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Chapter 357 Asura Demon King

"Dragon Muscle and Phoenix Bone Fruit? Yes, you actually know that the Dragon Muscle and Phoenix Bone Fruit exists in my blood sea. But you are killing people in my blood sea. It must be impossible to get the Dragon Muscle and Phoenix Bone Fruit. Human boy, you must die."

!" Looking at Qin Lang with a fierce look, the clone of the Blood God Son said with a cruel expression, this is in the Netherworld Blood Sea, so he did not hide the killing in his heart at all, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring.

When the voice fell, the Blood God Son turned into a residual light, fierce and fierce, and rushed directly towards Qin Lang.

With a tight gaze, Qin Lang did not dare to be careless when facing the clone of the Blood God Son of the Ancestor Styx. In a hurry, he collected the Tianluo Blood Transformation Sword and summoned the Immortal Killing Sword directly, intending to use the Immortal Killing Sword to compete with it.

With the mysterious treasures of heaven and earth, the black and yellow exquisite tower protecting his body, Qin Lang has no worries, so when fighting the clone of the Son of Blood, Qin Lang can attack with all his strength and is fearless.

"Whoosh..."

How powerful is the Immortal Killing Sword? When Qin Lang danced in his hand to meet the clone of the Son of Blood, the mountains and rivers changed color in an instant. The originally undulating Nether Sea of ​​Blood immediately seemed to be turned upside down, with huge waves surging into the sky and endless blood evil.

The aura enveloped the surroundings, biting people's hearts and souls.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother and the Blood God Son's clone never expected that Qin Lang would have such a powerful weapon in his hand. Not only that, the exquisite swordsmanship was even more awe-inspiring. Even if the Blood God Son's clone was powerful, they did not dare to test it lightly.

"Pengpeng..."

The Immortal Killing Sword locked onto the clone of the Blood God Son, and slashed directly at him with the power of destroying the sky, filled with blood.

No matter what, the Blood God Son was a clone made by the Ancestor Styx, and he had some inheritance from the Ancestor Styx, so when he realized the viciousness carried on the edge of the Immortal Killing Sword, he immediately got out of the way.

With one strike in the air, the heaven-defying sword light of the Zhuxian Sword slashed hard at the Netherworld Blood Sea. Incredibly, the Zhuxian Sword actually cut a crack in the Netherworld Blood Sea, causing the seawater to split uncontrollably to both sides, spreading for hundreds of thousands of people.

inside.

This scene shocked both the Nine Son Ghost Mother and the Blood God Son clone. They never expected that Qin Lang's attack would be so fierce, which completely overturned their understanding.

"The Immortal Killing Sword... Human boy, you are holding the Immortal Killing Sword in your hand!!!" After three breaths of silence, the clone of the Blood God Son looked at Qin Lang in surprise, and said with a tense face, he recognized what Qin Lang was holding.

The sword he is holding tightly is not an ordinary fairy sword, but the legendary Zhuxian Sword.

"You have some eyesight, and you can even recognize the Immortal Killing Sword. Not bad. Don't you want to kill me? Then show your strength, otherwise even if you are the clone of the Blood God Son of the Ancestor Styx, I will make you both physically and spiritually.

Destroy!" Holding the Immortal Killing Sword, Qin Lang looked at the clone of the Son of Blood with a nonchalant look and said fearlessly.

The clone of the Blood God Son has never been so provoked. In the sea of ​​blood, he is an unparalleled existence. Except for the ancestor of Styx, no one will take him seriously, including the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who is like an ant in his eyes.

existence, so when he heard Qin Lang's threat, how could he swallow his breath? His face became fierce, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he directly killed Qin Lang with overwhelming blood.

"Whoosh..."

"Pengpeng..."

Next, there was a fierce fight between Qin Lang and the clone of the Son of Blood, which made Ling Yan, Ling'er and others in the jade plate of creation thrill and sigh.

Like the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, the Blood God Son is just a clone of the Ancestor Styx. To be precise, he is just a body with a soul that survives. The body's defense is strong, but the soul's defense is fragile. Therefore, under Qin Lang's soul attack, it is very difficult to

Come on, the Blood God Son's clone is in a terrible state. Even if his strength is stronger than Qin Lang, he can't display all of it.

It is conceivable that in less than three sticks of incense, Qin Lang unexpectedly brutally killed the Blood God Son's clone in front of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, just like he had killed the Nine Sons before.

Under the Immortal Killing Sword, the clone of the Blood God Son was directly chopped into two halves, and then annihilated in ashes.

When he really saw this scene, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother was shocked and turned pale. He didn't expect Qin Lang to be so terrifying, and he had no scruples. He even dared to kill the clone of the Blood God Son of the Ancestor Styx. For a moment,

The whole person was completely shocked and didn't seem to know what to say.

"Nine Sons Ghost Mother, do you still want to kill me now?" Standing in the air above the sea of ​​blood, Qin Lang held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, exuding a strong murderous aura, like a killing god, looking at the Nine Sons Ghost Mother like this

When he questioned me, he became murderous.

"Boy, you dare to kill the clone of the Blood God Son of Ancestor Styx. I think you are tired of living. Don't say I will do it today. Even if I don't do it, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!" With something to rely on, Jiuzi

The ghost mother just stared at Qin Lang coldly, as if looking at a cold corpse, and her words were deep and quiet without any extra emotion.

Having already killed the Blood God Son's clone, Qin Lang didn't pay attention to the threat of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother at all, and said with a slight sneer: "Really? You want to kill me too? You're talking nonsense!"

