"Dead?"

Xiao Chen was stunned and looked down at Xue Yuan. Sure enough, there was no movement.

The violent blood just now gradually calmed down.

"Jade Pendant just now, another Tai Chi diagram was shot, which severely injured the Blood Ancestor."

Rowling said.

"The old god saved us."

"The old god saved us? I hope I can save me too."

Xiao Chen touched the blood hole in his neck and said helplessly.

"I was bitten by the Blood Emperor last time, and this time I was bitten by the Blood Ancestor again... Do you think there are antibodies in my body that can withstand it and not become a vampire?"

"Probably not?"

Rowling looked at Xiao Chen and shook her head.

"This...can it still form antibodies?"

"Forget it, I won't consider this for now. Let's go and see what happened to the Blood Ancestor."

Xiao Chen said, taking out the blue potion and pouring it on the blood hole in his neck.

He thought about it, opened two more bottles and drank them.

"Isn't this for trauma and hemostatic?"

Seeing this, Rowling said in surprise.

"I'm bleeding inside now, and I need to stop the bleeding."

Xiao Chen said, using the power of heaven and earth to form a big knife and slowly fall down.

No matter what, he has to go down... Xuanyuan sword is still inserted into the Blood Ancestor.

"There is no breath..."

The old patriarch was always on guard against the bloody ancestor.

"Dead?"

Xiao Chen breathed a little relieved. This guy was too difficult to kill.

This was because the old fortune teller's "sneak attack" suppressed the power of his bloodline.

Otherwise, the three of them... would probably all die here.

This also made Xiao Chen realize that the gap between them and the god-level powerful people is still very big.

This gap is often not something that can be smeared by the number of people.

"How are you?"

The old patriarch looked at the bloody hole in Xiao Chen's neck and was a little worried.

Last time, the blood clan almost snatched their wolf king away, because the appearance of the elf princess prevented Xiao Chen from becoming a vampire.

This time, I was bitten directly by the Blood Ancestor... The severity of the Blood Ancestor's bite is definitely far more than that of the Blood Emperor.

"It's okay for the time being, but I just look a little dark..."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Don't worry about me, first determine the life or death of the Blood Ancestor... Just forget it if you die, let's die first."

"good."

The old patriarch nodded and slowly fell down.

Xiao Chen thought about it and let his body turn into a god and fall into the blood.

Soon, the Blood Ancestor floated up, with a Xuanyuan sword inserted into his heart, and there was no movement.

"It should be dead."

The old patriarch slowly approached and made a judgment.

"Don't...must be sure whether he is dead or not, and can't give him any chance."

Xiao Chen said and stepped forward.

"Also, be careful of his soul..."

"Um."

The old patriarch nodded and looked at the Blood Ancestor's eyebrows.

I saw that the light of the Tai Chi diagram had disappeared at the middle of my eyebrows.

Only one Tai Chi diagram is imprinted and sunken.

The expression full of madness and anger also frozen on the face, without any change.

"Die, I don't feel any pressure."

Rowling said slowly.

Although the Blood Ancestor was suppressed by the Tai Chi diagram, she could still feel a trace of pressure... and now, this trace of pressure is no longer there.

Just now, she also judged that the Blood Ancestor was dead based on this.

"What about his soul?"

Xiao Chen did not relax. After the giant died, his soul would not die, and the Blood Ancestor, as a god, would definitely be stronger.

Just like Kavadis, he has been dead for many years, his soul is still there, and he has the power of a demigod.

"I haven't felt it yet."

The old patriarch shook his head, and with his special state, he was very sensitive to his soul.

"Will the soul die?"

"Is it possible?"

Xiao Chen frowned and looked at the Tai Chi mark on the Blood Ancestor's eyebrows. The two consecutive hits of the old fortune teller made the Blood Ancestor's soul scatter?

So strong?

However, it is not impossible.

The first blow suppresses the bloodline power of the Blood Ancestor, making it difficult for him to exert his strong strength.

The second blow directly killed the Blood Ancestor, causing his soul to disappear and not to exist in the world.

"The first and second strikes... are you calculating me?"

Xiao Chen muttered, if this is the case, the old fortune teller would be terrible.

In this world, if you want to tell who knows him best, it is definitely an old fortune teller.

Therefore, the old fortune teller knew that when he looked at the severely injured Blood Ancestor, he would not leave at all, but would destroy Blood Ancestor.

Then... the second strike broke out at the critical moment.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and held the Xuanyuan Sword.

At the same time, the left hand was also wary of any situation, and the big boss Fuxi could take action at any time.

"Um?"

Xiao Chen held the Xuanyuan Sword and exerted a little force, but did not pull it out.

This surprised him. What was going on? He was not dead?

But soon, he frowned and wanted to curse.

It’s not that the Blood Ancestor is not dead, but that the Xuanyuan sword is inserted into the Blood Ancestor and is devouring it wildly, not wanting to leave!

Swish.

Xiao Chen used another force and pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword.

However, the golden dragon shadow flashed out, entered the body of the Blood Ancestor, and continued to swallow.

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless, as for this?

Before he could do anything else, he saw the blood ancestor's corpse suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light.

"Walk!"

Xiao Chen was shocked, shouted loudly, and retreated suddenly.

The old patriarch and Rowling also quickly retreated and made a defensive posture.

Swish.

A golden light flashed, and the golden dragon shadow also instantly returned to Xuanyuan Sword.
To be continued...