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None of the four keys before felt like this. But with the fifth key, he suddenly felt as powerful as an explosion. Even if he shouted out, he took a step forward, and when he pounced on Xiaoqing, he could hear a huge rumble.

The image of the paradise demon behind him was also subjected to the same fierce attack, except that the power was much greater than that of Bai Xiaochun. It was an explosive explosion, and seemed to have the ability to pounce on everything to the fragments. When he was tired of Xiaoqing, even the air was twisted and twisted.

Just when Xiaoqing was about to dodge, Yan Xiaobao's charge suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the powerful gravity radiated out of his palm, as if stuck on Xiaoqing's neck.

Then, the hand turned into a fist. As the strong fluctuations dissipated, the air vibrated, locking the entire area, making Xiaoqing unable to move.

Xiao Qing's eyes widened, and when he flashed in a spell, he roared. The bright blood-colored light instantly dissipated and turned into a huge, crimson-red giant sword, heading straight for Yan Xiaobao!

Although all of this took some time to describe it, it was born in the blink of an eye. Yan Xiaobao's blow fell on Xiaoqing, and a deafening sensation sounded from all directions. Immediately, the two of them flew out until they were 3 ooo meters apart. The ground was crushed and destroyed, and a huge wind blew up, shaking everything.

The bloody sword was broken, and the corpse of the Heavenly Demon was divided into two. Xiao Qing fell from the air, and blood spurted out from Yan Xiaobao's mouth.

After the dust settled, Xiaoqing walked away from a distance, her face was gray. Looking at Bai Xiaochun, his eyes were shining with light. Bai Xiaochun was currently wiping blood from his mouth. Yan Xiaobao had consumed more than half of the energy he had accumulated and no longer felt that he was about to explode. At the same time, he stood there and stared at Xiaoqing, and his physical strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"So far, I am satisfied with the fight, Xiaoqing?!" Yan Xiaobao said with a smile, his eyes completely filled with blood.

Xiaoqing did not respond. From Yan Xiaobao's explosive attack, he just felt the danger, partly because of his physical strength, and partly because of other things about Yan Xiaobao made him completely uneasy.

"He must be hiding something!" He thought. Although he was still confident of killing Yan Xiaobao, he knew that he was likely to be seriously injured in the process. At this point, during the fire trial, most of the others had to fight to death. However, Xiaoqing knew Xuemei's secret plan, and now everything he had was just a smoke screen. Therefore, he was not ready to risk his life.

There was another reason to make such a decision. Xiao Qing glanced at a place far away from Yan Xiaobao, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Yan Xiaobao did not take any action to stop him. In fact, he felt a little relaxed when he saw him leave. In this way, he turned around and looked in the direction Xiao Qing had just now, with a dazzling light flashing in his eyes.

"You've been shading me, brother. Why don't you show up?"

When the air deformed, laughter echoed, as if someone was using magical objects to distort the space itself. A thin middle-aged man appeared, a hunchbacked man, from the moment Yan Xiaobao stared at him, a feeling came out, his feeling was no less than Xiao Qing.

Yan Xiaobao had seen this man in the Buddhist guardians of Song Junan before. However, no one, even Song Qu, seemed to have not noticed that he was covering up the true power of his farming base. He was one of the trump cards that Song Junwan stood by, similar to Xiaoqing.

Yan Xiaobao's eyes were a little wide open. As far as he knew, this person was an important reason for Xiaoqing's escape.

"I am your humble servant Song Zhen..." the man said in a rude voice. He looked up and down Yan Xiaobao, still a little unbelievable that he deserved to be one of Song Junwan's Buddhist protectors. As far as he knew, there was something else between Song Junwan and Nightcrypt. That was the only explanation why she brought him over.

"I'm not a gambler," he said slowly and calmly. "I don't want to be extinct by the wind in this place. I like to sew things up. Soon, thirteen hours will come. Let me have the seventh blood-colored key, and I won't move to you."

Yan Xiaobao thought for a moment, then nodded. "Of course. Once the seventh key appears, I will back up. But don't forget that those villains like to chase me. Whether you can catch it depends on you. If you're slow, then I don't want to hear any complaints."

Song Zhen smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother nightcrypt. As long as you don't intentionally absorb the key, I will catch it once it appears. But, if you do take action, don't blame me for failing.

