I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

The Heavenly Fire Demon God, who was secretly observing in the prison, looked at the scene in front of him and fell silent.

Good news: Here comes a rich brother, he should look down on himself as the spirit of the world

Bad news: The rich guy is a little too rich, and he probably can’t even see this small world.

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Nine middle-grade spiritual veins.

As a former peak god who was about to ascend half a step away, he knew very well what kind of gold content this was.

Although Lu Wenwu didn't say anything, the Sky Fire Demon God knew in his heart that the opponent must have a high-grade spiritual vein in his hand.

Even the legendary top-grade spiritual veins are not impossible.

And the current small world of Skyfire.

Well.

It's really sad, there are only two high-grade spiritual veins in total.

One is in the trial world, and the other is in the trial treasure house.

The Skyfire Demon God felt very melancholy.

It felt like the end of my prison sentence was once again elusive.

It's a pity that he, a half-way monk, is a world spirit in name only.

Before the final trial is passed, all permissions are locked, which makes it difficult for him to do things similar to Little Heavenly Dao like other world spirits.

Being able to release some information to the outside world and simulate some aura that is fatally attractive to the demon clan to attract people to open the small world of Skyfire is the limit of what he can do.

can only say.

The Spirit of the World has somewhat failed in doing what he did.

Just as Lu Wenwu and his party were on their way to Zhenna City, the interior of Zhenna City was completely fried.

This is an entire army!

The most elite first hunting regiment!

The main force of Zhenna City!

There are a total of 970 Jindan and 30 Yuanying legions!

Except for Jia Yongchang, the grandson of the Blood Pattern Patriarch, all the members died!

The red mark of the killer was so dazzling that it almost turned the entire bronze mirror into blood!

In this big city with a population of hundreds of thousands, although there are countless foundation-building monks, the two realms of Jindan and Nascent Soul cannot be easily achieved with the help of Life Armor.

Of course, the cultivation of armor-human monks with life armor and blood armor crystals is smoother and easier than that of normal human monks.

But there is one issue that cannot be ignored.

The aura of Tianhuo Small World is not enough!

There are only five middle-grade spiritual veins and one high-grade spiritual vein in the entire world.

Like the main world, a middle-grade spiritual vein is only for use by Tianxing Sect monks, and Yu Yun can even provide some light to the casual cultivators in Tianxing City.

In the small world of Tianhuo, there are too many armor-human cultivators who are all monks.

Imagine that there are hundreds of thousands of foundation-building monks in the city practicing together. How can a middle-grade spiritual vein have enough spiritual energy?

How can spiritual stones be enough?

How can all monks be eligible for cultivation resources?

It is precisely because of this situation that although the Jia Human Clan has monks per capita, the number of Nascent Soul and God Transformation experts is not very large.

If they hadn't had the innate ability of battle formation, they might have been killed by monsters that could rely on Nikkei Yuehua for training.

In this environment, whoever has the strongest resource acquisition ability will have the last laugh.

In the center of Zhennan City, among the majestic buildings.

"Ancestor, what should we do next? The demon god from outside the territory has already come towards us! The young master is still in his hands!"

A man in red armor was lying on the ground, with a look of grief and anger on his face. He suppressed his grief and asked the old man in gold armor who was sitting on the throne.

Strangely, the armor of the old man wearing golden armor was not pure gold, but had red lines one after another.

These lines flickered on and off with the old man's breath, flowing continuously as if they were alive, intertwined into complex and mysterious patterns one after another, and actually condensed into some forbidden magic circles on their own.

Judging from the terrifying aura exuding from the other party, it was obvious that this was the blood-striped ancestor mentioned by Jia Yongchang, the leader of Zhenna City.

Relying on his superb blood-patterned life armor casting skills, he advanced to become a god, and advanced all the way to the middle stage of god transformation.

Under his leadership, Zhenna City has grown from a small border town originally named Zhennanguan into one of the top five big cities in the world. He has almost wiped out the surrounding monsters and snatched a precious middle-grade spiritual vein. !

But now, because of the arrival of an alien demon god, everything is ruined.

The elites that the Blood Pattern Patriarch had painstakingly cultivated for many years were all lost in one fell swoop, and even his beloved grandson was captured by the enemy. Zhennan City could be said to have returned to peace before liberation overnight.

"Gather the troops and prepare for war."

The Blood Pattern Ancestor's voice was cold, like a machine without emotion, and no emotion could be heard in it.

"The demon god from outside the territory has arrived. I will personally lead you and others to form a formation of heavenly immortal armor to kill this beast!"

"kill!"

