Xingyan ignored the Ghost Blood Ancestor, but strode towards Xiaoling. Xingyan, who seemed to be moving slowly, walked a hundred meters away within a few steps and landed lightly beside Xiaoling, gently stroked Xiaoling's injured place, and said slowly: "Fortunately, you have helped me delay time during this period, so I will leave the next battle to me."

Xiaoling smiled faintly, then dissipated her body and became a soul body again. The Dragon Ridge Stick shot down by the Ghost Blood Ancestor also returned to Xiaoling at this moment, merged with the Dragon Sword again, became the Dragon Ridge Stick, and reconnected with Xiaoling's soul body.

Xingyan grabbed the Dragon Ridge and the Dragon Ridge and the Dragon Ridge and the originally emitting a glimmer of light suddenly shone brightly, exuding an extremely sacred aura. Even Xiaoling's soul body exuded a terrifying aura.

Xiaoling looked at her body in a daze, and a terrifying force continued to emerge in her body. A feeling of fusion with all things made her feel extremely comfortable in an instant.

"Even if you can really use the power of the God Emperor, today I will kill the gods and the real gods." The Ghost Blood Ancestor shouted and immediately merged with the Shura field. The Shura field, which was originally full of death, became even more gloomy, and desolate screams kept ringing.

"Then I will let you understand what the gap in strength is today." Xing Yan stood there and did not search for the Ghost Blood Ancestor. It was not that he could not find the Ghost Blood Ancestor, but that he wanted to completely defeat the Ghost Blood Ancestor's belief and completely erase him.

"Accept the verdict of the Shura Demon God." The Ghost Blood Ancestor said coldly. Then the entire Shura field began to gusts of cold wind, and the dead air gathered wildly, and dark red blood began to seep out from the ground. After being stained with blood, the dead bones began to melt quickly. The blood slowly gathered into several blood columns and rushed towards the dead air in the air.

Xingyan was still standing quietly, without any intention of stopping him, but instead seemed to be watching the clown jumping team show off.

The Ghost Blood Ancestor quickly condensed a demon god and slowly appeared in the air. His whole body continued to emit a surging terrifying aura. His eyes were filled with rich blood, looking like two vortexes of blood and energy.

"Is this the strongest divine power in the Shura field?" Xing Yan said seriously, but his expression still exuded a strong disdain, as if he had not seen a demon god.

"You will regret your arrogance." The Ghost Blood Ancestor immediately merged with the Demon God. The Demon God seemed to have a sensibility, and his body was constantly flying with blood. The death aura was completely solidified at this moment. A giant axe was held tightly in the hands of the Demon God, and the death aura vortex was constantly entangled on the giant axe.

"Too weak." Xingyan took a step forward slowly, and his figure instantly moved hundreds of meters away. A string of afterimages appeared behind him, looking extremely illusory.

The demon god held the giant axe in his hand and rushed towards Xingyan directly. The strength of the realm of the true god was fully exposed in his body, and a terrifying magic vortex appeared behind him, giving the demon god an invisible defensive shield. Funny                                              

Xingyan passed by the demon god in an understatement, and the Dragon Ridge and Neck Spear in his hand shook slightly, shaking the dead energy on the spear directly, as if nothing had happened.

The monster's body stopped slowly, and the giant axe in his hand was instantly covered with cracks, and then it turned into pieces and scattered all over the ground. The death aura on his body began to melt, and the bloody aura began to burn white flames, which scared the ghost Blood Ancestor to escape from the demon god's body and said in disbelief: "How did you do it? My strength just now has clearly reached the realm of the true god, and it is impossible for me to lose to you."

"The realm of the True God is a realm that you will never understand." Xing Yan said slowly, his words and words seemed extremely misty, as if he had assimilated with this world.

"I don't believe that even if your strength is above me, you are still alone after all. If you wipe your soul away, you will still die." The Ghost Blood Ancestor became a little crazy and began to activate the evil power in his body with all his strength. The potential in his body began to burst out in full swing. However, he did not attack Star Flame again, but activate the Shura field with all his strength. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Star Flame, this Shura field was the key.

Xingyan still did not stop the ghost Blood Ancestor, but instead took back his magic power, floating quietly in the air like an ordinary person, as if he was performing a clown in juggling.

"Master, why not kill him now. This Shura field is very unusual." Xiaoling said in a low voice.

"This Shura field is not a thing of the Ghost Blood Ancestor at all. If you want to exert the power of this field, you must have the power of the True God Realm. Now the Ghost Blood Ancestor has started to burn his essence and blood just by urging it. If you want to truly fully exert the power of this field, he may become the mummy before the resurrection in an instant." Xing Yan said seriously, it was obvious that his understanding of this field was far more thorough than Xiaoling knew.

"Shura Slaughterhouse!" The Ghost Blood Ancestor shouted, and the entire Shura field began to burst out with terrifying murderous intent. Thousands of undead crawled out from all corners of the field and rushed towards Xingyan wildly.

Xingyan waved his hand and directly killed the undeads who rushed to him, but these undeads did not dissipate, but recovered as before in the shortest time, and launched a crazy impact on Xingyan again.

"These undead are immortals, and I will let you slowly taste despair." The Ghost Blood Ancestor said proudly, but his face was not good-looking, because the excessive potential and the large loss of essence and blood have caused his body to be extremely weak. If the battle is not ended as soon as possible and swallowing powerful creatures to make up for his own essence and blood, he may become a mummy again in a very short period of time.

"Is the Shura field very strong?" Xing Yan smiled faintly, and a silver vortex appeared behind him, instantly covering his body. However, he suspended the Dragon Ridge Snake Gun by his side, and his hands began to be engraved in the void, as if he was depicting a powerful magic array.

The Ghost Blood Ancestor crazyly ordered thousands of undead to launch a death impact on Xingyan, but the silver vortex around Xingyan was like an invisible strangle field. Any undead rushed into Xingyan's body within ten meters, and would be instantly strangled and then thrown out.
Chapter completed!