“Why don’t we sit down and meditate while we are waiting for the thirteenth hour?”

Yan Xiaobao was satisfied with this idea. Although these keys were very helpful for his cultivation, the Blood Flow Sect was a holy land for his immortal manuscript. In his case, there was no need to fight the man through a key.

Yan Xiaobao is actually not worried about the threat of becoming a loser and being eliminated. After all the strange things arose in the body of his bloodline ancestors, he is very sure that no matter who else is killed, he will definitely not...

He was very comfortable and sat cross-legged and meditated. If Song Zhen did something unexpected, he remained vigilant. He made some adjustments to his farming foundation and slowly recovered, while increasing the strength of his body.

Song Zhen was still sitting down to ponder, waiting for time to pass.

Song Zhen seemed not worried that there might be a fight between the two people. Xiaobao was too anxious and not worried. Time flew. Soon, the eleventh and twelfth hours passed, and the thirteenth hour had arrived.

Song Zhen opened his eyes. He stood up and approached Yan Xiaobao, and his right hand began to flash. He stared at the air in front of Yan Xiaobao, completely convinced that when the seventh key appeared, he could catch it.

Even if nightcrypt tried to give up the deal and tried to absorb the key, considering how close he was, songzhen was still very confident that with his deep cultivation base and his natural demeanor, even the elders praised it, he could definitely catch it.

Time passed, and there were still ten breaths left. Six and three. Finally, the thirteenth hour arrived.

Song Zhen leaned back, his right hand became blurred, and he laughed loudly, leaving behind a shadow when he shot forward. He burst out with a huge impact force, and he didn't even bother to protect Yan Xiaobao.

However, at that moment, a bright red light suddenly shot out from Yan Xiaobao!

The seventh key appeared, but was not in front of him. Contrary to anyone's imagination, it appeared in his heart!!

Even Yan Xiaobao was completely surprised. Before he did anything, the key was in his body, and blood and energy flowed in his body.

Song Zhen's chin fell down.

"this...."

Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes wide.

"You really can't blame me this time. It appears in my belly!!" He screamed. Song Zhen's face suddenly appeared and suddenly there was a strong roar.

"nightcrypt!!" When Yan Xiaobao backed up, his immortal technology quickly expanded, absorbing all the blood and energy in the blood key, causing him to make a strong and thunderous rumble.

At the same time, with the roars and whistles of the nine madmen behind him, the ghost of the tenth madman began to take shape, causing Yan Xiaobao's physical strength to increase sharply.

Of the seven keys owned by "Blood Wasteland", six have been absorbed by Yan Xiaobao. So far, Yan Xiaobao can clearly feel the fluctuations generated by the first key among these keys, which is a bit far away.

Almost as if all seven keys need to form a whole.

However, Yan Xiaobao had almost no time to consider this when he took a step back.

Song Zhen's anger reached an indescribable level. He roared with a completely fierce expression and shot a beam of light at Yan Xiaobao. At the same time, he made a spell gesture with his right hand, summoning a blood-colored sword, which he was chopped when he closed the door.

Then he made a big move in an attack, backing the foundation's entire farming foundation's foundation's foundation to build a large circle. The sword pierced the air and grew rapidly until it grew to thirty meters. The air was twisted, and when the sword light shot towards Yan Xiaobao, a rumbling sound came from the sky.

Yan Xiaobao's scalp was very tingling, and it felt like it would explode. There was no time to think about this situation. His hands were flashing with spell gestures of his hands. He used the power of his body and the foundation of farming to call out three crystal spiritual seas. As the technology of immortality and immortality flew, strong ripples dispersed, and the true blood of immortality spiraled into the open space!

The immortal blood almost immediately swelled into a huge sword. Bai Xiaochun grabbed and raised his head to greet Song Zhen's sword.

oo!

When Bai Xiaochun threw it backwards, blood spurted out of Bai Xiaochun's mouth. Song Zhen was also shocked, and his blood was shaking in his body. However, just as he was about to attack again, Yan Xiaobao wiped the blood from his lips, smiled viciously, and then pointed his right hand at Song Zhen and waved his hand.

Human control magic!

Even at this critical moment, Yan Xiaobao did not ask for any magic skills from the "Lingliu Sect". He personally created the great magic of human control, which was strange in many aspects, although the facts were not complete. After the song was released, Song Zhen stopped in a hoarse voice. Without even thinking about it, he released all the power of the farming base, so all his clothes were torn to pieces!

