Chapter 666: Bloodstain

At this moment Chu Yan felt something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Between this electric light and flint, Lin Miaoran's Qiushuijian turned into a white rainbow with a bang, piercing the heart of Ji Kuangshen.
The blade was nailed in from the front chest and penetrated from the back.
At this time, Chu Yan suddenly realized something, her eyes shot sharply, and she rushed towards Lin Miaoran: "Be careful!"
"Huh?" Lin Miaoran blinked, showing a puzzled look.
"Ah--"
At this time, she heard a gentle sound in the throat of Ji Kuangshen in front of her, like a depressing laughter.
She looked at Ji Kuangshen, just looking at Ji Kuangshen.
At this moment, Lin Miaoran saw the smile of Ji Kuangshen's eyes that could no longer be suppressed.
At this time, Chu Yan rushed and grabbed Lin Miaoran, holding her in her arms, while twisting her waist, the force of thunder, slammed out.
"A thousand dragons break the army!"
At almost the same time, Qi Shuijian still wore Ji Kuangshen on his chest. He was like a okay person, raising his left punch.
boom!
One punch and one kick, a violent blow in midair.
The large ripples of air, whirling, rolled away.
Chu Yan, holding Lin Miaoran, leap tens of meters forward before landing.
Lin Miaoran felt the horrible power of the two sides just now, and his face was pale now.
She already knew at this time that if it was not Chu Yan's timely shot, she might have been killed by Ji Kuangshen's heavy punch.
But she couldn't figure out why Ji Kuangshen, whose heart was pierced, not only didn't die, her power seemed to be stronger before.
He is not a monk in the Diyuan Realm now, and he must cut off his head to die.
Unlike Chu Yan, Ji Kuangshen only stepped back five or six meters and stopped.
At this moment he seemed to be struggling to laugh and laugh, his features were twisted, his shoulders and his body shaking madly.
Finally, Ji Kuangshen couldn't help it anymore, and opened his mouth hahahaha laughed wildly.
The Qiushuijian still stabbed in his chest, at this time also shakes exaggeratedly as his body shakes.
But Ji Kuangshen deems nothing like this, as if Qiushuijian does not exist at all.
"It turned out that you have been secretly contacting each other." After laughing, Ji Kuangshen's eyes were cold, and he swept over Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran.
Ji Kuangshen was not wrong. Before Chu Yan fought with Ji Kuangshen before, Lin Miaoran had woke up.
However, she didn't get up from the ground for the first time, but got in touch with Chu Yanan through Ling Xiyu.
So Chu Yan made plans to let Lin Miaoran pretend not to be awake, and at his critical moment, help him to kill Ji Kuangshen.
There was no problem with Chu Yan's plan, and Lin Miaoran's shot was just right.
But the only miscalculation is the current state of Ji Kuangshen.
At this time, Chu Yan could clearly see that the black and gold mist in Ji Kuangshen's wound was surging faster.
This feeling was like the Qiushuijian that passed through his heart, opening a gate or ban.
Ji Kuangshen said to himself at this time: "It seems that the fifth mistake you made was that I didn't know you still had a helper, but your helper didn't help at all. Did you let you down? accident?"
Ji Kuangshen laughed again and again, pulled Qiushuijian from his chest, flung it hard, and nailed the sword into a stone wall 100 meters away.
He stared at Chu Yan fiercely at this moment, yanked out two fingers, snapped the wound on his chest, and waved his hand again: "Bloodline limit!"
Suddenly, a large stream of blood seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and now finally found a gushing outlet, and shot out from the wound in the position of his heart, like a heavy rain, all poured in the not far Desolate Halberd.
Blood drenched in the Eight Wild Desolate Halberds. This half-step spirit weapon suddenly seemed to burn, and a scary dark red light appeared on the surface.
At the same time, a horrible idea slowly rose from the surface.
This idea, huge and magnificent, although invisible, made Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran feel unprecedented pressure.
"The ancestors thought--" muttered Chu.
On the day he entered the Broken Star Tower, he was passed down by the ancestor of the Broken Star Tower.
Although the thoughts of the Eight Desolate Demon Halberds and the ancestor of the Broken Star Tower could not be compared at all, Chu Yan naturally felt the same as the thought of God.
"To stop him!"
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he reacted instantly.
Not long ago, Ji Kuangshen said that the purpose of his plan was to awaken the ancestors' minds.
Although I don't know what will happen after waking up, Chu Yan understands that if he really wants to make the other party successful, then today they will definitely not be spared.
"Chu Yan, you are too late!" Ji Kuangshen greeted Chu Yan with a punch.
At this time, the black and gold smoke of his body was already like satin, pouring out from the dense wounds around him. It looked like he was covered with loose black and gold bandages all over his body.
But these black and gold smokes have greatly increased his power.
"The Arms of the Red Blood Devil!"
The rushing air flow suddenly put Chu Yan back to its place.
Lin Miaoran, who was standing behind Chu Yan, snorted and flew out.
Chu Yan hurried to catch it in the past, but at this time found that Lin Miaoran had been stunned by the opponent's punch.
"Damn!"
Chu Yan gritted his teeth, put Lin Miaoran gently on the ground, and turned to look at Ji Kuangshen.
By this time, Ji Kuangshen's eyes had disappeared.
He strode towards Shen Qing.
At the same time, Ji Kuangshen took out the previous small bronze pot.
At this time, there is only one final step to the success of his own plan.
At this time, due to the development of the bloodstain boundary, the ancestors' consciousness gradually awakened, and Chu Yan was no longer an obstacle.
Ji Kuangshen has no scruples at this moment.
His mouth murmured: "The ancestor's devotion is too great. If my body directly accepts it, I will put a piece of lake water into a small vase, and the vase will certainly be blown open, but If I get an idol from the prison, with this powerfulness and suppression of the innate constitution of Wan prison, it can perfectly bear the ancestors' deities! "
This is why Ji Kuangshen kept thinking about Shen Qing's whereabouts a few years ago!
The idol body of the prison is also an extremely important part of his plan, even the most important part.
Because the blood needed to resurrect the ancestors ’gods can be collected slowly, and this can be the idol body that he obtained.
"I'm here to take your blood and fulfill my wish of Ji's family for so many years!"
Breathing frantically, taking a big step, within a few steps, Ji Kuangshen has come to Shen Qing, holding a small bronze pot in his hand, and moving towards Shen Qing's brows.
"It's mine!"