Chapter 1387 The young black haired

"The formation spirit has awakened?"

Outside the Great Formation of the Enclosed Realm, the old Wu Zhu and others had mixed joys and sorrows on their faces.

What was so happy was that the formation spirit woke up and, as the ancient Zhao Fang clan, left the Shapo Realm, and had a glimmer of hope.

What I worry about is that the sealed world formation is a candle in the wind, and it is hard to support it.

It is precisely because of this that the formation spirit falls asleep!

Now, being forced to wake up, no matter what the outcome of the next battle will inevitably consume a lot of magic array power and accelerate the collapse of the sealed formation.

Once the sealed formation collapses, killing the ancient clan that broke the realm will be in danger!

"You disturbed my sleep?"

As the majestic voice as god spread slowly, it turned into thousands of sharp swords and stabbed the Blood-clothed Marquis.

The Blood-Clothed Marquis looked indifferent.

The blood-colored territory surged, swallowing all thousands of sharp swords directly and melting into part of the blood-colored territory.

"Well? The blood-colored territory? The blood-devouring world? I remembered that you are the blood-clothed Marquis!"

The sound fell, and clear footsteps sounded in the void.

The pace was as steady as a mountain. Every step fell, the entire sealed formation shook.

Under the eyes of countless people, a slender and strong right leg stepped out of the void.

Immediately.

The owner of the legs, a young man with black hair and black eyes, appeared in front of everyone.

When Zhao Fang saw the black-haired young man, his eyebrows bulged, "This is the formation spirit? It seems that it is no different from a normal person, but how could there be a breath that makes me very familiar with?"

Zhao Fang didn't know.

After the formation spirit appeared, he also noticed something and looked at Zhao Fang involuntarily.

"Four-star...the ancient god of the royal family! Little guy, are you preparing to break the formation and leave the Killing Realm?" The black-haired young man saw through the deficiency and reality of Zhao Fang's bloodline at a glance, without any surprise, but just said calmly.

"Senior Returning to the Formation Spirit, I am indeed going to leave the Shapo Realm!"

Zhao Fang knew the significance of the sealing formation to kill the ancient tribe of the Breaking Realm.

Although the Great Formation of the World Sealing Array seals the passage from the ancient tribes in the world to the outside world, it also provides the ancient tribe with a temporary rest and inheritance!

If you think about it carefully, the formation of the sealed world formation or the ancient clan’s strong men was built to protect the ancient clan.

The same is true for the formation spirit!

As an ancient god of the royal family, Zhao Fang also has some respect for the formation spirits that guarded the ancient family for tens of thousands of years.

"Well, your bloodline is pure, but your strength is still weak. You do need to go to the outside world to go to the real battlefield to temper it, but your strength is also too weak to pass this level of my soul!"

The voice of the black-haired young man has returned to normal, like an ordinary person.

Otherwise, this will be said.

Even if Zhao Fang can bear it, he will vomit blood and be seriously injured!

"Hmph! Array Spirit, you are so arrogant! I am still here, but you actually despise me and discipline my juniors. I am really looking for death!"

The Blood-clothed Marquis, who stood with his hands behind his back, was angry.

I think he was at the peak of the Blood Clothing Marquis, which was comparable to the peak powerhouses of the ancient clan.

The formation spirit is just a creation of the peak powerhouses of the ancient clan. In terms of identity and status, it is naturally weaker than the Blood-Clothed Marquis.

He still looked down on the Blood-Clothing Marquis so much, and he was arrogant in his heart. How could he bear the Blood-Clothing Marquis who looked down on all worlds?

The blood-colored territory suddenly rushed out like a river of blood, rushing directly into the air.

Endless blood soared into the sky, and the scene was simply too spectacular.

Bang bang bang!

The blood surged into the sky and suddenly exploded, turning into endless blood rain and falling.

The blood rain almost filled the magic circle space. Except for the Blood God Son behind the Blood-Clothing Marquis and Zhao Fang further away, the other areas were covered by the Blood Rain!