"Hmph, you still dare to be arrogant at this time."

With a disdainful snort, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother looked cruelly at Qin Lang's arrogance and continued: "You should know that the ancestor of Styx has 480 million Blood God Son clones, and you killed one of the Blood God Son clones to treat him

It has no impact at all, but what you would never expect is that these 480 million clones of the Son of Blood are connected by origin. In other words, if you kill one of them, the remaining 479 million blood

The Son of God is your enemy. Don’t say that your cultivation level is not as good as mine. Even if you are better than me, so what? Who among the saints is the opponent of the Styx Ancestor? Ignorant human boy, you are just waiting to die.

Bar!"

Originally, Qin Lang was very calm, but when he heard what the Nine Sons Ghost Mother said, he took a breath of cold air. It was hard to imagine the consequences of going against the 480 million Blood God Son clones. It was unimaginable.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother did not finish her words. When she saw Qin Lang's face changed drastically when he heard her words, she continued: "You offended Da Fentian, the apprentice of the Ancestor Minghe on Fentian Island, and now you have destroyed Mingtian."

Ancestor He’s clone of Blood God Son, no one in the world can save you. Even if you repent now, it’s probably too late, and you will only die!”

He was restless, and he had to admit that what the Nine Sons Ghost Mother said had a great impact on Qin Lang, so much so that his face turned pale and he was trembling.

Even so, if his momentum weakens at this time, he may really have no choice but to die in the sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang raised his arms and looked at the Nine Sons Ghost Mother with sharp eyes: "Humph, don't be alarmist, I, Qin Lang, am not scared. But even if I offend the ancestor of Styx, so what? I'm afraid you are

Those who cannot be seen, Nine Sons Ghost Mother, suffer death!"

Before that, Qin Lang wanted to kill the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, but he was willing to risk everything anyway, and he just kept doing nothing. What would happen even if he broke the news?

"Hmph, do you really think you can kill me? Arrogant boy, let me show you my true strength!" Faced with Qin Lang's arrogance, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother was very unhappy.

While speaking, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother waved her big hand, and suddenly, with Qin Lang's body as the center, countless evil spirits appeared, baring their teeth and claws, roaring fiercely, and making a sensational sound.

Qin Lang was surprised by the sudden appearance of so many powerful evil spirits. Originally, he thought that the masters of the Asura clan were hiding in the sea of ​​blood. But now, looking at it, these seemingly human beings are not the Asura clan at all, but the Nine Ghosts.

A master controlled by his mother.

In the sea of ​​​​netherworld and blood, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother relies on these forces to dominate.

At this moment, these evil spirits are all ready to attack. The number cannot be counted. A rough estimate is that there are at least hundreds of thousands or millions, so that the shadows of evil ghosts are everywhere as far as the naked eye can see. It is difficult to imagine that such

There are so many evil ghosts surrounding me, let alone actual killings, even being surrounded by them makes me shudder.

The evil ghosts and spirits bowed to the Nine Sons Ghost Mother and were extremely respectful. It seemed that as long as she gave an order, these evil ghosts would immediately pounce on Qin Lang and tear Qin Lang into pieces.

Taking a breath of cold air, Qin Lang felt a storm in his heart, but even so, he was still fearless. Living in the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth, these evil ghosts could not threaten him at all.

"Qin Lang, the power of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother is too powerful, and those who know the current affairs are heroes. You should go back to the space artifact to hide for a while, and don't conflict with them head-on!" As always, Ling Yan was afraid of Qin Lang's accident, so she spoke softly.

.

"So what if I hide in the space artifact? I will face you sooner or later, Yan'er, don't worry, I can't die. Although there are many evil ghosts, they can't threaten me at all!" Qin Lang said coldly with an indifferent expression.

, while speaking, Qin Lang directly activated the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth suspended above his head.

In an instant, with Qin Lang's body as the center, powerful Xuanhuang power was emitted all around. Under the shroud of Xuanhuang power, all the ghosts within 10,000 meters close to Qin Lang's body were as if Xuanbing had encountered a strange fire.

Any ability to resist is annihilated in ashes.

"Hey, how is this possible? This, how is this possible..."

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother originally wanted to use this to kill Qin Lang. After all, there were countless evil ghosts within the scope of her control. However, Qin Lang's power and weirdness were unexpected, so he slaughtered countless of them without making a sound.

The countless evil ghosts, it must be said, made the Nine Sons Ghost Mother feel so frightened that it was difficult to accept it.

"The Black and Yellow Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth? I never thought that you, a weak immortal in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, would actually have the rare treasures of heaven and earth. It's unbelievable!"

Suddenly, in the void, an imposing middle-aged man appeared without any warning, and looked at Qin Lang condescendingly, unfazed.

When she heard this voice, Jiuzi Ghost Mother trembled, and then she said respectfully: "Senior Brother Zizai Tianboxun, why are you here?"

"Hmph, this ignorant human dares to kill Master's Blood God Son clone. I'm here to take him in!" To speak bluntly, Zi Zai Tianbo Xun said with a cold voice. The look he was looking at Qin Lang was like looking at a corpse.

Corpse.

"What? This is Zizai Tianboxun? Oh my God, why is he here?" Ling'er, who was holding his breath, was horrified and terrified in the jade dish of creation.

"Ling'er, do you know him?" he asked subconsciously, Qin Lang asked puzzledly.

"Zizai Tianboxun, the great disciple of Ancestor Styx, the legendary Demon King Asura is him..."


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