"I know you."
"Ninety thousand years ago, they hunted down the Asura clan!"
"How interesting!! Are you going to kill the successor of the Law of Killing?"
"Hehe, that's a great idea!!!"
"Then go ahead and chop. I won't stop you."
"Don't think he can still stand in the void, but he is at the end of his strength. A few more blows and he will definitely die. No matter what, he is a saint after all, and you have entered the realm of the Holy Lord. Killing him is as easy as pie. Although you have inherited the law of blood and he can restrain you, your cultivation level is still superior, and he can't do anything to you."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the Ashura woman's mouth. Although it looked extremely sweet, as long as people thought about it, they would feel that such a smile had an extremely terrifying meaning.
The Blood River Saint Lord naturally noticed this scene, frowned slightly, and retreated several steps. He ignored the pain in his body and roared coldly, "Who are you!?"
"I've been exterminating the Killing Demons for so many years, and the strongest among them were only at the King level. I've never seen a Saint, but now you're at the Saint Lord level. Could it be that the Killing Demons have their own tribes, and they reproduce regularly in their own world?"
His eyes were extremely cold and full of fear. As a being with the blood of Asura, he naturally knew that the Demon of Slaughter was one of the best fighters in the world. It had been fighting since its existence and would kill its own kind from the moment it was born. It was extremely bloody. And because of this, such tribes were often extremely terrifying, invincible at the same level, and even qualified to kill all living beings.
As the former high-ranking officials of the human race.
He had naturally read the history of the human race.
Naturally, he realized the harm that the Demon of Slaughter had once caused to the universe.
In ancient times.
A demon of slaughter appeared in the world.
I don’t know how many saints have been killed.
If it weren't for the son of luck who suppressed it.
Perhaps the human race has already been completely destroyed.
"Me? You don't need to know!!"
"You just need to know if you attack me."
"You are almost certain to die."
The woman frowned slightly, and couldn't help but chuckle. She pointed at the sixth-grade blazing blue lotus at Jiang Li's feet and whispered, "This thing is a magic weapon of my Asura clan, created by the Asura King. If you snatch it, you will only need to sacrifice the corpse of a powerful person to get our gift. Haven't you always longed for the blood and body of an Asura?"
"I have too many here."
"Don't you want it?"
After these words were spoken, the Lord of Samsara was immediately shocked. He had never thought that such a woman in front of him knew him so well. A trace of murderous intent immediately emerged in his mind, but it was only subconscious. After he came to his senses, he immediately held it back. The woman in front of him was really too powerful. Like himself, she was at the level of the Lord of Saints. If he attacked her, he would definitely not end up well. Now his arm had become a rotten piece of flesh. If he forced himself to fight with the other party, he might die here.
Therefore.
He finally turned his gaze towards Jiang Li, sneering endlessly.
It is best to pick the softest persimmons.
He understands this principle.
Since I can't kill the woman in front of me.
Then such a brat will definitely die at my hands today.
He didn't believe it anymore.
The other party is just at the Saint level.
But he is already a Holy Lord, and he has a foundation of more than 100,000 years. He has been a high-ranking figure of the human race for who knows how many years. His fighting skills are unique. How could he be defeated by the other party?
He couldn't help but snort coldly.
He took a step forward, holding a spear, and was about to kill the opponent on the spot.
Witnessed this scene.
Jiang Li felt his life threatened again. What the Asura in front of him said was right. He was indeed at the end of his strength. Although he practiced the ancient and modern methods, he was powerful and could almost sweep away all saints. But in a battle with the Holy Lord, who was good at fighting, he was ultimately inferior. Not only did he fail to hurt the opponent, but he was also seriously injured. If he continued to fight, he might die on the spot. Now his eyes wrinkled slightly, and he looked at the woman in front of him, and saw the other party smiling like a flower.
He couldn't help but ask, "Is the sacrifice not enough?"
"not enough!"
"It's just the corpse of a saint."
"I can't stand it."
“Just lost it.”
"I want the Holy Lord's!!"
"I can only use the three saints' corpses once!"
"As for whether the other party is dead or not."
"That's none of my business."
Although the woman looked extremely enthusiastic, her words were so cold that Jiang Li couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then sighed helplessly. The world nowadays is indeed one where strength is respected, and it is better to rely on oneself than on others. This is indeed true. He lowered his eyes slightly, holding the already rolled Demon-Devouring Knife again, looking forward indifferently, and the law of chaos once again appeared between heaven and earth.
When he was about to make a move.
At this moment, several figures appeared above the vast starry sky.
"Blood River Saint!!!"
"finally found you!!"
“Where are you running to?!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the breath of the Holy Lord arrived instantly, the stars collapsed one after another, the universe was empty, and countless gods gathered here. Each of them was at the saint level, and the leaders among them were three Holy Lords. Their breath was surging, their feet were standing on the boundless void, and their blood and energy were like a real furnace of the sun.
"Damn it, he's catching up with me again!!" When the Blood River Saint Lord saw this scene, he frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and stared at Jiang Li intently, as if he wanted to engrave the existence in front of him in his heart. In an instant, his body disappeared quietly, hiding in the void, and escaped on the spot.
He has suffered some serious damage now.
Although he thinks he is invincible in fighting.
But now, there are more than just ordinary saints coming.
There are also two holy kings.
If he still stayed here.
Maybe he will die on the spot in the next moment.
He didn't want to die on the battlefield just after betraying the human race.
There is a trace of resentment in my heart.
There is no other reason.
He originally thought that no matter how strong Jiang Li was now, he was just a saint after all. He could deal with him in just a moment at most, and then escape with his body. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to melt the laws in his body and be qualified to find the trace of the Demon of Killing.
When that time comes.
His strength must have increased a lot.
It would be easy to turn back and kill many human saints.
But now.
Who could have expected that the Son of Destiny would be so powerful.
Although it is only at the saint level.
But he is qualified to compete with the Holy Lord.
Moreover, even the Holy Lord who was the best at fighting could not gain any advantage from him.
Although the opponent is now at the end of his strength.
At most a moment.
The opponent will die under his own spear.
But he couldn't afford the gamble.
There are already three holy masters coming here.
Among them are two holy kings.
And there are hundreds of saints.
If you force it.
The three Holy Lords will surely take off his head.
He doesn't want to have such consequences.
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