"Where does the aura of creation come from on my body?" Su Xing's heart was as deep as iron. He had been trying to sense his aura of creation, but he had no idea.

At this time, the Blood Ancestor had already used a killing move. The blood-colored silk threads that roared towards Su Xing were enough to drain Su Xing's essence and blood and kill him.

In the eyes of the Blood Ancestor, although Su Xing was extremely talented, he was just an ant after all, and he was too lazy to continue fighting.

Su Xing dodged, but his body trajectory was fully understood by the Blood Ancestor. Soon, he encountered those blood-colored silk threads.

"Cicada Sword Style!"

Su Xing felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and he played the cicada sword style with his left hand and held the sword in his right hand to display the sword intent.

The power contained in these two moves is very powerful, comparable to a blow from a god, but it cannot destroy the blood-colored silk threads.

The breath of fortune is really terrifying, completely above ordinary power.

"Chichi!"

Blood-colored silk threads penetrated into Su Xing's body, and he immediately felt the stinging sensation like countless needles, and the essence and blood in his body could not be controlled and were pulled away by the blood-colored silk threads.

There were also a series of auras of creation, along the blood-colored silk thread, swarming into Suk’s body.

At this moment, the awakening looked very miserable.

Shi Haotian roared angrily and wanted to get up to rescue him, but he suffered severe damage and could not get up at all.

"It's over, ant!"

"Everything about you will belong to me."

"I can get out of my trap after devouring your origin and obtaining your aura of creation."

The Blood Ancestor laughed, and was very excited to think that he was about to escape from the trouble and leave this ghost place that had been suppressed for millions of years.

But the next moment, his smile suddenly frozen.

"Boom!"

A powerful aura burst out from Su Xing's body, and the blood-colored silk threads instantly broke. He forced the aura of creation from the Blood Ancestor out of his body.

"The breath of creation, how could you sense the breath of creation?" Xue Zu stared at Su Xing with an incredible look on his face. At this moment, the latter exuded an extremely mysterious smell on his body, which was the breath of creation.

"Thank you for this! If you hadn't tried to devour me, how could I feel my own aura of creation with your aura of creation?" Su Xing smiled coldly.

Hearing this, the Blood Ancestor almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

After doing it for a long time, I actually helped the other party again?

However, it is extremely difficult to say that all this is simple but even if you think about it.

Su Xing must have amazing insights in order to find his own aura of creation in this moment.

"Suffer to die!"

Su Xing shouted coldly, waved the Holy Sword of Faith, and rushed towards the Blood Ancestor.

"Boom!"

The Blood Ancestor, caught off guard, was shocked and retreated dozens of miles by Su Xing.

In terms of cultivation power, Su Xing is no less than the Blood Ancestor. He was crushed by the aura of creation and was so embarrassed before.

Now, he can also induce the aura of creation, so he can naturally fight against the Blood Ancestor.

"So what if you find the aura of creation? I have seen everything about you, you will still die." The Blood Ancestor was furious and took action wildly towards Su Xing.

"Is that true?" Su Xing did not dodge or avoid it. Since his move was penetrated, he simply fought head-on and fought with the Blood Ancestor.

"Boom!"

The powerful cultivation power was rolled up like a tsunami, and Su Xing chose the most fierce fighting style, just like a desperate person, who ignored his own injuries and only wanted to call all the attacks on the Blood Ancestor.

"madman!"

The Blood Ancestor was both shocked and angry.

Faced with this situation, even if he had insight into Su Xing's moves, it would be useless.

He was already extremely injured, and his body was like porcelain covered with countless cracks. Any fierce collision or bombardment of force could lead to a complete collapse of his body.

To put it bluntly, the Blood Ancestor is now strong on the outside and has a middle-aged job.

He didn't dare to fight like Su Xing without any consequences, and he couldn't afford it.

"Old Tyrant, are you not good?" Su Xing sneered. He had already seen the predicament of the Blood Ancestor, and his own use of the aura of creation was also very shallow.

In addition, he had not yet created the divine source of creation and could not use the aura of creation continuously. This forced him to wake up and had to fight desperately.

"Boom!"

Finally, in the attack like a storm, Su Xing successfully slashed the Blood Ancestor with one sword, but did not slash the Blood Ancestor, but instead burst into a metal collision sound.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the Blood Ancestor, "Boy, you're fooled."

A boom!

Suddenly, nine blood dragons rushed out of the Blood Ancestor's body, and the essence of the body rolled, strangling towards the awakening.

"Su Xing quickly avoided it. This is the Dragon Ancestor's physical combat skill. The Nine Dragons Divine Tribulation. Although the old turtle only learned some fur, it was not a small matter." Shi Haotian roared.

The real Nine Dragons Divine Tribulation has the power to destroy the world, and is the unique skill of Dragon Ancestor, one of the twelve giants.

However, the second form of Blood Ancestor has only the power of the Nine Dragons in his body, and he is just idle and has learned the Nine Dragons Divine Tribulation secretly, and his power is countless times weaker.

But even so, at the close range of now, the Nine Dragons Divine Tribulation is almost a devastating blow.

Obviously, the scheming Blood Ancestor was deliberately luring Su Xing to approach.

"Are the Nine Dragons God Tribulation?" Su Xing looked stern, but there was no sign of retreating. He curled his lips and murmured: "It just so happens that I'll learn about the power of the Nine Dragons God Tribulation."

"Buzz!"

Su Xing's physical energy poured out, turning into a rich blood mist, which penetrated into his right arm. The next moment, he used his palm as a knife and slashed forward.

The battle technique of breaking the sky, killing the mortal spirits!

A painted black collapsed area appeared at the front of the palm knife.

An incredible scene appeared, and the nine blood dragons that rushed out of the Blood Ancestor's body encountered unimaginable terrifying power and sank step by step in the painted black collapse area.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the burst sounded, the nine blood dragons turned into nine blood mists one after another, and finally dissipated invisible.

"What kind of physical combat skill is this!" Xue Zu screamed in surprise. With his knowledge, he was also extremely surprised that Su Xing showed the magic of the slaying spirit that he had shown at this moment.

Even Shi Haotian was stunned, and he never expected that Su Xing was actually a physical martial artist.

"Kill your combat skills!" Su Xing looked cold and swung his palm and sword to kill the Blood Ancestor.

At such a close distance, the Blood Ancestor had no choice but to avoid it, and blood mist was surging all over his body, trying to protect himself, but the palm knife was like the hand of death of the King of Hell, breaking the heavy blood mist and finally slashing the Blood Ancestor's head.
Chapter completed!