God of Life and Death

The faces of the three-headed tribe became more and more solemn.

This earth is indeed full of all kinds of weirdness.

This werewolf was completely different from the orcs he knew!

They have unique talents and seem to be a completely different group of people.

The powerful recovery ability, the extremely dexterous dodge method, and the ability to withstand beatings due to his rough skin and thick flesh, this is completely a human shield among human shields!

As for Oolong, this was the first time he saw that creatures with dragon bloodline were actually not uncommon in the outside world.

However, most of the creatures with dragon bloodline have very thin dragon blood in their bodies, at least for thousands of generations.

And there are actually creatures with dragon blood in this earth. The dragon blood of this Wulong will definitely not exceed a hundred generations of pure blood dragons.

Its strength is terrifying, and its various magical powers have not yet been fully revealed. Otherwise, he can't guarantee that he can defeat this oolong in a single fight!

There was a trace of hesitation in the mind of the three-headed tribe.

He was considering whether it was worth going through life and death for the Vulcan Cult. If it was just a matter of doing something to trap this werewolf, he would certainly be happy to do it.

But now with the addition of Oolong, he may not be able to truly rival and compete with these two people! Whether it's a werewolf or an Oolong, they are both existences that can be on an equal footing with him.

If these two people really choose to join forces, it will be difficult for him to successfully kill them unless he uses some sure-kill cards.

"You are being used as cannon fodder to sacrifice the living forces on this earth!"

At this time, Fang Yue walked to the side of the three-headed tribe and spoke calmly.

The three-headed tribe glanced sideways at Fang Yue, then sneered and said: "Are you using the provoking method? To me, it's useless. You don't even know how powerful the Vulcan Sect is. There's no need to deal with you." Consume your vitality!"

The three-headed tribe is full of confidence in the Vulcan Cult.

This sect stretches across all realms and is incredibly powerful.

"Then why did you only come to four saints to rob and kill Wei Yuan? Do you know that there are many mysterious places in our earth, Bermuda, the Pyramids, Shennongjia, every place has the power to bury the saints! Including this one Piandonghai, I don’t know how many strong men in the saint realm have shed blood here! The roaring waves have swallowed up the heroic souls of many strong men!”

Fang Yue's voice fell, and another figure appeared behind him.

Dracula XVIII has finally arrived.

The cultivation realm of the eighth level of the saint realm burst out in an instant.

The fearful light in the eyes of the three-headed clan became even more intense.

"There are indeed many saints on your planet, but they haven't reached the point where I can all be turned into cannon fodder!"

The three-headed tribe continued to speak, he firmly believed that the Vulcan Cult would not harm him.

Fang Yue smiled faintly: "Does this mean our lineup is not strong enough?"

Fang Yue didn't panic, he raised his finger.

His fingers moved slowly across the void.

A warrior in silver armor came across the void.

The three-headed tribe was horrified.

This is actually another saint. Doesn’t it mean that all the powerful people above the saint level on earth have been restrained?

They should be foolproof this time, but there are too many fish slipping through the net here. There are actually strong men in the saint realm one after another, and every saint is a senior! Definitely not the kind of newborn calf who has just entered the realm of a saint.

This silver-armored saint has a terrifying aura of destruction on his body.

It seems as if he can destroy thousands of worlds with just one move!

The look of fear in the expressions of the three-headed clan became more intense, and at the same time, he began to have the slightest doubt about the Vulcan Sect.

After all, the power on this earth was much beyond his imagination. Strong men in the saint realm appeared one after another, and each one was a strange face.

"I was born on a remote planet, practiced to the level of a saint, and then was valued by an old saint of the Vulcan Cult and accepted me as a disciple. Maybe I am not rooted in this Vulcan Cult, so the Vulcan Cult Have you ever considered my life and death as one thing?"

The belief of the three-headed clan became more and more shaken, and he began to doubt the purpose of the Vulcan Cult sending him out this time.

No one who has reached the saint realm can restrain his steps and heart.

Although they only had doubts and were not sure of their suspicions, the three-headed tribe still stopped the rhythm of fighting and set their sights on the other two saints of the Vulcan Sect.

These two saints of the Vulcan Sect are direct descendants of the Vulcan Sect who have been trained since childhood. It is impossible for them to be divided, and Fang Yue is not prepared to divide them.

This universe of all realms has too little understanding and respect for the earth. Only the blood of saints can give this universe of all realms a deeper understanding of the earth!

"Mu Yun, Tian Ji, why didn't you two take action? Could it be that you have developed a rebellious heart towards the Vulcan Cult and want to defy the will of the great Vulcan Cult?"

The two saints of the Vulcan Sect felt a little embarrassed.

Why are they fighting back and forth and only the two of them are still doing it?

Now that there are too many saints on this side of the earth, the two of them have already felt obvious pressure. If they really choose to fight in a group, they will definitely burp!

