"It's a pity ~ It's a pity ~"

There was no warning when he started, and there was no intention of forgiving at all, but now that the dust had settled, the face of the Blood God Son showed a look of great regret, as if his heart was in pain.

Shaoqing raised his head, his expression changed again, and he said jokingly: "Ying Long, why don't you see that your face is not right?"

"Is it distressed?"

"Oh, how did I forget, Ying Long, you are a lover, you can bear Yin Heng's tigress, and I finally gave birth to a girl and I don't know whose surname I followed, I really feel pitiful. ”

"Hahahaha~~"

Laughing wildly, the playful gaze of the Blood God Son never left Zhang Fan's face, the initial fashion was full of joy, including expectation, and slowly, as if he had seen something unbelievable, gradually stiffened.

It was only at this time that a smile appeared on Zhang Fan's calm face, and he said leisurely: "Blood God Son, aren't you doing this just to provoke me?"

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still haven't grown at all, which is too disappointing for this seat. ”

"Huh?"

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, the wild laughter of the Blood God Son came to an abrupt end, and his eyes were full of surprise.

At this time, Zhang Fan had already figured it out, whether it was the disposal of the previous painted skin beauty, or the later naked unmasking of the scars, he had grasped Ying Long's surname and wanted to provoke him to lose his mind.

The Blood God Son is a person, seemingly crazy but actually meticulous, on the surface, it seems that he is obviously stronger, but he still uses all means, no wonder he is notorious, and he can still get away with it so far, it is indeed not just because there is a Yuan Ying Master.

The original owner of the Yudan clone, the monk named Ying Long should be a person who is very affectionate and quite domineering and impulsive, and the blood god son is so pretentious, all of which are aimed at his surname, but he doesn't know that there is another person standing in front of him, this set, in front of Zhang Fan, he can only bring humiliation on himself.

"Ying Long, you ......"

Blood Shenzi frowned, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Fan's voice.

"Blood God Son, that piece of Sun Essence Gold is still on you, right? I heard that you also received a piece of Heavenly Fire Purple Gold Copper some time ago?"

"These two things, this seat wants!"

Categorically, Zhang Fan's expression, which had not changed much, suddenly condensed, his posture of standing with his hands did not change, his body leaned forward slightly, and the momentum of oppression suddenly became formed.

"Hand them over, and I'll let you go. ”

"What?"

The Blood God Son asked in disbelief, and then laughed wildly: "Okay, okay, Ying Long, you are still the same, this son still thinks that your domineering spirit has made that woman wear away?"

"Haha~"

In the midst of wild laughter, a large area of blood-red color suddenly poured out of his body, spreading instantly, and the eyes of everyone present were suddenly reflected in the boundless blood and seafood red.

"Ying Long, let me see how you have grown over the years, dare to say such a big thing. ”

"Boom~"

A roaring sound erupted without warning, as if countless heaven and earth spiritual qi were ignited in an instant, but what erupted was not a flame, and the invisible ripples spread out, all turning into a surging tide of blood.

Between heaven and earth, the appearance suddenly changed.

One moment, it was still suspended in the air, shrouded in a glimmer of light, and the next moment, in the boundless sea of blood, under his feet, around, in front of him, and behind him, there was a slimy fluctuating sound, like a world composed of blood, looking around, only the color of blood red.

As far as the eye could see, bubbles bubbled out, and then they disappeared, and only the smell of the essence of blood was incomparably fragrant.

"Gurgling Gurgling ~ ~"

A strange voice suddenly came into Zhang Fan's ears, but it was not from outside, but from the inside of his body.

"Ho~"

Zhang Fan's face changed greatly, he exhaled, and the golden-red flames instantly spread all over his body, and the huge body of the three-legged golden crow loomed behind him, covered by a great warmth, and the strange sound slowly fell.

- Bloodflow!

It was the sound of blood concentrating, thickening, and then rushing out, which, if left unchecked, could even condense all the blood around him in an instant, and force it out of his body.

At that time, it was time for him to fall.

Zhang Fan is not without encountering an immortal cultivator who cultivates blood supernatural powers, and when he was still in the foundation building period, he once confronted a person.

Now it is different, the blood divine power of the Blood God Son has reached the peak, and it can invisibly attract the ontological blood of him, a monk who is a monk, and its terrifying level is far beyond what that person could match back then.

Being able to silently attract and control the blood flow of a monk without a trace is no longer a magical power in the Dan period.

Not only that, what made Zhang Fan's expression solemn was that at that moment, his induction of the outside world was also isolated by this boundless sea of blood, whether it was the three Yin brothers or the old gambler, they all disappeared from his field of vision.

Only Mo Ling, although he can't see it, he can clearly perceive its location because of the relationship between his heart and blood.

In an instant, I fell into the disadvantage, and what is even more terrifying is that this feeling is familiar.

The remnants of the battlefield of Tianzhu Mountain decades ago, the small test of the cattle knife of the Nine Shadows Ancestor of Heishui Lake, and the small barren mountain, the ascetic people practiced the Yuanying supernatural power, the kind of great supernatural power that changed the heavens and the earth, turned the virtual into reality, and changed the world, suddenly emerged from Zhang Fan's mind.

