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Return to the palace of the city emperor.

Jiang Li and a group of other powerhouses were running on a huge vermilion pillar.

But the higher they went, the stronger they were suppressed by the fire.

And that downward force always drags them.

Barely running up half the distance, everyone's speed slowed down a bit.

It's like hanging several big mountains behind you, and then using only physical strength to climb up on the surface of a vertical smooth column.

The original elegant body technique gradually became unusable.

A few even had to stop every now and then and start lying on the surface of the column with both hands and feet to take a break.

You must know that they are the top powerhouses with three flowers gathering on the top, and their spirit, energy, and spirit have been perfected.

But at this moment, a red slippery liquid flowed down from the top of the column.

Jiang Li recognized at a glance that it was blood, and it was mixed with very vicious resentment.

It was already extremely difficult to act on this pillar. If it is contaminated by these blood, there is no doubt that the situation will be even worse.

"Be careful!"

Jiang Li reacted immediately, and a large amount of icy aura gushed out from his palms, freezing the blood that had flowed to the position in front of him.

However, due to the suppression in the city emperor's space, most of the energy will quickly dissipate after leaving the body.

So much so that Jiang Li's cold air could not spread very far, and he had to maintain a large amount of cold air output at all times, otherwise the blood flowing down would be thawed immediately, pouring his face all over his head.

Looking up, it was originally a red column, and the upper half of it was completely stained with blood.

More liquid continued to pour down from the sides around him, and it wouldn't be long before the entire column was stained with a sticky layer of blood.

This made the column, which was already not easy to climb, even more difficult.

And he can feel that the blood is eroding his released aura, which makes the consumption of aura even greater.

The footsteps of several people were greatly slowed down by these blood, and each further step required a lot of spiritual energy to flush out the blood in front of them.

And the person who did all this has already stood in front of Jiang Li.

A folding fan silently pointed towards him.

The folding fan intersected with the halberd, and Jiang Li's footsteps were pushed down a few feet.

The fake blood king who had been standing on the long table had disappeared.

Appeared directly on this pillar, preventing their progress.

Jiang Li could feel that in his heyday, this fake blood king would be far inferior to him.

But at this moment, he was suppressed by the power of the city emperor, and there was a force that wanted to pull him back to the ground all the time.

It is naturally easy to suffer a loss in a fight.

In a flash of lightning, the folding fan and Jiang Li's halberd quickly clashed.

Jiang Li was collided one after another, and the top stepped back. But he has been waiting for his time.

After a collision, the two sides reopened the distance.

"You are not the blood king, leave your name before you die."

Jiang Li, who seemed to be suppressed before, suddenly said.

Hearing Jiang Li's seemingly outrageous words, the fake blood king was not angry, but after thinking for a while, he really said his name.

"Your opponent is Luo Xian, Captain of the Guards of the Blood King's Army.

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And before his words were finished, the whole person was smashed to pieces by the Emperor's halberd.

Jiang Li just waited for five seconds and used the power of the status panel to eliminate the suppression of the City Emperor Palace.

In an instant, power erupted, and Luo Xian was easily smashed into pieces.

It's just the next moment, the repressive power of the City Emperor's Palace shrouded him again.

The strength has just recovered, and there is no half-breath time, and the feeling of being dropped again is really not wonderful.

After taking two breaths, just as Jiang Li wanted to blow away the blood on the surface of the pillar, he continued to move up.

The blood mist that exploded did not disappear, but floated back a distance and turned into a man.

Wearing a crown of blood on his head, he looks exactly like the blood king, and his whole body is composed of blood. Isn't it the guy who was just smashed by him.

The fake blood king smiled, as if satisfied with the stunned expression on Jiang Li's face.

"We met again. Now your opponent is the revenge coalition, the blood king's guard, Bai Dingdian!"

Inexplicably, this fake blood king changed his name and called himself Bai Dingdian.

The folding fan in his hand also turned into a long spear, and he swung the long spear with high spirits and rushed up.

Jiang Li could only parry with a halberd.

Only this time, what surprised him was that the power on the opponent's gun was unexpectedly weak.

