When Bai Ye and others 'saw the light of day' again, they were all stunned. What happened?
"Brother Chen? Holy shit, Brother Chen is here so soon?"
When Bai Ye saw Xiao Chen fighting in the sky, he couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy.
"Brother Chen is here!"
Everyone else was also very happy, and their hearts finally settled down.
They were not only worried about their own safety, but also worried that Xiao Chen might be threatened.
Now that Xiao Chen is here, it means he is no longer threatened.
"Fuck, the old immortal is here too?"
When Sun Wugong saw the old fortune teller, his eyes widened even more and he felt more at ease.
The old immortal is here, that red-haired old dog is definitely going to die!
Swish.
The old fortune teller waved his hand, and all the special ropes that bound Bai Ye and others were broken.
"How is everything?"
The old fortune teller asked.
"Yes, that's great. Thank you for coming..."
Bai Ye said hurriedly.
"I have to come. I heard that something happened to you guys. Your brother Chen is a little panicked..."
The old fortune teller laughed.
"We are useless."
Bai Ye and others were a little embarrassed.
"Hey, old immortal, what's the origin of that red-haired old monster? That blood net is so powerful."
Fatty Chen said.
"We have no power to resist at all."
"The Thunder Blood Net is a powerful thing from ancient times. It's normal that you can't resist it."
The old fortune teller replied.
"Is that a clone?"
Old Demon Zhao stared at the red-haired ancestor who was fighting with Xiao Chen and frowned.
"Well, the master hasn't come back yet, and I'm waiting for him too."
The old fortune teller nodded.
"Since you have recovered, go and help. It is not easy for me to help right now."
"clear."
Zhao Lao Mo and the others responded. They were holding their breath and wanted to vent it out.
Since you can't defeat the real person, you can destroy his clone!
Besides, this clone doesn’t have a blood net... They are not afraid. After all, they can’t even defeat a clone, right?
With the joining of Bai Ye and others, the Red-haired Ancestor was suppressed for a while.
“Damn it.”
The red-haired old man had a gloomy expression on his face. They were all released?
However, he did not retreat. In less than ten minutes, his real body would arrive.
When the time comes, we’ll take them down together.
But that old man... made him feel like he couldn't quite understand him.
Could he be a top-level expert?
But thinking about how the old fortune teller broke the formation just now, he suppressed his doubts.
If he was really a top-level expert, it wouldn't be so difficult.
He should be just an ordinary formation master.
boom.
When the red-haired old man had a thought, he was blown away.
"I will kill your clone first, and then I will settle the score with your real body."
Xiao Chen shouted, and the Xuanyuan Sword fell again.
The red-haired old man retreated violently, avoiding the sharp knife.
"Old dog, now that there is no blood net, let's see how arrogant you are."
The black steel claws of Demon Zhao made a whistling sound and fell on his head.
The red-haired old man frowned and slapped his palm.
He was afraid of the Xuanyuan Sword, but not of the black gold steel claws.
Bang.
Old Demon Zhao was knocked away, and his black gold steel claws almost flew out of his hand.
He felt very uneasy, because this red-haired old monster not only had an amazing blood net, but also had extremely strong strength himself.
Otherwise, this clone couldn't be so strong.
Swish, swish, swish.
The red-haired old man did not fight head-on again. His figure flashed strangely in the valley, avoiding all attacks.
What he has to do now is to wait for the deity to arrive.
Before that, all we have to do is keep a close eye on Xiao Chen and not let him escape.
Xiao Chen naturally knew what the Red Haired Ancestor was thinking. Although he wanted to destroy his clone, his body shape was too strange and difficult to attack, so he gave up the idea.
Just wait until the real person arrives, and then we'll kill him together.
Thinking of this, he continued to act along.
Time passed minute by minute, and a terrifying aura came roaring from afar.
Xiao Chen paused and suddenly turned his head to look. Coming?
"Xiao Chen, why don't you surrender? Otherwise... you will be killed next."
The red-haired ancestor shouted.
"Is it you who has come?"
Xiao Chen asked deliberately.
"Humph, what do you think you can do now that I am here?"
"Oh, you're all done."
After the red-haired old man finished speaking, he turned into a blood-red light and suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a huge blood net fell from the sky.
This blood net seemed boundless, covering the entire valley and blocking out the sky and the sun.
The old fortune teller looked up, his eyes flashing slightly, it really was the Thunder Blood Net.
"Xiao Chen, as long as you surrender, I can give you a chance to live. How about that?"
A thunderous sound came from all directions.
"If you kneel down and kowtow, I will consider giving you a chance to live."
Xiao Chen raised his voice.
"You are so bold that you dare to attack my people..."
Swish.
Several figures appeared on the blood net. They were the red-haired ancestor and his disciples.
"How is it possible..."
The person who was responsible for contacting Xiao Chen had a changing expression and was in disbelief.
Before, Xiao Chen was clearly still in Longhai, right?
In the blink of an eye, we are here?
And Xiao Chen also agreed to meet tomorrow!
"Xiao Chen, I originally only wanted the inheritance of the Three Emperors, but now that you are here, I want more."
The red-haired old man looked down at Xiao Chen and said.
"What? Are you a spider spirit? You only dare to stay in the web and don't dare to come down to fight me?"
Xiao Chen asked coldly.
"You don't need me to do it myself."
The red-haired ancestor shook his head.
"I……"
"What about me? Do I need you to do it yourself?"
Suddenly, a faint voice interrupted the red-haired ancestor's words.
The red-haired old ancestor was stunned for a moment, and looked intently in that place. Was it the formation master?
Then, he had a bad feeling in his heart. Could he be wrong? This old guy was not only a master of formations?
"This Thunder Blood Net is great. Hand it over and I'll give you a whole body. How about that?"
The old fortune teller asked.
"Who are you!"
Hearing the words 'Thunder Blood Net', the red-haired ancestor's face changed.
There are not many people in this world who know about the 'Thunder Blood Net'!
The name alone is enough to indicate that the old fortune teller is no ordinary formation master.
"You are not worthy of knowing who I am... Let me ask you one question, do you want to hand it over or not?"
The old fortune teller's voice turned cold.
“Arrogant!”
The red-haired old ancestor shouted angrily. Although he was a little afraid of the old fortune teller's background, even if he had a background, he shouldn't be so arrogant, right?
The next second, he put his fingers together like a sword, carved runes, and landed on the thunder and blood web.
He was also mumbling to himself.
Rumble.
Thunderbolts appeared out of nowhere, making a deafening sound, and struck the old fortune teller.
The old fortune teller's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
When he appeared again, he had already arrived above the Thunder Blood Net.
"impossible!"
The red-haired old man's eyes narrowed. How did he get out? !
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