Chapter 2921
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Lord Marquis (3)
"There really is someone!"
The Blood-drinking Demon Marquis was enraged when he saw the figure in the depths of the blood eye. He punched out with his Fiend Blood Fist!
The crimson fist wind split into two, then four, and finally condensed into sixteen crimson energy balls, fiercely smashing towards the human figure.
The sixteen crimson energy balls raised gusts of wind the moment they appeared. They spontaneously plundered the bloody aura and murderous aura that filled the air, rolled up the melted Sky Demon Bone Cutting Mountain, and cut out gaps that looked like chasms in the mist.
"Benefactor!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao was just fretting over his 9,999 drops of second refinement blood when he encountered a huge bottleneck. He raised his head and saw that under the immense power of the Fiend Blood Fist, the blood Qi in the air that had become thin once again rose crazily.
Why was his progress in cultivating ten thousand drops of blood so slow? Perhaps it was because he had built more than ten foundations, opened his eyes … and fused with too many warbeasts in his chaotic core. His foundation was too thick, making it extremely difficult to cultivate.
The Heroic Soul Palace, the blood pool, and even the Sky Demon Bone Striking Mountain combined were not enough to reach perfection.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart was filled with desire to complete ten thousand drops of blood, but he never thought that the heavens would send a Blood-drinking Demon Marquis who specialized in blood techniques to his side!
The pressure of his Fiend Blood Fist caused the stagnant blood in his body to once again surge with golden light.
Thinking of this, Zhen Xiaoxiao could not help but cry out in excitement. At the same time, he let out waves of excited screams!
"Demon Venerable, spare me! Demon Venerable, spare me! I am not a cultivator from Blood Fighting City. I was invited by the City Lord to purify the blood pool. I have no ill intentions towards Demon Venerable. I hope Demon Venerable will let me go! "
Since the Blood-drinking Demon Marquis was here, why the hell was he still meditating?
Zhen Xiaoxiao quickly stood up and began to "escape" with the five Sanskrit Evil Suppression Platforms. In order to control his speed and not be captured by Demon Lord Marquis, Zhen Xiaoxiao was very careful with every step he took.
Impossible!
She was just a Return to Emptiness cultivator!
She was clearly being attacked by the Sky Blood Fists!
Taoist Treasure …
No!
An immortal treasure!
The Blood-drinking Demon Marquis' face stiffened. His gaze that landed on the five wooden platforms suddenly became fervent!
As a newly advanced Fourth Step Devil Marquis, he didn't even have a Dao Artifact. He never thought that a little Void Realm cultivator would have an Immortal Artifact … Moreover, it was a set of Immortal Artifacts!
A set of Immortal Artifacts was not as simple as one plus one equals two. The value of a set of Immortal Artifacts was immeasurable. It was more than three to ten times more than if it was split into five pieces and sold separately!
Because the aura of the five Sanskrit Evil Suppression Platforms was too sacred, and the combination of the heavenly fire and the wooden platforms gave off a cleansing power that could restrain the blood aura and killing intent, the Blood-drinking Demon Marquis didn't realize that after his attack was refined by the five wooden platforms, a part of it was absorbed by the body of the girl who was running away. It was quickly transformed into some unknown power!
This morning, I touched my son's face for fun, and he actually asked me for five dollars to touch his face …
Damn it.
Didn't I say I would only sell my skills and not my body?
(End of this chapter)
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