He knew that the soul altar of Xueli came from the ancestor of Blood, and knew that the fusion time of the Blood Li was very short, and he could not exert half of the power of this magnificent seventh-level soul altar.

So he didn't really take Xue Li seriously.

"The space is broken!" Bhutto shouted.

Suddenly, the space where Xue Li and the seventh-level soul altar were shattered like a mirror, and countless fine space cracks appeared.

Xueli and the seventh-level soul altar were directly nailed to the space that was about to explode.

Ruz frowned, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he was about to rescue him.

Suddenly, a strange blood-colored light shot out from the depths of Jiang Zhuzhe's pupils.

This bunch of blood light is condensed from the essence and blood of fifteen ancient strong tribes of different colors, as if it could pierce all obstacles in the world.

The bloody light shot towards Bhutto's eyebrows at a speed that was hard to see in the naked eye. The aspiration from it made Luz, who was about to take action, shocked him and stopped halfway again.

"Heaven Blood Divine Light!"

At the same time, Luz let out a terrifying roar like a crying night owl, and retreated in a hurry like a ghost in the sun.

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Chapter completed!