Invincible Starts From One Punch Martial Arts

He thought that the mention of the Son of God shocked Xia Wuji, and the fear of death immediately dissipated a lot.

Therefore, for Xia Wuji's question, his face darkened at this time, and he said very stiffly: "You don't have to know."

Xia Wuji was startled.

Is this guy crazy?

Immediately, his eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted condescendingly, "Do you want to die?"

"Is the Son of God something that a mere mortal like you can know?"

It seemed that he had come back to his senses, and when he mentioned the Son of God again, this guy was invisibly confident, and a disdainful irony appeared on his pale face, as if he was not afraid of Xia Wuji's threat.

It's like, just mentioning the Son of God, that Son of God can give him all the power.

Xia Wuji was a little surprised.

Who is this Son of God? How can a person facing death be so confident?

He could see that when this man mentioned the Son of God, the enthusiasm and fear in his eyes came from the heart.

Since this guy didn't want to mention God's Son, Xia Wuji asked, "Then let me ask you, what are you doing here? What's going on in the blood pool below?"

Just as the man was about to refuse to answer, Xia Wuji continued, "If you don't say it, you will die immediately!"

While speaking, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

It seems that his patience will be exhausted in the next moment, and what the middle-aged man will face will be his thunderous kill!

The middle-aged man looked a little frightened, but still said stubbornly: "We all serve the Son of God. If you dare to kill me, it is equivalent to offending the Son of God. Not only you, but your entire family will suffer the disaster!"

Xia Wuji's face was icy cold, and when he raised his foot, he stepped on it.

Click!

The middle-aged man's calf was broken by his foot, and blood spurted out.

"what--"

The man screamed, sweating coldly.

Xia Wuji's face was expressionless, the light flashed in his hand, and a nine-ring sword appeared, and he said coldly: "Ask you again, not to say that you will be chopped into flesh!"

Hearing that Xia Wuji was going to chop him into flesh, the man's pale face finally changed when he looked at the nine-ringed sword that shone with cold light.

He swallowed hard and seemed to have made a big decision. With trembling lips, he said, "I said, will you not kill me?"

Xia Wuji nodded.

"This pool is called the Blood Essence Pool. This is the place to collect the innate essence of the fetus."

The middle-aged man said.

Blood Essence Pool, Innate Essence...

Xia Wuji moved in his heart.

"What about the innate spirit?"

Middle-aged man: "The collected innate essence is gathered in the bronze cauldron."

So the red liquid that has just been swallowed and refined by the black cauldron is the innate essence that was collected?

No wonder it can transform so much green energy!

Xia Wuji quietly waited for him to continue, but the man didn't say anything.

"anything else?"

Xia Wuji asked.

"No, this is it."

said the man.

Xia Wuji frowned, "Then let me ask you, where did these fetuses come from?"

The middle-aged man was hesitant, but when he saw Xia Wuji's unkind gaze and the blade of the nine-ringed broadsword in his hand facing him, he finally said two words: "...Qi Ling."

Inspiration!

Xia Wuji's pupils shrank slightly.

Thinking of so many fetuses in the blood pool below, he seemed to understand something.

"You are a person who cultivates immortals. Don't you be afraid of being struck by lightning when you do such a devious thing?"

Xia Wuji asked.

He knows that people who cultivate immortals have thunder tribulations.

If you commit too many sins and have too much karma on your body, you will be almost dead when you encounter a thunder calamity.

Unexpectedly, when Lei Jie was mentioned, this person was not afraid at all. Although he was still losing blood and his face was pale, he still said proudly: "With the Son of God, what is Lei Jie afraid of?"

"You have no idea how powerful the Son of God is!"

"How strong is he?"

"How strong is it? Hehe, the Son of God is so powerful that you will never see him in your life! He is the favored son of heaven! Follow him, and the future of becoming an immortal and an ancestor is just around the corner!"

When it comes to the Son of God, the middle-aged man's eyes are full of enthusiasm.

Xia Wuji secretly frowned.

This person has been brainwashed by the so-called Son of God to the point of losing himself.

"Who is the Son of God? Where is he?"

The middle-aged man said solemnly, "The Son of God is the Son of God, and he is in our hearts."

Neuropathy!

Xia Wuji really wanted to kick him to death.

"The so-called Qiling is actually collecting the innate essence of the fetus?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded indifferently.

Xia Wuji thought so, and asked again, "What are you doing to collect the innate essence of the fetus?"

Middle-aged man: "..."

Xia Wuji stared at him, seeing that this guy didn't say anything, and immediately changed the question: "To collect the innate essence of the fetus, is there any other city besides Lanyue City?"

The middle-aged man hesitated again, and then said: "There are many. The Great Chu Country is the country of immortals, and naturally it needs to serve the Son of God."

Xia Wuji was puzzled and asked, "What is the country of immortals?"

The middle-aged man said, "It is the country supported by the Son of God."

support?

Xia Wuji moved in his heart.

Does the so-called immortals mean that they are raised by immortals?

If it is according to this meaning, isn't the master behind the entire Great Chu country the Son of God?

"Is the snake demon in Blue Moon City sent by the Son of God?"

Middle-aged man: "All of us are servants of the Son of God."

Xia Wuji: "After collecting the innate essence, where will you send it?"

Middle-aged man:  …

Xia Wuji: "Which sect is the son of God from?"

Middle-aged man:  …

Xia Wuji: "Who are the sons of God in Blue Moon City?"

Middle-aged man:  …

Xia Wuji: "Everyone in the Fairy Pavilion belongs to the Son of God?"

Middle-aged man:  …

Xia Wuji: "All the people in the Fairy Pavilion are all demons?"

Middle-aged man:  …

Xia Wuji nodded, "Then you're useless."

After speaking, without hesitation, he stepped on his chest with one foot.

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed wildly, and his pale face was full of hideousness: "What about the master of martial arts! Anyone who destroys the sacrifice of the Son of God will die! Just wait for our people to endlessly hunt you down! I will be on Huangquan Road. waiting for you!!"

After speaking, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood at Xia Wuji.

Blood energy was like an arrow, and at such a close distance, it sprayed onto Xia Wuji's leg at once, and a tiny rune disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, Xia Wuji stepped on his chest.

The middle-aged man's eyeballs burst out on the spot, and he died of anger.

Xia Wuji was not at ease, and directly released the ghost king clone, and the ghost realm began to collect the remnants, and this was the end.

But his face at this time was a little gloomy.

Although this guy is dead, he just spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although the blood didn't feel anything on his body, even a direct shock sent the blood flying, leaving not a single drop on his body.

But he always felt that this man's move was not aimless.

After thinking about it, I was still a little worried.

"Go back and ask that girl Yun Qingyao, maybe she can see..."

Since Yun Qingyao became immortal, there has been a lot of changes, especially in terms of knowledge.

He felt that this might have something to do with Yun Qingyao having a great master.

However, he will not go to the bottom of Yun Qingyao because of this, everyone has everyone's secrets, and everyone has everyone's opportunities.

He had a chance, Yun Qingyao also had a chance, and even Xia Hu might have a chance of his own.

As long as we all live in harmony with each other, this is more important than anything else.

Thinking of this, he directly grabbed the storage bag on the middle-aged man.

He collected the "crushed corpse" of the metal puppet on the ground.