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Chapter 2142 Exploding the Blood of the Holy King

Blazing blood flames rose from Zhou Tianting's body.

He ignited all first-grade bloodlines at the critical moment of life and death, very resolutely and very happy, without any delay.

The demon clouds crossed Zhou Tianting's body, leaving blood marks. Fortunately, the crazy-growing red scales blocked the rapid cutting.

Fortunately, he blocked it, and the four master soldiers were able to save their lives!

In fact, Zhou Tianting didn’t know if Ma Ye and the others were still alive.

His mind was in chaos at this moment, and even though the red scales blocked the attack, his body was in great pain.

The little demon of Golden Horn no longer cared about dealing with Zhou Tianting. He was worried that an expert from the Zhou family would have insight into the demon cloud.

In order to plan, he worked hard to control the progress of the battle network. Even Zhou Tianting was still waving his hoe to dig out the corners of the spiritual realm, and he had no time to care about this.

For the Golden Horned Demon, success or failure is here. For the Zhou Tianting, success or failure is also here.

"Ahhhh! Fight..." Both sides used the battle net as a rope to tug of war with all their might.

No one will give up in this competition. The Golden Horn has just pushed the invasion progress to within ten seconds, and Zhou Tianting relied on Zixia’s wedding dress secret record to delay the progress to within ten seconds.

Ten seconds is a hurdle, and the two sides can't argue here! However, Jinjiao is powerful, and he adds progress regardless of the cost. If he doesn't work once, he will do it twice, and if he doesn't work twice, he will do it three times. He pushes for more than 30 times in a row, and Zhou Tianting finally couldn't hold on!

The little demon of Golden Horn felt like he was holding a wooden stake and charging into the formation, constantly rushing forward. He had never encountered such a situation before. Today he almost fell into the hands of an ant. If Silver Horn knew about it, he would probably laugh for three years.

"Eight seconds!"

"Seven seconds!"

The countdown began, and Zhou Tianting roared in his heart. Although with the help of the two ancestors, he had raised the inner universe to seventh dimension or even impacted the eighth dimension, his consumption speed could not keep up with the other person's determination to increase his holdings.

This is the foundation. The strength is too different, and even if you learn the secret magic skills, it is useless.

"Six seconds!"

"Five seconds!"

Zhou Tianting knew that the numbers were shrinking, and something bad would definitely happen in five seconds!

These five seconds are the last chance, and if you can't catch anything, you will stop.

"See it! I have five strongest bloodlines on my body!"

"The first generation of ancestor Zhou Lie, the second generation of Tianshu Saint King Zhou Xi, the fifth generation of Scorpio Saint King, the eighth generation of Tianshu Saint King, and the twelfth generation of Tianshan Saint King."

"So strong, but when these five ancestors gave birth to their sons, their cultivation might not have reached the level of the Holy King, so the bloodline strength was not that high."

"No matter what, you will quench your blood and become a demon body, and burn the blood of the Holy King..."

The power of Zhou Tianting changed rapidly, and a magnificent blood flame burst out with him as the center.

Such visions were extraordinary. If Golden Horn had not distributed its strength to cover it up in time, they would have been exposed immediately on the battlefield.

Even so, there were several sensitive Zhou family monks nearby. They looked here strangely, and always felt that there was a force that made them worship their worship.

"Hahaha! You dare not reveal your whereabouts. You suppressed your breath so humbly. You are afraid of our Zhou family Saint King and said that I am an ant. In fact, in the eyes of my Zhou family Saint King, are you also an ant?" Zhou Tianting ignited the bloodline from the eighth generation of Heavenly Book Saint King.

This is the weakest of the five holy veins. The other four cannot move with his strength, unless the Golden Horned Demon releases pressure at equal level, so he can break out passively.

"The second-grade top! I crossed the bottleneck and advanced to the second-grade top!" Zhou Tianting was extremely sure. As his bloodline continued to purify, he felt full of strength in his body, no longer as unaware of his ability as before, and he felt like a mess.

"Boom boom boom..." The blood of the Saint King of Heavenly Book burned out, bringing a large piece of golden scales to the Zhoutian Court, growing around the waist, causing a significant increase in overall strength.

Jinjiao was quite depressed. In order to cover up the abnormal movement, the progress was delayed again, and it delayed from five seconds to seven seconds, and then it was stalemate here as if it was still.

"Bastard, it's so disgusting. He always looks like this. He's just a few seconds away from being able to invade the battle network!" Jinjiao's anger was so boiling that he could see that if he didn't kill this kid, he wouldn't have to do it today.

"Since that's the case, go and die!" Jinjiao gritted his teeth and really freed his hands to kill Zhou Tianting. In order to achieve his goal, he did not hesitate to make progress and retreated to thirty seconds in the blink of an eye, and then retreated to one minute.

Zhou Tianting only saw thousands of golden light coming, and with his strength, he had only time to block Ma Ye and others.

pain!

it hurts!

This is the smell of death. The golden scale blood-quenching demon body felt the threat of death, and suddenly traced the origin and ignited the bloodline of the Tianshan Holy King.

"Boom..." The real Holy King-level defense appeared!

Jinjiao was furious. What kind of magic skill is this? He can use powerful external forces to force out the blood power hidden in his body.

If other monks practice this kind of magic skill, they will not reach this level even if they are exhausted, unless someone among their ancestors becomes the Holy King.

It really complements each other on Zhou Tianting, and withstood him, the best demon king, in a mere second-grade posture.

A mountain appears in the blood flame. The Holy King of Tianshan is good at defense, so it is most appropriate to ignite its bloodline at this moment.

Zhou Tianting was suitable, but Jinjiao almost didn't make his nose crooked. He didn't expect that he would just hold a small figure as small as mustard seeds and actually strengthened all the way to fight him in a Holy King battle.

"So what about the Holy King? I want to crush the inferior beings in the Holy King without any effort!" Jinjiao still inserted his left arm into the interface of Zhoujia Zhanwang, and after the words, he moved his body to the front of Zhoutian Court.

"Boom..." With just one punch, just one punch, the mountains that Zhou Tianting ignited blood flames to shatter.

Fortunately, the golden scale blood-quenching demon body is magical enough to burst out with the more powerful Scorpio Saint King bloodline. If it weren't for such a powerful arm, he would have died under the Golden Horn Fist at this moment.

The blood flames rose, faintly outlining a big scorpion, which was still the power of the Holy King level, and it was even more powerful than the mountain just now.

Jinjiao is so angry! I thought to myself, what is the origin of this kid? Did it be written incorrectly on Zhan.com? How could it be unknown to be able to lead to so many powerful bloodlines?

At this moment, he, the demon of the art network, had no choice but to raise his arm and punch again.

"Boom..." Another punch, a terrifying and dangerous punch.

Zhou Tianting is like a monster, with a large number of golden and red scales growing on both arms, and when it is ineffective, it raises its arms to block it.

Scorpio is dispersed and can block a punch and it is worth the fare.

Jinjiao punched very quickly, but he didn't believe it! This bastard guy could continue to stop him.

"Boom..." The fist shadow urgently drew a mysterious trajectory, and the golden scale blood-quenching demon body felt the threat and activated the power of the Tianshu Saint King Zhou Xi.
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