Chapter 1688: Blood witches

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"Peng!"
So many powerful men attacked at the same time, no matter how arrogant the blood ghost was, it was killed in an instant, but it was killed into a piece of minced meat and exploded into the sky.
However, what is surprising is that the piece of minced meat exploded by the blood ghost did not fall to the ground, but was suspended in the air quietly.
This phenomenon is really strange to the extreme.
Facing this piece of minced meat suspended in the air, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, Dongfangzhi and other practitioners all opened their mouths in amazement and blinked in disbelief.
"This evil existence was just killed by our joint attack?"
Dongfangzhi frowned, looking at the piece of minced meat in front of him without blinking.
"It's not that simple. I have chased this evil for so long. If it can be so easily killed, he has let me kill it several times."
Donggong Fu, holding an ink-colored sword, said lightly, that handsome and almost demon face, with no expression on his face, was always indifferent to the extreme.
Qin Yi also witnessed the blood ghost's immortality. In the old days, the East Palace was given a streamer heart, and the blood ghost was turned into a pile of bones. However, after a while, this evil existence came to life again.
Below.
Yan Zhuxin stood there pretty, looking up at the sky of minced meat in the sky, with some mixed flavors in her heart.
Although the blood ghost is extremely evil, he should be dead for sin, but, no matter what, he is his own uncle.
At this moment, she actually witnessed her own uncle, and was killed by everyone to a piece of minced meat.
however.
At a certain moment.
"Buzz!"
Yan Zhuxin's slender jade finger on the ring, but suddenly came a slight tremor.
What do you mean?
Withdrawing his gaze, he turned to the ring on the jade finger, and Yan Zhuxin's heart was slightly confused.
"It's a blood jade painting!"
She quickly made this judgment.
In the past, Qin Yi scrambled the blood jade painting from Yan Shao's body to explore the treasures of the ancient tomb of the emperor, and then gave it to himself. He has always collected this totem of the Yan tribe in Najie. Among.
Slightly confused, Yan Zhuxin's delicate palms were turned, and the blood jade painting was taken out of the Nahua, and placed on the palm of his hand, but under a glance, he could not help but stunned slightly.
I can see the blood jade looming above the blood jade painting, and the shadow of the blood witch is even more rare and extinct. It seems that the blood witch has been sleeping in this blood jade painting at this moment. To wake up in general.
"Blood Witch Ancestor, is this coming back to life?"
Looking at the shadow of the blood witch that was extinguished, Yan Zhuxin was very excited, and the jade hands holding the blood jade painting all shook gently.
suddenly.
"Who ... took my holy light and took it out for sin ..."
An extremely soft voice came out slowly from the blood jade painting.
what……
This soft voice, although extremely weak, but when Yan Zhuxin heard it, the effect was no different from that of Wu Lei. She was completely stunned, and the blood jade paintings were all dropped. On the ground.
She hurriedly picked up the blood jade painting and held it tightly on the palms of her hands. The look on her face had become extremely excited and pious.
Blood witches, the ancestors of their Yan clan, fell to the quasi-evil war of 20,000 years ago.
However, today, after 20,000 years, she actually seems to step into the world again!
The members of the tribe patriarch of the Yanwei tribe are very clear about the shadow of the blood witch in the blood jade painting, which is a spiritual consciousness imprinted on the blood witch before it fell.
A person, as long as he keeps a trace of his spiritual consciousness and keeps it, without being completely wiped out, it is entirely possible to usher in a day to see again.
Obviously, the immortality of the blood ghost is also related to this spiritual knowledge of the blood witch.
The wickedness of the blood witch is still intact, which means that the blood witch has never been completely erased in this world.
And the Holy Light cultivated by the Blood Witch is naturally with the Blood Witch.
Yan Yongde steals the Holy Light, so that the Holy Light supports his corpse, can move freely, and can even become stronger with the blood of the souls.
The Holy Light is not extinguished, and Yan Yongde's body cannot be destroyed.
In other words, if there is a way to erase the blood of the blood witch, then the evil existence of blood ghost will naturally be wiped out.
For a while, the shadow of the blood witch in the blood jade painting gradually returned to calm. This phenomenon is obviously the spiritual awareness of the blood witch, but it is too weak, so it only persisted for a while, it is again Silent.
"Awesome, Blood Witch Ancestors, it seems that they are really coming back to the world, ha ha!"
Yan Zhuxin's mood became very pleasant, her slender jade fingers gently rubbing the smooth and gentle blood jade painting, and reluctantly withdrew it into the ring.
In the air.
The ghost's chopped flesh, after being suspended in silence for a while, turned out that every piece of chopped meat had life and swam quickly.
This……
Seeing such a scene, Yan Meiniang, Dongfangzhi and other cultivators were all amazed to the extreme. This kind of phenomenon really shows that people's scalp is numb.
Soon, the shattered flesh of the sky swam together and formed a blood ghost again.
"Gaga, now, have you witnessed the immortality of this seat?"
The reorganized blood ghost stood proudly on top of the blood cloud, and the whole person was full of enthusiasm and laughed in the sky: "So, in your eyes, you are nothing more than ants, all to this seat to die!"
In the laughter, the thick arm of the blood ghost was a lightning glance again. At that moment, he grabbed a cultivator, struggling to pinch it, and squeezed the cultivator directly into a crush.
"Go to death, I don't believe it will destroy you evil creature!"
Qin Yi screamed angrily, and the smoke cloud spear in his hand suddenly soared to more than thirty feet, and went toward the blood ghost's huge head with a fierce stab.
"Snapped!"
The ghost's huge head burst like a watermelon.
Only the next moment, a brand new head suddenly appeared.
"Boy, we still have so many accounts, and we haven't figured it out yet. You dare to take the initiative to take this seat, and this seat will calculate this account with you now!"
Blood Ghost drank angrily, his hands slammed hard, and the ten blood-colored nails exploded towards Qin Yi at a rapid speed.
"Carved insect trick!"
Qin Yi's spear shocked, struggling to hit the ten nails.