Chapter 499 The Blood-clothed Ancestor is manipulated

The blood pool made by the Demon Dragon Emperor of Blood Prison belongs to a middle and lower blood pool in the Netherworld Purgatory. The Blood Prison Bead that Cheng Gong gave to the Blood Clothing Ancestor is the best Blood Prison Bead. Although it was a common thing in Cheng Gong's eyes in the previous life, it is definitely a super top thing now. The Blood Clothing Ancestor was released by Cheng Gong, and according to what Cheng Gong said, his body sank directly and circulated the Blood Prison Bead crazily.

"Boom...boom..." The blood pool was activated by the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor and was running wildly. The huge force directly poured into the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor. However, when the Blood Clothing Ancestor went down with the Blood Prison Bead, all the power in the blood pool was absorbed by the Blood Prison Bead.

"Blood Prison Bead, how is this possible? How can there be a blood Prison Bead of this level, my blood pool, my power, my body... Stop it for me and bring it to me..." The Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor found out that something was wrong and immediately wanted to rush down to snatch the Blood Clothing Ancestor's Blood Prison Bead.

"Your, what is yours? Nothing is yours. Go back and the divine thought impact." The Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor rushed down like a mountain. Even if Cheng Gong joined forces with Xue Ying, it would be difficult for him to resist head-on. Fortunately, he was prepared and instantly used the divine thought impact in the God Refining Art. With his current divine thoughts emitted divine thoughts, the power was super powerful. The most important thing is that Cheng Gong had noticed that the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor was not as lucky as himself. Although he had no loss in his divine thoughts and only needed to gradually recover, the divine thoughts of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor were damaged by huge damage, and even his divine mind was affected. It is conceivable how serious it was.

Therefore, Cheng Gong directly used the divine thought impact in the God Refining Art, and an invisible and tangible divine thought power spread like ripples in the lake, instantly hitting the mind of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor.

"Ah!" Screaming, the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor rolled in the air, and even the body condensed by magic power began to become a little unformed, and the huge power was directly in chaos.

"Frozen Qianli." Snow Eagle Song Zhantian instantly urged his magic power to the limit and directly used his magical power to the limit. At this moment, the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor was hit by the impact of his divine thoughts, and there was a problem with the body condensed by the magic power. He did not resist at all and directly bombarded his body heavily. Not to mention that his body's magic power was frozen a lot, the damage to the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor this time was also huge.

Cheng Gong knew that this time must achieve miraculous effects, which was different from the battles that were delayed and practiced just now, so he also burst out the strongest divine consciousness to suppress the divine consciousness to the limit. This made his seven orifices bleeding, and the blood vessels on his head were stretched high, making his face look ferocious, but his divine consciousness impact continued to bombard. Even if the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor reached this level, his power was much stronger than them. Moreover, if it rushed into the blood pool and absorbed the huge power that millions of people accumulated over the past hundred years with him for countless pills and various forces, Cheng Gong had no choice but to escape and let the little madman take action.

But once the little madman is exposed, he will have greater trouble and greater danger, and the little madman will also be more dangerous. He has lost a strong trump card, so he has to deal with the damaged divine thought of the Demon Dragon Emperor of the Blood Prison.

"Ah... you are dead, you are already dead, why are you struggling to die for me?" Cheng Gong's spiritual thoughts were running wildly, and he seemed extremely terrifying.

"Hurry up, Cheng Gong can't hold on." The Snow Eagle Song Zhantian's divine thought instantly informed the Blood-clothed Ancestor, and he suddenly contracted his power. A pure white light emitted from its body. This was the demon pill that directly stimulated the demon emperor in its body, and it was also a method that could increase his power and magical power in a short period of time.

"Blood Prison Battle Sword, infinite bombardment." The Blood Clothing Ancestor was now using the power of the ninth level of the Human Infant Stage to absorb the power of the blood pool with the help of the Blood Clothing Pearl. At this moment, he heard the voice of Xueying Song Zhantian, and suddenly moved the Blood Clothing Armor to the limit, and then instantly transformed the power absorbed in the Blood Clothing Pearl into the Blood Clothing Divine Dragon Emperor. In an instant, tens of thousands of swords bombarded the Blood Clothing Demon Dragon Emperor. He was igniting the power of the Blood Clothing Pearl. Each sword was twice as powerful as his own. Each sword had the power of thousands of dragons. In an instant, tens of thousands of roads could be imagined how terrifying it was. If it weren't for the power of the Blood Clothing Ancestor, even if he squeezed it dry, he wouldn't be able to emit ten swords.

"Frozen Qianli." Xueying burst out again with more than two thousand dragons to activate the Frozen Qianli magic power. This time, almost frozen the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor. Cheng Gong's divine thoughts persisted in impact. The Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor could only roll in pain and could not gather strength at all.

This place was frozen, and under the bombardment of the Blood Prison's Blood Prison War Knife, the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor was finally completely shattered.

"Ah... I'll fight with you..." At this time, while the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor shattered, a huge demon core inside, a hundred times stronger than the Guangwei Demon King's Demon core flew out and rushed into the blood pool.

"Star Wind, Slash!" Cheng Gong suddenly focused all his power on the Xingfeng Battle Sword. In an instant, Xingfeng broke away from Cheng Gong's hand and turned into a ray of light. The rule power on Xingfeng can increase the speed of the sword holder. Once Xingfeng fights alone, the speed is even faster.

