Chapter 1537: The Holy Blood Stains the East China Sea

The complexion of the three-headed tribe became more and more solemn.
Sure enough, this earth is full of weirdness.
This werewolf is completely different from the orcs he knows!
They have unique talents and seem to be completely another ethnic group.
Powerful recovery ability, extremely dexterous evasion means, and the ability to resist beating and beating with thick skin. This is absolutely a meat shield in a meat shield!
As for Oolong, this was the first time he saw that creatures of dragon blood were actually not uncommon in the outside world.
However, most of the dragon blood creatures have thin dragon blood in their bodies, at least they are outside the ages.
And in this earth, there are dragon blood creatures, and the dragon blood of this same oolong will definitely not surpass the hundred generations of pure blood dragons.
Its strength is terrifying, and all kinds of magical powers have not been fully revealed, otherwise, if he fights alone, he can't guarantee that he can defeat this oolong!
There was a trace of hesitation in the heart of the three-headed race.
He was considering whether it was worth his birth and death for the Vulcan Sect. If it was just a small effort to entangle this werewolf, he would of course be happy to help.
But now with Oolong, he may not be able to truly rival and contend with these two people! Both the werewolf and the Oolong existed on an equal footing with him.
If the two really choose to join forces, unless he uses some mortal hole cards, it will be difficult to successfully kill the two.
"You were used as cannon fodder to sacrifice the vital power on this earth!"
At this time, Fang Yue walked to the side of the three-headed clan and said lightly.
The three-headed tribe cast a sideways glance at Fang Yue, and then sneered: "Are you using the radical method? To me, it's useless. You don't even know how powerful the Vulcan Sect is. You don't need it to deal with you. Consume your vitality!"
The three-headed tribe is full of confidence in the Vulcanism.
This sect, which crosses all worlds, is incredibly powerful.
"Then why only four saints came to kill Wei Yuan, you know, there are many mysteries in my earth, Bermuda, pyramids, Shennongjia, every place has the power to ruin the saints! Including this Piandonghai, I don’t know how many powerful saints have been allowed to bleed here! The surging waves swallowed the heroic souls of many powerful!"
Fang Yue's voice fell, and another figure appeared behind him.
Dracula XVIII finally arrived.
The cultivation realm of the eighth level of Saint Realm burst out in an instant.
The jealous light in the eyes of the three-headed tribe is even more intense.
"There are indeed a lot of saints in your earth, but they have not yet reached the point where I can become cannon fodder!"
The three-headed clan continued to speak, and he firmly believed that Vulcanism would not entrap him.
Fang Yue smiled faintly: "Does this mean our lineup is not strong enough?"
Fang Yue didn't panic, he raised his finger.
The finger slowly moved across the void.
A warrior in silver armor came across the void.
The hearts of the three-headed tribe were horrified.
This turned out to be a saint again. Didn't it mean that all the strong on earth above the saint level were restrained?
They should be foolproof this time, but there are too many fish slipping through the net here, and the powerhouses of the Saint Realm actually exist one after another, and every Saint is senior! It is definitely not the kind of newborn calf who has just entered the realm of a saint.
This silver armor saint has a terrifying aura of destruction on his body.
He seems to be able to destroy the world with just one move!
The look of fear in the expression of the three-headed race became stronger, and at the same time he began to have a trace of suspicion about the Vulcanism.
After all, the power on this earth surpassed his imagination too much, the powerhouses of the Saint Realm appeared one after another, and every one was a strange face.
"I was born on a remote planet. I cultivated to the level of a saint and was valued by a veteran saint of the Vulcan Sect. I received it as a disciple. Perhaps I was not rooted in this Vulcan Sect, so Vulcan Sect Don’t you take my life and death as the same thing?"
The faith of the three-headed race became more and more shaken, and he began to doubt the purpose of Vulcan Sect sending himself out this time.
No one who has reached the Saint Realm can restrain his footsteps and heart.
Although it only gave birth to doubts, and was not sure of the guess in his heart, the three-headed clan stopped the rhythm of the battle in his hands and turned his attention to the other two Vulcan sages.
These two Vulcan sages were both direct descendants cultivated by Vulcan Sect from childhood. They could not be divided, and Fang Yue was not prepared to divide them.
The universe of the ten thousand worlds has too little knowledge and respect for the earth, and only the blood of a saint can make the universe of the ten thousand worlds have a deeper understanding of the earth!
"Mu Yun, Tian Ji, why didn't you two do it? Could it be that you have developed a rebellious heart towards the Vulcan Sect and want to defy the will of the great Vulcan Sect?"
The two Vulcan saints felt a little hairy in their hearts.
The two of them are still working on it.
Now that there are too many saints on this side of the earth, the two of them have already felt the obvious pressure. If they really choose to fight in groups, they must be belching!
