Immortal King

Around the underground palace, there is a sticky blood-colored liquid. This is the monster that the Rat King said. This thick blood pool is even more visible to people’s hearts, condensing the blood gods who look exactly like everyone else. The strength of the blood gods is, because Their own descriptions and expectations are the standard!

For a time, the Eighteen Bronze Men, Zhang Zhengdao, and Zhou Lin were all trapped by their blood **** sons.

The moves you know, the blood **** child can also simulate it. Whatever you do, they do it. For a while, Zhang Zhengdao was severely ravaged, covered in blood, and it was horrible, and Zhou Lin and the Eighteen Bronze men were just fine. Where to go.

Only Wang Ke, this evil king, carrying Zhang Li'er, who was covered in hair, could face his own blood **** with ease.

"Snapped!"

Wang Ke slapped the blood **** child's face, and the blood **** child was flew out instantly.

The blood **** child rushed again without believing in evil!

"Snapped!"

Wang Ke slapped his blood **** son flying again with a slap.

"Slap!", "Slap!", "Slap!", "Slap!"………………!

Wang Ke is like spinning a top, it's so easy, it's so easy.

Not far away, Zhang Zhengdao, the Eighteen Bronze Men, and Zhou Lin all vomited blood, and were beaten up by their own blood **** son.

"Wang Ke, why is your blood **** child so weak? It doesn't make sense, it's not logical!" Zhang Zhengdao said depressed, covered in blood.

"It's nothing special, I can see it, as long as I don't use magic weapons, as long as I draw it with my hand, the blood **** child is nothing! You learn from me and try!" Wang Ke said.

Everyone looked weird, but Zhang Zhengdao still put away the sword.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhengdao was beaten up again.

"This doesn't work!" Zhang Zhengdao spit out blood and roared in midair.

The stick that the Eighteen Bronze Man was about to put away was tightened again.

"No, this blood **** son is better than me! Your blood **** son only has innate realm, of course you can draw it! We only have to be abused!" Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"Wang Ke, do you expect that you are just a congenital state?" A bronze man also vomited blood and depressed.

"So, you can't reflect on yourself normally, why should you look at yourself so badly? No, it hurts yourself, you have to look at your cultivation with humility! Be humble!" Wang Ke persuaded .

A group of people: "............!"

Humble your sister! If a practitioner does not have a strong heart, how can he overcome the difficulties on the path of practice? A person who is not strong enough in his heart can increase his cultivation base?

Who doesn't want to go to the sky above the nine heavens? Who wants to stay in the mud and refuse to improve? Modest, humble ass!

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"………………

Seeing Wang Ke drawing the blood **** child there, a group of people beaten by the blood **** child all showed a look of grief and anger. Why is this so special?

"Wang Ke, don't smoke, you see, is there a way to escape? Is there a way to open a hole to let us out!" Zhang Zhengdao screamed depressed.

"I will try!" Wang Ke said.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~!"

Wang Ke pulled away the blood **** child, and immediately hit the roof of the blood pool with a palm. However, the defense of this blood pool was also extremely strong, and Wang Ke couldn't break it at all.

"It's useless, I can't open it!" Wang Ke frowned.

"Of course the power of your Golden Core Realm can't be opened, don't you have the seal of the **** king? Knock it on! And the big Luo Jinbo!" Zhang Zhengdao said eagerly.

"Try it!" Wang Ke flipped his hand and took out the magic weapon.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The God King Seal and the Great Luo Golden Bowl flew out, and a powerful force blasted toward the top of the blood pool. However, as the king could use the magic treasure, the top of the blood pool also had bleeding Water God King Seal and the Blood Water Great Luo Jin Bowl, suddenly, After the two sides collided once, no effect was achieved.

"Wang Ke, why are your God King Seals and Da Luo Jinbo useless? Can't their blood **** children become weaker?" Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"How to change, I am humble, I can't let my magic weapon be humble too, this can't be humble!" Wang Ke said.

Everyone: "..................!"

In depression, everyone can only cope with the magic weapon, and the blood pool will condense the magic weapon of the blood **** son, and with the physical power, the blood **** son's power is only strong but not weak.

For a while, everyone was depressed.

Only Wang Ke, still crackling in that smoke, nothing happened!

"Wang Ke, you can't go on like this. The blood **** son will not get hurt, we will get hurt, we are getting more and more injured, the blood **** son has nothing to do, it won't be long before we run out of strength, we are finished! "Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"I shouldn't, I don't need much strength to draw blood, I don’t need much strength. I don’t know how this thing came, but, I guess, if you consume it, it will I can't stand it first!" Wang Ke said.

Eighteen bronze people: "..................!"

If you continue to consume energy, we can't consume it. We don't want to die yet!

"You're okay, you can consume, then what should I do? I'm going to be eaten like the Rat King!" Zhang Zhengdao stared depressed.

Wang Ke frowned, what should I do?

"Eighteen bronze men, did you just say that this thing is the supernatural power of the blood demon?" Wang Ke frowned and asked.

"Yes, the dragon blood suppressed under the Duxue Temple, these blood pools are the power of the blood sea of ​​dragon blood! This is a part of the blood sea!" A bronze man was dealing with extremely difficult words at this moment.

"A sea of ​​dragon blood? Part of it?" Wang Ke frowned in confusion.

