for being in the sea of ​​blood here, supported by a sea of ​​blood ten miles away, it would have been completely wiped out by this fist.

Jiang Tong is too strong.

With one punch and one sword, more than a dozen blood races were shocked by him and all retreated.

The leader of the blood clan, with an ugly face, offered a silver wine cup filled with endless blood.It is one of the ancient holy artifacts of the blood clan, and the blood in it is enough to completely melt the body of an earth immortal.

The blood in the cup, seemingly endless, suddenly gathered in the sky, forming dozens of rivers of blood, blasting down on top of Jiang Tong's head.

"The fresh blood inside is a level higher than the sea of ​​blood, and it was sacrificed for the blood ancestor. Jiang Diye, it was a wrong decision for you to enter the sea of ​​blood alone."

The leader smiled fiercely.

Other blood races also performed various curse techniques.

It is different from Dongfang Wujie.

The blood race has no skills, no talent, and a single practice. It often relies on a strong physical body and unique blood talent to make achievements.

Various conditions limit the future achievements of this group.

What he is proficient in is all kinds of curse secrets derived from blood.

Withered crown, dark blood power...

More than a dozen kinds of secret techniques were intertwined in the sky, bloody rays shot up to the sky, and an indescribable smell of decay permeated the air in an instant.

Even if an Earth Immortal came personally, in the face of such a curse, the body would wither quickly, leaving only the soul to escape.

Jiang Tong never avoided it.

Let these secret curses fall on me like no money.

Seeing Jiang Tong's black hair turn white and many wrinkles appear on his face, many blood races were overjoyed.

It's just that before the smiles at the corners of their mouths parted, they saw a few white hairs from Mr. Jiang Tongyuan, and with just a few snaps of their fingers, they returned to their original state.

The wrinkles on his face were instantly swept away by the majestic life energy in his body.

"Ancestral body?"

The leader of the blood clan exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost.

The Blood Race Ancestral Physique and the Eastern Innate Dao Physique have different names, but the essence is the same.

The ancestral body is stronger and more immortal than the innate Tao body.

Only the blood ancestors of the first generation of the blood clan have such an ancestor body.

Jiang Tong said calmly: "A group of mixed-blood beasts, I think highly of you. You are only qualified to fight me because of the power of the sea of ​​blood."

The rest is nothing to notice.

Jiang Tong couldn't be bothered to continue to procrastinate, he slashed out with a sword, and then clenching his fingers into a fist, he pushed it out loudly.

The light of the fist and the light of the sword intersected, the void shook, and eleven blood races were sent flying at the same time.

Even the Holy Grail, which was hanging over the sea of ​​blood like pouring down the Milky Way, was thrown thousands of meters away by a ray of fist light.

On the Holy Grail, there were actually slight cracks.

"Jiang Diye, if you stop now, we can ignore this and let you go."

The leader of the blood clan had a gloomy face, unwilling to fight any more.

They are in the sea of ​​blood, cannot be killed, and can be reborn countless times.Jiang Tong was also physically strong, and even the secret curse techniques performed by more than a dozen blood clans could not help him.

It can be said that no one can break through the opponent's defense.

On the contrary, these blood clans were so beaten up by Jiang Tong that they had no strength to fight back, and they couldn't tell the pain in their hearts.

Jiang Tong grinned, showing his white teeth.

He said calmly: "It took me a long time to find the blood clan lair, and now you want me to turn around and leave?"

After figuring out the reason for the immortality of these vampires, Jiang Tong lost interest.

The so-called immortality means that the souls of these blood races have established a slight connection with this sea of ​​blood.

Anytime, anywhere, you can use the power of the blood sea, so even after being cut off by Jiang Tong, their spirits can still pull the blood sea and reshape the body.

Just like the Eastern Divine Realm, if you establish a trace of connection with the heaven and the earth, you can sway the heaven and the earth and control the infinite power with just a few gestures.

The sea of ​​blood here is far more than ten miles, even twenty miles.

With Jiang Tong's current cultivation base, unless he uses the Five Elements Turning Thunder Seal to wipe out the entire sea of ​​blood.

But Lei Yin was used once in the sky above the Platinum Palace, and could not be used for a short time.

"Forget it, even without Thunder Seal, I can still clear the entire sea of ​​blood."

Jiang Tong stepped into the void again and appeared in front of one of the vampires. His plain white palm was lightly imprinted on the vampire's chest.

Its pupils shrank suddenly, and a miserable scream came out of its mouth.

The fleshy body, which was close to two meters high, burst open immediately.

The rest of the blood races showed a smile at the corner of their mouths: "Jiang Diye, I said, we are in a sea of ​​blood, you can't kill us..."

It hasn't finished speaking yet.

Then he was stunned, as if seeing some unbelievable scene, he yelled out: "No!"

I saw the middle of Jiang Tong's forehead split open suddenly, as if the eyes of the sky were opened.

A three-inch golden glow shot out from this vertical eye, and slashed towards the blood race within tens of feet.

Invisibly, it seemed that there was something cut off by the small golden sword.

The blood clan whose body was smashed by Jiang Tong found in horror that his soul had lost contact with this sea of ​​blood.

"help me!"

An invisible spiritual idea, full of despair, spread across the sea of ​​blood.

The other blood races were furious, and rushed towards Jiang Tong desperately, throwing all kinds of secret curses from their hands.

Don't want to hurt Jiang Tong, just hold him for a while, let their companions reconnect with the blood sea and establish a connection.

With a flick of a finger, the three-inch primordial spirit chopped off the blood clan spirit in the air.

Many blood races felt that the spiritual thoughts of their companions flickered a few times before finally dissipating in the air and dying completely.

So far, the first blood race has fallen.

The eyes of the major blood clans are red. They have been sleeping in the blood clan territory for hundreds of years, and they have established deep feelings for each other.

Now seeing his companion die in front of his own eyes, he almost went crazy.

"Jiang Diye, I will eat your bones, drink your blood, extract your soul, and put it under the sea of ​​blood to suppress it for thousands of years."

The leader growled.

The whole person's physical body suddenly left, and a demon with a height of three meters, a loathsome appearance and two wings broke out from it.

This is what blood race really looks like.

The image is exactly the same as the son of Satan described in the Western Bible.

Apparently, the person who wrote the Bible had seen the blood race with his own eyes.

Jiang Tong stared coldly and said nothing, the real energy in his body poured into Shenyin.As he slashed out with a sword, the whole sea of ​​blood boiled, and an indescribable sword glow traveled across the sky.

The six blood races were beheaded on the spot.

This time, they had no chance to reshape, and they all felt that in the void, a small golden sword condensed by divine thoughts struck at their souls.

One after another, the blood races fell.

Jiang Tong stared at him, his clothes fluttered, and he held Shenyin in his hand, stepping on the top of the sea of ​​blood, like a sword fairy.