"puff!"

On the ruins of the caustic soda factory, Grandma Zu smashed her into the pile of rocks. Her chest was undulating for a moment, but she couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood.

Her breath was no longer strong and weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other side, a slurry flame gushed out from the broken arm of the ice slag, slowly condensed into a white arm.

The caustic soda plant covering an area of ​​150,000 square meters was completely turned into ruins, and there was no intact building.

"Your aura is falling sharply, unparalleled war soul, successor is your biggest weakness. I don't need to defeat you. As long as I destroy your successor, I can easily solve a great enemy." Dorgon smiled with a sure victory: "You are refined by me, and no one knows your characteristics and weaknesses better than me."

"Little Beast" Grandma looked into the distance, and her worries and heartache were condensed between her eyebrows.

Unlike other extreme Taoists, the foundation of her power comes from the inheritor. If the inheritor's physical energy is consumed too much, she will be affected immediately.

It is impossible to achieve the endless physical strength of other extreme Taoisms, which is one of the seals of the unparalleled battle soul.

Her current state is the best evidence to show that Li Xianyu encountered a crisis. At this time, she was not by Li Xianyu's side.

Grandma Zu wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and laughed loudly: "If he dies, I want you to be buried with her. Since you know me well, you should know that what I said is not an exaggeration."

Dorgon shrugged, not knowing whether he agreed or disdained, and shrugged, he turned to Bing Zhazi: "Pojun said that your authority is flame and rebirth. I have seen the former, which is very terrible. But rebirth your ability to heal itself is not necessarily stronger than ours."

Bing Zhazi said lightly: "I gave birth to a son, and the authority to rebirth was given to him half."

"Oh?" Dorgon said in surprise: "Can the master give birth? Who is it?"

"You don't need to know." Bing Zhazi said in a cold tone.

At this time, she saw Grandma turn around indifferently and walk out of the ruins.

"Where are you going?" she frowned.

"Go and find my successor." Grandma Zu stopped and looked back, her tone was as cold as her expression: "Whether you die or live has nothing to do with me. After this time, if you can still live, I will ask him to find you, and you have nothing to do with him again."

This sentence was said to her in the Temple of Gods.

Now, she returned this sentence to her.

Bing Zhazi sneered: "You can cut off my bond with him?"

Grandma Zu confronted her: "If I say I can, I am his Grandma."

Bingzhazi stared at her for a moment, and said something jaw-dropping in a calm tone: "He is my son."

Grandma Zu was stunned for a few seconds, "What did you say?"

What kind of bullshit relationship is this? Dorgon frowned: "I'm not interested in listening to your family ethics, unparalleled war souls, you want to save your successor, I have no objection. My goal is it."

He tempted: "As long as you withdraw and promise not to participate in the fight for fruits, I can turn a blind eye to your grandparents and grandchildren."

"He can't die." Bing Zhazi stared at Dorgon, and his deep, dark and beautiful eyes flashed with mockery: "Why do you think I wanted him to run east?"

The surprising combat power, the fighting spirit of fire cooking oil, and the punch that seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, the Qing Master felt a little surprised.

But it is not enough. If it is just like that, it will be disappointed.

Not only did Master Qing not retreat, he took the initiative to meet him, clenched his fist and closed it on his ventral side, and then accumulated his strength slightly, and punched him out.

He used seven points of force to kill the half-step extreme road ten times. The boxing force will first destroy his right arm, and then destroy all the bones and internal organs of the body. Even if he has incredible self-healing ability, he will experience the feeling of dying.

This may stimulate his potential, and it hopes that his temptation is not in vain.

The two fists collided together, and their qi formed a semicircular qi realm. After a few seconds of stalemate, it exploded.

The dust rolled backwards and raised hundreds of meters high, like a sandstorm. Between Qingshi and Li Xianyu, there was a bottomless crack in the ground, spreading to the distance.

The ripples of the energy are like wrinkles in space, constantly swinging towards the distance, followed by layers of dust, shrubs, and grass stems uprooted.

This ripple of the aura spreads to the distance that cannot be seen in sight.

Master Qing suddenly squirted out a mouthful of dark black blood, and the flesh and blood in his arms exploded with a "bang", splashing all over the ground, leaving only bones on his entire right arm.

The Qingshi flew backwards, just like he knocked Li Xianyu away just now, like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang! It’s like a firecracker explodes in the body, and the dark blue body keeps blowing, laying a blood-colored spotted road on the ground.

This punch failed to make Li Xianyu dying, but instead it suffered a severe blow.

How is that possible?

The Qingshi stood up with one arm on the ground, and the flesh and blood of the right arm, which was left with only the skeleton, slowly squirmed. It suddenly realized that it looked at the distance in shock and blankly.

"How is it possible?!" It whispered hoarsely.

This punch almost exhausted all Li Xianyu's energy and energy. When he put it on the ordinary half-step Jidao, he would die of exhaustion.