The red-armored monks in the hall roared in unison, with murderous intent filling the sky.

The next moment, there was a strong wind in the palace.

All the armored monks disappeared in an instant.

When they appeared again, they were already on top of the city.

The destruction of the First Patrol Legion was certainly a heavy blow, but Zhennan City was not completely without people to fight with.

All the clansmen of Jindan and above in Zhennan City were recruited and stood at the top of the city waiting to form a formation to defend against the enemy.

More than 300 Jindan and the remaining ten Yuanyingjia people lined up here, tightly grasping the combat weapon in their hands.

Although the ancestor is here in person, it is impossible to say that he is not nervous.

The other party is capable of killing the First Legion single-handedly, and the old, weak, sick and disabled people are not enough to defeat the other party alone.

This is true even if the formation is formed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Just when the atmosphere was already tense to the extreme, suddenly, a cloud with a tail of fire came from far to near, rapidly approaching the direction of Zhennan City.

"Buzz-buzz-"

Bursts of fierce buzzing sounds rang out, and the alarm spread throughout the city in an instant.

Although the Jiaren cultivators are slightly weak in other aspects, they are particularly proficient in refining equipment and formations.

They also have the abilities that many technological civilizations have.

When the alarm sounded and the Jiaren cultivators were ready to fight, a strong and powerful aura suddenly spread.

The blood-marked ancestor in golden armor rose from the ground and confronted Lu Wenwu and others who had stopped in the air.

The aura that made people feel horrified suppressed the Jiaren cultivators, but instead made them feel calmer.

This is their ancestor!

The top three blood vein ancestor in the world!

The invincible ancestor who led Zhennan City to grow and develop!

The sun was shining, and the wind was howling.

The first voice was Jia Yongchang's heart-wrenching cry: "Grandpa! It's me! I'm Yongchang! Tyrannosaurus ancestor didn't..."

"Shut up! You spineless thing, you have disgraced our Jiaren clan!"

The angry blood vein ancestor was as heavy as a bell, with a gloomy old face, and shouted loudly.

"Demons from outside the domain, killing my people and slaughtering my descendants, now they are showing off their power in front of my Zhennan City. Do you really think that my Jia people are made of mud?"

Ignoring Jia Yongchang, who was a little disappointed and then panicked again on the auspicious cloud, Lu Wenwu looked at the Blood Pattern Ancestor with a playful look in his eyes.

No magnificent momentum, no cold voice.

Lu Wenwu just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said lightly: "Are you afraid of me?"

The Blood Pattern Ancestor's face changed violently, and the aura on his body exploded directly, as if a god descended to the earth.

"Demons from outside the domain, don't speak arrogantly! If you dare to take another step forward, I will let you know what power is!"

Lu Wenwu still had the same expression as before, and his voice was still calm, but the tone changed to an affirmative sentence.

"You are afraid of me."

In Lu Wenwu's eyes at this time, the Blood Pattern Ancestor was like a timid old lion.

The remaining prestige is still there, but the strength is not as strong as it was in the past.

This is like a big brother in the underworld.

When someone attacks, even if the big brother is old and weak, he can cut the attacker's neck with a knife, and the big brother is still the same big brother.

However, if after someone attacks, the big brother just shakes out his former reputation to intimidate and try to make the enemy retreat on his own

Then the big brother will probably have a hard time surviving the next month.

Lacking experience in fighting with others, the Blood Pattern Ancestor immediately revealed his true thoughts.

It is indeed a bit unfair to say that he is afraid of Lu Wenwu.

But he does not want to fight with Lu Wenwu, and hopes that he will retreat when he finds it difficult. This is indeed true.

It's just that he wants both face and substance, which Lu Wenwu cannot satisfy.

Maomao has disappeared quietly, turning into flame patterns to condense the fire of the evil fight.

Lu Wenwu turned his head and glanced at the two new pets, and chuckled.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him die, be prepared to clean up the battlefield."

"How brave!"

How good is the hearing of a Divine Transformation cultivator?

The two sides were only one or two kilometers apart, and Lu Wenwu did not deliberately eliminate the sound, so the Blood Pattern Ancestor naturally heard it.

The Blood Pattern Ancestor, who felt that he was despised by the other party, was immediately furious, knowing that this battle would not end peacefully, and his fighting spirit and killing intent instantly rose to the extreme.

"Luotian Immortal Armor Formation, form!"

"Boom!"

With the Blood Pattern Ancestor as the center, a huge battle shadow instantly took shape, bursting out an unparalleled terrifying pressure.

That is the power of the late stage of Divine Transformation, which is the limit that this world cannot cultivate to!

