Chapter 603: Blood Sword Rules

The blood stegosaurus was as smooth as a ribbon of light and extremely sharp. It swam around the base of the huge blood palm, middle finger, index finger, and thumb in turn.
The three sky-reaching giant spears pierced by the lightning stiffened, collapsed downwards amidst the rumbling sound, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, swallowed by the sea of ​​blood and sword energy.
"Mortal... you it!"
With five fingers connected to the heart, the blood who had five fingers severed in a row screamed in agony, with a terrifying expression, only the five holes in the palm of the palm left a large stream of blood, forming five fascinating and beautiful blood waterfalls.
He can't even control the power in his body now!
"You are not enough."
The blood sword dragon looked at him indifferently, the dragon body became straight, and it quickly shrank inward with the dragon's spine as the center, forming a mouth-shielding dragon sword. Senhan's sharp sword intent radiated around, freezing the spirits of all spiritual creatures.
The blood in the center of the blood couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
The sky-shielding dragon sword roared, his mouth opened to infinity, and he swallowed his body, the blood palms around it, and the blood around the core.
The giant mouth has a terrifying sword intent, with sharp and unmatched teeth, and countless pale teeth formed a sword formation, which rang the power of the core sword formation inside the dragon mouth to the extreme.
The crippled blood palm disc collapsed when touched, and the thick, bloody, weak air wrapped in a ball was not even qualified to stop it, and darkness enveloped the of blood.
With only a glimmer of light, Longkou will be completely closed.
After layers of accumulation, the power at that time will reach the point where it is enough to kill the cultivator of the of transformation.
The ferocious and sharp Longkou suddenly stopped and was frozen by a huge sacred force.
"You were born in blood, you are the master of blood!"
"You are killing!"
"Blood Sword!"
The sacred hymn came from the blood body that had melted into a ball of blood, and the power was extremely weak, less than one-tenth of Zhao Shi's at this time.
If you compare the horrible difference in power control between the two, it is impossible for people of this level to cause any harm to Zhao Shi even if they are besieged.
However, in the tidy, holy, fanatical prayers of billions of people, an invisible force spreads around, freezing everything and determining everything.
There is only blood sword in the world!
There should only be a sacred blood sword!
Everything else will disappear and disappear.
The fiercely biting blood stegosaurus was stiff, and the body that was hundreds of kilometers in size shrank from the outside to the inside.
It's not being attacked or folded, it's just simply disappearing suddenly.
In his crimson horrible dragon mouth, the blood cell of the of blood that was about to be killed collapsed toward the center, the essence was concentrated as never before, and the impurities formed blood skin and remained on the surface of the sword.
Impurities fell off in the cracks, a mouthful of four inches long, and a pale white sword with a deep blood red scratch in the center appeared.
He is the center of the power of rules, and billions of people believe in the unity.
The Bone Sacred Sword gently pierced the Blood Stegosaurus's brain without delay for a moment.
He could feel that as long as he killed him, he would be perfect.
Flesh and flesh broke layer by layer in front of the sword, the hard keel was vulnerable, and even moving at such close range was a luxury.
The game of lore!
This is the sacred sword transformed by the seed of rules!
"rule……"
When he was about to be pierced through his brain, the Blood Stegosaurus grinned, very proud.
"God evil, you forgot, you are not the of blood."
"So, the seed of the blood sword rule that billions of sentient beings condenses is not yours either."
The remaining body of the Blood Stegosaurus for more than a hundred kilometers collapsed automatically, dispelling its own will, and turning into liquid blood energy poured into its blood sword.
The speed of the regular blood sword did not change, and he hesitated, but he still accepted this familiar power to replenish the huge body energy he consumed.
Because they are the same origin!
The relationship is even earlier than the so-called blood in front of him, and even closer.
A transparent soul also touched the blood sword with the liquid energy and disappeared!
"Why didn't you kill him!"
"I order you to kill him!"
Inside the blood sword, there was the roaring sound of the gods, which was very angry, but useless.
For that person, the rule blood sword is full of entrances.
In the end, the voice of the gods disappeared, and he fell into another more dangerous war.
A misty space of faith.
This is a boundless ocean of blood beliefs, and the human heart is as big as it is here.
Golden light spots like raindrops converge from the original plane and other planes. The emotional power of billions of sentient beings accumulates here, forming the mighty power of changing the world.
The figure of a black-robed teenager appeared in this space, and at first glance he saw the only center in the ocean of blood faith, a sitting on a tall throne.
He is really the center of the world. All the light is concentrated on him. All believers entrust their trust to him and are willing to be driven by him.
"My lord! You were born in blood! You are the master of blood!"
"You are the only one in all things, the star in the sky!"
"Your throne will rise high and rise into the eternal starry sky!"
Countless believers shouted, roared, and the sound spread to the world over and over again.
This is an unquestionable truth, and the rules of the world cannot be shaken.
Because in this space of faith, the billions of sentient beings that make up this space think so, then it is the truth, and everything is mentioned before it exists.
"mortal!"
The figure on the tall throne opened his mouth, with supreme majesty, and all the cheers of the world stopped temporarily, quietly.
"You blaspheme, a capital crime, you deserve death."
Speaking the law is free, what is speaking is the law free.
With one word, everything in the world will change and become a fact of His words.
"Capital crime! Capital crime!"
"death!"
"Profanity, capital crime, death!"
The billions of cornerstones that make up the world cheered, roared, gritted their teeth, and hated them.
They are insignificant individually, and tens of thousands of people are in the breeze when they are together, and millions and tens of millions of people are nothing more than this. They can be killed by a few swords.
That is, it has reached the order of several billions. If there is no order and united under the unification of the Seed of Rules, any cultivator of the Nascent Infant Stage can kill them all.
Apart from being very tiring and boring, this process will not involve any risks.
But, now, here and now, they are the world, the premise of everything.
They think you do not exist, then you do not exist.
They think you are going to die, you are going to die, this is the unquestionable truth.
A clear and incomparable palpitations came from Zhao Shi's heart.
His body began to become transparent and blurred little by little, and the foundation of existence began to disappear.
There are no swords, no swords, no outside forces attacking, and no enemy that can counterattack in hopes of victory, but the self is changing.
This is just a simple and indisputable fact.