671: C671 The Battle of the Blood Race

C671 The Battle of the Blood Race

As the voice fell, seven bloody balls of light fell from the sky and swallowed the corpse puppet in one gulp.

At the same time, blood and Qi assailed the nostrils. A powerful palm force smashed toward Ding Elder's back.

Ding Elder was first startled, then he became furious. "Old Xiao, are you here to join in the fun?"

He turned around and struck out with his palm. It exploded with a loud bang, and in an instant, the ground shattered, creating a deep ravine.

There was no mercy on both sides. The heaven and earth were divided into two parts. One side was filled with grey and white colored airflow, while the other side was filled with blood colored airflow. The terrifying power made the entire Ethereal Sect tremble.

Strong, so strong that it couldn't be shaken.

"Eh?!"

Xiao Elder didn't kill Ding Elder with a single palm strike, and his face revealed a trace of surprise.

Ding Elder said with a ferocious smile, "Haha, Old Xiao, since I know that you are eyeing me from behind, how could I not be prepared!"

Xiao Elder frowned and said, "Didn't you already use up all your energy?"

"Hahaha... Without this bit of preparation, how can I deal with you greedy fellows!"

Ding Elder laughed wildly.

Xiao Elder snorted coldly, "But your subordinates have already been killed into pieces. Two out of nine corpse puppets have been destroyed, and the rest have been controlled by me, the Blood Devil. Do you think you have any chance of winning with just you alone?"

Ding Elder said with a hideous smile, "Haha, Old Xiao, you really don't understand me! Am I someone who is so easy to be killed?"

"Huhu, Old Ding, it's not that I'm criticizing you. Even after spending so much effort, there's still only one outcome - death!"

Xiao Elder's arm shook, and blood energy surged wildly. Although Ding Elder had taken the medicinal pill to recover his spiritual energy and evil energy, the blood energy in his chest was still churning, and he was forced back dozens of steps.

"Old Ding, do you see it? Your end will still be death!"

"Is that so?"

The two Grand Elder didn't hold back at all, they fiercely collided with each other.

Both of them were top experts. When the two of them started fighting, it immediately caused the entire Ethereal Sect to shake violently.

Qin Xiaoyao didn't attack. After the seven corpse puppets were trapped by the blood demon, he didn't advance, but retreated instead and flew back to the Dark Moon Nether Ship.

"Master!"

The moment they landed, Sanlang and Tian Ya walked over. They were full of energy and didn't look like they were seriously injured at all.

"En, are you ready?"

Qin Xiaoyao nodded and said.

"They are all ready!"

Sanlang and Tian Ya looked at each other and smiled.

Qin Xiaoyao sighed and looked at the huge Ethereal Sect with pity in his eyes.

"It's a pity that the Ethereal Sect will no longer exist after this!"

Sanlang and Tian Ya said with a smile, "Master, if the old doesn't go, the new won't come! It's time to clean up the Ethereal Sect! "

Qin Xiaoyao laughed. He was not an ordinary person to begin with, so he just laughed it off.

"Alright, let's act according to Ye Xu's arrangements!"

"Yes, Master!"

Just as the disciples of the Ethereal Sect were about to make their move, Ding Elder showed signs of defeat below.

He had already consumed a lot of energy. Although he had consumed some medicinal pills to recover his energy, it was still not low on the vitality of the Desolate Elder.

"Old Ding, you are finished!"

Xiao Elder's eyes revealed a ferocious smile. Both of his hands urged a bloody light, and it crazily smashed toward Ding Elder.

At a high place, Tang Zui had a cold smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to be lost in thought.

"Hehe, Ding Elder, since you have already guessed Old Xiao's appearance, what can you do with just your seven corpse puppets? Unless you..."

His right hand touched his chin, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

On the battlefield, everything changed in an instant. Xiao Elder put his hands together and unleashed all of the Qi and blood in his body.

With such a powerful strike, the ground instantly shattered when his palm struck out. The terrifying might caused Ding Elder's breathing to stagnate.

He had no doubt that if this palm struck his body, it would absolutely be the result of his soul being destroyed.

"Hehe, Old Xiao, you want to kill me? You're too naive!"

He suddenly bit his middle finger, causing blood to spray out as his palm landed on the ground.

"Boom..."

The ground instantly collapsed and a figure slowly rose up.

"Bang..."

Xiao Elder's heavy palm violently smashed onto the human figure's body. Immediately, blood and Qi overflowed in all directions, and a terrifying might spread out continuously.

However, not only did Xiao Elder's face not reveal any joy, it was instead filled with shock.

"This... This is..."

Ding Elder's voice was heard.

"Hehehe... Old Xiao, was it an accident? This is the last gift I prepared for you! It is also my final trump card, congratulations... You are the first person to die in the hands of a God Level corpse puppet!"

" What? God Level corpse puppet? "

Xiao Elder revealed a shocked expression. He never thought that Ding Elder would actually hide a God Level corpse puppet.

"Hualala..."

Sand and stones flew in the air. Smoke and dust fell, revealing the figure of a God Level corpse puppet.

"This is... Desolate Tyrant Saint Emperor!"

Elder Xiao saw the corpse puppet's face clearly and immediately cried out in shock.

He seemed to have seen a ghost as he looked at Elder Ding and said, "You... How can you..."

Elder Ding said with a hideous grin, "Haha, was it an accident? For the sake of this corpse, I spent a total of ten years searching and spending another ten years refining. And now... it has already been completed..."2

Elder Xiao's expression changed greatly, and his entire body couldn't help but tremble.

Even Tang Zui, who was standing at the top, had a stunned expression on his face, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

"Hehe, I never thought that Old Ding would actually hide such a skill. This is... this is great... Hehehe... This is a great gift that you gave me..."

Sacred Emperor Desolate Tyrant was one of the most powerful beings in the ancient times. With a wave of his hand, he could kill all living beings within a thousand miles. His strength was extremely terrifying.

Once, Saint Emperor Desolate Tyrant was the first to attack the Corpse Sect. He fought the God Level corpse puppet with all his strength, but after the final battle, he was seriously injured and disappeared without a trace.

He didn't expect that after tens of millions of years, he would actually find it for Elder Ding and refine it into a corpse puppet.

Elder Ding's chest heaved up and down as the corner of his mouth revealed a sinister smile.

"Haha, give me... Kill..."

With a kill, Desolate Tyrant Saint Emperor's empty eyes lit up and evil lights lit up.

Elder Xiao was shocked. He hurriedly pulled back but he was a step too slow.

He saw Desolate Tyrant Saint Emperor reach out and grab Elder Xiao's right arm. The next moment, Elder Xiao's right arm started to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Desolate Art!"

Elder Xiao was shocked. He struggled with all his might and with a cracking sound, his right arm turned into dust.

In just a short moment, his right arm had been completely drained by the Desolate Art.

If one were to say that the blood energy of Blood Clan was incomparably terrifying, then Desolate Tyrant Saint Emperor's Desolate Art was the greatest bane of Blood Clan.

Elder Ding said with a hideous grin, "How about it, Old Xiao? Who is the final victor?"

With his order, the Desolate Tyrant Saint Emperor clenched his hand. The blood demons that were wrapped around the seven corpse puppets instantly froze and were turned into ashes by the Desolate Art.

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