"It's a pity, do you know who is going to deal with you?" The old ancestor of the blood decided to use words to confuse Yin Shengzhi's mind.

"It's always just some native chickens and tiles," Yin Shengzhi smiled faintly: "My great power belongs to him!"

This sentence made the old ancestor stunned and couldn't appreciate it.

The Great Qi in Zhongtu is different from Luoba. Since ancient times, the most powerful force in the Great Qi in Zhongtu is by no means an individual, nor is it any cultivation sect. Even if this rest sect is so powerful that a group of gods cannot do it!

The most powerful one is the emperor and the court!

The so-called emperor, as the name suggests, is the son of the heaven, or the son of the heavenly emperor.

In short, it is higher than the person of all gods on the earth. It ruled hundreds of millions of people, millions of strong troops, and its fortune is like mountains and seas, and its prosperity is like a despair.

No powerful practitioner, even the sect of cultivation, dares to directly oppose him!

Even if it is the great catastrophe of Middle Earth, the Great Qi declines, and the dragon energy has long been divided.

However, under the profound influence over thousands of years, few people dare to say such things as great power belongs to themselves.

There is like Roba, countless small countries are divided and the royal power is declining, and it is impossible to compare with Daqi.

In addition, the rise of mages is even more overwhelming than all power, and there is an increasingly domineering attitude of no other than me.

With a moment of savor, the remaining blood ancestor became a little lost.

However, at this moment, Yin Shengzhi had already taken the lead: "Go to die!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, thunder flashed. The thunder as thick as a child's arm hit the tornado transformed by the remaining blood ancestor...

Even the old ancestor with residual blood almost screamed, and a large area of ​​dirty divine blood that formed the tornado actually evaporated.

This is the soul and Dharma image of the old ancestor who has retained blood. At this moment, so much has evaporated, which is at least equivalent to the fact that his practice has been gone for more than ten years, and he was shocked and angry.

"Pure Yang Power!"

Even the old ancestor with a residual blood was frightened when exposed to this power.

However, when he realized that the tornado unfolded into an endless sea of ​​blood, towards Yin Shengzhi's drowning.

Two more thunders roared down, and each thunder would evaporate a large sea of ​​blood. Every sea of ​​blood was the soul magic power of the remaining blood ancestor!

In a blink of an eye, the magic power of the remaining blood ancestor who had been practicing for decades was evaporated and disappeared.

However, he believed that as long as the sea of ​​blood was submerged, even if Yin Shengzhi was powerful, he would turn into blood and die.

However, the sea of ​​blood was blocked by a circle of light, and then the castle of Hell fell from the sky to block the endless sea of ​​blood.

At the same time, two more thunders shot over.

"So it's really a Dharma image..."

The remaining blood ancestor shouted loudly. At this moment, five consecutive thunder bombardments, almost half of his blood sea soul evaporated, and nearly a hundred years of practice had been gone.

Last time, I was lucky enough to think that the Hell Castle that Yin Shengzhi used might be just a magic weapon, or a large array prepared in advance, etc. In short, there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.

However, now, even if there is an opportunity, there is no chance for the remaining blood ancestor.

He could no longer hold on, and at least a hundred years of cultivation turned into nothingness. If he could not break the defense of the Hell Castle in a short period of time, then the remaining blood ancestor would be completely finished when he was hit by thunder a few more times!

Almost as soon as he saw the Hell Castle come out, the remaining blood ancestor knew that he could not kill Yin Shengzhi. After a strange scream, the sea of ​​blood gathered, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a blood rainbow, flying without a trace.

Yin Shengzhi stood silent for a while, without saying a word. He sighed quietly for a long time, it was so dangerous!

The Hell Castle gathered and turned into a second soul, stood beside him, and then said, "Yes, it's so dangerous. If this guy insisted on it for a while, the Hell Castle would not be able to stop it..."

The corrosive power of the dirty divine blood is amazing. After all, the Hell Castle has only been repaired on the first and second floors. If you hold on for a while, you may not be able to hold on directly.

Fortunately, the five magic crystals exerted great power and turned into thunder to beat the remaining blood ancestor away.

"The loss is huge, and the market value of the five magic crystals is 2,000 hardware yuan."

"The Hell Castle was also corroded, and it seems that it will be repaired. It is estimated that two magic crystals will be needed!"

"So, the battle with this guy costed three or four thousand gold. Sure enough, war is just about burning money! Fortunately, I can still afford it..."

If the escaping old ancestor had heard Yin Shengzhi's words, he would be so angry that he vomited blood again.

He is a master of soul!

If anyone can ask him to do it once, the price will be at least hundreds of thousands of dollars... It depends on whether he is happy...

At this moment, Yin Shengzhi was thinking that the old ancestor of the remaining blood revealed his voice, as if someone really wanted to deal with me behind him. Who is it?

I just returned to Daqi, and not many people offended, except for the Eastern Japanese, there are not many people who have interests. Could it be...

Just because Chen Mingchuan's victory in the future can he help me offend people based on my bed's words?

These sentences just show that I have entered Chen Mingchuan's vision or within the scope of his heir's investigation.

Chen Mingchuan’s heroism for the rest of his life, how could he let me be his heir hastily and recklessly? These guys are so impatient and stupid!

At this moment, Yin Shengzhi had already vaguely guessed it and felt a little headache.

"Forget it, let's leave this matter to Chen Mingshuai. I will only report back to the attack..."

Although Wanling County is under the command of the Governor's Office in the Southeast, it is already in Jiangbei, close to the hinterland of the Central Plains, and not far from the territory of the Governor's Office in the Zhongzhou.

It was originally a thoroughfare, bustling and prosperous place.

However, the relationship between the Southeast Governor and the Zhongzhou Governor Yang Zhuhu has not been very good in recent years. For some interests, the two sides have fought several verbal lawsuits in the court.

Under the intentional or unintentional obstruction of the official, the trade exchanges between Southeast and Zhongzhou became bumpy.

Coupled with the decline of the raw silk trade, Wanling has long lost its former prosperity.

However, today, Wanling County is very lively with lights and decorations.

Even the Shili Pavilion outside the city gate has already built a colorful shed and a newly built concrete road.

From the county magistrate, officials from all over the world gathered neatly, as if they were welcoming important figures.

Usually, only if the Shangguan comes to inspect or if an imperial envoy arrives, this is the way to behave.

However, this time it was different. Because this time they were greeting Yin Shengzhi's return home...

So much so that Yin Shengzhi's relatives and friends were waiting in the crowd.

Although the sun is big, at least it can be built with a shed, so people with status and face can enjoy the cool air, and even have thoughtful refreshments.
Chapter completed!