Wrath of the Immortal

"Rebellious son, you are so arrogant."

"How dare you make my woman kneel to you."

"Believe it or not, I will make all the people here suffer?"

"..."

Xiao Zhantian was furious and roared.

"This stinky bitch kneeled to me."

"That's the blessing she has cultivated for eighteen lifetimes."

"If she doesn't kneel down, I will kill her now."

"..."

Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he spoke word by word.

After speaking, he cast a series of complex immortal spells at the Hundred Thousand Soul Banners.

Under these immortal spells, countless souls flew out with their fangs and claws.

The souls, fearless of life and death, flew towards Beitang Mingxue like moths to a flame.

"Beast, how dare you!!!"

"You cut off the power of blood, what about your descendants?"

"If you don't stop, I will kill your descendants."

"..."

While repelling the souls, Xiao Zhantian roared at Xiao Chen.

"You can try..."

Xiao Chen said lightly without changing his expression.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhantian's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly felt that Xiao Chen seemed to have been prepared.

Even if he used the bloodline technique, he could not kill Xiao Chen's descendants.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Zhantian felt that Xiao Chen was deliberately making a mystery.

The other party's current cultivation level could not help the descendants to cut off the bloodline.

"Hmph! Do you think I dare not?"

Xiao Zhantian did not believe this evil and shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a complex divine formula was completed.

Under this divine formula, the bloodline power in Xiao Zhantian's body was quickly activated.

As long as his descendants were nearby, they could all sense it at the first time.

Xiao Zhantian only needed a thought to perform the secret method to turn everyone into blood.

However, just as he killed Xiao Chen's descendants, a sudden change occurred.

Xiao Zhantian clearly sensed that his phantom body had a tendency to collapse.

Just when he couldn't figure out what was going on, Xiao Chen's voice came to his ears.

"If you come in person, I'll be afraid of you."

"You are just a phantom, and you want to kill my descendants?"

"Today, I will not only kill her, but also seek justice for my mother."

"..."

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Zhantian, then at Beitang Mingxue, and said grimly.

In her eyes, Beitang Mingxue was already a cold corpse.

At the same time, near the Ninggu Basin, countless cultivators sat down.

The number of people was unimaginable, at least tens of millions.

Most of these people's cultivation was in the realm of the Spiritualization Stage.

The leading few people had a high cultivation level and had already reached the Guiyuan Stage.

Xiao Feng sat cross-legged in the front, quickly pinching the complex spells in his hands.

The people behind him were the same, in unison.

The speed of pinching the spells was getting faster and faster.

In the end, it was impossible to see how many times they pinched.

After a few breaths, all the hands that were pinching the magic formula were put down.

They were bleeding from all seven orifices, and a stream of strange blood mist sprayed from their nostrils.

The blood mist quickly floated in the air, condensed together, and turned into a huge blood shadow.

"Blood is flowing backwards, the origin is backlashing!!!"

Xiao Chen suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Xiao Zhantian, and shouted grimly.

After saying that, he moved his mind and pinched a complex magic formula.

Under this magic formula, the blood shadow flashed and went straight to Xiao Zhantian.

It must be said that the speed of the blood shadow was unimaginable.

Before Xiao Zhantian could see the trajectory of the movement clearly, the blood shadow came in front of him.

He wanted to dodge, but found that his soul was restricted by the formation and could not move at all.

Xiao Zhantian could only watch the blood shadow fly into his phantom.

He knew in his heart that Xiao Chen was going to do something, and he must not let the other party succeed.

If the blood backlashed, the phantom he descended would also collapse.

Beitang Mingxue would surely be tortured to death if she fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

But how did Xiao Chen learn the art of blood backbiting?

Suddenly, Xiao Zhantian thought of a person, who must have told Xiao Chen.

"I know, this art was told to you by the Blood Evil Ancestor."

"Blood Evil, you bastard, if it weren't for me, you would have died long ago."

"Is this how you repay your lifesaver???"

"..."

Xiao Zhantian was furious, looking at the void, roaring angrily.

"Benefactor, I can't help it..."

The Blood Evil Ancestor showed up, bent over and sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense here, is there any blood art you can't solve?"

"If you want to return to the God Realm, help me remove this art now."

"Otherwise, no matter how much it costs, I will kill you."

"..."

Xiao Zhantian glared at the Blood Evil Ancestor and threatened coldly.

"My benefactor, I didn't lie to you. I really can't do it..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor left these words and his figure disappeared.

At this moment, Xiao Zhantian's soul body trembled even more violently.

"Xiao Chen, in order to kill my phantom, I got hurt."

"You are so cruel! You let these descendants be buried with you."

"I warn you, don't mess with Xue'er, otherwise I won't forgive you."

"..."

After Xiao Zhantian shouted these words, his phantom body could no longer bear the backlash.

With a bang, his phantom collapsed and turned into a spiritual light and disappeared into the valley.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Xiao Chen grabbed the spiritual light and drove it into the Hundred Thousand Soul Flag.

Just as he was about to cast a spell to refine, everyone on Xiao Feng's side fell to the ground one after another.

Xiao Chen's consciousness moved and landed on everyone, and his expression suddenly changed.

No wonder Xiao Zhantian said such words before his shadow disappeared.

Xiao Feng and others had their bloodlines cut off, their vitality quickly dissipated, and they were about to die.

"No……"

Xiao Chen shouted and walked straight towards Xiao Feng and others.

He also knew why such a result occurred.

Xiao Chen cut off his bloodline and was safe...

That's because his cultivation level is high enough and he has the original power in his body.

Right now, there is only one way to save this person.

That is to replenish the blood that everyone has lost back into their bodies.

However, the bloodline that once existed has turned into a blood shadow, killing Xiao Zhantian's shadow.

Where did they get the power of blood to keep Xiao Feng and others alive?

"Senior, help me..."

Xiao Chen raised his head and looked deep into the clouds, shouting anxiously.

"Xiao Chen, there is no way, you have to think clearly."

The Blood Demon Ancestor came to Xiao Chen's side and said solemnly.

"Stop nagging and tell me quickly..."

Xiao Chen didn't have time to talk nonsense and said upset.

"The blood power of these people all comes from you."

"Without the blood in your body, you can't keep them alive."

"Therefore, you can only use heaven-defying methods to create your own bloodline power."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor did not speak directly, but explained through sound transmission.

"How to do..."

Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked through the message.

However, before he could relax, he was almost angered to death by the Blood Demon Ancestor.