Heir To All

Chu Linguang's voice is no stranger.

The other party had a relationship with him and almost died in his hands.

Pharaoh Hei Ting, Wang Tianyi.

Zhou Yubo apprenticeship in Daqingshan that day.

Chu Linguang waved three swords and killed Wu Mo and Li Zilong Heiting two pharaohs, and also severely injured Wang Tianyi. Wang Tianyi relied on the blood to escape the Dafa to escape.

These days, under the nourishment of the black court blood pool.

He has recovered, and even his strength has improved a lot.

Of course, no matter how much the improvement is, the gap with Chu Linguang is also very obvious.

In Daqingshan that day, he was forced to perform **** escape and escape. Today, Chu Linguang has become an immortal and controls the empty and bright realm. It is even easier to kill him Wang Tianyi.

But this guy.

Dare to emerge blatantly at this time, for fear that something is abnormal.

But Chu Linguang didn't care at all.

nothing to say.

As long as he is a member of the Black Court, he will kill one by one.

Will never show mercy.

Because Hei Ting and Dahua are mortal enemies, the existence of immortality, it is impossible to reconcile as before in this life.

So after seeing Wang Tianyi's figure.

Without saying anything, Chu Linguang drew his sword directly and slashed towards Wang Tianyi.

"Chu Linguang!"

Wang Tian was furious, and Chu Linguang didn't hesitate to shoot when he saw him. This kind of murderous intent was stronger than him, and he didn't take him as a pharaoh in his eyes.

While he was speaking.

A burst of blood filled the mist.

The blood-colored city wall was formed and stood in front of Wang Tianyi.

It seemed to block Chu Linguang's way all at once.

Pouch.

However, in the fierce Scarlet City Wall, Chu Linguang couldn't stop Chu Linguang from making a full-strength sword.

A sword containing the world's Taoism can destroy almost everything, not to mention that Chu Linguang is still a land god, whose strength is beyond everyone here.

"kill him!"

Wang Tianyi burst out.

Jian Feng cut it, tore his clothes on his chest, leaving a deep bone wound on his chest. Although he was protected, Chu Linguang's sword almost killed him.

"Wow!"

Dark shadows appeared one after another.

Accompanied by the sound of chains mopping the floor.

It formed a big net, and wanted to trap Chu Linguang and let Chu Linguang die in the devil pond. It seemed that all this was the original plan of Hei Ting.

Prepared well in advance.

Chu Lin's eyes swept away, and he saw which iron chains were extraordinary. They were not forged from ordinary profound iron, and ordinary land immortals were difficult to cut, so he didn't talk nonsense and took out the Wangyou sword.

Sword Qi turned across the air.

Howl!

The horrible ghost sword light, cuts iron like mud.

Even the iron chain forged with extraordinary profound iron, under this Wangyou sword, was like ordinary iron, and could not stop Chu Linguang's path at all.

As soon as the iron net was woven, it was broken open by Chu Linguang with a sword.

People are rising to the sky, when they are ready to kill Wang Tianyi again in one piece.

A petite figure appeared above.

His face was pale.

Like **** ghosts.

That amazing is a baby.

To be correct, he is a blood boy.

A boy bred from the black court blood pool.

This is the secret of the black court.

Even Mrs. Han didn't know that Hei Ting had such a blood boy.

The blood boy does not leave the blood pool for half a step all the year round, and lives on the blood pool. His age is already unknown. Although he is just a baby, once he is shot, it is overwhelming, just like the end of the world.

It seems that he is the demon **** Mengba of the demon clan.

The moment when a palm is pressed down.

Chu Linguang could even feel that it was in the boiling sea of ​​blood, with endless palms stretched out, slapped towards him, powerful and full of horror at the same time.

Can affect people's minds.

Many people cried and howled and lost their minds.

Nervous breakdown on the spot.

However, the blood boy faced Chu Linguang.

A land fairy.

The land **** who opens the air and light realm.

Adding Chu Linguang, it's Yan Luo Guichai.

All dark forces, Chu Linguang is fearless.

Seeing the blood boy sent with a palm, Chu Linguang was merciless, regardless of his appearance, as long as he was a member of the Black Court, he would kill them all.

"Howl!"

Sword energy soared.

The power of the netherworld broke through the illusion of the sea of ​​blood, and slashed towards the blood boy.

The blood boy was barefoot and stepped on the Jian Qi.

The Nether Sword Qi turned blood red, and then slowly collapsed.

Xue Tong frowned, a crack appeared on the sole of his foot, and blood came out, but the wound healed instantly, which was incredible.

He hugged his chest with his hands in the baby state, his face was pale, wearing a red bellyband and tied with two braids, he did not look cute at all, on the contrary, he was breathtaking.

As soon as she appeared, Meng Xueqing and several other girls were scared to tears.

It was as if the blood boys were ghosts emerging from the underworld, making their scalp numb.

"I want to absorb all your blood, and make your body the strongest soldier, so that you will be a slave to me forever."

The blood boy spoke.

The voice was like a sharp old woman's voice, which caused countless people to evoke layers of goose bumps.

The entire Demon Pool seemed to be vibrating, it seemed to be the voice of a blood boy, with too strong penetrating power.

Alarmed the creatures below the magic pond.

"Small body, big ideal."

Chu Linguang mocked.

With a sword swung away, the silhouettes of other members of the Black Court rushed towards the blood boy. How strong is the blood boy's strength? Chu Linguang locked it with his fiery eyes, but he couldn't see it.

But Chu Linguang clearly realized that this was not the blood boy's strength, it was far surpassing him, and this happened.

It was the blood boy's strength, and his terrestrial immortal's strength, it seemed that they were not in the same state.

The blood boy fluctuates like water waves, ups and downs.

It seems that there is a certain relationship between one's own strength and the strength of the blood pool.

It was the pool of blood that made him.

In other words, the blood pool is his energy backing. If the blood pool is not dry, his power will flow continuously.

This perception made Chu Linguang anxiously want to kill the blood boy.

This kind of demon must not stay for a long time. If he is killed, the Black Court will definitely be in chaos, fearing it will collapse.

Therefore, this time, Chu Linguang directly exploded with the strength of the empty and bright realm.

Body faded.

Suddenly appeared in front of the blood boy, holding swords in both hands, the horrible ghost of the sword light, cut down with a sword, covering the blood boy.

Pouch!

In the face of Chu Linguang's extremely terrifying sword, especially the use of the power of the empty and bright realm, how did the blood boy avoid it?

He didn't even react.

The small body was swallowed by Nether Sword Light on the spot.

Puffed out.

Was split in half.

In an instant, the blood boy screamed.

The blood-colored ocean suddenly seemed like a flood, covering the entire Demon Lake. The huge phantom head of the blood boy derives from the blood fog, his expression is terrible and extremely uncomfortable.

The split body was quickly wrapped in blood mist.

Chu Linguang's sudden sword caught him off guard and caused him to suffer a heavy loss. He couldn't believe it.

"Not dead yet?"

Chu Linguang exclaimed.

A pair of eyes, looking for the two halves of the blood boy's body in the blood mist, wanting to smash that body on the spot.

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