The concentration of spiritual power in this world is not enough to support the appearance of the late stage of Divine Transformation.

Only by condensing the battle shadow can it be superimposed!

Feeling the surging power in his body, the face of the Blood Pattern Ancestor became more and more gloomy, as if water could drip out.

If the First Legion was still there, the Tianxian Armor Formation would have even reached the peak of the Spiritualization Realm, with a slight possibility of breaking through the shackles of space!

But all this was destroyed by the person in front of him!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

In the mighty airflow, the blood veins on the Blood Vein Ancestor's armor suddenly bloomed, and the corresponding blood veins appeared on the surface of the golden battle shadow. The originally illusory life armor phantom seemed to be real at this time.

In the battle shadow, the Blood Vein Ancestor used a secret method to spread the original god, connecting the power of heaven and earth, and connecting the spirits of all things.

The strange expansion of his life magic weapon spear and life armor was actually combined with the huge battle shadow.

Even his entire person seemed to be integrated with the battle shadow, becoming the same whole.

Suddenly, the originally dull and rigid eyes of the battle shadow suddenly became lively.

As his figure flashed, the spear in his hand went straight in the direction of Lu Wenwu!

"Die!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tip of the spear had not yet arrived, but the terrifying spear intent seemed to twist the world into a spiral.

Golden light burst out, and the sharp spear shadows had completely submerged Lu Wenwu, and the sound of gunfire broke out.

Lu Wenwu raised his hand and looked at his bleeding arm. Feeling the powerful force contained in this shot, he suddenly closed his eyes, opened his arms as if enjoying it, and showed a happy look on his face.

"This level of purity is really terrifying."

"Extremely arrogant!"

The Blood Mark Ancestor was extremely angry. Wherever the spear passed, there were piercing whistles and sharp explosions, and sonic booms exploded in the air.

When the tip of the spear was less than half a meter away from him, Lu Wenwu's eyes suddenly opened, and he suddenly threw a punch with a grim smile.

In an instant, an endless sea of ​​blood descended.

The terrifying mental shock rushed out in all directions in an instant, and even the Blood Mark Ancestor, who had been through many battles, was stunned for a moment.

That was the blood evil condensed from billions of lives, the most terrifying karma in the world.

He claimed to have practiced in the flames of war and was born in blood. Even the blood pattern he was proud of was forged in killing.

But in front of this endless sea of ​​blood, his thousands of years of killing with all his strength seemed so small and ridiculous, as if mocking his incompetence.

Lu Wenwu did not give the Blood Pattern Ancestor time to be stunned.

The military killing fist blasted out, and the punch with the Demon God's War Spear collided with the War Shadow Spear, bursting out with a roar that was enough to pierce the eardrums.

"Boom!"

The violent airflow burst in an instant, and the few white clouds between heaven and earth turned to ashes.

The War Shadow, which was personally commanded by the Blood Pattern Ancestor and gathered all the remaining main battle armor human cultivators in Zhennan City, was actually suppressed in this collision!

The Blood Pattern Ancestor, who was hit and staggered, could not accept it.

Even if it was just a test, what did the other party rely on!

He did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, nor did he feel any mobilization of the power of heaven and earth.

It was just as if there was a blessing of "momentum", and he punched out entirely with the strength of his physical body.

But how is this possible?

Even the immortal who created this world in legend couldn't have such a strong physical strength, right?

"Kill!"

The Blood Mark Patriarch's heart was cold, and his brutality and killing intent surged again.

Before Zhan Ying could completely stabilize his body, hundreds of long swords of different attributes had already flown out of Zhan Ying's body, as neat and uniform as a sword.

These magic weapons belonging to different cultivators were uniformly mobilized by the Blood Mark Patriarch, forming a sword formation in a very short time, strangling Lu Wenwu.

The heart-pounding sword intent burst out.

The endless sword energy blocked all of Lu Wenwu's dodging positions.

The pure sword formation composed of hundreds of flying swords shot out, carrying an unparalleled sharpness to kill, which was many times sharper than the flying swords of ordinary cultivators!

The Divine Transformation cultivator can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and the power that can be unleashed with a wave of his hand is extremely incredible.

Now with the blessing of the battle shadow and the formation, the sword formation of the Blood Pattern Ancestor has an unstoppable feeling, as if it is going to chop Lu Wenwu into pieces with one blow!

In the center of the sword formation, the smile on Lu Wenwu's face became more and more intense.

Flying sword?

Sword formation?

It's just right!

This time it's finally just right!

Without a flying sword, what's the point of cultivating immortals!