At this time, Wang Zhao was gray-haired, his body was paralyzed next to the holy coffin, his eyes were full of grief and despair, not to mention the use of gene nuclei, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Still not offering the Holy Blood?" said Mr. Leigh lightly.

"What will happen if the holy coffin is revived?" Han Sen did not go over, although he had the intention to pretend to be a Blood Life Cultist, but let him donate blood, the ghost knew what would happen, maybe it would kill him.

Mr. Li didn't answer Han Sen this time, his eyes fell on Han Sen, his body suddenly moved, and he appeared in front of Han Sen like a teleportation, grabbed Han Sen's neck with one hand, and directly carried Han Sen to the holy coffin.

Han Sen didn't even have a chance to dodge, although his brain realized it, his body couldn't keep up with the conscious reaction.

Being grabbed by Mr. Li's neck, Han Sen only felt as if he was locked by an iron gate, his entire body seemed to be soaked in an electric current, and his body was completely unable to move, so he could only let Mr. Li grab the sarcophagus.

Mr. Li grabbed Han Sen in front of the coffin, pressed him against the lid of the coffin, and stretched out his fingers to slash at Han Sen's neck, trying to bleed Han Sen directly on it.

Han Sen's eyes flashed with blazing white holy light, and the holy light spread rapidly from his pupils, his short black hair turned into a blazing white color, and it grew rapidly, and his entire body was soaked in holy light.

Han Sen, who was imprisoned by that strange power, finally regained his freedom, and met Mr. Li's fingers with a punch, using the power of one hand to cover the sky.

Boom!

Mr. Li took two steps back and looked at Han Sen with some surprise.

Han Sen was even more horrified in his heart, he used one hand to cover the sky and pull on Mr. Li's genetic order chain, as if he was pulling on a steel bar, he couldn't imagine how strong Mr. Li's body was, it was likely that he had reached the level of a super god creature or a great emperor.

Han Sen turned around and fled without saying a word, the difference in strength was too large, he was not a person of the same level at all, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely die.

"I didn't expect that there were such powerful disciples in my Blood Life Sect, although the concentration of holy blood was lower, and sacrificing for the holy coffin was not considered an insult to the holy coffin. Mr. Li said lightly, but his figure had already reached Han Sen's back, and he grabbed Han Sen with one hand.

This time, Han Sen was prepared, and with the blessing of the Super Emperor Spirit Body, his body's reaction speed was much faster than just now.

The umbrella opened to block Mr. Lei's palm, and at the same time, the crystal egg was thrown out of his other hand.

Rumble!

Mr. Li's hand slapped on the umbrella, and many cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the umbrella, and Han Sen felt a huge force attacking, and even the people with the umbrella flew out together, hitting the walls of the palace, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

The crystal egg shook strangely in front of Mr. Li, but the strange trajectory did not bypass Mr. Li's palm, and he grabbed it, his five fingers were slightly forced, and he only heard a bang, and the crystal egg was directly pinched and exploded.

The Ice Jade Skeleton suddenly revealed itself and slammed into Mr. Li's palm with a punch, and then quickly retreated to Han Sen's side.

Mr. Li didn't expect this kind of change, his palm was hit by the fist of the ice jade skeleton, and suddenly a little ice jade luster spread in his palm, but in the blink of an eye, the entire palm turned into the color of ice jade, as if it was a crystal jade sculpture.

Han Sen endured the churning qi and blood in his chest, and got up from the ground, with some secret joy in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the ice jade skeleton was so powerful, and even Mr. Li's strong body could be sealed.

But in the next second, Han Sen's excitement came to naught, only to see that Mr. Li's body was blue, and his skin seemed to be soaked in blue, and the color of ice jade quickly dissolved under that piece of blue, and in a blink of an eye, it completely disappeared from Mr. Li's hand, and that palm was only pure blue.

"It's rare, it's really rare, a disciple of my Blood Life Sect, you can use the power of the Sanctuary to this extent, you are the first person in my sect. Instead of being angry that he was being attacked, Mr. Li exclaimed.

Han Sen was in no mood to listen to his praise, his thoughts were racing in his head, calculating all the possibilities of survival, but for a while, he couldn't think of any feasible way.

His strength is much worse than that of Mr. Li, and his genetic core is still at the bronze level, neither of which can compete with Mr. Li, and the chance of survival is very slim.

"Why doesn't the people in my sect seem to be comfortable with the power of the shelter?" Han Sen said casually, just trying to delay a little time, hoping to think of a way to get out.

Mr. Li glanced at Han Sen and seemed to see through his thoughts, but instead of doing it immediately, he replied: "Disciples with holy blood, although they can absorb the genes of the shelter, it is difficult to have the attribute power of the shelter, the purer the holy blood, the more so, this is because our genes have been passed down through so many generations, and we have already fixed the method of evolution, and we can absorb genes to promote evolution, but it is impossible to change the attributes." Your Holy Blood is too weak, so you are not bound by the Holy Blood, and you can still have the attribute power in the Sanctuary. Which lineage are you a disciple of, and what generations of holy blood are you?"

"You know my surname is Han. Han Sen said.

"There is no one with the surname Han among the Thirteen Saints, you are using a pseudonym. "Mr. Li seems to be interested in Han Sen now, and he is not in a hurry to make a move.

"This is my real name, my great-grandfather's name is Han Jingzhi. Han Sen said again.

"Han Jingzhi, impossible, although Han Jingzhi has joined our sect, he is only an outsider after all, and his descendants cannot have holy blood. Mr. Li directly denied.

When Han Sen heard Mr. Li say this, he knew that what Nan Litian and the infant ghost said should not be wrong, Han Jingzhi was really not a saint of the Blood Destiny Sect, he was just a Blood Destiny Sect that was forced into.

"Since you said that Han Jingzhi is an outsider, then why does he have the Holy Relic of the Blood Life Sect?" Han Sen continued, while searching around with his Cave Xuan aura, hoping to find the possibility of escaping.

Suddenly, Han Sen found that the Nine Lives Blood Cat in the coffin just now was lying on the edge of the eaves of the palace at this time, its tail wagging and a pair of eyes staring at Han Sen.

"It's still here?" Han Sen was surprised in his heart.

Mr. Li pondered for a moment and said, "You actually know about this, then you must be a descendant of one of the Thirteen Saints, but your bloodline is so thin, can it be said that you are a member of the Emperor Saint Qin family?"

"How do you know?" Han Sen pretended to be surprised.

"The Qin family has been separated from our sect since ancient times, and it is normal for the Holy Blood to be thin if they don't cultivate the bloodline method. Mr. Li glanced at Han Sen as he spoke: "I didn't expect that after such a long time, the Qin family would return to my teaching, which can be regarded as a happy event." ”