When the word "blood slave" came into his ears, Qi Ran couldn't help but be startled. He felt that it sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. Mo Lan was so eager, it must be some powerful foreign object. He secretly became wary, clenched his fists with five fingers, and suddenly raised his head to the sky. one strike. This blow was slow, but its power was unusually great. It seemed like it hit the air, but in fact, the force of the fist covered a radius of about ten feet, like a dome covering it, making it invulnerable. A scream suddenly sounded in the void. Forced by the force of the fist, the blood slave appeared, crossed his arms to block, and landed heavily on the ground. His legs and feet were buried in the earth and rocks, and he was carried down alive.
The power of the fist was condensed and undissipated. It gathered together from all four directions and surrounded the blood slaves. Qi Ran succeeded in one blow without mercy, and then struck out with his left fist in the air. This time, the power of the fist gathered into a sharp cone, spinning rapidly to destroy the dead and destroy the dead. The force directly pierces the vital points of the opponent's chest and abdomen.
Mo Lan saw it in his eyes and sighed secretly. He didn't know what kind of opportunity Qi Ran had gotten. His combat power had improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing him. He had never seen him use this skill of controlling fist power before. He must have only learned it recently. magical powers. It's a pity that she was poisoned, exhausted, and wasted all these years. Her progress was stagnant, and she was overtaken by him. She frowned and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
The power of the punch was like a violent surge, coming overwhelmingly. The blood slave showed no fear and repeated his old trick to twist his waist and disappear out of thin air. Qi Ran was already on guard and secretly used a trick. With a muffled sound, the gathered punch power suddenly exploded. It exploded, and the blood slave was caught off guard. He fell out of the void, staggering, and the smoke flowed around him, but he was unscathed.
Qi Ran clicked his tongue and marveled. This blood slave was just as elusive as lightning. Even his body was so strong. He took a punch from him and acted as if nothing happened. He practiced hard at the bottom of the abyss for three years, thinking about himself and washing his marrow. , completely different from each other, I didn’t expect that I couldn’t do anything about this little foreign object!
The blood slave suddenly suffered a small loss, but his mood was not affected at all. He was neither angry nor flinching. Instead, he instantly saw through the opponent's weakness and realized his own shortcomings.
There is a sky outside the sky. The boundary wall blocks the three realms and cannot be penetrated easily. Between the boundary wall and the abyss, there is a "boundary membrane" where foreign objects swim. Blood slaves are gifted with magical powers. Although they cannot stay in the boundary membrane for a long time like foreign objects, they can slip in instantly. Sliding out, it looks like a ghost. However, every advantage must have a disadvantage. Although the entry and exit membrane can be used for sneak attacks, and although it is difficult to prevent, it is not easy to dodge large-scale indiscriminate attacks. Yiran happens to have this method, and by mistake, he unintentionally neutralizes a powerful trick of the opponent.
The blood slave no longer used the boundary membrane to escape, and stepped down hard with his right foot. Hundreds of black shadows burst out of the ground. Qi Ran felt a shiver in his heart. He was unwilling to take the risk, shook his shoulders, and suddenly shot into the sky before the black shadows could close together. He stood up, stepped back more than ten feet, secretly took the thousand branches and leaves of the blood energy pill into his mouth, and held it under his tongue.
Previously in the Nine Miasma Valley, King Yin Feng descended with a projection, draining away the blood contained in thousands of branches and leaves of blood pills, pushing the wheel of time to roll forward a hundred times faster, calmly picking up the detoxifying elixir, and saving Mo Lan. With Chen Dan'an Ren's ability, he was beyond the reach of the whip, so he sighed with excitement. However, after this calamity, the branches and leaves of the Blood Energy Pill were riddled with holes and incomplete, and the remaining blood energy was almost non-existent. Afterwards, Qi Ran and Mo Lan went deep into the wild land of southern Xinjiang, killing monsters along the way, but the gains were limited after all. When encountering an elusive foreign object like the Blood Slave, he finally lost a bit of the confidence to fight for a long time.
