Chapter 492 The blood clan of the past, the emperor who was born, the hatred now!
Chapter 492 The blood clan of the past, the emperor who was born, the hatred now!
The Dark Yuan Great Emperor galloped all the way, and every blow was extremely sharp. Every blow made the old man in red robe retreat continuously, and the blood on his body became even more raging.
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The red dragon halberd in the hands of the Dark Yuan Great Emperor could just injure the red-robed old man every time he swung it out, causing him to vomit blood continuously.
"Death to me!"
Suddenly, An Yuan Great Emperor's face turned gloomy, and the red dragon halberd in his hand stabbed out again, with terrifying power, and went straight to the red-robed old man.
The red-robed old man felt danger approaching and hurriedly avoided it.
boom!
The Scarlet Dragon Halberd pierced by the Great Emperor of the Dark Yuan slashed heavily on the ground, cutting the earth into a bottomless ravine with dense cracks.
puff!
The red-robed old man trembled, and one of his legs was cut in half by the Red Dragon Halberd.
"You...you can hurt me? It's impossible!"
The red-robed old man said incredulously, looking at the Anyuan Great Emperor with horror and even a bit of fear in his eyes.
The power of the Dark Yuan Great Emperor made a deep sense of fear and fear in his heart.
If he hadn't flashed so fast just now, he might have been split into two halves by the (cjfc) Dark Yuan Great Emperor.
"I really didn't expect that the blood clan of the past would be able to give birth to a powerful emperor like you.
"It's a pity that when you met me, you were destined to only drink hatred!"
Dark Yuan Great Emperor sneered.
As he spoke, the blood-colored vortex behind him grew bigger and bigger.
One after another blood light rushed out from the inside, condensed into a dark grimace, and slaughtered towards the red-robed old man.
The complexion of the red-robed old man changed slightly, and the blood-colored spear in his hand swept away, instantly defeating the grimace from the slaughter.
However, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, another blood-colored spear appeared in the hands of the Dark Yuan Great Emperor, stabbing towards the red-robed old man.
The red-robed old man froze in his heart and immediately activated the energy in his body.
A majestic Blood Qi surged out, wrapping his entire body and forming a piece of armor on his body.
Clang!
Dark Yuan Great Emperor's red dragon halberd stabbed into the armor, and a burst of sparks erupted, pierced through the armor, and pierced into the body of the red-robed old man.
The power of the Dark Yuan Great Emperor was too tyrannical, and the armor could not resist it at all.
"The power of blood!
"How could I be hurt by you?!"
The red-robed old man let out an unwilling roar.
The Dark Yuan Great Emperor ignored the red-robed old man and continued to wave the red dragon halberd in his hand, frantically attacking the red-robed old man.
Every inch of his body was shaking, and a tyrannical physical power erupted, and every blow had the power to destroy a mountain.
The red-robed old man's face was ugly, but he had no way to stop the Dark Yuan Great Emperor, so he could only resist.
Although he was wearing a very high defense armor, he was vulnerable under the power of the Dark Yuan Great Emperor.
Every attack could tear apart the armor on his body, leaving blood dripping from his body and unbearable pain.
The red-robed old man was beaten by the Dark Yuan Great Emperor, and he was defeated.
"You... dammit!"
The red-robed old man roared angrily, his arms shook, and a monstrous Blood Qi burst out from his body, rushing towards the Dark Yuan Great Emperor.
"die!"
The Dark Yuan Great Emperor roared, his body erupted with endless blood light, as if incarnated into a demon master, rushing towards the red-robed old man with the aura of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.
The two were fighting in this sky. I don't know how long it took, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky, and thunder and lightning kept flashing in it, making a harsh thunderclap.
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