Urban Medical God

Chapter 5578 Broken arm! (Sixth update)

"Confucian Ancestor? He has sent people here again and again. It seems he really cares about me.

The Blood God looked at Confucian Ancestor with stern eyes. Although there was a big gap between his current strength and Confucian Ancestor, he would never give up.

"Blood God, out of the ten thousand years of friendship between you and me, I will give you a hundred days. Within a hundred days, you will kneel down and worship at my Confucian Temple for seven days and seven nights and hand over the sacred object. I will consider letting him go and return the favor." There are them."

"dream!"

The Blood God refused directly without even thinking and asked him to kneel down, it was impossible!

"Yeah?"

Confucian Ancestor's voice was cold, and the monstrous anger was like red fire in the blood-exploding air that filled the stars, wrapping around the bodies of the four people.

"If you don't do it, everyone will die!"

Confucian Ancestor's monstrous anger echoed throughout the void, and the eyes he looked at the Blood God were filled with endless and sharp killing intent.

The Blood God held his head high and stared at Confucian Ancestor fearlessly.

The overwhelming anger descended, and the sharpness in Confucian Zu's eyes was no longer hidden.

He raised his palm slightly, and his two fingers turned into a flying sword, carrying the overwhelming energy of thunder and destruction, and struck towards the Blood God.

The cold and suffocating killing intent, at this moment, Ye Chen, Qu Chenyun and Ji Siqing were so shocked that they had no possibility of moving. They could only watch helplessly as the flying sword landed on the body of the Blood God. .

The violent blood power of the Blood God wrapped around his body, trying to resist Ruzu's flying sword, but when the flying sword slid down like a meteor, his scalp began to numb. This blow full of endless destructive power seemed to make him There is no way to avoid it.

"hiss!"

The sword light cut off the Blood God's arm like cutting tofu, and the splash of blood turned into a meteor trail throughout the void.

The broken arm was like a rootless duckweed, being beaten hard to the ground.

The Blood God's face was pale. Confucian Ancestor's seemingly casual flying sword was so powerful. His current strength was too low and too insignificant.

He stubbornly did not lower his head and pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Within a hundred days, whatever your choice is, it will become more than just an arm."

Confucian Ancestor looked at the Blood God with disdain, killing them was like crushing an ant, but it was too easy for him to care about, so he wanted them to tremble, fear, lower their heads, admit their mistakes, and then the endless pressure The shadow finally slowly dissipated in the void.

Ye Chen quickly stepped forward, looked at the bloody severed arm, and cast a spell on the Blood God: "Blessing from Heaven! Bagua Tiandan Technique!"

Rays of gleaming white light, mixed with the aura of the supreme Taoist source, merged into the Blood God and his severed arm.

"How is that possible! It can't be melted?"

Ye Chen frowned, how could this be possible! With such a smooth wound, coupled with the blood god's immortal body and powerful resurrection ability, it stands to reason that it would not be difficult for him to regenerate a broken arm.

How is this going?

"no."

The Blood God shook his head. He tried to use his own powerful recovery ability, but when the blood power reached the point where the arm was broken, it flowed back again, as if there was no way to go.

Ji Siqing obviously didn't understand the cause and effect, so he could only turn his head and look at Qu Chenyun.

"Ruzu's strength is really too strong."

Qu Chenyun shook his head and looked at the Blood God with eyes full of emotion and sympathy.

"Even you can't help it?"

Ji Siqing looked at Qu Chenyun with some regret. She did not expect that even a being like Qu Chenyun could do nothing to deal with such a mere broken arm injury.

"This is no ordinary injury."

Qu Chenyun looked solemn: "Although the Blood God has acquired the ability to be immortal for some reason."

For some reason, Qu Chenyun lowered her voice specially. Everyone present knew that she was actually referring to the divine object carried by the Blood God.

"Could it be that his immortality can't heal his arm injury?"

Ji Siqing was a little confused. Even the senior Blood God was immortal, so why couldn't he even restore his arm?

"It's not that simple. Immortality can provide the Blood God with a steady stream of blood power. As long as there is still a trace of divine thought left, he can try his best to be reborn. But Ruzu's last blow completely cut off the broken arm and blood. The connection between gods, in other words, Ruzu used extremely tyrannical destructive power to force the blood god's body to think that his left arm did not exist at all. "

"There is no left arm?" Ji Siqing didn't understand what this meant.

Ye Chen understood it clearly: "You are saying that the ability to be immortal comes from connection. Now, no matter how strong the power is, if the connection with the broken arm is lost, it will not be able to be reborn and create an identical one."

"Yeah, that's what I mean."

Qu Chenyun glanced at Ye Chen and nodded.

"If this is the case, if Confucian Ancestor directly cuts off the power of Senior Blood God's heart and cuts off the connection, does that mean that Senior Blood God will lose his ability to be immortal?"

"Not really. Few people can directly cut off the power of blood." Qu Chenyun shook his head, "The gap between the Blood God and Confucian Ancestor is really too huge. He cultivates the source of thunder destruction. Being able to cut off the Blood God’s severed arm so decisively is already considered the limit.”

Ye Chen nodded, saying so, the blood god's immortal body is not so easy to break.

"However, few people have done it, which is not to say that no one has done it."

Qu Chenyun sighed: "The object back then was coveted by far more people than you think, it is more complicated and more powerful. With the Blood God's current power of only 60%, it is really unsightly."

Ye Chen nodded. If he wanted to protect the Blood God, it seemed that there were only two ways at the moment. Either he would become stronger and protect the Blood God.

Either the Blood God becomes stronger and returns to his peak strength.

Otherwise, their future will be difficult.

"The domineering power of Confucian Ancestor's thunder is too strong to destroy the original aura. I am afraid that even my broken arm will not be able to be reborn in this life."

Qu Chenyun finally sighed and said somewhat reluctantly.

The blood god's eyes dimmed a bit: "Ye Chen, I have a few words that I want to say to you alone."

Ye Chen nodded, and the two of them walked aside.

Ji Siqing glanced at Qu Chenyun and said, "Hey, a being like Senior Blood God turned out to be a man with a broken arm. This greatly reduces the strength of Senior Blood God!"

Qu Chenyun nodded: "Everyone has his own destiny. This is his cause and effect. We cannot change it."

"Ye Chen, I only have a broken body left now, and I have a treasure on my body. In the future, countless forces will come because of me."

The Blood God's face looked a little sad. He had been carefree and wanton all his life, and now he was forced to this point.

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