Blood rain fell, and the ruthless face of the Blood-Clothed Hou showed a bit of coldness, "You have been guarding the Killing Realm for tens of thousands of years, and it has been a hard work. I will send you on your way today! Devour the Blood Realm!"

Just finished speaking.

The blood rain dripped from the sky suddenly lengthened and turned into countless blood-colored silk threads.

The bloodshots were intertwined and connected, and in an instant they turned into a huge blood-colored light shield, directly covering the black-haired youth.

"This technique was created by me when I devoured the creatures in a world. In ancient times, this technique killed the ancient clan in countless ways, and there were also many top powerhouses of the ancient clan. It would be no wonder that you could die under this technique

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The Blood-clothed Hou looked indifferent, and the corners of his lips as cold as a knife, spit out two biting words: "Swallow!"

The blood-devouring world suddenly contracted, like a snare scattered by a hunter. When he caught his prey, murderous intent emerged in the snare, killing the prey!

Boom! Boom! Boom~

The blood devoured the sound of rumbling sounds endlessly.

It's like a glutton, chewing and eating, and it's indescribable weirdness and horror!

The black-haired young man seemed to have no room for resistance, and he was instantly swallowed by the blood world and swallowed not even his bones!

Everyone in the ancient clan outside the sealed formation was stunned!

An inexplicable chill poured into the soles of her feet, and some people were already scared and their faces turned pale and their bodies were trembling!

The blood-swallowing realm continued to expand, covering the area where Zhao Fang was.

Zhao Fang's expression changed drastically!

The ancient tribe outside the sealed formation also changed drastically.

But at this moment—

"What?"

The scream suddenly rang.

This shocked voice came from the blood-clothed Marquis who had been calm and calm after appearing.

With the power of the Blood-Clothed Marquis, there seems to be not many things that can surprise him in this world!

Zhao Fangxun looked at it, and after seeing it clearly, he was also stunned!

In the blood devouring world, the disappeared black-haired young man appeared silently again. His night robe and clothes seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, and they were ragged and hung on him.

Even so, there was no sense of embarrassment on his body, but instead gave people a very harmonious beauty.

The breeze blows, and the rags flutter in the wind, like a banner!

Of course, what attracts the most attention is the body of the black-haired young man.

To be precise, it is the black-haired youth's body that emits the sacred treasure light.

"Holy Body?"

The Blood-clothed Hou frowned, "The ancient clan really spent a lot of money. The mere world-sealing formation actually used the Great Saint Body to suppress the formation eyes and also assisted the night cloak of the "Starry Sky Clan"."

After a pause, he glanced at the Wan Yao Sword hanging in the air, the pupils of the stars, and the Lei Jingdiao Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing Killing that had been successfully combined after explosion and continued:

"The great holy body of the ancient holy clan."

"The night cloak of the Starry Sky Clan!"

"The Ten Thousand Demon Swords of the Heavenly Demon Clan."

"The Death Eye of the Golden Eye Clan."

"The Crystal Arc tribe's Lei Jing Diao Killing Knife!"

Every time he said, the breath of the black-haired young man became three points stronger, and the entire magic circle was rumbling and trembling, like a galloping wild horse, and the power of the magic circle was completely revealed.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sword, the Eye of Death, and the Thunder and the Killing Knife turned into three terrifying whirlwinds, crazily drilling in the blood-devouring world.

Just a treasure can never break through the blood-swallowing realm.

But even if the three treasures were released, a small hole was cut by him even if they devoured the blood world.

The three treasures instantly shrank, turning into three streams of light, rushing towards the black-haired young man.

The young man with a green hair stretched out his hand, with a Ten Thousand Demon Sword in his left hand, and a Grenade in his right hand shocked drill and killing knife.

As for the Death Divine Eyes, they instantly merged into his eyebrows, and the black-haired young man's eyebrows swelled, breaking a gap.
Chapter completed!