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Although everything imagined in front of Xu Ming's eyes was illusory, but this was the most profound picture in Chen Changye's memory back then.

And Xu Ming also recognized the true face of this evil spirit armor, because from this extremely familiar feeling.

At this moment, the armor Chen Changye was wearing was actually transformed by burning blood. Of course, this was also a means to use the blood in the body after the perfect enlightenment emperor blood.

Chen Changye didn't need two spiritual awakenings like Xu Ming did before he barely succeeded.

Originally as a bloodline inheritor, he already had the purest power in his body, coupled with the unique conditions of being in the bloodline plane, naturally Qi Linghuang level bloodline is also a matter of twice the result with half the effort.

"Ma'am, you wait here for a while, and when I kill this unsightly boy, I will definitely use his blood as a gift for our newborn son."

Bloodline inheritors who admire bloodlines very much will naturally collect the enemy's bloodlines as spoils of war.

But at this moment, across the door, a beautiful woman who had just given birth and was extremely weak was panting heavily with sweat on her face and pale face.

Beside him, a beautiful baby who looks like a piece of pink jade is opening his bright black eyes, looking around at everything around him.

Those curious eyes seemed to be full of curiosity about the world.

And the weak and beautiful woman at the side could only say a word of caution in time, and Chen Changye's figure had already left the other courtyard in one step, heading straight for the place where the flames were soaring into the sky in the distance.

As the king of the inheritors of the entire bloodline, Chen Changye must eliminate this youngster as soon as possible by means of thunder.

But the beautiful woman with equally keen six senses was a little restless. .

Because at this moment, the place where the fire light suddenly appeared was filled with unprecedented sword energy. Bloodline inheritors like them have seen that kind of condensed sword energy before. , but still a lot worse.

Therefore, in the inherent ideology of these bloodline inheritors, these heretical monks with thin bodies could not resist Chen Changye's punch at all.

But such a naive idea made the beautiful woman feel that this heretic monk who just came here might not be as easy to "send" as before.

Although the beautiful woman thought so in her heart, it seemed that the only thing she could do at this moment was to tightly protect the newly born child beside her in her arms.

At this moment Xu Ming silently looked at the child with stars in his eyes, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Seeing his brows filled with aura similar to his own, he clearly knew that this child who was carved like pink jade was himself.

Seeing the beautiful woman looking at the baby in her arms so lovingly, Xu Ming seemed to feel the long-lost affection.

At this moment, the screen changed, and Xu Ming and Chen Changye came to the place where the flames were burning into the sky.

At this moment, apart from the flames, he was completely shocked by the blood in front of him.

Those bloodline inheritors who thought their bloodlines were invincible had no room to fight back under the urging of the wisps of sword light.

It seems that no matter what bloodline, in the eyes of the sword-wielding monk, it is just a cloud.

Although floating clouds can cover the scorching sun, they cannot resist the scorching light after all.

And Xu Ming also saw that rather young and handsome face from Chen Changye's memory, but this face was full of indifference and the end of life.

It's hard for Xu Ming to imagine that a person who seems to be so young can kill the entire blood plane with his own strength.

At this moment, Xu Ming happened to be standing with Chen Changye, and the young man with the sword happened to beheading a bloodline inheritor who was rushing towards him with a single sword, before turning those eyes full of fierce sword intent Look at the king of the entire clan. .
Although everything in front of Xu Ming was false, Xu Ming still saw in this person's eyes a strong killing intent and a surging sword intent that could not be wiped out by time.

But at this moment, Chen Changye had already rushed up unreasonably, and the surging burning blood in his body was more like an engine, venting all the strength of his physical body.

Although these bloodline inheritors do not understand the mysteries of heaven, they are their own sect in the natural bloodline.

Seeing the corpses of the same clan all over the ground, Chen Changye's anger can be imagined.

One of his punches actually tore the surrounding space into pieces, and he greeted the sword repairer with an extremely ferocious aura.

"Slaughtering so many of my clansmen, I will sacrifice your blood to heaven today"

But in Xu Ming's eyes, what followed was a unilateral massacre by the young man with the sword.

Chen Changye might not be able to display one-tenth of his ability in front of this person. Although Fenxue is miraculous, he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

But that man's sword light was ruthless and tricky. Even though the armor made of burning blood had weakened him, Chen Changye still felt exhausted in the face of the all-pervasive sword light.

At this moment, Chen Changye, who was spurred by one sword after another, was extremely depressed. The young man in white in front of him seemed like a slippery loach.

His inherently mysterious boxing techniques could not even be touched by the hem of his clothes. On the contrary, he became a living target due to the ups and downs.

Although the beginning of the battle between the two sides was exciting, the result was a bit unremarkable.

With the sword light flying across the sky, Chen Changye's defeat seemed to be doomed long ago.

But in the blink of an eye, the practice sword light cut off Chen Changye's left arm abruptly.

The surging sword energy within it almost smashed his internal organs to pieces.

Although Chen Changye is said to be a perfect spiritual enlightenment, he does not have the strange fire in Xu Ming's body and the existence of the heaven-refining fortune-telling formula. How can he compete with such a sword cultivator with the bravery of a reckless man.

Xu Ming saw that this sword cultivator was at least a strong man in the Tribulation Stage, and he was probably only one line away from the rumored Sword Immortal.

Even this person is completely a sword fairy, and Chen Changye, whose arm was cut off at this moment, is still unabated.

But the swordsman didn't want to tangle with him too much, so he moved his feet and flew behind him.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Chen Changye couldn't help but change his face when he saw this.

He seemed to realize something in his heart, and hurriedly dragged his broken body towards the magnificent hall that he had just left.

Although the sword-wielding youth was as fast as lightning, this was the blood plane after all, but the originally gorgeous hall that Chen Changye had just rushed to had already been completely flattened.

Do not! ! !
It was said to be a beautiful woman, and even the baby's body could not be found.

Only the white-clothed sword fairy stood there quietly, and behind him a sword light piercing through the north and south appeared.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Changye cut through the surrounding space in one fell swoop, and disappeared into the turbulent flow of space inside.
It's just that at the end of the day, he heard a voice in a trance.

"You are all mayflies."

(End of this chapter)