Invincible Fairy King in the City

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Probably no one ever thought that a strong blood tribe of Sanwen was so easily obliterated by Lin Lang. And from beginning to end, the other party only showed one finger, and they didn't even notice a little spiritual fluctuation.

"Good magic gate."

Many blood race immortals looked dignified and thought that Lin Lang had developed a special technique to kill the enemy with strange methods. There are indeed such strange magical powers in the heavens and the earth, such as robbing people of life, exploitation and so on.

None of these can capture the psychic track.

"No, this is not the kind of magical power. It is likely that the strength exceeds us too much, and even kills people by Taoism." A blood race fairy has pretty good eyesight, she cried.

"What? How could he have done that? It's only been less than a decade." An immortal immortal of the blood race was utterly incomparable.

The immortal realm is different from other realms. The first few basic realms are quite good at cultivating the peak. But the realm of human fairy is different. There are twelve realms of human fairy from Yiwen to Lingdao, which is equivalent to the previous three great realms.

"Even if we claim to be once in a millennium, our blood density is far less than that of the original Lanlos." A blood race fairy shook his head.

Lan Luosi is recognized as a blood genius, such people are even rare on the blood ancestors, can not find a few talents can match it. Even after he was born earlier than Lin Lang, he reached the level of Sanwenren Fairy. How could Lin Youye be stronger than Lan Luosi?

They do not believe that Lin Lang has such strength.

"You are all wrong. He is indeed much stronger than the ordinary immortal." Blood-stained wings emerged from behind a figure, flying from the bottom of the castle.

"Prince Moyong."

The blood racers were shocked. This person is one of the few strong bloodlines, and is now the first master of the bloodline ancestors.

Prince Mo Yong!

He is over nine hundred years old. He was the first ancestor of the blood race to cultivate a second-generation bloodline after he landed on the earth. He is extremely talented, plus nine hundred years of age, even a pig can become perfect.

And he is also the only survivor of the blood race. Seeing the presence of Prince Mo Yong, the strong blood racers were slightly relieved.

After all, the real backbone has emerged.

"Lin Youye, there shouldn't be any deep hatred between the blood race and you? Why should we come to our ancestors today and face off with me?" Prince Mo Yong said in a loud voice.

"Lan Luosi intended to kill me, but was later killed by me. Shouldn't I come to the blood to discuss an argument?" Lin Lang said lightly.

"What! Lan Luosi actually played against him?" The strong men only shook again, but Lan Luosi did not even return at this moment, but was found by the Lord.

Most of them are less ferocious.

"Lin Youye, Lan Luosi's affairs have nothing to do with the blood race. If you retreat in this way, I can never blame anything and never happen."

Prince Mo Yong whispered. In fact, he also felt that Lin Youye had a terrible power in his body, and for the time being he did not want to conflict.

After all, if it caused the birth of the first ancestor, although it is possible to kill the other party, it may be difficult for the first ancestor to enter a deep sleep state.

"You don't blame, this place is still to blame." Lin Lang's eyes burst into eye-catching brilliance, colorful: "You go together, save me the trouble of killing each one."

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"Arrogance!"

The blood immortals roared in anger, believing that they had suffered the greatest shame in their lives, one by one, and their blood was rolling like a wave.

Including Prince Mo Yong, all the **** strong men shot together.

Lin Lang was quickly surrounded, and there was still nowhere to go. He walked through the crowd, and it looked like a few leisurely steps, but it fell to the extreme in the eyes of everyone.

He walked through the crowd in a leisurely manner, and raised his fingers one after another to wipe out the two blood race masters. Any attack would be difficult to wipe his body.

"The blood dragon changes."

Prince Moyong snarled and quickly applied the secret method. The whole person became a state of extreme swelling, and at the same time, the combat power continued to rise.

He folded his arms, realizing the mighty power in his body, and wished to scream, to express the unending power in his chest.

But he hadn't had time to be happy, a pair of white fingers had arrived, and the **** of the index finger was separated by forty-five degrees, and gently pressed against his throat.

next moment.

Prince Mo Yong's head flew out.

Although there are many blood immortals on the field, but there is no one enemy of Lin Lang's one, even those who block his half move can't find it.

Obviously, this is a massacre.

The strong blood race is poor and poor under Lin Lang, and only has the fate of accepting the slaughter. Within a few moments, there were several fresh corpses on the ground.

The sky is overcast with clouds, the air is low, and the blood ancestors are surprisingly calm. Only the sound of the surrounding blood-colored amber slamming on the shore of the lake keeps ringing.

"Isn't even the people of the tribe slaughtered clean? I don't plan to show up. I really overestimate you, the blood ancestor." Lin Lang said lightly.

The lake patted the shore and was shocked by blood.

There was a dead silence in the ancestral land of the blood, four high mountains stood, and there were faint flashes of bright and dark ghost fires, faint green light, floating around.

