Life Script: The Villain of Destiny

"Impossible, absolutely impossible,"

One of them, the strong blood clan roared in horror.

What did he see, he saw this human race's pride.

Unexpectedly, with one punch and one palm, the same kind who were in the Dao state were beaten into blood mist.

It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable...

This simply overturned the cognition of all blood races.

Even the young patriarch of their blood clan is not so outrageous.

Su Chen heard the words and looked at the remaining three blood races.

With disdain in his eyes, he said lightly:

"He Dao Realm? It's just ants."

"I'm tired of playing the game of cat and mouse, it's time to send the three of you to heaven,"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three strong blood clans immediately panicked.

With the fall of the two Hedao blood clans, the remaining three blood clans have no confidence in themselves.

This is a very scary thing, three blood races in the realm of harmony.

He even felt fearful towards a human race who only had the realm of transforming gods.

They also didn't have time to be afraid, because Su Chen made a move.

I saw the surge of mana on Su Chen's body, and a large amount of black mana gathered in the palm of his hand.

Pushed out with one palm.

It was as if a corner of the sky was missing, and the entire sky was covered.

Coupled with the effect of the sky-swallowing black hole, these three blood monks in the Dao realm couldn't move at all.

Like a monkey in the Buddha Kingdom in its palm, it can never escape the Wuzhi Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha.

The current situation is no different from what they just accepted.

The whole person was trapped in place by an invisible force.

Can't move at all, or mobilize the whole body's mana to defend.

Or be willing to die.

The question is, who wants to be caught without a fight?

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will definitely resist with all their strength.

So a blood monk stood up and roared:
"I really don't know what the two of you are afraid of. The three of us at the Dao state can't beat him at the state of transformation?"

Another blood clan in the Dao realm immediately echoed and said:
"That's right, as long as the three of us can work together, even if we can't kill the opponent, we can still beat back the genius of the human race."

"The sky is big and the earth is big, this little life will not be lost here," said another monk.

The lifespan of the blood race is very long, but it does not mean that they are not afraid of death.

Let's put it this way, people who live longer are actually more afraid of death.

They fear the situation where they don't know anything and they are somewhere between being and not being.

Who wants to die as long as they can live.

This is a very philosophical question.

It's just that the resistance of these three people, in Su Chen's view, is simply the claws of ants holding up their hands.

doesn't make any sense.

I saw the seal of the demon king above the sky, covering it down. .

The magic flame is surging, and its power is as vast as the sea.

A palm fell, directly together with the three powerful blood clans in the Dao realm.

It was directly suppressed on the ground.

Rumble! ! ?
Thousands of miles of dust filled the sky.

On the ground, a huge handprint suddenly appeared.

Countless houses and countless trees have all broken the remaining prestige generated by this palm.

These houses are basically made of cement concrete.

For monks, it is not much better than paper.

Unless you have enchantment protection...

Here comes the question, will the blood race that occupied Yinghuo City consume spirit stones to activate formations?
Obviously this is impossible...

The resources in the small world of blood, except for some captive monsters, can be described as barren.

Therefore, after they came to another world, their primary purpose was to burn, kill, loot, and collect all the cultivation resources in their pockets.

After getting rid of these three blood clans in the Dao realm, Su Chen walked in the sky.

Seeing the high-level Huashen, he pointed out it casually.

The lasing black light directly pierced the opponent's head.

Within the enchantment range covered by the sky-swallowing black hole, the strength of the blood race has been greatly reduced.

Even the mana in the body will be slowed down.

Another way to describe it is that the water that flows smoothly is suddenly frozen.

Half is water, half is ice slag.

Xue Qingluan is also frantically working hard to hunt and kill these blood clans.

Her speed is very fast, flickering in the building like an afterimage.

As long as you see a blood race, you will slash with a sword.

The formed sword light will be destroyed together with the buildings.

In other words, go to hell with your bunker.

In addition, five or six hundred evil spirits swept across the entire Yinghuo City.

The Nascent Soul blood clan with a lower realm is no match for these vicious ghosts.

The bitten souls became soulless bodies.

They fell silently on the street, among the houses, among the ruins.

A few hours later, all the blood races still in Yinghuo City were cleared.

Su Chen put away all the corpses of these blood clans. Although it is useless now, it will definitely be useful in the future.

Plan ahead and prevent problems before they happen.

In any case, there is no harm in putting these corpses away.

Following the kamikaze eagle, he waved his arms.

Above the sky, a golden light flashed.

In the bloody small world, the patriarchs of the six clans united temporarily.

As long as they have a common enemy, no matter what kind of hatred they had before, they can temporarily put it aside.

Fight the enemy with each other and fight against the enemy together.

This is the case for the vampires in the small world of septic blood.

On a huge round table, sat the patriarchs of six clans.

One of the patriarchs said:
"The vanguard has been damaged by 80.00%, and even Ter has fallen. This shows...they encountered a counterattack from creatures from another world."

"I want to ask, what do you think of this matter?"

Another patriarch sarcastically said softly:
"What's the point? Let me tell you... directly launching a war against another world, either you die or I die."

"As long as there is war, our blood race will become stronger and stronger, and our blood race will be the victor!"

The patriarch continued:

"Don't forget, according to the prophecy... this is the chance for our blood race to stand up and be the master. This is the only chance for our blood race to rise."

"If you guys are afraid of death, then continue to hide in the world of septic blood. I will lead the whole clan to launch a war against the other world!!"

As the words fell, the eyes of the other five patriarchs flickered.

One after another sound transmission was transmitted to the ears of the ancestors of various clans.

Due to the longevity of the blood clan, any clan has several ancestor-level powerhouses.

After several hours of discussion, plus the decision of the ancestors.

The only six remaining blood races in the small world of blood are determined to fight the war together.

Except for a small part of the clansmen, most of the combat power will go to another world to expand the territory.

A battle is imminent! !