"Yuan Infant Divine Power?"

"No!~ No!"

In an instant, Zhang Fan immediately calmed down.

"That's not right!"

At this moment, the sound of a surging wave suddenly came from his right side.

Looking back, you can see the rolling sea of blood, as if it has been split by the momentum of ten thousand jun, cracking out a gap that has been leading to the void, and among them, a blood-colored dragon head emerges.

"Roar~"

With a hideous face, a heaven-shattering beast roar, accompanied by a bloody breath that was smoking, a blood dragon, like a dragon out of the water, dragged the winding blood-solidified, reddish-brown dragon body, wrapped in a huge amount of blood, and rushed out.

In an instant, the strong wind was blowing, the dragon's head was close at hand, and a blood-colored aura of erosive power covered the blood waves, and the head was covered.

Suddenly calmed down, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and at the same time, a round of red words rose from behind him.

In the red, the mirror reflection looms, and the sturdy body of the blood dragon is reflected, and the scales are clearly visible.

- Great Treasure Book!

The power of the eternal source of fire poured down like a waterfall, rushing along his arm, straight out.

Following the momentum, Zhang Fan's palm was bent like a dragon's claw, facing the blood wave of the blood dragon, and he poked out from afar.

In an instant, a dragon roar pierced through everything and soared straight into the sky.

Roaring and entwining, the Nine Flame Dragons suddenly broke off the barrier.

At Zhang Fan's palm, nine dragon heads grinded against each other, groaning, and rushed out, and behind them, nine dragon tails that were side by side ended in his palm.

The monstrous momentum, the blazing heat, and the power that burned everything were for-Nine Flame Dragons!

After many years, the most essential supernatural spell in the Nine Flame Dragon Balls has reappeared in Zhang Fan's hands.

With the cultivation of the Dan period, he finally brought into full play the power of the supernatural power that can only be exerted by borrowing the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, and the sound of the Nine Flame Flame Dragon passing through the place was in his ears.

Under the dragon's body, ten zhang away, like a blood-red curtain, was cut by a sharp blade, revealing a different color underneath.

At this moment, it was as if a person who was about to suffocate suddenly smelled the freshness of the air from the cracked stones.

Zhang Fan's expression suddenly moved, and suddenly a color appeared.

At the same time, the furious Nine Flame Dragon and the bloody Blood Dragon collided head-on, and the wave of blood sea wrapped around the Blood Dragon was steamed into a boundless blood mist as early as the moment it came into contact, diffusing all around, making people feel the truth.

"Huh?"

A sound of surprise came, and before Zhang Fan's gaze had penetrated the blood mist, he felt a light in his hand, the power of the fire source surged, and the sound of a happy dragon roar resounded in the sky.

As if the barrier had suddenly been lost, the nine-fire flame dragon was raging, the sky was full of blood, transpiring and turning into mist, and in the blood mist, the body of the nine-headed dragon loomed, as if chasing something!

"Boom!"

Zhang Fan concentrated, sensed it, and then drank softly, overshadowing all the dragon groans.

The Nine Flame Dragons burst open in response, as if a big hole had been violently exploded in the sky, and the Yuan Magnetic Glimmer was put in, and it was immediately swallowed by the blood-colored clouds and mist, and the heavens and the earth returned to a bloody color.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's face was not surprised and rejoiced, and showed a smile.

With the self-detonation of the Nine Flame Flame Dragon, a muffled snort also came, and after that, the voice of the Blood God Son came into his ears again.

"Ying Long, this son has underestimated you!"

"I didn't expect you, a wasted person, to have a time to regain your strength. ”

Zhang Fan remained still, his eyes were slightly closed, and he said indifferently: "There are still many things you don't know, wait for this seat to let you see it from beginning to end." ”

Before the words fell, he turned around, pinched the beak like a bird with five fingers of one hand, and shot out.

A black cry rang out, and the three-legged golden wufa fit into the body, and then the golden-red flame broke out, and a vivid golden-red flame three-legged black flew out of his hand and pounced forward.

There, at some point, the sea of blood rolled, condensed into a palm, grabbed it, and the blood-colored spiritual light between the five fingers shot out silently.

The blood light and the flame triumph collided violently, annihilating each other, erupting into fine ripples of destruction, and within the range, all the sea of blood was torn apart, as if a black hole appeared, absorbing the blood all over the sky.

"If oil floats in the water, it will be all oil, and the essence will be water. ”

"You must know, water for water, oil for oil, he is towards water and oil, and it is the way to heaven!"

"Blood God Son, your hand, you have to bluff those who have never seen the world, bring it to this seat to sacrifice ugliness, and get an axe in the class!"

Zhang Fan disdained it in his mouth, but the movements in his hands never stopped, turning over and over, a copper seal flew up, as if there was an invisible big hand holding it, and it was covered with a bang.

- Lock the Sky Seal!

"Earth, water, wind and fire ~ town!"

The clear voice spread all over the sea of blood, turning the clouds and rain, the sea of blood was fragrant, everything was suppressed!

(To be continued)