Holding the dizziness, he looked at his right arm in disbelief: "So I'm so strong?!"

Half a step to the extreme road, and one punch injuring the powerful man in the extreme road, what a brilliant record, it simply challenges common sense in the blood group.

Who said that a half-step extreme road cannot beat the extreme road?

Who says dominance is a symbol of invincibility?

Even if I am a half-step extreme master, I am not inferior to any extreme master.

At this moment, Emperor Xianyu was not weaker than others in his life, and unprecedented confidence and arrogance surged in Li Xianyu's heart.

"Is it cool?"

Someone asked behind him.

Shuang Li Xianyu's face suddenly froze. He felt a palm pressing against his back, bringing endless aura like a tide.

Thick and pure, like the rushing Yellow River, never ending.

He stiffened his neck, turned his head inch by inch, and saw a young man standing behind him, wearing a black jacket, blue jeans, and a baseball cap that was shading against the sun.

This face is not familiar, but it is not unfamiliar with it. I have met several times.

Big boss?!

How could he be here?

Li Xianyu, who claims to be smart and smart, has also made a mistake now.

"Is it good?" he asked again.

"" Li Xianyu opened his mouth and was about to respond when a dizzy feeling came, and he moaned and fell into the arms of the boss.

"It's you, it's you, it's you," the Qingshi roared: "How could you appear here? Why did you appear here?"

"Of course I'm asking you to get into the trap." Qin Ze grabbed Li Xianyu's shoulder and rotated 180 degrees like a windmill, "Go away."

Li Xianyu flew into the distance with a "swish" sound and left the battlefield.

"There is nothing to be surprised about. When I noticed the existence of the black dragon from the Huangpu River, I felt suspicious in my heart."

"Where did the dragon come from?"

"I have looked up a lot of information about dragons. There are legends about dragons everywhere, but the only thing that is truly well-documented is the only dragon that the Qing Dynasty slaughtered in the Yangtze River in the 17th century. In order to verify this guess, I specially contacted the Buddha Head to confirm the situation."

Master Qing had stabilized his emotions at this time and listened quietly.

"I didn't care at first, until the opening of the Temple of God later learned a lot of inside stories from that time. I saw an ancient demon who looked like a real dragon in the mural. He was a painter with a very high level of painting like me."

"So I wondered whether the dragon I encountered in the Huangpu River was related to the real dragon back then? But that dragon was already under the encirclement of the blood-born legion of the Qing Dynasty."

"The facts in the Temple of the Gods tell me that the ancient demon will not die, so I followed this idea and began to investigate the reverse."

"From the perspective of Wushuang War Souls, I did not find out the source of Wushuang War Souls' plan. One day it was suddenly proposed and quickly organized an objective blood-born world formation master."

"Although the clue was broken, it also pointed out another way for me. I began to check Dorgon, and this dragon-slaying powerful man who was obviously in the extreme realm but died young."

"This search found a lot of things wrong. The legend of dragon slaying was passed down from the Bloodborne Realm, and there is no record of any classics. Just like a strange story about history, but the existence of the Unparalleled War Soul confirms the existence of this history."

"Some things cannot be written in official history, but they will definitely record them in various sects in the blood world, but why have you never even seen similar records in Buddha's head?"

"It's very simple. Someone wants to hide this matter and dilute its existence."

"It was not until the Soul Destroy Alliance and the Soul Destroy Spear appeared that I confirmed something. The ancient demon was behind this organization and it was closely related to the dragon."

"The answer is about to come out. The true dragon has taken over Dorgon's body. The truth about the regent's death was that the ancient demon invaded his body and pretended to die. The incident of the European Pope gave me enough basis for speculation."

"I always thought so, but later the performance of Wushuang War Soul made me think of another possibility in a terrifying way."

Master Qing said in a deep voice: "What is the manifestation?"

"She has been checking the descendants of the powerful Qing Dynasty that year and is stubbornly stubborn."

"I suddenly thought, maybe there is another possibility. It was that the Regent took over the remains of the ancient demon back then."

"Then?" Qingshi stared at him.

"Then I went to find the Lord of the Gods Palace. I was full of food when I fought for her for no reason? I went to form an alliance with her. Fighting was just an excuse to deceive you. Think about it, a regent of the Qing Dynasty understands politics better than anyone else. For four centuries, I don't believe that he did not put anyone in the court."

"Baoze was founded by me. It has a lot of moisture. The price of rapid expansion is that it is mixed with fish and dragons. There are definitely two or five inside." Qin Ze said tsk twice: "Sure enough, as soon as I went back, I heard that the God of Fighting betrayed me, bit me to death, and framed me. As far as I know, the second exploration of the God of Ten Thousand Gods was very confidential, and it was not something that the God of Fighting was able to touch. I knew at that time there were traitors on the board."

Going east?

Dorgon immediately became alert: "What do you want to say?"

Bingzhazi said: "I know the alliance is a situation set up against me, so I have known it a long time ago. I will just play a show with you."
To be continued...