"Two little crumbs, go to death!!" Seeing this scene, the three hundred and sixty knights of the round table roared in a low voice.

The silver spear in his hand seemed to come to life.

The terrifying power erupted from the silver spear, domineeringly slashing towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Holy Son.

"If you dare to hurt my eldest brother, I will kill you!!" Seeing this scene, the Black Dragon Saint Son roared angrily.

It's a pity that no matter how much he struggled, he was imprisoned by the eleven red-clothed high priests, and he couldn't move for a moment.

"You guys really damn !!," Zhang Xiaohao said with red eyes.

Thousands of precautions, or these red-clothed sacrifices!

Even though he had great ability, he was still imprisoned on the ground under the joint efforts of three hundred and sixty red-clothed priests.

"Whoever dares to touch my brother, you all deserve !!to die," Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.

"Hmph! God of War, you are now a turtle in the urn, it's not that this sacrifice looks down on you, just fight for the two of you, under this imprisoning technique, let you have the ability to splash the sky, you have to be imprisoned in place! In one of your Huaxia words, you have to coil the dragon, you have to lie down if it is a tiger! Tonight, this sacrifice will definitely kill you and sacrifice the flag!" The red-clothed priest led by him said arrogantly.

"In my God of War's dictionary, there is never the word failure!" Zhang Xiaohao said with red eyes.

"Yes, if you have the ability, then you can do it! This sacrifice wants to see how you are dying and struggling!" said the red-clothed priest at the head arrogantly.

"As you wish!!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Xingtian Tomahawk!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

Blood-red gas filaments turned out of the body and condensed into a substantial blood-red battle axe!

"Break the !! for me" With the appearance of the Xingtian battle axe, Zhang Xiaohao roared angrily.

The terrifying war intent seemed to suppress the eternal sky and completely destroy this piece of heaven and earth.

The mysterious power imprisoned in the body, under the impact of this violent battle intent, was broken through just by looking at the face!

I saw Zhang Xiaohao holding the Xingtian battle axe in both hands, a little under his feet, jumped in the air, and roared: "Give me !! cut"

As Zhang Xiaohao's words fell, he slashed over with the Xingtian battle axe.

Phew!

A ten-zhang blood-red glow erupted from the Xingtian Battle Axe, enveloping all the round table knights who rushed up in front of them, and slashed them domineeringly.

"Ah......" Unwilling screams came out of their mouths in a steady stream.

A blood-red glow flashed through their bodies.

Boom Boom Boom ......

When the blood-red glow disappeared, explosions suddenly sounded.

I saw that the bodies of the three hundred and sixty-five Great Knights of the Round Table suddenly burst and turned into a cloud of blood mist and sprinkled on the ground.

Airplanes!

The Ancient Blood Devouring Circle shook violently, like a cheerful child, devouring all the blood and flesh of these Round Table Knights.

Phew!

I saw a small blood-red tree in the air, and suddenly, more than two hundred blood sacrifice fruits were produced, but they were not yet fully ripe, and they were still a little bit short of being completely ripe.

"Give me death!" Zhang Xiaohao roared again.

Holding the Xingtian Battle Axe, he slashed through the two brushes.

Two blood-red rays of light, one slashed at the eleven red-clothed high priests, and the other slashed at the three hundred and sixty red-clothed priests!

The terrifying coercion directly enveloped them, sealed all the dodge routes around them, and slashed them domineeringly.

"Ahh!!h

Seeing the blood-red glow getting closer and closer, the red-clothed priest didn't care about the safety of his companions, his body shook, leaving a red afterimage, and quickly dodged over.

Boom!!

Two blood-red rays of light fell, and countless blood mist and broken flesh splattered on the surrounding ground, absorbed and refined by the Ancient Blood Devouring Array.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Without the blessings of the three hundred and sixty red-clothed priests, the Black Dragon Saint Son instantly broke the confinement power on his body, rushed to Zhang Xiaohao's side, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Big brother, this old dog is too deceitful, I'm going to slaughter him!" said the Black Dragon Saint Son murderously.

"You wait for me here! He handed it over to me, dare to plot against our brother, I will kill him with my own hands!" Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.

"Big brother, be careful. "The Black Dragon Saint Son said.

"An ant, I haven't put it in my eyes yet!" Zhang Xiaohao said domineeringly.

Stepping on the wind god's legs, his body swept away, and he violently rushed towards the red-clothed priest led by him.

"Damn, God of War, I didn't expect you to have so many hole cards, but if you want to kill this sacrifice, you are not qualified to !!," the red-clothed priest led by him said with a gloomy face.

Burst!

With a puff of mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, twisted his hands, and roared in a low voice, "Sect Master's Dharma Body!!"

I saw that the ball of blood in the air turned into a flame and rushed towards his body.

Roar!

An inhuman roar came from the mouth of the red-clothed priest.

Under this terrifying flame, the body of the red-clothed high priest instantly turned into a ball of skin and bones, and a red skeleton appeared in place, two feet high.

"God of War, you can die under the secret law of the Holy See of this sacrifice, it is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!" said the red-clothed high priest arrogantly.

Raising a red skeletal giant palm, carrying terrifying power, it slammed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Give me a suppression!! Zhang Xiaohao roared angrily.

With a round of his right hand, terrifying power erupted from his right hand, and he threw the Xingtian Battle Axe in his hand violently.

Rumble!!!

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and in just a moment, the red-clothed priest led by him was killed, without even a drop of waves.

The Xingtian Battle Axe dissipated, turned into the power of blood, and transferred into Zhang Xiaohao's body again.

"Hmm, what is this?" said Zhang Xiaohao with a frown.

I saw that on the ground, an abyss dozens of feet deep, a terrifying black aura, with a coldness, emanated from it.

Zhang Xiaohao endured his exhaustion, walked to the edge of this abyss, swept away his soul power, and carefully felt the changes inside.

"Hmm, this is ......" Zhang Xiaohao's eyes lit up, with endless surprises.

At that moment, he jumped into the abyss.

"Big brother, don't !!" Seeing this scene, the Black Dragon Saint Son shouted frantically.

"I'm fine! Xiao Hei, you wait for me up there, I'll come up right away. In the abyss, Zhang Xiaohao's slightly tired voice came.

"Well, big brother, be careful. The Black Dragon Saint Son said with concern.

(End of chapter)