"Yes, two hundred years ago, the Dragon Emperor was suppressed by Zhang Tianshi. The two great guardians of the Dragon Emperor, Longwu and Dragon Blood, were suppressed by the Jinwuzong and Duxue Temple respectively. At that time, a dragon blood suppressed by the Luohan himself came from my Buddhist school. Blood was refining a mouthful of the dirty spring at the time. To make the dirty spring into his sea of ​​blood, Arhat shot and sealed the dragon blood! And also set up the Duxue Temple, arranged for people to guard here, wanting to save the dragon blood This blood demon, but, for more than a hundred years, the dragon blood has not been converted. He also succeeded in refining the dirty spring. The dirty spring turned into his blood sea. The dragon blood has recently hit the seal left by Luohan. , The power of the seal has been broken a bit, and dragon blood can also penetrate through the gap in the seal to divide a part of the sea of ​​bleeding out to commit sins! Because the range of the sea of ​​blood is limited, it is still not overwhelming, but within this certain range , But devouring creatures everywhere, we didn't expect that these blood sea powers separated by dragon blood would be so powerful, we didn't expect it!" The bronze man said anxiously.

"In other words, dragon blood is still suppressed in Duxue Temple, and the monster blood gods in front of us are just an extension of the power of dragon blood? Is this dragon blood so powerful?" Wang Ke said in astonishment.

This separates a trace of power, it's so terrifying, this is a fart!

"Wang Ke, now you can ignore the Blood God Child, can you get out!" a bronze man said anxiously.

Wang Ke looked ugly, what can I do?

"Wait, how about we burn it?" Wang Ke frowned.

"Burn?" Everyone was taken aback.

"Yes, isn't the sea of ​​blood made by the polluted spring? The polluted spring is oil, uh, the oil that contains spiritual energy. Oil can be burned, shall we give it a try?" Wang Ke frowned.

Everyone: "..................!"

Although I don't understand what Wang Ke said, there is only a first-line opportunity, and everyone will not give up.

"boom!"

Suddenly, everyone cast their own fire spells, and the flames hit the surrounding blood sea and the blood gods around them.

However, after a wave of blood, all the flames were extinguished.

"Wang Ke, are you kidding us? Can't burn it!" Zhang Zhengdao said depressed.

"I'll try!" Wang Ke probed his hand to urge a large amount of turbid true essence to a pool of blood.

"Snapped!"

While pouring the turbid true essence, while drawing the blood **** son slap, Wang Ke is also busy.

As everyone waited anxiously, Wang Ke took out a match.

"Bah!"

Wang Ke ignited the match.

Everyone glared at the match flames in Wang Ke's hand, showing desperate expressions one by one.

"Wang Ke, are you teasing us? Our Nascent Soul can't even be burned. Can you have a match?" Zhou Lin scolded angrily.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the blood pool lit by the match instantly burned, and the flames were extremely turbulent and surging.

Zhou Lin stared in his eyes: "............!"

The Eighteen Bronze Man stared: "..................!"

This special sea of ​​blood can only be ignited with a match? Why is this happening?

"Hey, it's burning, it seems to be all right!" Wang Ke said in surprise.

Everyone: "..................!"

It turns out that the way to deal with the sea of ​​blood is to burn with matches! Did we discover another blood demon's secret today? Why, why for so many years, Shiwan Dashan has not found an effective way to deal with it, is it because everyone has never used matches?

Everyone was beaten by their blood **** sons, and at the same time looked at the big hole burnt in front of Wang Ke with suspicion.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"...

Wang Ke flew the Blood God Son eighteen times, and finally, the flame burned a big hole at the top, and in an instant, a wisp of wind and sand from the outside blew in.

"Burn through, Wang Ke, have you burned through?" Zhang Zhengdao said excitedly.

"Next time I go out, do I have to bring a box of matches with me?" A bronze man said blankly.

With one stride, Wang Ke stepped into the small hole.

Which is so good to burn? Wang Ke poured a lot of turbid true essence, and consumed a lot of it himself in order to burn out this escape hole.

"Hiss, it's just a part of the sea of ​​blood, it's not too thick. If it's really a sea of ​​blood, I won't be able to burn it through!" Wang Kexin said with lingering fear.

In an instant, Wang Ke jumped out of the blood pool.

"I'm out, it's dangerous!" Zhang Zhengdao exclaimed.

Zhang Zhengdao, covered in blood, followed and crawled out of the big hole.

"No, the flames on this big hole are disappearing, and the big hole is about to be filled, hurry up, get out!" a bronze man shouted.

"Quick! God of blood, what are you doing to stop me? Get out of me and let me go!" a group of bronze men shouted.

A group of people scrambled out of the blood hole.

At this moment, Wang Ke looked at the sky, but his expression changed.

"Dragon, keel? Why are you here?" Wang Ke exclaimed, staring.

In mid-air, the dragon bone carried an old man, and stared at a group of people crawling out of a blood hole below. The head was actually Wang Ke.

"There is also a monk who does not give up, why are you being held in your arms by the dragon bone? Why are you here?" Wang Ke stared in astonishment.

Not far away, the keel's face twitched, what kind of eyes do you have, are you holding your arms in your arms? I am crazy, holding an old bald head? This is carrying, carrying.

PS: Second!