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Eight hundred and sixtieth IX phase fried (three)

As soon as Shura finished speaking, a blood column spurted out from his chest, suffered a severe injury, and staggered and fell to the ground.

He stood up, and with a wow, another mouthful of blood spurted out, looking at Shura with anger.

Shura held the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife, licked his tongue, and sneered coldly: "Although I don't know why this is the case, when I fought with your son, I unexpectedly discovered that my skills seemed to have a counterproductive effect on your Rakshasa clan."

"And you shouldn't make the previous mistakes. We are all blood cultivators. It's fine to let the other party's blood qi enter your body. If you don't clear the blood qi, you will compete with the other party for true qi. Old Rakshasa, you have been hiding for so many years and have been stupid in your mind!"

Before, he was hit by Shura with a blood-clotting star slash. The Rakshasa King lost his defense and was hit by a blood light. Although he did not have much damage, he was penetrated by Shura's blood energy. After that, the attack like a storm made him not have time to clear it, so he ignored it.

Now when you are competing for the true qi magical powers and cannot be careless at all, Shura urges the magical powers and blood qi to intervene, which immediately caused the Rakshasa King to suffer a great loss.

At this moment, the blood energy had already spread to his whole body, and the strength of King Rakshasa compared to Shura has not reached a qualitative change. It is not so easy to force it out at this time.

"Don't think..."

The Rakshasa King wanted to say something harsh, but as soon as he said that, a blood shadow flashed. Shura had already arrived in front of him, swept across, and kicked him out directly.

It blasted into the strata and rushed out a chasm, the earth cracked and fell layer by layer. The Rakshasa King collapsed countless mountains before he stopped.

Shura soared into the air and flew towards him, shouting loudly: "In the past, you asked your son to use my demon clan as a slave to kill him, have you ever thought that there would be today?"

He jumped high, fell down with a knife, and rushed towards the Zi Mansion of the Rakshasa king.

King Rakshasa rolled over with difficulty and avoided the murderous attack, but still could not dodge completely. He was slashed half of his body by a knife, and flew out with a miserable scream.

"Blood Hedgehog!"

As soon as Shura raised his hand and stretched his five fingers, countless sharp thorns appeared on the body of Rakshasa, like a huge hedgehog, and then the sharp thorns were broken and blood columns rushed out.

"Drinking blood in the long river!"

The five fingers held the virtual grip and turned into a blood-colored vortex, and the vast ocean of blood and energy flew over from the Rakshasa King.

"ah!"

The Rakshasa King roared, trying to break free from the interference of blood qi, but how could he do it at this moment? The blood demon at their level would be lost if he was careless.

He lost the opportunity and had no choice but to let Shura's blood and energy intervene in magical powers and let him do his best.

Seeing that the army was already defeated and it was difficult to turn the sky, suddenly, a ray of thunder hit and blood appeared. The power of the heavenly way is indescribable. It was bombarded by the Rakshasa King and interrupted Shura's casting.

Seeing that the blood and energy intervention was cut off, King Rakshasa suddenly thought of something, let out a wave of roar, and tried his best to activate his true energy, making the breath even more terrifying.

Such behavior was like a provocation to the way of heaven. In an instant, another dragon rumbled over and directly hit the Rakshasa King, making his blood flow out like a fountain, which was terrible.

Taking advantage of the illness, Shura did not care about the other party's situation at this moment, so he hurriedly raised his hand to continue to use the power of Long River Drinking Blood, and constantly absorbed the blood and energy of the Rakshasa King.

But this time, it was far less comfortable than before, and the intervention of the blood and energy of the Rakshasa King had obviously weakened.

"boom!"

Another thunder thunder bombed, and the Rakshasa king's flesh and blood flew everywhere, blurred, and his breath trembled, making him even more unbearable.

However, under the bombardment of the sky thunder, the blood-drinking magical power of the long river was separated again. When Shura used his magical powers again, he found that the blood and energy left in the body of the Rakshasa King had disappeared.

A generation of evil people are naturally not so weak. Although they know that the heavenly thunder is powerful, they have no choice but to take risks at this moment. The Rakshasa King induced the power of heavenly thunder and refined all the Asura blood and energy in his body.

"Do you think this will work? Naive!"

Shura sneered, aroused his breath, and it was thriving, which made the world lose its color and stronger than before.

Many mysterious methods of cultivation flashed through my mind, all of which were the experience of Rakshasa King’s cultivation. At this moment, with the absorbed blood and energy, they entered Shura’s mind bit by bit.

Not to mention that King Rakshasa was seriously injured, even if he returned to Quansheng at this moment, he would probably have to do it at least half a pound.

"Old Ghost of Rakshasa, go and accompany your son and say goodbye to this world!" Shura shouted loudly, urging his true energy. The evil Buddha of blood behind him laughed strangely, and the blood-colored Zen stick in his hand also triggered a terrible force to prepare for attack.

"ah!"

The Rakshasa King screamed in pain, and a blood-colored divine bead flew out. It was his Immortal King's Divine Weapon. This magic weapon is said to be the Immortal King's Divine Weapon, but it has been soaked in the sea of ​​blood for many years and has undergone great changes. It is powerful and powerful.

"The Blood Sea Cycle Rotation Formation!"

