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"Humph!"

Just when Zhang Li was about to come to Liu Yang, there was a cold shout, and a spear suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Puchi!

The point of the gun pierced the palm of his hand, and blood splattered down.

Immediately afterwards...he thought that the other party would rush over to kill him, but he found that the young man with a gun took out a jade bottle, facing the spilled blood, his buttocks rose up, and he put it on seriously.

While pretending, while excited.

"..." The Old Sage.

The first thousand 820 eight chapters of blood collection

How many Old Sages of the Foreign Spirit Race died is nothing to Zhang Xuan, what he values ​​most is the blood of the strong rebirth level.

As long as there is enough of this thing, it will be much easier to hit the Old Sage.

So, piercing this guy's palm with a shot, while filling blood in a jade bottle, he was very busy.

"You're looking for death..."

The Old One was about to lose his mind.

After being hit by a talisman, even though he obeyed the orders of others, he still has his own consciousness. The ancient sage who was reborn from a drop of blood, one of the many kings of the spirit clan, was stabbed by a great sage. He was already depressed, and the murderer did not escape. , and still so brazenly pretending to be blood...

Naked provocation!

Clenching his teeth, amidst the sound of fury, the ancient sage no longer cared about chasing and killing Emperor Chen Yong and Liu Yang, another palm pierced the air.

He wanted to shoot this lawless guy to death.

The power of rebirth of the ancient sage from a drop of blood is like a rising tide in the river and sea, boundless, and it is even more frightening to strike with anger.

Puchi!

Before the majestic power came to the young man, the spear pierced through the air again, piercing through this hand with just one click.

pat!pat!

The blood surged wildly.

The ancient sage cried out in pain, and saw the young man rushing over again, took out another jade bottle, and kept dripping blood, for fear of wasting a drop.

"..."

Trembling with qi, zhenqi circulated and locked the blood vessels. Although the wound was hideous, no blood flowed out.

If the cultivation base has reached his level, if he doesn't want blood to flow out, he won't let out a drop.

"Ok?"

The blood stopped here, and the young man who was collecting frowned, stopped, with a look of displeasure.

"Boy, dare to collect my blood, you must die today..."

Heaved a sigh of relief, the ancient sage was full of ferocity, and before he finished speaking, he saw the young man's unhappily grasping palm, the spear appeared again, and stabbed again.

I don't know where to stab it, but the space is distorted, and the tip of the gun has come to the thigh.

Puchi!

A big hole appeared again.

The ancient sage was stunned, and then saw the young man flying over again holding the jade bottle, dripping blood with delight on his face.

"Nima..."

The Old One was on the verge of tears.

Until now, he already understood that it was easy for the other party to kill him, but he chose not to do it, using it as a specimen for blood collection.

Unable to bear it any longer, he turned around and was about to run away.

Puchi!

There is a hole in the buttocks, and blood is coming out.

Zhang Xuan took one jade bottle full, and continued to take the second one. After a while, he took more than ten bottles. Every time the other party sealed the blood, he stabbed it out. Anyway, the stabbing was not in the same place, and he didn't care. .

After the stabbing, the ancient sage also learned to be obedient. Instead of running away, he sat on the spot, motionless, his eyes staring straight, as if he had lost his soul, with dozens of holes on his body, like a shower, facing outwards. spurting blood.

Anyway, I can't dodge it, the more I dodge, the more stabs I get, so it's better to be like this...

It didn't take long, and he lost a lot of blood. The Old Sage fell headlong from the air.

It is estimated that the person who has reached this level of cultivation and died due to excessive blood loss is also the first in history.

After beheading one, Zhang Xuan looked at the others.

Old Sage Huo Xu, Old Sage Mo Ling, and several other ancient sages united with amazing combat power. Even if Emperor Chen Yong was seriously injured and was no longer the same as before, he was still a force that should not be underestimated.

Although the many ancient sages who were planted with rune seeds are powerful, both sides have their own means. In a short period of time, it is difficult to distinguish between equals.

It is not so easy to kill the opponent when their cultivation level reaches their level. Normally, the loser will run away after fighting for an unknown number of days, and the winner will also be seriously injured and his lifespan will be greatly reduced.

Because of this, the ancient sages are like nuclear bombs to the human race and the foreign spirit race. They are only used to threaten, and there are not many opportunities for real fighting.

The battle here was in full swing, and the Emperor Chen Ling in the middle was not disturbed. The countless treasures on the altar were all burned because of the sacrifice, forming a raging fire.

A force piercing the sky descended from the sky, along the acupuncture points all over his body, pouring into the meridians.

Under the impact of this force, the injuries he suffered before gradually recovered and even became stronger.

"Too bad, we must stop it, let this guy recover from his injuries, it will be difficult to win..."

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Although the combat power of Emperor Chen Ling in his heyday was not as good as that of Emperor Chen Yong, he was still one of the few super masters of the Human Race and the Foreign Spirit Race. Otherwise, it would be impossible to control one side, and countless ancient sages would not be able to refute it.

It's not that powerful if you are seriously injured, you can beat it with a keel gun, but once you recover, it will be troublesome to kill it.

"break!"

Unable to hold back any longer, the spear shook, and rushed straight towards Emperor Chen Ling. The black keel sharp spear tore open the space, and aimed directly at the latter's head, as if to pierce him through.

"Master, don't..."