All the cloth shavings covering him were destroyed, leaving him completely exposed to the breeze.

Song Zhen's chin fell down and his eyes widened. He looked down at himself, and suddenly he screamed, almost filling the entire blood wasteland.

"Nightcrypt, I'm going to kill you!!" He trembled wildly, and put on another set of clothes and prepared to attack again. However, in the short moment of the past, Yan Xiaobao released the explosion, and now it is far apart.

Yan Xiaobao seemed anxious and painful. For some reason, the bloodline master's fire test did not seem to be as it is. It seemed that everyone was fighting for him!

"Two hours left. I only need to last for another two hours!" He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. It was at this point that he realized that the first colored key was actually approaching him.

"Oh, come on, no..." He thought, his scalp was numb. It was not easy to get everyone else to find that key. Although Song Zhen was chasing him, everyone else was fighting for that key now.

"Go away. Don't even get close to me..." Tears surged in his eyes. Even if he could push his immortal king of heaven by absorbing that key, he was not willing to live his life, especially considering that everyone would kill him. He trembled and changed direction and escaped from the key.

However, even if he did so, the key suddenly increased, so that Yan Xiaobao was sure that he could hear it whizzing through the air.

"Don't get close to me..." He pushed forward faster. Song Zhen shot and killed in the blood wasteland. The incense burned for enough time. Song Zhen's tail was scalded. Then, forward, a blood-colored beam of light appeared, and he went straight towards him.

It's the bloody key.

"No!" he cried.

It was the key to the first appearance, followed by about ten kinds of Buddhist protectors, all of which were moving at the fastest speed.

The key was originally obtained by a Buddhist protector of Xuemei. However, as Yan Xiaobao planned, the rest of the people who were on the trial in the fire had been fighting for it, and it has changed hands many times since then.

As the fire judgment approached, Song Qu obtained it. However, for some strange reason, after he grabbed it, it suddenly exploded with force, flew out of his hand, and shot into the distance.

Others of the Dharma protectors were shocked, but they didn't have time to think about the issue. They all stopped fighting and shot at the keys.

That was when they saw Yan Xiaobao being chased by the angry Song Zhen. The key accelerated and quickly walked towards Yan Xiaobao. In the blink of an eye, before he could do nothing, the key shot into his forehead.

"nightcrypt!!" Song Qu shouted, his eyes completely filled with blood.

"Nightcrypt, don't do this..."

"Damn it, nightcrypt, where are you..."

All the Buddhist protectors of Xuemei and Song Junwan team went crazy. For a moment, they kept fighting each other, but now, due to Yan Xiaobao's murderous aura, their eyes were completely pierced by blood.

Yan Xiaobao was trembling on the edge of tears. This should not be judged by the fire!

This is exactly what Song Junwan and Xuemei feel. Although they were still fighting, they were surprised by this absurd situation. They hardly knew what to do if Yan Xiaobao had absorbed the last key. A moment passed, they stopped fighting, and then turned around and began to move towards Yan Xiaobao.

"This is not a judgment for the Master of Blood, but a judgment for killing me..." He gritted his teeth and immediately began to escape.

Bai Xiaochun absorbed everyone's last hope in the Blood Wasteland. Now there is no key.

According to the laws of this world, no Buddhist protector should embark on the path of ancient blood. However, the most terrifying thing is that both teams are classified as losing.

If that's true, then when the fourteenth hour ends, all of this will be eliminated.

Yan Xiaobao is the culprit that caused this disaster!

Both sides felt that the hatred towards him was completely indescribable, and many of them were very angry. The only thing they wanted to do was kill Yan Xiaobao before being exterminated by the world.

At present, there is no problem. It is not the sect, not their future, not the potential punishment they may face. They ignore all of this and have the desire to kill. When the three practitioners immediately absorb the powerful magic treasure, the rumbling sound can be heard. The magical technology stimulates colorful light, and with the release of the divine power, people can hear the rumbling sound. All forms of anger and madness surge towards Yan Xiaobao.

Yan Xiaobao moved like a rabbit's tail trampling on his feet. When he fled, some people felt strange, that was nightcrypt... had become accustomed to doing this. Every move he took seemed to avoid divine abilities and magical skills, and in fact, he seemed to only get faster and faster.
Chapter completed!