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Chapter 2989

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Bike Lu's jaw dropped. He was completely petrified. Throughout the battle, he was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what had happened.

A peak six-star Thousand Realms Whirling expert had crossed the seven-star barrier and killed an elementary seven-star Thousand Realms Whirling expert with three halberds. This had completely overturned his worldview.

Moreover, after the battle, this person didn't run away. Instead, he sat down and continued to cultivate as if nothing had happened.

He cautiously reminded, "Sir, if you don't leave now …"

"Shut up."

Without waiting for him to finish, Yang Qingxuan softly replied with two words.

Bike Lu immediately shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything else.

Yang Qingxuan's body was still exploding under the impact of the blood essence, but it quickly healed. He had the experience of fusing with Onishi, so his control over his blood body was much stronger than ordinary blood cultivators.

"Finally found him!"

Not long after, another light flashed in the sky. Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared one after another. They stared at Yang Qingxuan in surprise.

The tall one sniffed a few times and said in surprise, "The smell of blood? He, he killed a blood slave? "

In fact, the entire Hell's Blood Prison was filled with the smell of blood. However, the aura of blood slaves was even more peculiar. They could smell each other.

The short one's face sank and said, "He just killed a blood slave. Although I don't know who it is, he must be exhausted. Moreover, his cultivation is only at the peak of six-star Thousand Realms Whirling. He won't be able to fight anymore. Let's take his life now!"

The tall one said, "Okay, kill him. The Old Ancestor will definitely be happy. Then we'll have a good life."

The short one said, "I'll go down and test him first. You keep watch for me."

The tall one's face changed slightly and said, "He's only at the peak of six-star Thousand Realms Whirling and has just killed a blood slave. How can he have the strength to fight with us? You want to take all the credit, right? Why don't you keep watch while I go and test him? "

The short man snorted angrily when he saw that Yang Qingxuan had seen through his thoughts. His figure flashed as he shot towards Yang Qingxuan. He suddenly struck out with his palm, wanting to kill Yang Qingxuan and take all the credit for himself.

The tall man was furious, he shouted, "You are indeed harboring evil intentions!" Immediately he charged forward, but he did not attack Yang Qingxuan, instead, he sent a palm strike toward the short man.

"What are you doing?!"

The short man was furious. He turned around abruptly and dodged the palm. Then, he threw a punch at the tall man.

Both of them saw Yang Qingxuan as a piece of meat in their mouths and were afraid that he would be snatched away by the other party.

At this moment, a terrifying tearing force came through the air. Yang Qingxuan had unknowingly taken out his halberd and used Instant Life and Death on the shorty closest to him. Moreover, he had used all his strength.

"Impossible!"

The short man screamed in horror. Yang Qingxuan's halberd had already reached his head. He hurriedly tried to dodge, but his shoulder was still chopped off, directly cutting off his entire arm.

"Ah!"

The short man cried out in pain. Not only did Yang Qingxuan's attack injure him, but the tall man's fist also blasted over, mercilessly hitting his chest. The impact caused him to spit out a large mouthful of blood. His entire body was sent flying, and his face was filled with resentment.

The tall man sneered, "Who told you to snatch the credit from me?!"

Yang Qingxuan held his halberd horizontally and continued to rush toward the short man, using Seven Styles Heaven Slash.

The tall man stood to the side coldly, but the more he watched, the more shocked he became. This brat did not seem to be exhausted at all. Every move he made was maintained at the peak of the Six-star Thousand Realms Whirling stage. Moreover, he was like an erupting volcano, with endless energy. He could also feel the terrifying power in his body.

The tall man instantly understood. His teeth chattered as he said in a trembling voice, "You, you swallowed it. That, that blood …"

He finally understood why the Old Ancestor had suddenly descended and was so angry when he sent the message.

A huge fear emerged in the tall man's heart. If something happened to the blood essence, they, as blood slaves, would not be able to survive.

In his panic, he no longer cared about scheming with the short man. He hurriedly rushed forward with a roar. "You're dead!"

Yang Qingxuan was attacking the short man until he was on the verge of death when he sensed danger behind him. He immediately turned around and used Step of Dao, instantly dodging the short man's attack. Then, he used Shocking the Nine Heavens to ruthlessly strike the tall man.

"Ah! — — "

The tall man screamed as he was instantly split in half and exploded in the air.

The short man was terrified. He turned into a beam of light and wanted to escape, but a halberd light also flew over and killed him on the spot.

After Yang Qingxuan killed two people in a row, he sent out six illusory flames to burn the blood essence to ashes. Then, he continued to sit cross-legged in the void and formed hand seals to cultivate.

Bikru was so petrified that he could not think at all. He only felt that everything in front of him was too absurd. It was impossible, but it was really happening.

Large amounts of blood bubbles popped out of Yang Qingxuan's body. His entire body turned into a boiling liquid like lava, but it was all fresh blood.

"William and Potter are also dead!"

The Blood Saint Patriarch's expression changed drastically. Sensing that the three blood slaves had disappeared, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

He did not see the battle situation, but if the other party could easily kill the three blood slaves, his strength was probably not something that the descended body could deal with.

In his extreme anxiety, he quickly saw a large amount of blood light in front of him soaring into the sky. A familiar energy spread out.

He instantly knew that the other party had swallowed the blood essence. He was so angry that he almost went crazy. "Wah!" He spat out a mouthful of blood. His mind was in turmoil as he roared, "No matter who you are, I will definitely kill you!"

The blood slave's body kept exploding, as if it could not withstand the Blood Saint Patriarch's anger. In the blink of an eye, it rushed to Yang Qingxuan.

After seeing Yang Qingxuan's face clearly, the Blood Saint Patriarch calmed down. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?!"

Yang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes. Although the situation on his body was very terrible, his eyes were clear. He suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question.

The Blood Saint Patriarch was stunned because the question Yang Qingxuan asked was actually a difficult question in the Blood God Sutra. It was beyond the scope of the Blood God Sutra and was extremely mysterious.

After Yang Qingxuan and Onishi merged, the two of them learned each other's blood cultivation techniques. The Blood God Sutra and the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra were both comprehended from the same drop of Dao blood. They came from the same source. Although there were many differences on the surface, the essence did not change.

The Blood Saint Patriarch was the number one genius of the Undead Clan. After so many years of cultivation, his understanding of the Blood God Sutra was unparalleled in this universe.

After hearing Yang Qingxuan's question, he immediately had a certain understanding of Yang Qingxuan's understanding of blood cultivation. He asked in surprise, "You are from the Undead Clan?"

Yang Qingxuan did not answer, but asked again.

The Blood Saint Patriarch said angrily, "Today, no matter who you are, you must be refined by me and restore my Supreme Blood!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, an unparalleled force blasted out. It was the Blood God's First Palm, slapping toward Yang Qingxuan!

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