"Boom!" Xingfeng Battle Sword hit the demon dragon emperor's demon core with a scream, and the demon core was bombarded with several cracks.

"Die, die, die, die, you are already dead." At this moment, the divine consciousness of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor who had been hit one after another almost collapsed in an instant. Cheng Gong took this opportunity to attack the divine consciousness again.

The next moment, within the demon core of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor, the magical thoughts of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor were completely defeated, and the divine impressions completely disappeared between heaven and earth. There were still some cracks on the demon core of the huge dragon-shaped demon emperor, but they were full of powerful power.

Even if only half of them are left, it is also the demon core of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor. Even if the existence of Tianying who has experienced the Tiangang Thunder Tribulation knows, he will fight for it at all costs.

"Big Young Master, pounce... I can't do it anymore, ** can't control it. The Blood Prison Bead will control me..." Just as Xueying Song Zhantian felt the divine imprint of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor dissipated and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard the call of the Blood Clothing Ancestor.

At this time, Cheng Gong was not in good condition. At the moment of defeating the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor, he was about to fall down. It was Xueying Song Zhantian's body that moved and held him on his back. As soon as Cheng Gong landed on Xueying Song Zhantian's back, he immediately squirted out a mouthful of blood, and he lay on Xueying Song Zhantian's back as powerless as death.

The Blood Clothing Ancestor was in his current state, and the Blood Clothing Ancestor was running wildly. The Blood Clothing Ancestor was almost unable to control it. The power on the blood pool made the Blood Clothing Ancestor feel as if it was activated, and it actually had a tendency to occupy the Blood Clothing Ancestor and control the Snowland Ancestor.

"Stop, stop absorbing the power in the blood pool." Xueying Song Zhantian hurriedly stopped seeing that the blood-clothed ancestor was in a wrong state.

"No, no, I can't control it at all. The power released just now was too powerful..." When the Blood Clothing Ancestor shouted, his expression had become extremely strange, and the blood and energy around his body also increased wildly. His power also skyrocketed rapidly at this time. In almost the blink of an eye, it had actually increased to nearly the power of Thousand Dragons.

If this trend continues, he will definitely reach the level of the existence of the Earth Infant, that is, the Great Demon King of the Netherworld Purgatory. Once he is controlled by the Blood Prison Bead, he will only know how to kill. He will completely absorb the power of the blood pool and then merge the Blood Prison Bead to transform it. He may be even more terrifying than the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor whose mind was slightly damaged just now.

"Ice and Snow Blade." When the snow eagle Song Zhantian saw that something was wrong, he suddenly mobilized his power, and his wings moved his wings and the ice-cold blade condensed by countless ice-cold powers bombarded him.

"Bang..." Not only were the ice and snow blades shattered, but the anti-shock force directly caused the snow eagle Song Zhantian to be shaken away for several kilometers, even the feathers were broken a lot, and many blood marks appeared on his body.

Snow Eagle Song Zhantian could feel the power contained there with just this attack. He already understood very well that it would never be possible to stop this with his own strength.

"Cheng Gong, you can't faint yet. This is your slave. The Blood Prison Bead is also given to the Blood Clothing Ancestor. You should think of a solution quickly."

"Boy, if you are not awake, be careful that I will beat you up on the ass."

"Wake up, wake up, something big happened..."

Song Zhantian shouted that it was useless, and in the end there was no way. Even if he knew that Cheng Gong had used his divine thoughts too much just now, he could only use his divine thoughts to call him and wake him up.

"Ah!" After being stimulated by divine thoughts again, Cheng Gong felt that his brain was almost bursting as if he was stabbed by tens of thousands of needles. He almost wanted to break himself while covering his head. This thing was much more painful than death.

In just a moment, the severe pain made Cheng Gong lose weight. A cloud of fog rose in his body, which was a special reaction of excessive pain and stimulation of the body, causing his own water to evaporate wildly.

Damn, it is so painful to use the divine mind too much. Cheng Gong instinctively uses the Yin-Yang All Things Art. Fortunately, the power of the Yin-Yang Yuan Dan has not been completely digested. Therefore, the Yin-Yang All Things Art has been much faster and has quickly relieved some headaches.

"Damn, didn't the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor kill him? What happened again?" Cheng Gong slowly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was full of flowers.

"The Blood Clothing Ancestor just used too much power to cooperate with me to smash the body of the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor. As a result, the Blood Prison Bead was too powerful to be stimulated by the blood pool, and he actually wanted to control the Blood Clothing Ancestor. If the Blood Prison Bead was let to control the Blood Clothing Ancestor, it would definitely be even more terrifying than the Blood Prison Demon Dragon Emperor." Seeing that Cheng Gong was awake on his back, Song Zhantian did not use his divine thoughts anymore, because when he saw Cheng Gong's current appearance, he knew that his mind was about to explode. Using divine thoughts now was equivalent to adding fuel to the fire, he shouted directly.

"Damn, what are you doing..." Cheng Gong heard that his head was getting bigger again. He really felt that his head was about to explode now. There was no need for Song Zhantian to explain in detail based on his understanding of the Blood Pool and the Blood Prison Bead to know what happened.

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