Legendary Patriarch - Chapter922

Xiao Chen grabbed the neck of the young master of the Blood Kindred with his iron-like hands. He didn't hold back and broke all of the young master's limbs in an instant.

Even his two arms exploded into blood powder. Then, his hands pierced through the chest of the young master of the Blood Kindred. He took out a purple blood core, which was crystal clear.

This was the source of the cultivation of the Blood Kindred. It was like the martial path of the human warriors. After losing the blood core, the young master of the Blood Kindred didn't die, but his whole body was like a deflated balloon, quickly shriveling up.

Xiao Chen sealed his limbs so that he wouldn't bleed anymore. As the grandson of a King of the Blood Kindred, he might get more benefits from him.

Buzz!

On the other side, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers flew out to suppress the altar of the Blood Kindred. The young master of the Blood Kindred had used his royal blood and the blood essence of many sacrifices to summon the shadow of the Blood Kindred. It also had the power of a supreme king. Fortunately, the remnant soul of the Blood Kindred hadn't gained consciousness yet.

The cyan divine light fell on the altar of the Blood Kindred. After a few minutes, the altar was finally taken into Azure Glass's small world.

The remnant soul of the Blood Kindred had the power of a king, but it hadn't fully awakened yet. Without a host, it turned into specks of blood light and collapsed in the air.

Buzz!

Soon, Xiao Chen grabbed the young master of the Blood Kindred and entered the Seal of Mountains and Rivers.

Phew!

Xiao Chen let out a long sigh. At this moment, he even squatted on the ground. He was exhausted. In order to suppress the young master of the Blood Kindred, he had attacked again and again with all his strength. Fortunately, he had suppressed the young master of the Blood Kindred.

After entering the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, the young master of the Blood Kindred wouldn't be able to escape even if he had wings.

Taking out an elixir to replenish Qi and blood, Xiao Chen swallowed it without hesitation. He started to refine it. Outside his body, silver light started to appear. It kept speeding up.

Outside the Blood Castle.

The spear in Marquis Ziyang's hand was like a dragon, its flames blazing like fire as it pierced through the void and pierced toward the Half King. He didn't even mind exchanging wounds for wounds.

The Venerable Green Dragon and Ancestor Junmu arrived outside the Blood Castle. However, there was a blood-colored light screen that stopped them from taking it out. No matter how they attacked, they could only cause ripples on the blood-colored light screen.

"Foolish humans, this is merely the struggle of death. The great Blood Ancestor is about to descend upon this world, and you can't stop it!"

The Half King of the Blood Clan was also riddled with wounds. Facing Marquis Ziyang's blood-soaked attacks, he was a little overwhelmed. However, the madness of the humans in front of him made him extremely excited!

This was the madness of dying!

The fear before death excited him the most!

"Kill!"

Marquis Ziyang's surroundings were filled with blurry divine chains of laws, one after another, connected from head to tail.

Nine purple suns appeared in the void, each one incomparably huge, like a small sun.

Nine Glory Skies!

These were purple suns formed by pseudo divine chains of laws.

"Are you going to risk your life?"

The Half King of the Blood Clan's blood-colored eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness. Although he was disdainful of humans risking their lives, it didn't mean that he was ignorant.

The dark blood-colored gilded bat wings that were originally drooping erupted with blood-colored light once again. He propped himself up, and blood-colored patterns appeared on the blood sword in his hand.

Kill!

Marquis Ziyang didn't attack the nine suns in the sky. Instead, the spear in his hand suddenly enlarged, becoming like a heavenly pillar that pierced through the nine purple suns.

The spear pierced through the purple suns!

In almost an instant, the pseudo purple sun nomological laws in the nine purple suns were all integrated into the spear, bringing with it an earth-shattering momentum as it shot toward the Half King of the Blood Clan.

"Using the collision of nine pseudo purple sun nomological laws to derive a trace of real nomological laws!"

The next moment, the Half King of the Blood Clan was horrified. A nomological law was a nomological law. Even a trace of it couldn't be compared to pseudo nomological laws. At that moment, the power of extreme Yang locked onto him, making him unable to move.

The domineering spear aura penetrated the sea of blood in his heart. It was as if his entire body of blood had started to burn.

"It won't be that easy to have a life-and-death struggle!"

His bloodline was stimulated in exchange for a moment of clarity. The blood sword in the Half King of the Blood Clan's hand ignited with blood-colored flames as he met the attack head-on.

Crack!

However, even this indestructible blood sword couldn't withstand the power of the real nomological laws. It broke into two, and some sparks even splashed onto the Half King of the Blood Clan.

Pfft!

The Half King of the Blood Clan vomited blood as he was sent flying. The sparks on his body suddenly ignited into purple flames that burned on his arm. This was the nomological fire that was impossible to extinguish.

The next moment, the Half King of the Blood Clan's other hand turned into a blood saber. In an instant, he chopped off his arm and bat wings that were burning with purple flames. The blood and bones that fell were almost burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Using the recoil force, the Half King of the Blood Clan fled backward. He was already severely injured and couldn't fight anymore. If he continued to fight, he might die before the passageway opened.

"I, the Elder, will wait for you to turn into the energy to open the passageway!"

A furious roar mixed with hatred came from the darkness.

Buzz!

However, the next moment, the boundless dark aura between heaven and earth was swept away as if it had disappeared into thin air.

