The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"What could happen to him?"

Qin Jun asked, Ji Haoye has a very bad temper and often conflicts with Yan Xuan and fights.

In order to consolidate their relationship, Qin Jun specially gave them a psychic magic weapon to connect them, and Xi Ling also had one, so that they could communicate with each other.

Now that Yuan Chu, Li Wu, and Yan Xuan were all out in the world, Xi Ling became Qin Jun's contact person to understand them.

On weekdays, he couldn't always focus his spiritual consciousness on his disciples. In that case, he could still practice?

"He was fighting and was seriously injured. If the psychic jade hadn't sensed him, he probably wouldn't have called for help!"

Xi Ling said anxiously, after all, they had been practicing together for hundreds of thousands of years, so naturally they couldn't bear to watch Ji Haoye suffer.

Qin Jun immediately closed his eyes and searched for Ji Haoye with his spiritual consciousness.

On the edge of the chaotic land, two figures were fighting fiercely.

One of them was Ji Haoye with wings. His previous hair had faded away. Although he was not handsome, he was still tough. At this moment, he was covered in blood and looked very sad.

Fighting against him was a young man with purple-red skin, long horns and a tail, a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and red eyes like red crystals, which made people feel chilled when they looked at him. He was clearly the blood-devouring demon god.

Today, Ji Haoye's cultivation has reached the early stage of the Holy Realm, while the Blood Devouring Demon God has reached the perfection of the Holy Realm in just ten thousand years, which is extremely terrifying!

The blood-devouring demon god's right hand was burning with flames, and his left hand was attached by ice and turned into a sharp sword. His body was like a rock, and he pursued Ji Haoye unscrupulously. Although Ji Haoye had an advantage in realm, he was suppressed and beaten by him.

The land with a radius of millions of miles was razed to the ground by them, and there were potholes and dust everywhere.

Zhunti sat on a boulder and watched the battle with great interest. He touched his chin and murmured: "This little guy is really powerful. If he devours this manifested saint, he may be able to break through to the manifested saint realm in one fell swoop."

Thousands of years ago, he heard about the abnormal talent of the Blood-devouring Demon God, so he looked for an opportunity to kidnap the Blood-devouring Demon God. Thousands of years later, he has trained the Blood-devouring Demon God as his disciple.

The Blood-devouring Demon God no longer remembers Mo Jingcang, but only knows that he is Zhunti's disciple.

Zhunti treated him well and taught him magical powers, making the Blood-devouring Demon God stronger and stronger.

Ji Haoye happened to come here to hunt for treasure, and bumped into the Blood-devouring Demon God. Because of his strong energy and blood, he had an unstoppable attraction to the Blood-devouring Demon God, and the war was about to break out.

At first, Ji Haoye was able to beat the Blood-devouring Demon God violently, but after being plotted by Zhunti, he could only be suppressed and beaten by the Blood-devouring Demon God.

"I'm going to eat you! Let me eat you!"

The Blood Devouring Demon God laughed crazily, his hands as fast as lightning, so Ji Haoye could only keep dodging.

"hateful……"

Ji Haoye was so angry that he would have killed the Blood-devouring Demon God long ago if he hadn't been for Zhunti!

After Qin Jun's teachings, his fighting ability was extremely strong. Among Qin Jun's disciples, only Yuanchu could suppress him, while Yan Xuan and Li Wu were both weaker.

At this time, the Blood-devouring Demon God suddenly opened his mouth, and billowing flames rushed towards Ji Haoye.

Ji Haoye wanted to dodge, but Zhunti suddenly glared at him, making him freeze in the air and unable to move.

"what happened……"

Ji Haoye was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst into tears, and he was drowned by the wave of fire in the next second.

The unimaginable pain caused him to scream, and his voice was full of anger and pain, making the blood-devouring demon god's smile grow stronger.

"It's really troublesome."