Mo Lan's mind was sharp and he had already seen the clues. Qi Ran's blood consumption was very large, which was not conducive to a long-term battle. The blood slave came and went quickly and was immortal. It was just the right time to restrain his various methods. If no one came to help him, he would eventually be killed. There are times when you miss something. Her eyes flashed, and when the blood slave had no time to look around, she grabbed her fingers in the air, and blood spurted out from her fingertips, swirling rapidly, superimposing hundreds of layers in an instant, swelling and shrinking, and condensing into a trembling "blood talisman bead" . Pulled by Qi, the blood slave turned his head sharply, his blurred face cracked with a pair of slits, and two faint golden lights shot out, hesitating.
There was a loud bang in Mo Lan's head, his heart beat as fast as a drum, and the "blood talisman beads" rolled in his palm, but he didn't dare to take action. The moment the blood slave opened her eyes, she had the illusion that she was being seen through both inside and outside. What was even more serious was that she noticed a familiar aura from the other party. It was unmistakable that the person looking at her through the blood slave's eyes was none other than Chen Dan. .
Ever since she could remember, there have been three emperors, six kings and four lords in the abyss, thirteen red suns, and thirteen lords, headed by the three emperors. Among the three emperors, Haotian was the earliest to attain enlightenment, surpassing Fuyue. Above the North Ming. Chen Dan is a general under Haotian, and he has accumulated a lot of experience. He came to prominence at the beginning of the last round of bloody battles. He rose up with overwhelming force and swept across the abyss, faintly competing with the masters of the four directions for the moment. However, he was unlucky and the opportunity did not come, and he was always one step short of taking advantage of the chaos to seize his life's vitality and raise his own red sun. When the bloody battle subsided and his fate was sealed, he once again remained anonymous and disappeared from everyone's sight. Some said that he was practicing at the bottom of the abyss, while others said that he went far beyond the abyss to open up the world. Until the Lord of the South, Shantao, was about to be promoted to the throne, and his life essence When the blood returned to southern Xinjiang, he suddenly appeared to fight for it.
A long time ago, Mo Lan saw him from a distance. At that time, the last round of bloody battle was coming to an end. The aftermath swept across the abyss, strange energy was dormant, and the generals returned to their positions. At the place where the sun rose in the east, under a towering mulberry tree. , Chen Dan's eyes shone with golden light, he was majestic, and with a loud shout, the waves rolled back, revealing a thousand-mile coast. He raised his arms and swung a big iron awl, defeated a general, and turned into a strange energy, disappearing without a trace. That scene was imprinted in Mo Lan's young mind. At that moment, she even secretly made up her mind to commit herself to such a person even if she could not become such a hero!
However, under the towering mulberry trees, Chen Dan was not alone. After defeating one of the generals, another general rushed up to him. Taking advantage of the gap between his old strength and his new strength, he punched out with both fists, hitting him hard. On his chest and abdomen, Chen Dan was like a broken paper kite, plunging into the waves of the East China Sea. At the same time, it cooled and subsided, as well as the little pride and little thoughts in Mo Lan's chest. The bloody battle is the bloody battle of the general. The bloody battle is the world of the general. He comes out of the blue and is as powerful as Chen Dan, but he is also an insignificant supporting role.
That was Mo Lan's first and only time to see Chen Dan, but his dominating aura and the faint golden light from his eyes were always engraved in Mo Lan's memory and lasted forever. It was from then on that she began to pay attention to the details of Chen Dan's origins. Piece by piece, she learned some rumors from King Yin Feng, including Haotian's original blood slave secret technique.
After many years, things have changed, and those small feelings and thoughts at the beginning have become foam in the depths of her heart. She guessed the relationship between King Yin Feng and King Zhuan Lun, and knew how much she had. She couldn't choose. Stand, but choose your future carefully. Qi Ran is someone who can be entrusted and relied on, but if he wants to take that crucial step, he must defeat Chen Dan and prove that he is qualified to take charge of the Southern Dynasty.
