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Chapter 357
Venerable Poison fled with the already pale and unconscious Zhao Shanhe, although he kept muttering not to die.

Venerable Poison also knows in his heart that Zhao Shanhe's heart veins have been broken by Wu Xinghe's punch, and the remaining vitality at this time is all because of his blood and flesh in his body. Zhao Shanhe's current situation is nothing more than death. Excessive breath.

However, Venerable Poison, who was running wildly and had no time to turn back, was somewhat puzzled. He never thought that Wu Xinghe had a king-level bloodline that was second only to the emperor-level bloodline.

"No wonder he was chosen to be the plane messenger. It turns out that's why."

"only."

In the eyes of the thoughtful Venerable Poison, the previous scene seemed to hide a trace of unusual weirdness.

It's just that where this weird place came from, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"It seems that right now, I can only pull down this old face and beg for that Bing Tuozi."

When Venerable Poison remembered that he was about to meet that unkind Bing Tuozi again, he felt conflicted for a while.

But looking at Zhao Shanhe who was breathing weakly in his hands, Venerable Poison also knew that he was going to suffer.

At this time, where Zhao Shanhe and Wu Xinghe fought, the dense fog that drifted away had dispersed.

However, the uncertain look on Wu Xinghe's face made everyone in the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce afraid to make a sound.

At this time, there were three bloodline inheritors who did not dare to raise their heads. They had the same opinion as Zhao Shanhe and Venerable Poison, and they all decided to adopt a gentle policy towards Xu Ming. They thought they had the support of the White Emperor. It turned out that Feng Shui turned into what it is now.

"Messenger. Master Messenger, hold your hand high, hold your hand high."

"I was also blinded by Zhao Shanhe and Venerable Poison for a while and lost my mind, and this is how I got into the current situation."

"Yes, yes, and Baidi, if it wasn't for that person threatening me to wait behind my back, I think I wouldn't have waited like this."

Hearing the words, Wu Xinghe didn't have any expression on his face, and there was even faint energy surging in his palms.

Seeing this, these few people still wanted to speak out, but Wu Xinghe didn't give them a chance to continue talking and sophistry.

For a moment, the vigor floating in his hands enveloped the spirits of the three of them.

The ear-piercing screams followed like a shadow in the blink of an eye, and those bloodline inheritors on the side didn't even dare to breathe.

This scene was too shocking, because they all came from the third plane, so they naturally knew the importance of blood in their bodies.

And this innate bloodline can be completely controlled by Qi Ling, and of course it can be taken away by Wu Xinghe's method.

At this moment, the three of them were like fish waiting to be slaughtered on the knife, unable to resist, they could only let the blood in their bodies be pulled away by Wu Xinghe.

With the disappearance of the natural blood in the body, the appearance of the three of them, together with their beards and hairs, are gradually aging and turning white.

By the time the three groups of blood were completely drained, the three of them had completely turned into three senile old men.

"A messenger."

The aged voices of the three people and the terrifying wrinkles on their faces undoubtedly no longer stimulated the nerves of all the bloodline inheritors around them.

It's just that Wu Xinghe obviously didn't intend to spare the lives of these three people, only to see that he swung his sleeves with sharp vigor like a sharp knife to harvest all the lives of the three people.

As the three heads fell to the ground, all the bloodline inheritors around did not even dare to breathe.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are still some supporters who supported Baidi and Venerable Poison not to restrain Xu Ming, but Wu Xinghe knows the truth that these people cannot be exterminated. up.

Just make a gesture of killing chickens to warn monkeys, there is no need to be too bloody.

"How much do you know about Bai Di?"

"Master Messenger, is it possible that you really want to attack Baidi, this person is no better than that Zhao Shanhe?"

"I know, I know the name of White Emperor City more or less since I came here."

"Master Messenger, I'm afraid you still don't know about the power of this cycle of life and death."

At this time, outside Baidi City, Venerable Poison had already dragged Zhao Shanhe, who was feeling cold, to the place.

It was only [-] breaths later, but Zhao Shanhe's current state didn't seem to be able to delay even a second.

"Bing Tuozi, hurry up, hurry up"

"The Zhao family boy is dying."

After Venerable Poison finished speaking, he couldn't help but pause, and then continued.

"No, it is no longer possible."

Although he was anxious in his heart, he did not break Baidi's rules, and no one could enter this Baidi City without Baidi's permission.

The sound spread into Baidi City, and it didn't take long for the two of them to be wrapped in the surrounding white mist and involved in Baidi City.

At this time, Zhao Shanhe was completely out of breath, Venerable Poison and Baidi City were engulfed in the white mist into the City Lord's Mansion, and the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion was still empty.

"What's going on here."

"Reverse, all reversed"

"You mean Wu Xinghe?"

"how do you know?"

Venerable Poison stared at the words. It was obvious that Venerable Poison couldn't believe that Baidi, who was deeply in the Baidi City with no information, could know everything that happened in the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce in the first place.

"Could it be that you also have your spies?"

"Joke, look at me, a loner, like someone with spies?"

While talking, Baidi untied the robe passed on by Zhao Shanhe, but found a shocking scene.

Zhao Shanhe's entire chest and abdomen were completely sunken, and now his flesh has turned purple brown like an eggplant.

When touched by hand, it has become limp like a rotten fruit, and the expression on Baidi's face turned cold all of a sudden.

Because he couldn't feel Zhao Shanhe's heartbeat,
"Don't ask me why his blood is not activated, because you may not know that the blood in Wu Xinghe's body is king-level."

"King bloodline!!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Di's face, because he had never thought that Wu Xinghe had king-level blood in his body.

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe was obviously dead, and in the eyes of others, it would be hard to save even if the Da Luo Jinxian came.

But Baidi's method was even more strange, and he could only see the aura of life and death on his face constantly flowing while pinching the Yin Jue with his hands.

For a moment, Venerable Poison could not feel the breath of life in Baidi's body, as if the person in front of him who had always kept a cold face turned dead in an instant.

In an instant, a gust of sinister wind spread along Venerable Poison's back to his whole body.

He couldn't help shivering. At this moment, he actually saw countless white mist spreading behind Baidi, and there seemed to be a passage in this white mist.

"Is that so."

When the wind blows, ghost roads open, when the yin qi comes, the life of yang is exhausted.

At this time Venerable Poison suddenly saw a translucent figure moving slowly on the passage hidden in the white mist.

He widened his dark eyes and stared hard at the translucent figure.

He suddenly discovered that the figure was actually Zhao Shanhe who had lost all breath.

Shocked, he subconsciously called out to call him back.

It's just that Baidi, who was at the side, suddenly heard rumors from his spiritual consciousness.

"Don't make a sound!"

(End of this chapter)