This situation caused the place to fall into a brief silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became very strange.

Xuelang turned around and looked at him, then shook his head slightly, not without disgust:

"It is a great wisdom to make a cocoon for oneself."

"You must have had a lot of sex and your brain has gone awry."

He really looked down upon the strength of these people and did not even use any means to prevent them from escaping.

The result is this situation, but I am still like a headless fly, bumping around and unable to escape.

It more or less made Mo feel a little ridiculous.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Changshou reacted quickly, probably because he didn't hit too hard this time.

"Damn it!"

This time, he could no longer be calm.

This formation is so powerful that even the talismans can't help me escape.

Another escape route was blocked.

And now, a large number of costly means have been used at all costs.

Now, I can't help feeling that I'm at the end of my rope.

Noticing Zhou Mu in his field of vision, Zhou Changshou felt uneasy for a moment.

This son of a bitch really ruined himself...

etc!

Zhou Changshou seemed to suddenly think of something and his eyes lit up.

There is always a way out!

He thought of a solution that might resolve the current crisis.

My own old father!

Back then, the last battle with the Blood Demon forced it to fall into a deep sleep, and his life span was almost gone.

Before falling asleep, he gave many instructions, saying that he must be awakened only when something that could prolong his life or better essence and blood was found, otherwise he could be left to sleep peacefully underground.

After so many years, nothing that could prolong life was found, and as for his essence and blood, they were never enough, so his old father never had a chance to reappear.

Before he fell asleep, his realm was even stronger than his current state. Although he had never taken the step to become a Saint King, it was still enough for him to call himself a Half-Step Saint King.

Right now, there is still no better way to conserve essence and blood and prolong life.

But as long as his old father can defeat this blood demon and then refine his blood demon's body, what happened today will not be a bad thing.

Of course, he knew that doing so was risky. After all, the demon's strength was probably not weak even among the Saint Kings.

But there is no other way now.

I can't keep being betrayed by this bastard.

So, let my old father think about the overall situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even if I die, it would be a good story if my name can be passed down through the ages!

At that moment, he quickly sent a message to Zhou Mu, saying:

"Mu'er, go dig your grandpa out!"

"ah?"

Zhou Mu was stunned:

"Grandpa is not dying, but once he wakes up, I'm afraid..."

"We don't have that much time. If this devil doesn't die, all of us will be killed by him!" Zhou Changshou urged.

Zhou Mu didn't say anything else, just nodded in agreement and then left.

At this time, Xuelang had already solved all those methods.

He took a big step forward and rushed towards Zhou Changshou again. He grabbed with his big hand, and in an instant it was like a surging sea of ​​blood, transforming into a terrifying giant blood demon hand that grabbed at him.

Zhou Changshou let out a low cry and quickly responded.

To say the least is to respond, but the main thing is to try to block it and avoid its sharp edge at the same time.

Unfortunately, due to the difference in strength, even though he was not caught directly, there were still shocking cracks on the soft armor on his body.

"That was a bit of a mistake."

Looking at the fight between Zhou Changshou and Xuelang, Lu Changzhi shook his head softly.

I originally planned to let Zhou Changshou consume some blood, but looking at this situation.

I don't know whether it was because Zhou Changshou had no intention of being tough and just wanted to escape, or because he was old and had no control over his own life.

In short, although he is at the ninth level of the Saint Realm, he is indeed very weak.

At this rate, not to mention consuming all the energy, even bringing out the Blood Hammer's true form would be a hassle.

Now this middle-aged man's appearance is just the human form of Xuelang, but his true form is in his strongest state.

"Just wait a little longer."

At this moment, his original body has also arrived at this nearby location.

However, he was still not in a hurry.

Just now he noticed that Zhou Mu had left. He must have gone to retrieve some trump card.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has developed for so many years. It would be ridiculous if it really had no trump card to resolve such a crisis.

I just don't know what I can get to try to solve this problem. Lu Changzhi still has some expectations and hopes for this.

.......

On the field.

It is no exaggeration to describe the fighting situation as fierce.

But when it comes to the morale of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it's bullshit.

The reason lies in the nature of this matter.

It is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Under the basin of dirty water punished by Zhuang Lin, Zhou Zhanming is now clearly bearing the blame one after another, openly or secretly.

Unfortunately, these pots cannot provide it with any defensive capabilities.

The one he was facing was also a demon envoy at the Saint level, whose strength was no weaker than his own. However, there were several scars on his body.

brush.

The figures flashed and as they passed each other, a fierce look flashed in Zhou Zhanming's eyes.

Judging from what he did, he chose to exchange injury for injury.

laugh!

The blood-red long blade held by the blood demon pierced his shoulder, and his long sword also slashed at the blood demon.

brush.

The knife flashed by.

The blood demon's entire arm was chopped off in one swoop.

The Blood Demon cried out in pain and immediately attacked Zhou Zhanming.

Zhou Zhanming retreated decisively and at the same time thrust his long sword into the broken arm, pulling it back.

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"With an arm missing, the next step is to kill you!"

Raising his hand, he took out the jade bottle, poured it into his mouth, and recovered from his injuries. Zhou Zhanming stared at the blood demon.

However, from the sea of ​​blood below, a column of blood rose into the sky, gathered under the figure of the blood demon, and rushed towards his body.

The next moment, Zhou Zhanming's expression changed.

At the place where the blood demon's arm was broken, under the gathering of blood, an arm was actually growing again which was visible to the naked eye.

This injury, which would have caused severe consequences to a human practitioner, was easily healed in the blink of an eye by the Blood Demon.

At this time, the blood demon looked over, his eyes fell on the broken arm, and suddenly devilish words rang out of his mouth.

Zhou Zhanming's expression suddenly changed, he reacted and decisively threw his severed arm away.

The next moment.

Boom!

The severed arm exploded, transforming into an astonishing force impact, raising a blood mist all over the sky.

Similar situations occurred in battles everywhere.

With the blessing of the sea of ​​blood, the recovery ability of these blood demons has reached an astonishing level, which once made people despair.

On the other side, in just a few breaths, Zhou Changshou was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

At this moment, Zhou Mu returned.

On his shoulders was a luxurious long coffin that was gilded all over. He took two steps at a time, then stopped and put the coffin on the ground.

The next moment, he said in a low voice:

"Welcome to His Majesty the Lord!"

As the voice fell, his hands fell on the edge of the long coffin and he exerted force suddenly.

rumble.

The lid of the long coffin seemed to be weighed a thousand pounds. When it was opened, it emitted a startling roar.

For a moment, everyone on the field was attracted by it.

Bang!

Xuelang repelled Zhou Changshou with one palm strike, and then he looked towards the long coffin and chuckled:

"Beating the younger to get the older is the human race's consistent style, but......"

The voice paused, and Xuelang moved his wrist with an expectant look on his face:

"Have you finally decided to give me a higher level of strength?"