Silence regained within the Blood Zombie Gate.

The body of the Dry Corpse Ancestor flowed, and he slowly continued to look at the eight-armed Shura, his dry eyes closed slightly, as if digesting the previous drop of Chen Han's essence blood.

But see.

His shriveled skin and thin body slowly increased and quickly became full at this moment.

The blood-streaked zombie stood aside, his face full of unwillingness.

To know.

The difference between essence blood and ordinary blood is not ordinary...... If he can also get a drop of essence blood, then his strength will inevitably reach the realm of Emperor Wu!

Come to think of it.

The blood-streaked zombie couldn't help but say, "Ancestor...... That kid is a rare three-color bloodline, and his body contains the blood of gods, demons, and demons...... Why didn't we catch him. Even if only one drop of blood is taken from his body every day, it is enough to restore the strength of our Blood Zombie Sect to its peak period of 100,000 years ago in a short period of time!"

Hear the words.

The Dry Corpse Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Blood Pattern Zombie, and said slowly: "Blood Pattern, do you remember why we were forced to drive the Blood Zombie Sect to these 100,000 mountains and hide in this small world?"

"Remember!"

I heard the Dry Corpse Ancestor mention the past.

The blood-streaked zombie immediately gritted his teeth and shouted, "That group of cultivators, because they were afraid of our ability to suck blood, encircled and suppressed us. But ......"

The blood-streaked zombie continued: "Now, it is no longer the time of more than 100,000 years ago, when the powerhouses of the Martial Emperor realm walked all over the land. A great war broke out in the entire mortal world, and the powerhouse of the Martial Emperor in the entire mortal world has fallen to the top ten, and now is a good time for us to rise in the Blood Zombie Gate. One day, our Blood Zombie Sect will be able to dominate the entire mortal world again!"

"Hegemony?"

Hear the words.

A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Dry Corpse Old Ancestor's full muscles that was gradually recovering.

"Bloodstreak!"

"Nowadays, the mundane world is turbulent, and many forces that were once forced to hide will surface because of this letter of challenge from the Firmament Holy Land. The Dry Corpse Ancestor said slowly: "If you dare to dominate now, I'm afraid you won't live for three days!"

When the blood-streaked zombie heard this, he was slightly unhappy.

He gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

"Old Ancestor......" The blood-streaked zombie couldn't help but shout: "With all due respect, I'm afraid your head has stiffened in the hundreds of thousands of years you have been asleep. If the kid you let go of just now can catch him, the three-colored bloodlines of gods, demons, and demons on his body will definitely be able to revitalize our Blood Zombie Sect!"

Obsessed!

The Dry Corpse Ancestor shook his head slowly.

Looking at the blood-streaked zombies, the Dry Corpse Ancestor continued: "I'm afraid, you must be dissatisfied in your heart. ”

"That's right!" the blood-streaked zombie shouted. "Ancestor, I'm going to catch that kid who escaped now!"

"Yes!" said the Dry Corpse Ancestor. "But...... What you did has nothing to do with our Blood Zombie Gate!"

Hum!

Hear the words.

The blood-streaked zombie snorted coldly and said sharply: "When I catch that kid and suck his blood dry, then I will re-establish the Blood Zombie Gate!"

Rumble!

As he spoke, the soles of his feet slammed across the ground and quickly broke through the air.

Looking at the departing blood-streaked zombies.

The Dry Corpse Ancestor couldn't help but sigh and muttered to himself, "Blood streak...... You don't listen to my persuasion, and you have the idea of betraying the Blood Zombie Gate, and you deserve to die. How could he be an ordinary person who could possess the bloodlines of a three-color god, a demon, and a demon? Moreover, there was an incomparably powerful force in his body!"

Pity.

The blood-streaked zombies who were blinded by the power of the god, demon, and demon bloodlines couldn't listen to the words of the corpse ancestor.

He's now.

I was bent on catching Chen Han and sucking his blood!

......

Chen Han, who had left the Blood Zombie Gate, couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

According to him.

The Dry Corpse Ancestor had no reason to deceive himself, especially since the other party was still a half-immortal eightfold powerhouse.

But.

Since the Emperor of Shenyang is not in the Blood Zombie Gate, where should he be?

These 100,000 mountains are not big.

But.

It is vast and full of spatial cracks, and no one knows where the Shenyang Emperor will flee to.

Maybe you'll run into other troubles!

Returned to Longbelly Mountain.

Chen Han plans to start from the source......

It's just that.

Unexpectedly, only half of the clues were broken.

along the way.

The traces of the 'hook' left by the Emperor of Shenyang were actually destroyed in the fight between the old dragon of the Black Mountain and the black smoke beast. Now, there are no clues!

"Hey!"

couldn't help but sigh, and Chen Han sat on the ground slowly.

If you can't find the Shenyang Emperor.

I'm afraid that the three-person team of the 'Killing Game' in a year will be one less...... Originally, the win rate was not too big, but if there was one more person missing, the win rate would be even smaller!

Rumble!

Right now.

A burst of blood-red light in the distance quickly bombarded me.

That arrogant figure was almost fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it had already bombarded in front of him.

Come!

It's the Bloodstreaked Zombie!

"Boy, you didn't expect me to catch up, right?" the blood-streaked zombie looked at Chen Han with a cruel smile on his face. "A rare bloodline of three-color gods, demons, and demons...... How could I let you slip out of my palm like this?"

"Did the Dry Corpse Ancestor ask you to come?" Chen Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked rhetorically.

"Hmph! That old thing, sleeping for too long, has frozen in the brain. He actually said that I am not your opponent...... Hehe, I don't believe it, I, a strong man of the Martial Emperor Ninefold, can't destroy you, the Martial Saint Ninefold kid. After I kill you and suck your blood, I will be the ancestor of the Blood Zombie Gate...... Boy, prepare your last words, you have less than ten breaths to live!"

The blood-streaked zombie sneered.

"If you get down on your knees and beg for mercy, maybe I can spare your life...... After all, I just want your blood!"

Ay......

Hear the words.

Chen Han had a headache.

I was looking for the Emperor of Shenyang all over the world, but this trouble was sent to the door one after another, and I was extremely irritable.

couldn't help frowning slightly, and shouted: "Before I get angry, get out of here." For the sake of the corpse ancestor's face, I will spare your life!"

Hear the words.

The blood-streaked zombie's eyes narrowed slightly, and an uncontrollable anger rose from his chest in a frenzy.

Immediately.

He didn't laugh angrily, and said fiercely: "Boy, you really don't know what to do...... Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. All the blood of your body belongs to me!"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the blood-streaked zombie roared violently, and the whole person rushed towards Chen Han frantically!

"Die!"