3417: C3417 How Cold Would Blood be If His Revenge Was Not Avenged?

C3417 How Cold Would Blood be If His Revenge Was Not Avenged?

How cold is the blood?

The power of an ancient inheritance!

The disciples of the celestial race!

Heaven Clan Bloodline inheritance.

These rewards could allow a person to be reborn and become a true member of the Heaven race.

This was something that all the subsidiary sects in the Primordial World yearned for even in their dreams.

Only those who became a member of the celestial race were truly superior.

Only then could they be high and mighty.

They were the true gods!

Otherwise, he could only be an ant for the rest of his life, easily trampled to death.

These rewards that Grand Elder said were like stimulants injected into their bodies. That kind of feeling made their entire bodies boil.

Their blood boiled.

Their eyes flashed with red light and gleam. Each and every one of them stared coldly at Murong Xiong and the others. Each and every one of them revealed a cold smile and slowly walked forward.

Who were they?

They were the leaders of the major sects in Primordial World, the Supreme Elder.

It could be said that they were the Peak Level expert of Primordial World.

Every single one of them was above the Hegemony Stage. There were hundreds of them, and there were even dozens of Supreme Stage Super Expert. They were outer circle disciples of the Heaven Race.

However.

Their identities could only be outer circle disciples because they didn't have the Heaven Clan Bloodline or the power of the ancient inheritance. As long as they could obtain these things, they would become the true members of the celestial race.

They understood the importance of this opportunity even more!

Grand Elder said faintly, "Let's fight to our heart's content!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

One by one, powerful warriors surrounded Murong Xiong and the others, "Murong Xiong, you'd better kneel on the ground and accept your death. Only then can you die more comfortably."

"Murong Xiong, you won't be able to escape today."

"All of you must die!"

"Hehe."

Murong Xiong only had about ten people on his side. They had to face Peak Level expert, who was from this world.

A huge difference in strength?

Murong Xiong did not mind. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "Why do I feel like you all think I'm easy to bully? Could it be that I, Murong Xiong, am a pushover? You guys can do whatever you want? "

An elder said, "Do you think you won?"

Murong Xiong said, "I, Murong Xiong, have never lost before."

"You will definitely lose today!"

At the same time.

The White held back his tears and placed the ice and fire aside, letting out a roar, "I'll f * ck your ancestors!!"

"Roar!"

The wolf howled like thunder.

The meridians on his body seemed to have exploded and swelled up. The sky was filled with a black mass, and Lance of The Wolf God fell down like a rainstorm.

"Hualala!"

"Hualala!"

An expert's eyes turned cold as the Aura on his body moved, "Supreme Being Boundless!"

"Buzz!"

An extremely powerful Aura shot out from his body, directly covering the sky.

The Lance of The Wolf God was completely blocked.

The strength of a Supreme Stage was incomparably sharp.

The strength of the White was still not strong enough!

When the White saw this situation, it gave up on using the Lance of The Wolf God again. Instead, it threw itself forward.

"A beast dares to be arrogant in front of me?"

"Die!"

A man who looked like a Daoist's eyes flashed with a bright light. He moved his body and the sword on his waist flashed and disappeared. The Supreme Stage Aura on his body instantly turned into a Pressure.

"Kneel on the ground!"

"Rumble!"

With an explosive sound, the White's body sank!

The powerful Pressure instantly poured into his mind. His Cultivation Level hadn't reached the Supreme Stage yet, so it was impossible for him to withstand the Supreme Stage Pressure.

His speed suddenly slowed down.

His strength was also instantly suppressed.

His body sank and he kept trembling.

His knees were about to kneel on the ground.

The White gritted its teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard as it resisted with all its might.

The Daoist expert sneered, "You think a trash like you can resist? Go to hell!"

"Swish!"

The long sword that had disappeared suddenly appeared and hovered above the back of the White's head.

As long as it could pass through, the White would die without a doubt.

The White felt the power behind his head. He wanted to dodge, but his body was being crushed. His speed was too slow, and there was no way he could dodge.

"Hahaha!"

"Die! '"

The Daoist expert shouted excitedly.

However.

In an instant.

The sword suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The Daoist expert's eyes tightened.

All the swords in the surroundings were trembling and making buzzing sounds.

"Sword hums?"

"What a powerful sword intent!"

"This..."

His pupils dilated. A sword appeared in his eyes. It was the sword that had just disappeared. It was also his sword that suddenly flew out and stabbed towards the center of his brows.

"Crack!"

The sword pierced through.

The Daoist expert fell to the ground with bulging eyes. The sword nailed him to the ground.

At the same time.

Sword Elder slightly moved. The sword intent emitted from his body was incomparably strong. He slowly walked out and murmured, "Who gave you the courage to bully my disciple?"

"What a powerful sword intent!"

... "Look at his body!"

"Celestial Curse Mark!"

"He's a wanted criminal! "

The Celestial Curse Mark on Sword Elder's body shone with a fluorescent light, like the mark of a slave. His entire body was covered with it, and even his face was covered with it.

It was very dazzling.

But...

At this moment, he was desperate as well.

He knew that if he didn't fight today, he wouldn't have a chance in the future.

"Such a powerful sword intent!"

"He... he... he... could it be that he was the sect master of the Mountain Immortal Sword Sect, Li Xiaoyao, who was killed by the celestial race for three days and three nights?"2

"The Immortal Sword King?"

"He was the one who stole the ancient heritage of the celestial race, the inheritance of the ancient sword intent?"

"It must be him!"

"I didn't think that after so many years, he would still be alive. "

He had exposed himself.

Elder Destruction let out a long breath and said, "Old Li, your blood is not cold."

Sword Elder said lightly and looked at the sky. "Your revenge has not been taken. How can your blood be cold?"

"That year, the Heaven Race killed my wife and children, destroyed my sect, and even killed the nine generations of my Lee family. They also killed tens of thousands of people from my Lee family. I have never forgotten this grudge!"

"Today, I will bet everything!"

He didn't want his life anymore.

Even if he failed in the end and died in battle, he would have no regrets.

Elder Destruction laughed excitedly, "I haven't gotten my revenge yet. How can my blood be cold? Good, good, good!"

"Today, I will fight to my heart's content."

"Boom!"

The Robe on Elder Destruction's body suddenly split open, revealing his body, which was covered in wounds, and his body, which was as strong as a bear.

At the entrance of Shrine.

The group of Elder from the Heaven Race watched everything that happened at the top of the Heaven Mountain coldly.

One of the Elder asked, "Grand Elder, are you really going to give them a reward?"

"Reward?!"

"Hahaha! These lowly creatures are worthy of obtaining the bloodline of the celestials? I'm only telling them to play around. Otherwise, why would these dogs work so hard for us? "

"Hahaha!"

Many Elder laughed.

Grand Elder looked around and said, "What should have come has come. Now, only Loong Fei is left. It seems like he won't come."

"If that's the case..."

"Then let's kill all these useless people first!"

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