1454: C1454 Life-Suspended Line

C1454 Life-Suspended Line

The Old Man Xuanwu had burned away the last of his bloodline, disregarding everything else.

He was an upright Ancient magical beast Xuanwu, an incomparably outstanding existence. How could he be willing to die in the hands of these trash?

As a result, he had burned all his remaining bloodline, so even if he had to die, he had to die with dignity!

With his blood burning, a red light flashed from Old Man Xuanwu's body as his strength increased by a huge amount. A terrifying and boundless aura swept out in an instant.

Ah?

The faces of all the cultivators changed. They did not expect the Old Man Xuanwu to still be able to make a move.

"Ah, run away quickly ?"

All of the cultivators nearly peed their pants. Their faces were filled with terror as they quickly scattered.

However, the Old Man Xuanwu had already become so terrifying, who could escape?

"Black Turtle Shattering the Heavens!"

Old Man Xuanwu roared out, Hair and beard flew everywhere, his face was flushed red, he pushed out his hands, and his body exploded with more than ten rays of golden light.

That golden light was like a spinning turtle shell, whirling out in all directions.

Puff puff puff puff ?

Phew...

The golden light slashed across, slashing the dozens of cultivators into two and sending them flying.

All the tree he had encountered along the way had all been cut off by them.

Within a kilometer radius, tree began to fall one after another.

All of the cultivators died with grievances.

It seemed that this big pie was not easy to take!

After killing dozens of cultivators in one move, Old Man Xuanwu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale white.

Burning one's bloodline could only last for ten breaths of time.

Old Man Xuanwu's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and blood started to flow from his seven orifices.

"We're finished ?"

Old Man Xuanwu revealed a miserable smile, his eyes, nose and mouth started bleeding.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

"Brat, I'll just give you some lucky chances, sigh ?"

He took out a piece of Sound Transmitting Talisman.

Old Man Xuanwu's body fell to the ground. He did not move at all, his breathing became weaker and his life force disappeared quickly.

His consciousness slowly faded away.

The moment he died, the Magical Beast's body would be revealed, its entire body would be filled with treasures!

"little friend, I'm dead, quickly come over to the old location. I'll give you my Ancient magical beast Xuanwu's corpse. I hope you can cultivate properly, save the lives of the people of the world, and do a few things for the Holy Dao Realm! "

In the end, he sent Chen Mo a set of Sound Transmitting Talisman.

He only had Chen Mo's Sound Transmitting Talisman, at the last moment, he did not want his own corpse to be taken away by other cultivators, he only wanted to give it to Chen Mo.

In his eyes, Chen Mo was still not bad.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, was hiding underground not too far away. His figure flashed and appeared on the ground, flying in the direction of the Old Man Xuanwu in an instant.

Chen Mo thought: "Old thing, at least you have some conscience!"

Chen Mo definitely wanted to get rid of Old Man Xuanwu.

But even if he got more than one or two Eighth Level Explosion Runes from the hands of the red-clothed old woman's old grannies, he still did not dare to make a move.

With the pride Old Man Xuanwu had, if he wanted Old Man Xuanwu to be his half-body beast, he would definitely not agree.

The Old Man Xuanwu definitely still had some tricks up his sleeve. If he didn't use some tricks, then even if he killed the Old Man Xuanwu, it wouldn't be good even if he didn't die.

Thus, someone came to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Chen Mo walked over to Old Man Xuanwu's side and saw that he was about to die.

Seeing Chen Mo appear so quickly, the remaining consciousness of the Old Man Xuanwu also understood.

He knew, the reason why there were cultivators here to kill him, was definitely because of Chen Mo.

Dying at the hands of such a resourceful young man, he admitted defeat.

"Old thing, you, an upright Ancient magical beast Xuanwu, actually ended up in this state today, sigh, how tragic!"

Chen Mo laughed as he said that, Old Man Xuanwu spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly died.

Chen Mo plotted to kill him, and yet she still came to waste time on him. He really couldn't take it.

Once he reverted to his original form, he would die.

Chen Mo shook his head and used wind blade technique to cut his wrist, forcing his blood out. Like a stream of water, it quickly flowed into Old Man Xuanwu's mouth.

If he could save Old Man Xuanwu, he would take this old turtle.

If I can't save him, then Old Man Xuanwu should die.

With the infusion of Chen Mo's blood, Old Man Xuanwu's body stopped growing, but slowly shrank back, returning to its original state.

Chen Mo's blood continued to pour in, and not long later, Old Man Xuanwu's complexion was much better, his breathing had also recovered, and all his injuries were healed.

Chen Mo muttered to himself: "This old thing, if he were to stay in this state forever in the future, it would be better if I were to stab him now. The result is his little life, where I can take the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures on his body and use it for myself."

The gentle and beautiful voice said: "Phantom Head, this old man isn't dead yet. With your blood saving him, he has only fallen into a deep slumber!"

Chen Mo nodded and said: "Oh my god, then how can he wake up?"

The soft and beautiful voice said: "He doesn't have any more blood veins in his body anymore, the hundred blood veins are all burnt. You have to find the Magical Beast s to refine them and let them replenish his body, the hundred blood veins will fill up, then he will be able to wake up!"

Chen Mo thought for a while, then asked: "My god, this old thing is a Ancient magical beast Xuanwu, is there only 100 drops of low level blood in its body?"

The gentle and beautiful voice said: "That's not it, within the body of the ancient Magical Beast, there are one hundred drops of legacy low level blood. However, like your chaos body, they have been assimilated into the body and can't be used.

"Inherited bloodlines cannot be used by oneself. Only external bloodlines can be used!"0

"However, the bloodlines that have been passed down will make them become stronger and their aptitude will be even better. This is also the reason why the Ancient Magical Beast is stronger than the current Magical Beast!"

Chen Mo nodded, he finally understood.

In other words, if the Ancient magical beast Xuanwu died now, they could still refine a hundred drops of low level blood out of his body.

If he had another hundred drops of low level blood, he would be able to wake up again.

The gentle and beautiful voice said, "Phantom Head, do you want him dead or alive? If he had to die, he would kill him with a single sword strike. If you want him to live, I can help you force out his vital essence and blood. After you swallow him down, take him in as your chaperone and help him recover in the future so that you can use him! "

Chen Mo thought for a while, then said: "Then, I'll accept this old thing first!"

The gentle and beautiful voice said: "Alright Phantom Head, press down on his forehead. I'll help you force the vital essence and blood!"

After keeping the Ancient magical beast Xuanwu, Chen Mo kept it inside his body and took away the corpses of the cultivators before returning to the St. North City.

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