There is still a peaceful scene in the ancestral land. It seems that all blood races here have been killed by Lin Lang, and there is no living person.

But Lin Lang knew not.

At least the first blood ancestor hiding in the scarlet coffin did not appear. The first ancestors of the blood race slept in the dark castle, using the land there to recover, and were later disturbed by Lin Lang.

There is a high probability of escaping to the ancestral land of the blood race.

"Also, since you don't want to show up, I will force you to come out." Lin Lang's mind was determined, and he raised his hand to move the heaven and earth power, and there was a vast wave of mighty power on his side.

At this time, Lin Lang punched out and hit the ground directly, causing severe tremors. Circles of energy ripples radiated out, turning into countless sharp knives, cutting off the mountains.

The huge mountain peak disintegrated in an instant and was cut off by Lin Lang. The mountain boulders rolled down and smashed into the sea of ​​blood, setting off a shocking ripple.

"Broken your foundation, haven't you come out yet?" Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, raised his hand again to brew a peerless attack, and vowed to smash this place.

The four mountain peaks near the ancestral ancestors of the blood are unusual. The potential of the hidden treasures leads to the flow of energy from the nearby heavens and earth, while the energy in the ancestors is blocked by the four mountains, blocking the way, so that the energy in the ancestors' ancestors will not easily volatilize.

The cornucopia gathers the potential of blood evil, protects the scarlet lake for a long time, which is the foundation for the blood ancestors to continue to recover and delay life.

Once broken, even if the first blood ancestors do not want to show up, they have to appear. After all, the ancestral land of the clan had been abandoned by then.

The blood ancestors had no other choice.

Sure enough, when Lin Lang was shot down, a blood-colored coffin directly broke through the ground and stood in the air. After all, it blocked the ripples of spiritual power. The rune of the coffin lit in time and the highest temperature was unharmed.

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"Humans, I advise you to be calmer and provoke the emperor to go out of the customs. You can't say that you haven't reached Dixian yet, even the real Dixian is by no means my opponent." A voice from the red coffin was heard.

"Without showing up, I'll let your ancestor land. I don't think you can come out at the end." Lin Lang snorted coldly.

Sure enough, after this sentence was spoken, the **** coffin moved throbbingly, apparently the first blood ancestor was completely enraged by Lin Lang's actions.

He was convinced that if he didn't show up, Lin Youye would destroy Blood Lake by himself, and he would have no choice at that time.

"you wanna die!"

In the coffin came the angry voice of the bleeding ancestors.

At the same time, the coffin lid was opened. First, a slender palm was found out, and then a slender figure sat up from the coffin until it came out of the coffin.

The appearance of this man looks just like a middle-aged man. He is so fierce and fierce that he has a handsome face in this masculine atmosphere.

The blood family's face has always been quite deceptive. Because of the relationship between blood-sucking perennials, their faces can often be kept in the most dynamic state.

Don't look at the ancestor of the blood race is just a middle-aged man, but in fact it is over a thousand years old and is a veritable old monster.

"You finally gave it up, and the tribe has been killed by me before making his last appearance. You are really indifferent." Lin Lang sneered.

The first ancestors of the blood did not say anything else, but just said lightly: "They are also descendants of my creation. All of them are given by this seat. I am the master who created them."

"Now I want them to die for me and return their lives. What's wrong?" The blood ancestors seemed to describe a trivial question.

The cold blood of blood people is not without reason.

Because only pure-blood bloodlines have parents, non-pure-blood bloodlines do not have the concept of parents, because they are more likely to have embraced the first generation and use the blood that remained in the body to evolve.

Therefore, blood people look very lightly on life.

"You are really cruel."

Lin Lang shook his head.

"shut up!

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The ancestor of the blood tribe sighed angrily and shot out. Lin Lang didn't mess up, raised his fist to meet the enemy, and burst into a loud roar.

The blood ancestors are indeed worthy of the ancestors' names. Even though they are thousands of years old, they are still full of blood, just like the mighty waves.

Thirty moves.

Lin Lang finally figured out the true and false of the ancestor of the blood race. He should be the power of the supreme giant series, but he has no old injuries. But even so, he was far more overbearing than usual.

It happened that he met a more terrible guy this time. Obviously, there was only the Eight-Stranded Immortal Realm, but he was still very fierce when facing him.

Hundreds of tricks came down, and even the strongest of the blood ancestors could not bear it. But Lin Lang's side was fiercer and fiercer, and the blood of the ancestors of the blood tribe swayed every time.

"you wanna die!"

The ancestor of the blood race was really furious, entangled with such a lot of tricks with a boy in the realm of the Eight Patterns, it really exploded his mentality.

Rumble.

The first blood ancestor remembered a rumbling sound, which was his heart beating. At the same time, a terrible force was brewing between heaven and earth.

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