He easily cut off the spear, and with a halberd, he cut the roadblock into two halves again.

Jiang Li stared at each other carefully this time.

This fake blood king was beheaded for two periods of time.

Jiang Li could clearly feel that a soul was shattered under his halberd.

It is reasonable to say that the soul is flying and scattered, it should be dead.

But the next moment, not far from the side, another **** figure that was exactly the same stood up again.

"You killed me again. Now your opponent is the Vengeance Alliance, the Blood King's Guard, Shi Can!"

This re-condensed blood man is also the appearance of the blood king.

But the name changed again, and the weapon used in the hand and the fighting style and posture also changed.

The fake blood king who claimed to be Shi Shen rushed up with a sledgehammer the size of a pumpkin.

This time, the blood man's strength is obviously a step higher than before.

The power exerted by swinging the sledgehammer is enough to be on par with the average Earth Immortal powerhouse.

But the difference is that his body is far less strong than that of the Earth Immortal.

After Jiang Li broke through the opponent's 33 hammer shadows, he slashed with a halberd and pierced it into blood.

It was also howling before the ashes disappeared. As a practitioner of Jiuyou Daojing, Jiang Li couldn't even see this.

Then in less than a breath, the other party emerged from behind Jiang Li again, this time the weapon in his hand was replaced by a long knife.

Speaking in the mouth.

"Now your opponent is the blood king's personal guard, Nie Fei!"

Then he stabbed at Jiang Li's back.

It's just that this knife was unexpectedly weak, and it didn't have any effect. Even the gown on Jiang Li's body, from the female ugly demon king, could not be cut.

Then he was swept and smashed by Jiang Jiangli.

With the repeated repetition, Jiang Li began to be startled.

Although this fake blood king does not have a strong physique, it can be resurrected repeatedly as if it cannot be killed at all, but it is more troublesome.

Jiang Li naturally didn't believe in evil at first, wielding the halberd and killing each other constantly.

The opponent's strength seems to fluctuate, the weapons used, and the way of fighting are also ever-changing.

The descendants of the emperor have killed each other hundreds of times in various other ways, but every time this guy will be resurrected next to him like no one, as if there is no limit at all.

If there is no end like this, even Jiang Li, a perpetual motion machine, will have to cast a psychological shadow.

"Heirs of the Emperor, how are you?"

"This guy! It really isn't the blood king."

"He Fang evildoer, dare to act in front of me!"

At this time, the other twelve high-ranking Sishen adults also gathered around.

They did not abandon Jiang Li and continue on their way.

Including Jiang Li, they were like Super Saiyans, blowing away the blood with a burst of spiritual energy, while surrounding the fake Blood Lord.

Maintaining the release of spiritual energy at all times, this can still support a lot of time for them at the Earth Immortal level.

But the slowdown is unavoidable.

"The evildoer is still not recruited from the truth!"

The Dean of Mohen Academy gave a loud cry, and waved the brush in his hand. He used more than ten times the consumption to display the magical power of ink characters.

A word of "sincerity" slowly flew to the top of the blood man's head while dissipating.

Before Mozi dissipated, he hurriedly smelled it.

"Evil! Where did you come from?"

The impostor who looked like a blood king glanced at the ink on the top of his head and did not resist. Instead, just like "Reporting the Name of the Vegetable", he kept reporting his name.

"My name is Zhao Erniu, the blood king's personal guard, from Chongzhou."

"My name is Bao Wenguang, the blood king's personal guards, from Yaozhou."

"My name is Feng Yangyun, the blood king's guards, and I live in the City of Ten Thousand Poems."

"My name is Lu Chan, the blood king's personal guard, born in the golden field of Qili!".

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After being hung with the word "sincerity", theoretically speaking, the other party should not be able to tell lies.

Even if there are strong people who can make up nonsense with magical ink characters.

After telling a lie, the word "sincerity" on the top of the head should also automatically dissipate.

But now it seems that what the other party said is clearly the truth.

Fortunately, in addition to Jiang Li, the other twelve were well-informed old guys, and some secret knowledge could not help them.

