Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

There is a common concept in the source continent that the more normal, the more abnormal the bloodline is.

The above-described blood of the demon beast is the standard measure of strength, assuming that the bleed is 1, the boiling blood is 5, the kaiyang is 25, the shaking light is 125, and the blood of the lord is 2, 10, 50, 250, the blood of the demon king is 3, 15, 75, 375, and the blood of the demon king is 4, 20, 100, 500. As for the hemorrhagic vein, the corresponding autologous vein is reduced by one layer. For example, the bloody Demon King is equivalent to the Demon King.

Of course, it's just a reference number, not an absolute number, a hierarchy of blood awakening, and its own talents and efforts are equally crucial. Such as Ji Xianyan's personal strength is basically equivalent to the existence of the demon king's blood.

Nevertheless, many useful conclusions can be drawn as reference figures.

For example, one of the most important: the existence of the Demon Emperor's blood, compared to the superior blood, is basically to improve a full level of strength.

This is the most important recognition.

There aren't many people in the family this time.

For the family, Long Song is not their home, too many people are not meaningful, so the soldiers are not expensive.

There's only one strong man sent.

But one person alone is enough for everyone in this room!

At this moment, when Zhang Tingyue shouted out the shaking light of the demonic Emperor's blood, everyone's heart was shocked at that moment and stopped shaking at the same time.

Out of the woods came a man with white hair in black.

The white hair floats, but the face is only middle-aged, not a surprising ordinary face, but only eyes, with a strange light, makes people feel dazzled at a glance.

“Uncle Eleven!” Zhu Xianyao shouted to the man, but did not give grace.

Even in the face of these eleven uncles, they do not need to bow their heads.

“Uncle Xi, kill them all, you guys, be careful not to let one go!” The latter remark was addressed to the four black samurai. The four samurai withdrew at the same time and each guarded one side. Although they were only boiling blood, they used the demonic royal blood of the family, strong strength, not much worse than the average kaiyang.

Zhang Tingyue changed color: “Something to say! We are ready to pledge our secrecy. ”

Zhu Xianyao's eyebrows didn't pick: “Or the dead can keep a secret, do it! ”

The eleventh uncle is lightning up. As soon as he arrived in front of a guard, he grabbed his hand and the guard died of a broken brain. Then he flashed again and came to another escort, who was frightened to lift his arms, but compared to each other, he moved slowly like a snail climbing. He watched Uncle Eleven's hand break into his chest like a piece of tofu, and by the time he came out, he had one more thing in his hand.

That's... my... heart...

He wants to.

Then it hurts.

The infinite darkness swept in.

Crush that heart with your bare hands, and Uncle XI has killed the next man.

Without the previous infinity momentum, it was replaced by ghostly speeds and fierce hands.

Zhang Tingyue hit again when his hand was about to smash the head of the third guard.

Palm movement.

The moon floats and the sky dances with thorns.

Green wood palm, wrapped hands.

Zhang family blood is a spiritual tree demon.

Northwest of the country, famous spirits, a rich source of drugs. During the reign of the Shining God, a tree demon appeared in the abyss, holding the abyss of spirituality, so that no one could enter it. Eighty years later, no one entered the abyss.

Sometimes Yuanno City advocates Chenghan, recruits talent, recruits warriors, gathers 36 good Kaiyang hands, 300 Yuanshi, 3,000 Ding Ding, garrison, three days of bitter battle, on the rolling stone of the tree, and finally breaks the tree demon.

Zhang Chenghan's Tree Demon Blood.

Tree demons bound, Zhang Tingyue's hands at this moment, blue source vaporized into endless blue shadows, forming thorn whips, punching, coiling, wrapping, tens of millions of strips came, trapped the eleven uncles in a tree cage, the first hand is the strongest means.

Even so, Zhang Tingyue shouted: “Help me! I can't hold him for long! ”

Zheng Bashan has roared and rushed.

Jump up.

The huge body rises like a mountain, the thick body emerges as a piece of golden squamous armor, more reborn and barbed, like a hedgehog, flashing a golden cold under the moon.

Golden Sword Armor.

Sword Rhinoceros, Armor Spike, is not only a strong defense, but also a counter-injury.

Right hand punch comes out again, no return punch.

Only this time, a huge unicorn glow appeared on the fist.

Golden Horn, Hopper Gun!

Fist is a gun, gun is a fist.

One punch to Uncle Eleven.

At the same time, Zhong raised his hand and made a sword.

His sword has been broken, but the broken sword also has a three-inch sharp edge. The sword has been stabbed out, and an invisible sword has been ejected at the edge.

For him, the original breaking sword was unimportant.

Because he wasn't practicing swords, he was practicing swordmen.

Dawn split sword.

Sword light out, sword attack man.

Not only that, but the left wrist lifts blood.

Blood condenses, turns into a blood split, which is the blood secret of the Blood River Beast family. So as the blood water spreads, one after the other, the blood of Zhong 14 appeared, and between moments, six identical identities were formed, the same agglomerated swordman, with the main body, stabbed to the eleventh uncle, the momentum connected, forming the infinite sword sea.

Seven Star Navigation Array.

This is a unique feature of the Blood River Beast family, formed by one person.

With the three men, Jiang Tao, Guan Sanmei, Hung Ming also made all the moves. They are a little less powerful than the three of them, but they are also good players out of the house, not far from each other, giving their best, and a wave of clouds. The whole battlefield was instantly widened by the waves of people fighting each other, forcing Zhu Xianyao and others to stand by and retreat.

In the face of this amazing power, Uncle XI was just laughing.

“You really think you can hold me? ”

Raise your hand and split.

Just listen to the prick pull, as if it had torn the heavenly dome, and the sky-dancing thorn shadow had been ripped out of his mouth by him alive.

Uncle XI stepped out of the sky and hit Zheng Baoshan in the face without a punch back.

Single-handedly shot, pressed on Zheng Bashan's palm, Zheng Bashan took off again, when it really came as quickly as possible to get there, the whole body of golden armor was fragmented in the course of the flight, turned into a large starlight point dissipation.

Uncle XI has stepped out of the cage, swordsea on all sides, with a staggering kill.

Zhong Xiao is no better than Zheng Bashan, and no one here is stronger than him.

Seven stars meta, swordsmanship kills.

Zhong Xiao seemed to have seen the scene of a powerful man of the demonic Emperor's blood drinking hate under his sword.

He was trembling, excited, excited.

But the next moment, a sudden red tide erupted on Uncle XI and blew it up.

Under this red tide, you can see a giant image of a bloody fox rising up and shining a red light like a winch.

Kill everything!

The sword is broken.

Zhong 14 sprayed blood out of his mouth.

Then Guan Sanmei, Hong Ming, Jiang Tao, was shot off next to the red wave.

“Red tide? Blood fox... is the blood of the creepy demon. Are you the Yokohama family?” Zhang Tingyue has lost her voice: “What are you doing here in Longsang? ”

“You talk too much.” Uncle Xi waved his hand, the blood fox long, the red tide rolled, if the sea of blood, infinitely rolled into eight directions.