neel down and kowtow to me, and take the initiative to apologize, this young master will let you off." Yin Xuanji shook the bell, a sinister smile in his eyes.He teamed up with Feng Yin to fight enemi...A bunch of demons, dare to attack this god

In the gray mist, blood light surged into the sky. The Three-Armor Blood Ancestor's divine voice roared, echoing throughout the heavens.

He shook his blood wings, their bright crimson light slashing the two charging divine corpses apart. Rotten flesh rained down upon the ground.

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But the evil corpse wouldn't stay dead, soon its remains reassembled, flesh congealing together.

"What kind of monster is this If it's just a corpse puppet, it shouldn't have such powerful regenerative abilities."

To everyone's astonishment, the old Taoist priest, with a divine corpse at his side, sat cross-legged. He clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, breathing and exhaling, mobilizing the Dao runes to refine the Three Blood Ancestors within him.

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Zhang Ruochin felt a chill run down his spine and said, "What's going on It's a corpse, but it can still meditate and cultivate This old Taoist must have already developed consciousness, no, it's possible that his consciousness has revived. Could there really be an immortal secret in this world"

The four characters "Immortal Curse Technique" flashed through Zhang Ruochin's mind.

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Soon, his mighty divine body was compressed by the squeezing force formed by the collapsing space, reduced to the size of a chicken egg.

It was bloody, and you couldn't even tell where the head was from the legs.

Outside the formation, Bai Qing'er and Ajie assisted Zhang Ruochin in controlling the formation, fending off attacks from the celestial spirits.

"As I said, your Blood War Temple lineage is coming to an end today. Yet you still dare to challenge me."

Zhang Ruchen clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth, and unleashed his spiritual energy with all his might. He pressed down on the Second Demon Blood Ancestor with every ounce of his being, trying to break free from its spatial confinement, shrinking it smaller and smaller.

Theinto laughter.If the Cold Moon Realm becomes the first in the Merit War of Saints, it will not become the next battlefield. Zhang Ruochen is considered to have fought for a way out for them.Zhang Ruoc...