"Who can stop you from coming and going, neither birth nor extinction, neither emptiness nor non-formation, dead Daoist friends, immortal poor Dao!"

"Qimen magical powers, crucian carp crossing the river!"

"Haha, this magical power was given to the Blood King by Old Man Long. I didn't expect that someone would actually be able to practice it!"

A long-bearded old man among the twelve superior ministers, with an inexplicable flash of light in his eyes, revealed the details of the other party.

The so-called "crucian carp crossing the river" means that the practitioner is the river, and the crucian carp that accommodates others.

There are countless big fish and small fish in the river, all things fall into the river, and only the fish die.

This is the dead Taoist friend not dead poor Tao!

Theoretically speaking, as long as there are enough fish in the river, practitioners can hardly be beaten to death!

"You call out their names. It should be the last remembrance for those dead soldiers!"

"What about your own name?"

"Movement weapons can deceive people, but eyes can't."

"From beginning to end, your eyes haven't changed in the slightest. You are the only one manipulating this body all this time."

"You don't want to leave your name before you die?"

Mozi on the head of the fake blood king has dissipated. Thirteen strong men are preparing other means, many of which are magical.

They don't believe it, with the strength of all of them, they can't break this god's passage through the crucian carp!

"It turns out that it was the Taifu in front of him, and I'm disrespectful."

"Students don't have names, and only those who don't have names can practice those magical powers."

"If you insist, call it the student shadow."

Being called to break the means, the Shadow Blood King did not panic at all. Obviously, it is not easy to restrain such magical powers.

The other party has full confidence that they can drag them here to the real blood king.

"It is rumored that there is a shadow that looks exactly the same as the Blood King."

"Block the king a hundred and seven times! It's you!"

No wonder he looks so much like the Blood King. Imitation is so realistic.

It turned out that as early as 5,000 years ago, this shadow was the substitute of the Blood King.

And he also used God to pass Jiang Zhi crucian carp to block many assassinations for the Blood King, making him the last one of the last nine kings to survive.

It's a pity that in the end, I couldn't escape, and the Taifu was stabbed in the back.

"According to the observation of this old man, there are at least a hundred thousand souls hidden in this body. If I use normal means, I would have to kill him a hundred thousand times!"

"That's a waste of time. If you can't kill it, then seal it up first!"

Several naturally thought of this.

They all used their own means, and fell on the shadow surrounded by the middle.

Then, a big "Feng" character appeared on the top of the Shadow Blood King's head.

Once the seal was formed, a terrifying suction immediately erupted.

Draw everything on the Shadow Blood King into the ink characters.

Jiang Li and others were there to help prevent even the slightest thing from running out of the Shadow Blood King.

The shadow of the blood king soon turned into a blood sphere that was tightly attached to the top of the ink.

Then, the black ink infects the entire blood cell.

In the end, it turned into a small black ball and fell to the ground.

They can be sure that nothing has run out of the ball just now.

But obviously, the confidence of the Shadow Blood King cannot be solved by a simple seal.

A **** palm picked up the bead, looked at it with great interest, and then threw it away.

"Your opponents now are the revenge coalition, the blood king's guards, and the Wen Xun!"

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On this pillar full of blood, it was extremely difficult for everyone to climb.

If you are tirelessly disturbed by this guy, it is really difficult to become a fairy!

"A few of you will pass first, and I will stop him here."

Just when everyone was in a predicament, the masked descendant of the Emperor spoke up and took the initiative to grab this tough bone.

"But Senior Kong Chan, can the **** pass through Jiang Zhi's crucian carp for the next look?"

"If you can understand that magical power, you may be able to deal with it with more confidence."

Jiang Li has never had the habit of working for nothing.

Since you have to contribute, of course you have to get some benefits.

Such things as magical powers are extremely limited even in his hands. It's good to have one more like this, and maybe it will be of great use at some point.

And Taoist Kongchan is the teacher who lived for more than five thousand years and was once the blood prince. It is an old monster with unfathomable strength who has survived from the previous era.

Taoist Kongchan looked at the shadow blood king for a moment, and finally took out a piece of black jade and gave it to Jiang Li.

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