A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1068 Blood is so familiar

Jiang Ding ignored King Shen Shan's scolding.

He walked over leisurely, with countless blood-colored sword energies bursting out from his body. He killed the enemies who blocked his way and drained away their souls and blood, leaving only dried corpses falling to the ground.

The dried corpse was extremely fragile and broke into several pieces. All the essence in the body was sucked away.

Amid the swirling blood and energy, Jiang Ding looked a little dazed.

This scene seems very beautiful.

Very beautiful.

And, somewhat familiar.

It seems that in the distant past, such a scene was often seen.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Blood River King,"

King Shenshan came with heavy steps, his foot hitting the air like beating a drum, and in his hand he was dragging a mountain of gold and iron that was gleaming with silver light!

At this time, he didn't say a word.

The mountain instantly expanded to a size of a thousand feet, merging with the ten-foot unbreakable chaotic space of the Horned Demon Emperor clan. It was grasped by a muscular giant arm that could hold up the sky, and smashed down fiercely at the blood-robed Taoist priest below!
The king of the Demon Rock Clan, Moshan, who was guarding the Emperor Yanliu, blinked his eyes when he saw this.

Boom!

The mountain of gold and iron that was smashed down by the giant arm seemed to have turned into a chaotic black hole, emitting infinite attraction, engulfing everything and destroying everything.

This is the ultimate power of the Horned Demon Emperor!

This race, which has made brilliant achievements in physical cultivation, has indestructible bodies and possesses ultimate power, which makes all other races despair. They dare not make any move to challenge the majesty of the imperial family and are willing to become slaves, considering it the highest honor.

Being at the peak of the King Rank, this one strike was enough to severely injure him.

Not to mention that weak human blood king!
"Slave, you deserve to die!"

King Shenshan shouted.

He went mad, revealing a brutal and bloodthirsty look. This was the natural talent of the Horned Demon Emperor. Fighting was madness, and they were a race born for battle.

The extreme force brought about a terrifying chaotic black hole that suppressed it.

In all directions, countless wildly dancing blood-red sword lights were swallowed up by the chaotic black hole. Countless humans, demons, and rock clan monks were swallowed up by the black hole, their bodies turned into powder, and their souls were destroyed.

All the blood is gone.

Jiang Ding looked up.

The blood-stained robe around him rustled, and strands of blood were being pulled out. It seemed that he was about to be swallowed up by the chaotic black hole. His whole body was bound by heavy pressure and he could not move.

"Shenshan."

"How can someone like you be worthy of being my opponent?"

Jiang Ding looked at the blood sword that appeared in his hand at some point and whispered.

"You, don't deserve it."

hum!
The tip of the broken sword in the soul vibrated slightly.

The ultimate power transformed into a black hole and descended on his head at that moment.

Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword.

He followed an inexplicable understanding in his heart and looked around. There were crisscrossing blood lines between heaven and earth. They no longer had the color of metal, but pure blood, lines made of blood.

This line of blood exists in life, in rivers, in mountains and palaces, and in heaven and earth.

It even exists among the King of the Horned Demon Emperor who suppressed the enemy with a mountain of gold and iron!
On King Shenshan's body, there is a blood pattern that changes unpredictably like a ball of thread. The complexity of this blood pattern is far simpler than the pattern of heaven and earth, much simpler, and is not even on the same order of magnitude.

"That's how it should be,"

"cut."

Jiang Ding thought.

Keng!
A bloody sword flashed out!

The whole world was silent, shrouded in a thick, sticky blood light that obscured the vision of all living beings. The brains of all living beings were blank, and they lost the ability to think.

I do not know how long it has been.

The blood light slowly dissipated, revealing all kinds of vivid colors in the world, and the figures and sounds of wind in the world began to flow again. "I... am still too weak..."

Jiang Ding felt a strong sense of shame in his heart.

At the moment when heaven and earth returned to normal, King Shenshan, who was carrying a mountain of gold and iron and suppressing the enemy with one hand, showed a look of horror.

boom!
King Shenshan vomited blood and retreated. His body was like a collapsing sacred mountain. He retreated at a much faster speed than before and fell heavily to the ground, knocking down one palace after another. The protective array patterns of many palaces were filled and then shattered again.

"Wow!"

"This is impossible!"

King Shenshan vomited blood again, which sprayed all over the ground. He staggered and said in shock and anger.

A faint bloodstain appeared on his body, from his brow to his throat, then to his chest and crotch. The sword mark was so deep that the bone was visible, almost splitting him in half.

King Shenshan's skin, flesh, and blood were almost split in half, separated by a sword mark, revealing the dark magic iron-like bones within.

The skin on both sides of the scar tried desperately to close up, and the body was not destroyed, but it was unable to do so due to the erosion of the remaining sword energy in the sword scar.

The flesh and blood on both sides closed and then separated, over and over again, it was extremely horrifying.

This is because the Horned Demon Emperor clan has unparalleled physical training and powerful defense.

If it were a Dharma practitioner, it would be enough to kill him ten times.

"Blood River King, you..."

Moshan looked at the blood-robed Taoist priest, his old rival for many years, in horror.

“Shenshan, you are quite strong.”

Jiang Ding said calmly.

He put away his sword and walked step by step into the Pink Imperial Palace, towards the decadent Emperor Yanliu.

Along the way, anyone who dared to stop him died, including all the monks from the Horned Demon Emperor clan and the monks from the Flame Stone family. There was no mercy and no way of retreat, which made Moshan's eyelids twitch and his back chilled.

Without any hesitation, Moshan stood in front of the blood-robed Taoist.

"You... have hidden your strength in the past?"

The Mountain's voice was bitter.

"Aren't you, The Mountain?"

Jiang Ding said calmly: "Normally, any king of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan can defeat you and use you like a slave. Although you are of the same level, they regard you as a weakling, even if you are a newly promoted king of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan."

"Is this true?"

The Mountain was silent.

This is the sorrow of the king of the slave tribe. He is born to be weaker than humans. It should be so.

All the slave kings usually hide their strength, this is true for him and the Blood River King as well.

What he didn't expect was that the Blood River King hid so much.

"Blood River King,"

"You have been planning this for who knows how many years. Now that you have successfully escaped the slave mark and gained your freedom, why did you come back?"

The Mountain said in a deep voice.

Obviously, he was stalling for time to give King Shenshan time to recover. The monks of the Horned Demon Emperor clan had strong vitality, and as long as they didn't die on the spot, it would not be so easy for them to die.

At the same time, I was also curious. The other party had clearly faked his death and hid it from everyone, so why did he come back now?

"Because of longevity."

The Blood River King transformed by Jiang Ding did not care about his delay.

"I still have more than a thousand years before I die."

"After a while of being free, there was no point in being free anymore, so I came here."

"I want to meet the prince of the Horned Demon Clan."

"Now, you should get out of the way."

Jiang Ding slowly and steadily pulled out the blood sword.

(End of this chapter)