The rising blood light, the reappearing figure.←,.

The red figure passed by a ray of light and cut off the left arm of the oriole, and then the blood from the pool of blood sprayed out and gathered towards him, and the limbs soaked in the potion flew out and connected to his body.

The flesh and blood were quickly reorganized, and the limbs were quickly connected, and half of the unique face of the Blood Ancestor was looming in the blood light.

"Damn it," Roger shot out the silver thread in his sleeve and wrapped around Ying's waist and pulled her back with force.

Blood Ancestor smiled with a slight smile and the arm that had just been connected to the darkness, the blood handprints pressed against Ying's back heart. When she was pulled into her arms by Roger, she was already angry and was only a thread from death.

"The snake-haired witch can destroy all the body in the world, but my soul has merged with the blood and essence into one. Even if the body is completely damaged, it cannot erase my soul."

The Blood Ancestor stretched out his hand and smiled gloomyly: "The one who can live forever is never the body, but the soul."

The blood light flashed with his palm, and the airflow roared. Roger and the other two retreated one after another under the pressure of this powerful airflow.

Even though his body was damaged, his blood and essence were still extremely powerful, and they were incomparable.

Yuan covered his shoulders and retreated behind Luo Jue. In a blink of an eye, he and Ying both lost their combat power, leaving only Luo Jue who was slightly injured and Luo Jie who had nearly half of the source power lost.

And their opponent is the almost complete Blood Ancestor.

The blood bubbles were inspiring on him, his limbs were connected, and his body would be reorganized soon.

As long as there is blood and limbs, it can be regenerated infinitely, and his soul that combines with blood essence is no longer afraid of the priest's holy light and the light source of the gods.

He looked back at Luo Jue, and his eyes were filled with consciousness.

Roger put the Wing's body into the container.

Luo Jue also put the kiosk into the container.

The puppet line extends, and the silver shield, the god of death sickle and the sword demon puppet form a triangle.

The Blood Ancestor smiled with interest and said, "Now, are you only your father and son left?"

"It's good, it's enough to fold your arms for another ten years. It's more than enough to train a few puppet masters in ten years."

There was no answer. After he finished speaking, there was deathly silence and silence in the dark.

Then the Blood Ancestor felt the cold that penetrated the muscles and bones.

Is this murderous intent?

No, it's cold.

However, the cold air was already more shocking than the murderous aura. When he looked closely, he saw that there was already a vast white area outside Luo Jue's body, and the cold air began to spread from under his feet. The blood pool and potions in front were frozen first.

Look at Roger again, his puppets form a triangle and the defensive situation is already clear.

The father and son were connected to the front line, Roger defended and Luo Jue attacked. The silent tacit understanding and silent threat were as strong as the Blood Ancestor. He also felt the inexplicable pressure for a moment.

The almost completed body also showed signs of ice, the flowing blood was sealed, and the blood bubbles turned into blood ice.

He raised his hand and brushed it, and the blood light flowed. The next moment, the combined body completed, passed by a shadow that appeared in front of Roger.

"when",

The sharp claws suddenly pressed on Roger's silver shield.

Roger couldn't see his speed clearly at all. He was not based on his reaction speed, but on prediction. The moment the Blood Ancestor ejaculated, he pulled back the silver shield to block the vital points in front of him.

"Peng",

"Peng",

The Blood Ancestor pressed his claw and kept his hand. Then he spread his five fingers open, and his other hand was also folded and pressed on the silver shield. The blood light flashed, and he kept hitting Roger with only his blood essence.

How could Roger be the opponent of the Blood Ancestor? He tried his best to block his first wave of impact and took the opportunity to push it away.

As soon as he pushed open the cracking sound, it kept ringing in the ears of Blood Ancestor.

But for a moment when he attacked Roger, Luo Jue's cold air had already firmly set him firmly. One seemed to be there or not, and he seemed to be shrouded in a huge white ball. At this time, the edge of the ball clanged loudly. Ice skates condensed one after another, and then fell like raindrops.

The Blood Ancestor snorted coldly and blocked all the blades shot with his blood light. The blood light flashed and brought out a afterimage to break through the white ball, stretched out his palm to cut Roger's death sickle and magic sword Copperfield. His figure swept straight towards Luo Jue.

However, Roger's figure followed him like a shadow and stood in front of him again.

This time he still relies on predictions.

"Boy, go away",

With one hand, the red sharp light dripped across an arc and pressed heavily towards Roger. The sharp claws and silver shields intersected, making a sharp and unpleasant sound. Roger paused, but his eyes were cold and the huge shield pressed his palm.

The Blood Ancestor's eyes turned grim and he stretched out his hand into his chest.

Roger still did not dodge, allowing his sharp claws to penetrate into his body through the cloak of Death. Blood flowed out of his chest and mouth. The murderous intent in his eyes made people feel as cold as ice.

"Boy, seeking death",

"Peng",

Before he finished speaking, Roger's silver shield smacked heavily on his face. He was furious and blood circulated on his arms, gathering all on his fingers. With a light sound, it seemed like the sound of cloth cracking. Roger's death cloak could not bear the piercing of the Blood Ancestor's claws, and his fingers completely pierced into Roger's chest.

"laugh",

The moment his finger pierced Roger's chest, Luo Jue's ice skate also broke through the blood essence and pierced into his back.

A strange ice wall covered with thorns appeared behind him, and ice skates were inserted into his body, blood spurting and blood splashed.

The pain and anger made him extremely distressed, and what made him even more distressed was Roger's unparalleled calm.

Even though his chest was almost penetrated, he still did not dodge and used the Death Scythe and the Magic Sword Copperfield to pieces.

Finally, Roger was knocked out with a crack of blood semen, and his body reorganized again. The blood flying in the air was sucked into his body again, and the holes pierced by ice skates quickly healed.

His body will be reorganized soon, and he still has powerful blood essence, but this time, when he saw Luo Jue and Roger's dull eyes, he felt his fear.

Yes, fear, fear from the bottom of your heart.

This feeling surged from the bottom of my heart for the first time in many years, and it became uncontrollable as soon as it appeared. He smelled the bloody smell from Roger and Luo Jue, and also the breath of death.

The two men were very angry, but there was no expression on their faces.

They were full of murderous intent, but their eyes were as plain as water.

They are father and son, and they care deeply about each other, but when Roger was injured in the battle, Luo Jue didn't even look at him, focusing on his offense. Roger also did not look back at Luo Jue and focused on his defense.

They have already had the awareness of life and death entrusting, and have a more reliable tacit cooperation than blood relationship.
Chapter completed!