Fang Yue smiled slightly, and then peeked into the void.
In the void, a cluster of blood spattered.
Then a leader-level assassin dressed in gray fell out.
His head was twisted off.
A pair of eyes protrude like fish eyes!
"A leader-level assassin dare to make chaos in a confrontation of this level? Vulcanism really underestimates the power of a saint-level powerhouse!"
Fang Yue took the corpse away and prepared to keep it for Fang Han's deity to sacrifice.
Today, the earth needs strong support.
I am afraid that just a strong person in the Saint Realm can't hold the ground!
The two Vulcan saints roared.
"Mu Yun, Tian Ji, you two do it quickly! If this mission cannot be completed, it will be difficult for you to explain to the Vulcan Sect!"
One of the Vulcan saints was attacked by Dracula XVIII while roaring, and his head was smashed with a slap!
However, this Vulcan saint was not fallen, he actually gave birth to a head from his neck.
"Blood rebirth, the flesh becomes holy, I have only heard of this method in the legend before, but this is the first time I have seen it!"
Fang Yue stared at that Vulcan sage, this Vulcan cult is indeed well-deserved!
Being able to dispatch a master of the three-headed tribe like Tian Ji, there is even a fleshly sanctified existence in the teaching!
"No, this is not physical sanctification. If it is true physical sanctification, his physical strength can at least be comparable to the sacred artifacts. With Dracula's eighteenth random palm, it is absolutely impossible to live his head. Shattered!"
Fang Yue realized the mystery of this.
Begin to examine this Vulcan sage seriously.
"This person is not a real fleshly sanctified person, he just swallowed nine drops of phoenix blood, and then possessed a part of phoenix characteristics!"
The three-headed clan Tian Ji actually walked to Fang Yue's side and took the initiative to solve Fang Yue's confusion.
Tian Ji looked at that person's eyes with a hint of disgust.
He is a strong man in the Saint Realm, his strength is even comparable to the existence of the Saint Realm, how can he stand the coercion of others.
Therefore, he took the initiative to tell Fang Yue the mystery of this person, in order to add to him.
"The bloodline of the Phoenix! It can be used to refine the bloodline potions!"
Fang Yue has already seen that although this Vulcan sage has some special methods, he is still at the third level of the Saint Realm as a whole. His opponent is not very strong, he is an Eastern-looking Saint in the earth. A saint on the third level of the realm.
Since Dracula XVIII joined in, this Vulcan saint has been retreating steadily, injured continuously, and obviously at a disadvantage.
"Tian Ji, you dare to reveal my secrets, you are a crime of collaborating with the enemy, and the crime is extremely heinous!"
The Vulcan sage roared at Tian Ji, and then buckled Tian Ji's big hat of collusion.
"Zhao Qing, don’t think I don’t know. You rely on yourself as a saint cultivated in the Vulcan Sect to spread my bad words everywhere. Even the death of my second disciple has an inseparable relationship with you. I thought I want to find a chance to teach you slowly. I didn’t expect you to threaten me at this time. Even if the earthlings can’t kill you today, I will kill you. Then, I will go against the chaos and say you are Dead in the hands of earthlings, no one can investigate the truth!"
This Tian Ji is not an easy mess either.
What he hates most in his life is that others threaten him!
Moreover, there seems to be an old grudge between him and Zhao Qing, and this conflict is only a fuse.
Zhao Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
Oolong is already an impatient shot. It swung its tail with an oolong, and directly photographed Zhao Qing in the sea.
Zhao Qing was photographed into a cloud of blood mist, floating with the surging blue waves!
Fang Yue couldn't help but feel palpitations when he saw this oolong method, so he couldn't help but look at the oolong twice.
This Oolong deserves to be a creature with dragon blood in his body, and a flick of a saint realm powerhouse smashed into blood mist!
Although Zhao Qing doesn’t say how powerful he is, he is also a strong man in the Saint Realm. His physical body is tyrannical and possesses many secret techniques. Even if he has some supernatural powers, he can rely on his physical body to harden him. He resisted the past, but he was broken by an Oolong flick.
The blue waves were rippling, and the blood mist condensed, unexpectedly forming Zhao Qing's body again, and this time Zhao Qing was stronger than before.
Zhao Qing's breakthrough in realm, he actually reached the fourth level of Saint Realm!
He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Tian Ji with a gloomy expression: "You traitor, you told me the secret of my body, but you don't know that the nine drops of phoenix blood in my body not only endow me with immortality. Characteristics, and every time I receive a fatal injury, it will resurrect me once and reach a small step in the realm of cultivation! I just consumed a drop of precious phoenix blood, and raised my cultivation to the fourth level of the saint realm. Realm! And I plan to use this drop of blood at the peak of the Saint Realm. You people even let me use it in advance, so you all it!"