Fang Yue smiled slightly and casually explored the void.

In the void, a cluster of blood flowers splashed out.

Then a leader-level assassin in gray clothes fell out.

His head was twisted off.

A pair of eyes protrude like fish eyes!

"A leader-level assassin still dares to cause trouble in a confrontation at this level? The Vulcan Cult really underestimates the power of a saint-level expert!"

Fang Yue took the body away and prepared to keep it for sacrifice to Fang Han's deity.

Today, the Earth needs reinforcements.

I am afraid that a strong person who is only in the Saint realm cannot control the situation!

The two Vulcan saints roared angrily.

"Mu Yun, Tian Ji, you two take action quickly! If this mission cannot be completed, it will be difficult for you to explain to the Vulcan Sect!"

One of the saints of the Vulcan Cult was attacked by Dracula XVIII while he was roaring, and his head was smashed with a slap!

However, this saint of the Vulcan Cult did not die. He actually gave birth to another head from his neck.

"Rebirth with a drop of blood and sanctification of the body. I have only heard of this method in legends before, but this is the first time I have actually seen it!"

Fang Yue stared at the saint of the Vulcan Sect. This Vulcan Sect is indeed well-deserved!

Being able to dispatch masters from the three-headed clan like Tian Ji, there are actually physical saints in the religion!

"No, this is not physical sanctification. If it were true physical sanctification, his physical strength would be at least as strong as a holy weapon. It is absolutely impossible for Dracula XVIII's casual palm to bring his head to life. Smash it to pieces!"

Fang Yue realized the mystery behind this.

Start taking a serious look at this saint of the Vulcan Cult.

"This man is not a true physical saint. He just swallowed nine drops of the blood of the phoenix, and then acquired some of the characteristics of the phoenix!"

Tian Ji, the three-headed tribe, actually walked up to Fang Yue and took the initiative to help Fang Yue solve his doubts.

Tian Ji looked at that man with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He is a strong man in the saint realm, and his strength is even comparable to that of an extremely powerful being in the saint realm. How could he withstand the coercion of others?

So he took the initiative to tell Fang Yue the mystery about this man, in order to create trouble for him.

"The bloodline of the phoenix! It can be used to temper it and make blood potions!"

Fang Yue has seen that although this saint of the Vulcan Sect has some special methods, overall he is still at the third level of the saint realm. His opponent is not very strong either. He is an oriental-faced saint on earth. A saint on the third level.

Ever since Dracula XVIII got involved, the saint of the Vulcan Cult has been retreating steadily, constantly injured, and obviously at a disadvantage.

"Tian Ji, you dare to reveal my secrets. You are collaborating with the enemy. It is a heinous crime!"

The saint of the Vulcan Sect roared at Tian Ji, and then he was labeled as a collaborator.

"Zhao Qing, don't think that I don't know. You rely on yourself as a saint trained in the Vulcan Cult to spread bad words about me everywhere. Even the death of my second disciple is inextricably linked to you. Originally, I thought I want to find an opportunity to teach you a lesson slowly. I didn’t expect you to threaten me at this time. Even if the people on earth can’t kill you today, I will kill you. When the time comes, I will reverse the yin and yang and say that you are He died in the hands of people on earth, and no one can investigate the truth!"

This Tian Ji is not someone to be trifled with either.

What he hates most in his life is others threatening him!

And there seems to be an old grudge between him and Zhao Qing, and this conflict is just a trigger.

Zhao Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

Oolong was already impatient and took action. It swung its tail and shot Zhao Qing directly into the sea water.

Zhao Qing was beaten into a ball of blood mist, floating with the surging blue waves!

Fang Yue's heart palpitated when he saw this oolong trick, and he couldn't help but take a second look at this oolong.

This Oolong was worthy of being a creature with the blood of the Dragon Clan, and with a flick of his tail, he smashed a strong Saint-level man into pieces and turned him into a blood mist!

Although Zhao Qing doesn't say how powerful he is, he is still a strong man in the saint realm. His physical body is powerful and possesses many secret arts. Even some magical powers and special skills can be hardened by him with his physical body. He resisted, but he was unexpectedly smashed to pieces by an Oolong flick.

The blue waves rippled and the blood mist condensed, forming Zhao Qing's body again, and this time Zhao Qing was stronger than before.

Zhao Qing's realm has broken through, and he has actually reached the fourth level of the Saint Realm!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Tian Ji with a gloomy face and said, "You traitor, you actually told the secret about me, but you don't know that the nine drops of phoenix blood in my body not only gave me immortality Characteristics, and every time I receive fatal damage, I will be resurrected once and move up a small level in my cultivation realm! I just consumed a drop of precious phoenix blood and raised my cultivation level to the fourth level of the Saint Realm. Realm! And I plan to use this drop of blood when I reach the peak of the Saint Realm, but you people actually let me use it in advance, so you all deserve to die!"