Zhunti in the distance curled his lips and said, normally, he might covet Ji Haoye's talent. After all, Ji Haoye is also one of the chaotic creatures. Although there are countless creatures now, the first batch of creatures with spiritual intelligence were talented. Throwing away all sentient beings, they are collectively called chaotic creatures.

Compared with the Blood Devouring Demon God, Ji Haoye's talent seemed not worth mentioning.

In order to cultivate the blood-devouring demon god, Zhunti took great pains.

"I'm going to kill you..."

In the sea of ​​fire, Ji Haoye roared angrily, but the saint's consciousness imprisoned his body, preventing him from moving.

The Blood Devouring Demon God smiled even more ferociously, looking forward to the food being roasted, but Zhunti remained indifferent.

Soon, Ji Haoye's wings were burned to ashes, his skin was scorched, and his blood was dried. The indescribable pain almost drove Ji Haoye crazy.

boom!

Ji Haoye suddenly fell to the ground, and the flames on his body disappeared instantly.

Zhunti was moved, stood up immediately, and shouted: "Who!"

The Blood-devouring Demon God also glanced around curiously, wanting to see who dared to disturb his eating.

At this time, Qin Jun appeared in front of Ji Haoye out of thin air, his eyes were cold, looking at Zhunti as if he were looking at a dead person.

"It's you……"

Zhunti was so frightened that he retreated subconsciously.

In order to avoid Qin Jun's pursuit in these years, he has hardly appeared in public. How come he was still found by Qin Jun?

The Blood-devouring Demon God was attracted by Qin Jun's powerful aura and became excited, and he threw himself at Qin Jun without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Jun came to the Blood Devouring Demon God, slapped him on the head, and smashed him into the ground, raising dust thousands of feet high. The ground shook violently, making Zhunti look extremely ugly.

"Do you really want to fight me to the death?"

Zhunti asked in a cold voice, and as he spoke, he transformed into the Dharma Body of the Mother Buddha, with twenty-four heads and eighteen arms, holding a blessing staff and a seven-treasure tree.

Qin Jun slowly walked out of the dusty sky, the purple flames between his eyebrows began to beat, his unfathomable purple eyes looked at Zhunti without emotion, and said: "The person who dares to hurt me is you who wants to die!"

Zhunti was stunned for a moment, never expecting that Ji Haoye would be Qin Jun's person.

Thinking of Ji Haoye's fighting talent, could he be Qin Jun's disciple?

He instantly regretted it, but in order to save the Blood-devouring Demon God, he could only bite the bullet and said, "I'm sorry, this was a misunderstanding. I didn't know he was yours..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Jun directly took out the Hongmeng Emperor Sword, and the light of the sword shone in the sky and the earth.

Now that he is in the same realm as Zhunti, killing Zhunti is like killing a chicken, without any pressure.

As soon as his momentum exploded, Zhunti felt an endless murderous aura coming towards his face, making him tremble with fear.

"you……"

Zhunti gritted his teeth and said, at this moment, Qin Jun suddenly came to him.

Wearing the Purple Air Boots, the treasure of chaos!

Qin Jun's movement was so fast that Zhunti could not guard against it. The sword fell in front of the master's throat, and Zhunti didn't even have time to dodge.

Feeling the sharp sword energy of the Hongmeng Emperor Sword, Zhunti stiffened up and did not dare to move. His face was covered with heavy cold sweat.

"Want to die?"

Qin Jun asked, his eyes facing each other, Zhunti was so frightened that he looked away.

At this moment, Zhunti was thinking about how to escape and save the Blood-devouring Demon God.

After spending so much time and energy, he really couldn't bear to give up on the Blood-devouring Demon God.

He was very curious as to why Qin Jun didn't kill the Blood-devouring Demon God directly. He could feel that the Blood-devouring Demon God's aura was still there and he was not dead.

"Your Majesty... why should you and I do this..."

Zhunti forced a smile and showed weakness, keeping his posture extremely low, even lowering his head slightly, looking humble.