Godly Base

In the void, a blue dragon constructed of enormous spiritual power slowly opened its eyes, and a terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from the blue dragon.

Under the terrifying spiritual pressure of the Qinglong, the power of the virtual demons of the strong blood demons was suppressed by 10%.

A playful look flashed in Barahona's eyes and chuckled, "It's useless!! Wu Zhongchao, since we can sneak into this place silently, why not target this Azure Dragon Spirit Formation?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of terrifying explosions sounded, and within the Azure Dragon Spirit City, buildings with dozens of floors and hundreds of floors burst open.

In the void, just as the blue dragon condensed and formed, it screamed and collapsed directly.

Wu Zhongchao frowned slightly and said, "There are traitors in Qinglong Lingcheng!! Is it yours?"

Qinglong Lingcheng is well-defended, guarded by countless strong men, and has countless reconnaissance treasures to monitor each spiritual node. Now that those spiritual power nodes were instantly destroyed by Barahona, there was only one possibility. There was a traitor in the Azure Dragon Spirit City, and that traitor was still in a high position.

Barahona looked at Wu Zhongchao with admiration in his eyes and said, "That's natural! There are far more traitors in your human race than you think. Wu Zhongchao, are you willing to join our holy blood family? As long as you If you are willing to join our holy blood clan, I can ask for a drop of the blood of the ancestors for you and transform you into the top noble in our blood demon clan!"

In less than a hundred years, Wu Zhongchao has become the top powerhouse in the three worlds. This kind of strength is simply terrifying. Even among the many spiritual saints of Blue Star, he is also a first-class genius.

Once Wu Zhongchao joins the Gorefiend family, he will surely become a terrifying existence in the Gorefiend family, and may even become a god-level powerhouse.

"Hahaha!! Just a drop of the ancestor's blood wants to buy me? A bottle of ancestor's true blood buys me, and I may be tempted!! Come on, eat me a punch! Hungry ghost!"

Wu Zhongchao burst into laughter, his eyes flashed coldly, his spiritual energy boiled, and he punched out.

In the void, there was a bleak, and the situation changed. One had a protruding belly, 100 meters tall, with a ferocious face, and the ghostly Hungry Ghost King appeared in the void and took a breath.

That can even ignite a demigod's terrifying blood flame and be sucked into the belly of the hungry ghost king.

Countless blood flames gushed out from Barahona's body, and the belly of the hungry ghost king also grew one meter by one meter.

A spirit spear in the spirit sect fired a shot at Barahona, and a white beam hit Barahona's body-protecting blood flame and disappeared instantly.

"I seem to have a good temper!!"

Barahona's eyes were indifferent, and with a flick of his finger, a little mung bean-sized blood flame like a shooting star instantly fell on the human race spirit spear user in the spirit sect realm.

The famous clan spirit sect juggernaut screamed miserably, and the blood boiled all over his body.

Seeing this scene, those strong people in the human race spirit sect realm froze in their hearts, and once again had a deep understanding of the terror of Barahona.

"What a terrible monster!! It's so powerful!!"

Shu Feng immediately used the Lord of the Night's Ring to hide directly and hide to the side. Seeing that Baraona was so terrifying, he shuddered in his heart and quietly began to move towards the edge of the battlefield.

The battle between the two powerhouses, Barahona and Wu Zhongchao, was simply not something that little ants like Shu Feng could blend.

What determines the fate of Qinglong Lingcheng is not the battle between the marquis-level terrifying illusory demons and the Spiritual Venerable Spirit Spearmen, but the battle between Nabalaona and Wu Zhongchao. Once they decide the winner, the winner will slaughter the loser.

Suddenly, Wu Zhongchao's body trembled, and the small wound on his back suddenly burst open, and a jet of black blood spurted out, and his face turned pale.

The body of the hungry ghost in the void trembled slightly, and traces of blood flames scattered from its mouth, fell on its body, and began to burn continuously.

Barahona said lightly, "Wu Zhongchao, you have been poisoned by the poison of the fallen gods. No matter how mysterious the Dalun Temple's classic "Six Paths of Reincarnation" is. If you don't surrender today, you will only have a dead end."

Fallen gods are a kind of terrifying poison that has been researched by the Void Demon clan. If you want to refine this poison, you must have a complete corpse of gods. Once the poison is successfully refined, it can even poison a demigod.

Empress Dugu used the poison of a deity to kill the sage Wentianshu, who had swayed the world.

"The Fall of the Gods is really extraordinary!! The only thing I didn't expect is this!! Jiang Changming is a good brother who saved my life."

Wu Zhong's face was like golden paper, he suddenly smiled, took out a silver jade token, and threw it into the ground.

Above this big martial arts field, a mysterious and mysterious spell appeared.

A chain of silver chains extended directly from the ground, like lightning, and stabbed towards Barahona fiercely.

The blood flame that can burn everything around Barahona ignited the silver chains, but the silver chains were still tightly wrapped around Barahona.

Barahona frowned slightly, and said lightly, "This secret treasure, the silver god lock, can only lock me for five breaths at most! After five breaths, you will die!"

Wu Zhongchao grinned, "Five breaths are enough!"

A seemingly ordinary boy hiding in a corner suddenly waved his hands.

In the void, a void door opened.

Ding Xiaoxue, who was wearing a snow-white dress with an ethereal temperament and a goddess-like temperament, walked out of the gate of the void. On her jade hand, she held a blue body, engraved with mysterious and incomparable spiritual patterns, like a work of art. A beautiful, mysterious spear that you can't take your eyes off of.

"Void Blue Night, why is it here? Isn't it already without a master? Why is it here?"

Barahona, who had always been indifferent and seemed to be in control of everything, saw the blue spirit spear, his face changed greatly, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he cried out.

That blue spirit spear that looks like a work of art is one of the seven holy spears, Void Blue Night!

A holy spear that once shot a god! !

Ding Xiaoxue raised Void Blue Night to lock Barahona and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, a piece of blue light emerged directly, and in the void, the incomparably bright blue light was shrouded in darkness from time to time.

A Marquis-level Gorefiend was shrouded in darkness, and when he reappeared, he had turned into a dead bone.