Chapter 601: Gathering souls and gathering spirits, reincarnation of gods and demons, breaking!

"Soul gathering, gods and demons are reborn, break!"

A mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and a golden palm suddenly appeared on the body of King Jinzhong, and he grabbed the sword wheel that gathered together with ten thousand and eight hundred flying swords!

"Do!Do!Do!"

A crazy impact came from the palm of the sword wheel and the King of Golden Bell. The infinite energy hidden in this big hand made Yi Chu feel a violent tremor in his heart.

Knowing that the best opportunity had been missed, Yi Chu suddenly shouted at the moment when his palm continued to grab, and a void portal opened instantly. As the portal opened, Yi Chu's body rushed towards the portal.

The Soul-Creating Banner can kill the evil-condensing cultivator, but it is difficult to kill the soul of the soul cultivator. However, even so, the Golden Bell Dharma King was very uncomfortable. His free-to-use primordial spirit was at least one-third of his strength by the Soul-Creating Banner. The two surging sword intents made the Golden Bell Dharma King feel extremely uncomfortable.

The soul was as painful as a bone-knitted heart, and coupled with the hideous blood hole in its body, looking at Yi Chu who was about to cross the void, King Jinzhong couldn't help but roar, and his body rushed towards Yi Chu like lightning.

Kill him and kill him, no matter what, you have to kill this guy who has caused you to suffer many losses!

Since he appeared in the world, how could he suffer such a great loss? He must smash this guy named Yi Chu to pieces before he can vent his accumulated hatred!

Yi Chu's body instantly sank into the void, and the void crack began to slowly close the moment Yi Chu was immersed in. Seeing that the crack was about to be tightened, the King of Golden Bell rushed into the crack at this moment.

"boom!"

A powerful force rushing and boundless. Under this force, the Golden Bell Dharma King at the level of the Yuanshen level suddenly changed his face! He realized that the bad King of Golden Bell was flying backwards quickly. However, the inertia of moving forward just now had not completely disappeared. Even if he had given all his strength, the Golden Bell Dharma King was hit hard by the mighty force like the Yangtze River.

"Bang!"

The body of King Jinzhong's Dharma King was like a rag bag that was thrown out. After flying a hundred feet out, it hit a small hill hard. The mountain about ten feet high turned into pieces at the moment King Jinzhong's Dharma King smashed it down.

The King of Golden Bell, who spit out a mouthful of blood, turned pale. The moment he fell to the ground, the extremely sharp blood-red sword light slashed hard from the sky towards his head. The sword light was like lightning, flashing six times in the air, and it instantly gathered together.

The Six Path Blood-Creating Sword has reached the level of a heavenly magic weapon; the demon blood swept the sky with an extremely sharp killer move, and its mighty power swept across the world.

"Sacrifice!"

The King of Golden Bell suddenly let out a breath of energy, and the Golden Bell that guarded his heart suddenly flew out and hit the six blood-transforming sword lights hard.

"Dang", the Blood-Changing Knife and the Golden Bell collided violently in mid-air. Although the Golden Bell, which did not have enough mana support, was a little stronger in quality than the Blood-Changing Knife, at this time, traces were cracked.

It is unknown how long it will take to repair these traces. The King of Jinzhong, who was very hated in his heart, secretly cursed Yi Chu, and also felt a little instinctive fear of this young strong man who was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

Yi Chuyu used the six blood-transforming swords, and the blood baby in the Purple Mansion of Dantian also felt waves of huge force coming straight through the blood-transforming sword. Although King Jinzhong was seriously injured, his realm of a soul cultivator was still there.

Looking at the fallen Golden Bell Dharma King, Yi Chu's divine thoughts turned, and seventy-two blood babies suddenly flew out of the purple palace of Dantian. The moment these blood babies flew out, they turned into blood rainbows and rushed towards the Golden Bell Dharma King.

Looking at these blood babies, King Jinzhong was suddenly shocked! Although he did not know the existence of the three thousand blood gods, as a master of the soul, he knew the benefits of these little Nascent Souls.

Good things, really good things! As long as one immortal, this Blood Mingzi will be difficult to kill. If I can also practice this magical power, then who can do what I can do to me today? And why should I be afraid of the killing disaster in heaven and earth?

"Boy, your distraction looks pretty good, but just by themselves, you can kill me? It's so ridiculous! Although I'm injured now, they distractions can't do anything to me, hahahaha..."

King Jinzhong Dharma King condensed like gold and stone all over his body. After thousands of years of cultivation, ordinary magic weapons were difficult to damage this body. Although King Jinzhong Dharma King was seriously injured under Yi Chu's attack, the strength of his body did not decrease at all.

There are seventy-two divine gods, each with the level of Golden Pill, and most of them have the top-grade magic weapons in their hands. However, for King Jinzhong, such attacks do not need to be taken seriously by him at all and cannot cause any harm to him.

The blood-transforming knife is like a long blood-colored dragon, entangling and colliding wildly in the air with a huge golden bell. Every collision will splash thousands of red and yellow lights.

A gloating smile appeared on King Jin Zhong's face. Although this smile was almost a great shame to him, thinking that this hateful guy repeatedly made moves, he could not do anything to his cowardice. King Jin Zhong's heart was filled with pride.

This pride is also a kind of sadness. I think of him, King Jinzhong, a dignified master of the soul, who should have pinched this monk who was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul and died, but I didn't expect that he would eat it twice. The first time, not only was this guy escaped, but he also took away the important part of his Yuanzhu;

At present, I wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, but I didn't expect that I would be injured by this little thief. I had the ability to resist and no longer had the power to take the initiative to attack. How could this not make him feel extremely frustrated?

I feel frustrated! His ancestor Jin Zhong hasn't lived so cowardly for many years?

The proud thoughts instantly turned into depressedness, but the resentment in his heart became a little more. As long as he was given time to restore his cultivation, he might let this little thief experience more inhuman torture.

"Is that true?"

Yi Chu looked at King Jinzhong coldly, and suddenly pointed his fingers into the void. One hundred and eight Xuanyin Beast Banners suddenly flew up, and the rolling Xuanyin Qi instantly filled the world.

"Ao! Ao! Ao! Ao..."

Blood-colored giant beasts instantly flew out from the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner. Each of these giant beasts had its cultivation increased to the level of the Nascent Soul. The blood-evil energy that soared into the sky rushed out from these giant beasts several feet high.

The ferocious beast roared wildly, and it was so powerful!

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