The blood-red color on the ground no longer decreased, and the bodies of the foreign tribe warriors no longer exploded. Even the blood mist that the foreign tribe warriors had turned into did not disappear. Instead, it scattered on the ground.

This scene was naturally felt by everyone.

"Impossible!"

In the night, the Half King of the Blood Clan's roar sounded again. He became a little crazy. The disappearance of the darkness meant that something had happened to the ceremony that his Young Master was carrying out. To be more precise, it meant that the opening of the Eternal Passageway had failed!

"Impossible, this is impossible. I don't believe it!"

Under the night sky, the Half King of the Blood Clan revealed himself again. At this moment, he thought of the human warrior who had sneaked in earlier.

Hmm!

Compared to the madness of the Half King of the Blood Clan and the disappearance of the dark aura, Marquis Ziyang and the others reacted immediately.

"It's Clan Leader Xiao!"

A look of ecstasy flashed in their eyes as they looked at each other. The only explanation was that Xiao Chen had cut off the Blood Clan's backup plan!

After they entered the depths of the Crystal Stone Mountain, they no longer found any traces of Xiao Chen. Obviously, Xiao Chen had discovered the Blood Clan's plot.

"It's my Clan Leader who succeeded!"

The Venerable Green Dragon's voice was like thunder, spreading across the night sky in an instant.

"Damn human, you ruined the Blood Clan's plan!"

The Half King of the Blood Clan, who only had one arm and one bat wing left, shouted with a fierce and mournful voice.

The hundred-mile formation that had consumed a large amount of resources to set up had been destroyed. Now, the last resort, the sacrifice of the remnant soul of the Blood Ancestor, had also been destroyed.

This time, it could be said that the human who had descended had failed!

Moreover, the one who had presided over the sacrifice was the Half King's grandson. Since it had failed, one could imagine the outcome of the Half King's grandson. Even if he escaped from this place and returned to the Blood Clan, the punishment he would receive would be enough to turn him into a pool of blood, and his soul would be tormented.

"You ruined my path of retreat. You can die too!"

The next moment, the Half King's eyes were filled with endless brutality and a will to die. Since he was going to die anyway, he wanted to drag the human who had ruined the Blood Clan's plan down to hell with him.

His whole body was ignited with raging blood flames as he flew toward the blood castle below. The human who had ruined the Blood Clan's plan was there!

"Not good!"

"Stop him!"

The Half King's action instantly shocked Marquis Ziyang and the others. Xiao Chen had not come out of the blood castle yet.

How could the few of them stop a Half King Realm expert who was determined to perish together with them?

Rumble!

Hundreds of feet above the blood castle, heaven and earth roared, and even half of the sky was torn apart. Boundless blood mist filled the air, instantly covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Buzz!

A rain of blood fell from the sky. The fall of a powerful Half King naturally caused a small area of the earth to resonate.

When the blood rain fell and the blood mist dissipated, the blood castle was nowhere to be seen. All that was left was a huge crater that was several kilometers in diameter.

Hot springs continuously spewed out from underground, stained with the color of blood. In the blink of an eye, a lake of blood had formed.

"Clan Head Xiao!"

Several figures appeared dozens of miles away, but they were all in a sorry state. Marquis Ziyang and the other two had joined forces to resist the power of the Half King's self-destruction, but they had also suffered heavy injuries.

Although Supremacy Jiao hadn't lost her life under the protection of the three of them, the violent power had caused her to completely collapse to the ground.

At this moment, the ground within a radius of fifty kilometers had been leveled, and it had even turned into a barren desert. Rocks and ancient trees had all been reduced to dust, and dust was flying everywhere.

Buzz!

A clear light sprinkled down, and Xiao Chen's figure appeared. He took a step forward and arrived in front of Marquis Ziyang and the others.

"You're fine!"

Other than the Venerable Green Dragon, Xiao Chen was completely unscathed as he walked out of the center of the Half King's self-destruction. The other three, with the exception of the Venerable Green Dragon, were all astonished!

"Good!

Good!

Good! "

However, Ancestor Junmu was full of praise.

"Healing is more important."

Several green jade bottles appeared in Xiao Chen's hands, and he flew toward them.

Then, he turned around and headed toward the forest in the distance. There was a dense blood aura there.

This was a group of foreign combat masters who were hiding. Tens of thousands of them were moving toward the depths of the ancient forest.

When these foreign combat masters saw that the Half King had fallen, they hurriedly fled into the ancient forest. Several thousand kilometers to the south was the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, a natural place to hide.

Buzz!

Noiselessly, Xiao Chen arrived in the air above a group of foreign combat masters. The Dark Blood Spear appeared in his hand, and dense killing intent emanated from it. The Blood Tribe warriors below were like ants to him.

However, his killing intent didn't diminish in the slightest. With a wave of his hand, the Dark Blood Spear emitted a buzzing sound. As if it had a mind of its own, the spear transformed into a black streak of light that pierced through the air.

Xiao Chen stood in the air. The night sky could not obscure his perception. The Dark Blood War Spear grew to several dozen meters long and emitted a killing Qi. The dark body of the spear was like a black dragon, swallowing up countless foreign race soldiers.

Almost every instant, the spear pierced through thousands of foreign combat masters. In the short span of ten breaths, tens of thousands of foreign combat masters had fallen to the spear.