With previous experience, when the blood mist coagulates, the dragon and bird ring of Chenlong, the half moon of Xianqi and the giant sword of the ancestor of Xinghe have successively shot away to the gradually formed blood Buddha.

"ah!!!!"

in the blood fog, there was a bleak roar of blood Zun. After a while, the roar was flat, and no sound came out. Even the blood Zun body that was about to agglomerate was transformed into a large thin blood fog under the joint attack of the three people, which was gradually absorbed by the blood sail flag.

"is this killing?"

Chenlong seems to be incredulous.

but Xianqi seemed...