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It was only because the Blood God had given the order to self-destruct that caused the hundreds of Late Fetal Stage martial artists to self-detonate in an instant. If it wasn't for the fact that Fang Ling had broken through to the fourth level, his body would have probably been torn to shreds. Although it now looked perfectly fine, the Fiendgod Symbols within its body had already shattered.

This time, almost half of Fang Ling's physical strength had been crippled!

"Hehe ?" It really was a good source of blood. This god can sense a dense Fiendgod aura coming from your body. For such a noble bloodline to actually fall upon such a lowly being like a human, it is truly a great irony. "

A voice filled with nobility and exaltation came out from Hai Yuji's body. This was the first time Fang Ling had heard the Blood God's voice. This voice did not contain any sacred art, but as the words were spoken, a terrifying image of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in Fang Ling's mind.

He wanted to drag Fang Ling's will and sink into it, causing Fang Ling's expression to change. Even by stabilizing his mind and locking his soul firmly on the Soul Devouring Formation, he was able to maintain a clear mind.

When he saw Fang Ling's unaffected gaze, the disdain in the Blood God's Child's eyes finally disappeared. He nodded his head almost imperceptibly and said, "Not bad willpower. To be able to resist the divine might of this god, it can't be said that this god still needs to use some methods. Blood Imperial, go!"

With a casual wave of his finger, the blood mist that had exploded into the sky began to condense towards the finger, turning into a dot of golden light within the midst of the blood. As the finger pointed towards Fang Ling, a terrifying feeling instantly surged forth, causing Fang Ling's body to tremble.

This kind of trembling was not controlled by Fang Ling's will. Instead, it was an instinctive reaction from his body. To be more precise, it was the blood's fear. A glint appeared in Fang Ling's eyes. He instantly looked at the bloody wound on the Blood God's finger and understood why his blood was trembling.

The reason why the Blood God was called the Blood God was because his blood cultivation had reached the peak of perfection. No one could compare to him. It was instead silent. However, it was during this silence that he seemed to have touched something mysterious, causing an effect to be projected into Fang Ling's body.

Power of laws!

Fang Ling instantly thought of the power of laws. Only by touching the power of laws could he rely on the sacred art in his hands to affect others!

Sand filling the sea, a blade of grass breaking the sky! Fang Ling had always thought that the description of the power of laws in the inheritance spirit pearl was exaggerated, but now he understood the profundity of it. The sand filling the sea was not really filling up the sea, but understanding the rules of the earth and water, using the rules to suppress the ocean.

The reason why a blade of grass could split the sky was because the grass had the power to break the laws of the world!

Just when Fang Ling was enlightened, as the blood light on the Blood God's finger grew brighter, Fang Ling's blood started to boil. It was as if he was about to break through the limits of his body and enter the blood light.

"This sovereign, do you need my help?"

A voice suddenly sounded out in Fang Ling's mind. It was the Divine Demon Clone who had sensed that Fang Ling was injured.

"No need! "You've cultivated the Blood God's Art, and the Blood God has restrained you even more. Right now, I only look miserable because I want to lure out the one who wants to be the Yellow Sparrow. Don't act recklessly."

Fang Ling circulated the broken Fiendgod Symbols continuously to prevent the blood from surging, but he secretly transmitted his voice to the avatar.

"Oh? It was a good technique, but it was just a last ditch effort! "Go!"

Seeing that Fang Ling was still able to block the attack and the broken runes on his body from time to time, the Blood God gave a rare praise. However, if the Blood God's words were heard by Chi You, he would probably jump out from the reincarnation zone and stomp on it. "In front of this demon god, you are nothing but a prick!"

However, that was for Chi You, and for Fang Ling, the Blood God could be said to be the most powerful opponent he had ever met. As the other party pointed his finger out, the space around him shattered under the power of his finger, and an even more terrifying feeling spread throughout Fang Ling's heart. He wanted to dodge with the Nine Feathers Evasion, but suddenly, he found that even space itself seemed to be sealed under his finger, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space had been completely absorbed, causing Fang Ling to feel as if he was sealed in amber.

"Nine Furnace Great Palm!"

Even though Fang Ling was prepared for this, he still sucked in a breath of cold air in his heart. His intuition told him that if he were to be hit by this blood light, all the blood in his body would dry up in an instant.

However, this was not what Fang Ling had hoped for. In order to lure out the yellow sparrow from the shadows, such a huge loss was not worth it.

With a thought, half of the mana in his body turned into a giant hand print that carried the Nine Supremes' crucible as it rushed out from the top of his head. Under this huge hand print, the space trembled violently, releasing a cackling sound that could not bear the pressure.

Rumble ?

The nine cauldrons palm print collided with the Blood Control world and exploded! The void collapsed, engulfing an area of ten kilometers. The rock on the ground shattered and disappeared, being sucked into the turbulence of space. Fang Ling's body trembled as he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out ruthlessly.

The Blood God's Child was forced back in a sorry state. His magnificent blood-red robe was torn apart and his entire body was torn apart by the huge shockwave. If it wasn't for the Blood God's Son using his sacred art to lock him down, he probably would have already been reduced to a pile of minced corpses.

"Good!" Very good! A mere ant can actually injure this god. The sacred art of the three cauldrons old bull nose? From the looks of it, the old cow was already dead! This god is breaking his inheritance! Hemolysis! Spirit Plunder! "

The Blood God was so enraged that he laughed. His originally aloof expression was completely replaced by a savage look. With a shout, he shook the air, and the life force on the ground was quickly drained, turning into strands of refined life force that fused into the Blood God's body.

Mournful cries could be heard from beneath the ground as residual souls surged out from the ground and submerged into the Blood God's body.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood God's body had become unharmed. It was as though he had never been injured. However, Fang Ling knew that the other party was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. A crack had already appeared on the statue. It was obvious that this Blood God's Child had been seriously injured!

Boom!

However, at this moment, along with a loud explosion, the unremarkable boulder beside Fang Ling suddenly exploded, and within it appeared an old haired figure. It was Li Daoyi, who was secretly lurking around, seizing the opportunity to launch a strike. A dark green rope filled with poison shot out and wrapped around Fang Ling.