With a wild roar, the Rakshasa King exploded with a bang, turning into infinite blood mist. This was not death, but turning the body's nothingness into blood and energy forever, which attracted countless blood and energy to cover millions of meters in a radius.

Shura, who was shrouded in it, felt a flash in front of him, and he had lost the trace of Rakshasa King. Looking at the red area in all directions, he could no longer see everything in the world, as if he was isolated.

"Rakshasa King, do you think you will be useful in this way? Naive!"

Shura laughed loudly, raised his hand and activated the method of absorbing blood qi to break the move. But after trying it, he unexpectedly found that his magical power could not absorb the blood mist.

"Do you think it's useful?" The voice of Rakshasa King came from the Void Blood World, illusory: "This time, no one can save you. Let you feel the horror of the sea of ​​blood!"

Amid a burst of crazy laughter, blood mist churned everywhere, like a tide of stars. After a moment, I suddenly heard a shout of killing, which shocked the earth.

Shura looked around and was shocked. The sea of ​​blood was churning around him, and it was no longer in the giant wilderness, but in the sea of ​​blood.

In the swelling blood mist, countless figures rushed from all directions, and they all looked like the Rakshasa clan.

Shura's skilled man was brave and snorted coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost, can you want to kill me with your group of lowly tribe members like dogs? It's so stupid."

Shura jumped high and slashed with one sword. In an instant, countless casualties and corpses were everywhere. Those Rakshasa clan members were the strongest, and they were not as strong as the eight Rakshasa marshals of the past. How could they block Shura's butcher's knife?

However, after this sword fell, Shura stood there with a shocked look on his face. He suddenly realized that he could not recover after using his true energy. His spiritual sense swept through all directions, and was shocked to find that although he had countless blood and energy, he was incompatible with him and could not absorb and use it at all.

The laughter of Rakshasa King came again, illusory: "This is a world built with a large array, connected to the sea of ​​blood. No one can use the true energy except me. Don't say that you are the immortal king, even the emperor will use one point to reduce one point. When your true energy is exhausted, you will know what life is worse than death."

Shura took a deep breath and sneered: "If you want to consume me, take action yourself and use your tribe members to consume it. Your Rakshasa tribe is probably going to be ready to exterminate the clan."

King Rakshasa immediately laughed: "You are wrong! Have you ever heard that the Blood Sea is not going to work and the River Styx will not die. In fact, that is not everything. The real control of the Blood Sea is in my hands, and my elder brother only controls 30%."

"As long as the sea of ​​blood is still there, I will not die. As long as I do not die, I can use the sea of ​​blood to resurrect all the dead tribes. My Rakshasa tribe is the strongest race in the world, and the witch tribe is just a joke!"

It is not a false statement to say that it is the strongest race. Unfortunately, this is just a joke in Shura's eyes. Blood Shadow pointed at the sky: "You don't have any other skills, but you are the best in the world to brag. You are so powerful, why don't you resurrect those eight Rakshasa Marshals?"

This sentence made the void quiet, and King Rakshasa could not refute it. In fact, even he had been puzzled by the matter.

The Rakshasa tribe is different from other tribes. Through the Sea of ​​Blood, the dead tribes can be resurrected, but every resurrection will hurt the fundamentals and greatly reduce its strength. Although it can also be healed through the Sea of ​​Blood, it can be extremely difficult and takes a long time.

Generally, after the death of the Rakshasa tribe, the soul of the Rakshasa tribe will return to the sea of ​​blood and then be resurrected. After all, the Rakshasa king is not Nuwa, and there is no way to create humans out of thin air.

But whether it is Prince Rakshasa or Marshal of Rakshasa, or other Rakshasa tribes, no soul of the Rakshasa tribe who died at Shura's hands, returns to the sea of ​​blood. Making these people truly die is also a great regret for Rakshasa King.

At this time, Shura asked him a question, which made him lose confidence and could not guarantee whether he could really be resurrected.

But at this moment, thinking that these are useless, killing Shura is the right thing to do.

The loss of soul may be related to being absorbed by Shura. If this is true, as long as he is killed, those souls should come back.

During this life, the Rakshasa King no longer thought about this and kept teleporting his clan members here through his supernatural powers.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to take action by himself, but that he can’t take action. In such a state, it’s difficult for the other party to get out of trouble, but it’s difficult for him to attack himself.

If you can still use the clone method to attack normally, but you cannot do so at this moment. Not only are you seriously injured, but you also have to concentrate on dealing with it because of the continuous drop of the thunder of heavenly punishment.

It seems that Shura is trapped, but he himself is also attacked from both sides, which is quite uncomfortable.

"Boom!"

At this time, the Rakshasa King had already activated his cultivation to the extreme, causing the divine thunder of heavenly punishment to continue to fall, which was extremely tragic.

"It's hard to deal with the enemy from both sides!"

Shura's heart moved, and he had already thought of it. He shook the Blood Shadow's Blade and sneered: "If it were someone else, I'm afraid there would be no way to deal with you, but unfortunately you met me."

"For me, these people of your tribe are the best source of true energy!"

With a big hand, I sucked all the dead Rakshasa clan before, and then condensed the excess blood and energy, and slashed it in one sword. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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