The Unlucky Minghe Was Killed by Hundreds of Millions of Clones of Blood God. A Battle Between Wives?
The Yuan Emperor had already refined the Chaos Phoenix blood essence and even cultivated the Chaos Origin Flame Mantra.
He was extremely powerful now.
He was now strong enough to fight against the reincarnations of Rakshasa, let alone Minghe.
A mere Big Luo was not worth mentioning in front of him.
However, even though he had blown up the Netherworld River, he was still able to do so.
However, the other party was not dead yet.
Minghe's situation was quite special. His physical body was not the only one.
Each Clones of Blood God could be counted as a life of the Netherworld River.
If he wanted to kill Minghe, he had to kill all the Clones of Blood God.
The Primitive Emperor glanced at the surrounding Blood Gods.
At this moment.
One of the Clones of Blood God quickly twisted and transformed into the Netherworld River in an instant.
"You…You…"
Minghe was terrified. He pointed at the Primitive Emperor and could not speak for a long time.
Why was the other party's strength so terrifying?
He was unable to resist and was directly slapped to death.
How was this possible?
Even if the Ancestral Dragon and the Genesis Kylin were standing here, they would not be able to kill him so easily!
Didn't this mean that the Primitive Emperor's true strength was actually stronger than the Ancestral Dragon and the Genesis Kylin?
Then why did the other party cut off the future of the Phoenix clan?
Minghe couldn't figure it out, but he knew one thing.
The other party's strength was very strong. He had to bring out his true strength!
Thinking of this, Minghe suddenly turned into countless bloody lights and attacked Primitive Emperor again!
"Useless effort."
The Primitive Emperor shook his head and waved his hand expressionlessly.
The Phoenix Divine Fire surged out and instantly ignited the world, burning all living beings.
Although the Scion of Blood God had some strength, how could he withstand the Phoenix Divine Fire?
In an instant, it was burned dry.
A large part of the encirclement was also missing.
With just one move, a large number of Clones of Blood God died.
The Primitive Emperor's strength was extremely terrifying. Forget about snatching back the twelfth-grade Red Karmic Fire Lotus, he might even die here.
At this moment, Minghe could not care about anything else.
What spirit treasure? What hatred?
He couldn't care less.
In the blink of an eye, all the Blood Gods moved.
However, instead of attacking the Primitive Emperor, they fled in all directions!
No matter how strong the Primitive Emperor was, he couldn't kill all the Blood Gods. As long as one of them escaped, he would be able to survive!
Billions of Blood God Clones and billions of blood lights lit up the sky.
It was as if a blood-colored firework had exploded in the sky, shooting out in all directions.
"Oh? You still want to escape?"
The Primitive Emperor smiled coldly.
He waved his hand again.
Endless flames rose and covered the sky, devouring the blood light!
The Scion of Blood God was burned by the flames and let out a miserable cry.
In just a breath, he was burned to ashes.
The blood-red light that filled the sky disappeared as soon as it appeared, not causing any ripples at all.
The Netherworld River did not die.
The Primitive Emperor knew that he had killed all the Clones of Blood Gods here, but he still hadn't killed Minghe.
Blood God's divine power was extraordinary.
After Minghe's successful cultivation, he had spread widely in the world.
Unless all the Clones of Blood God were found, it was impossible to kill Minghe.
It was still difficult for him to do it now.
However, if he lost so many Clones of Blood God at once, Minghe would definitely be severely injured!
It would take at least 100,000 years to recover.
The Primitive Emperor sneered and raised his hand to take the two swords away.
At this moment.
Yuantu and Abi's twin swords suddenly trembled, and then they broke through the space and disappeared.
"Hmm?"
The Primitive Emperor frowned and turned his head to look in the direction of the Blood Sea.
He hadn't planned to do anything to the Netherworld River.
After all, the other party had inexplicably lost his Companion Spiritual Treasure and suffered an undeserved calamity.
But now, the Primitive Emperor remembered it.
After he took Dragon Mother and the colorful Qilin, he would definitely get these two swords of slaughter!
It couldn't be helped. The Wilderness had always been about the survival of the fittest, and the strong were respected!
In this place, weakness was the original sin!
The Primitive Emperor waved his hand and continued deeper into the battlefield.
The closer they got to the center of the battlefield, the fewer corpses and blood they had.
The battle between the Ancestral Dragon and the Origin Qilin was too terrifying. The aftershocks that erupted turned the surroundings into ruins.
The wind howled and the turbulence raged, crazily destroying everything in the surroundings.
Corpses with weak cultivation bases were unable to resist at all.
Only the corpses of the true experts could survive.
The Primitive Emperor didn't care and strolled leisurely in the fiendish aura and gales.
Searching for every trace.
Dragon Mother and the colorful qilin had high statuses. According to his calculations, if the two of them were still alive, they would definitely be at the center of the battlefield.
He didn't care that she was a widow.
He was just a little hesitant.
Swords and swords had no eyes. What if these two people were disfigured?
Could it be that he still wanted to accept two ugly girls?
Moreover, he was a man of integrity and would not force anyone.
It was easy to find Dragon Mother and the colorful qilin, but the difficult part was how to make them willingly submit to him.
He didn't have any good ideas. He could only find it first.
After all, if the two of them died, they wouldn't even have the chance to try.
The Primitive Emperor sighed slightly.
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the distance, but he sensed a fluctuation of magic power.
There seemed to be someone fighting ahead?
Impossible!
Other than Hongjun, Luohou, and the others, the dragon race and the Qilin race were about to be extinct, but they could still continue to fight?
He thought of something and immediately flew up to find the location of the battle.
There were really two groups of people confronting each other in the ruins.
One of them was the Dragon Mother.
On the other side was the Qilin Race's Rainbow Qilin!
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