Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Moro didn't know what Curry said, but he saw Chen Wanli showed some interest: "Oh?"

Chen Wanli hooked his finger, motioning for Curry to explain in detail.

"My father knows the whereabouts of a spiritual mine. If the God is willing to forgive me, I will ask my father to give up the spiritual mine!" Kuri said with his head down.

"There are spiritual mines on Earth?" Chen Wanli showed a hint of surprise.

"Ah, isn't the God heading to a spiritual mine this time?" Curry was surprised.

Chen Wanli said "oh" and realized that the spiritual mine that Curry mentioned was the spiritual vein. He smiled slightly: "Your life is naturally not as useful as the spiritual mine. I agree to this deal!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and drew a string of runes in the air.

The rune glowed darkly and turned into a puff of black smoke that penetrated into the center of Kurui's brow. "I'll give you seven days to get information about the spiritual mine in exchange for a way to survive! If you dare to deceive me, I won't care if you are a sea god or a sea monster. I will send your entire clan to heaven!"

Curry was not surprised. It was not easy to get a chance to survive. He bowed down in ecstasy.

Others only saw that after Chen Wanli and Curry had a secret conversation for a few words, Curry knelt down with a look of joy on his face. They were all curious about how Curry had convinced Chen Wanli.

You have to know Chen Wanli's temper. He would cancel the account at any time, but they were able to reach an agreement.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on Curry, Moro made a quick decision. A cloud of blood mist exploded from his body, turning into red light, shooting towards the horizon, and then he fled without looking back.

Tang Lingyu, who was closest, took a step forward and a golden sword shot out to chase after him.

The Snow Wolf King and the beastmen didn't care. After all, Moro's strength was not strong. He couldn't withstand Tang Lingyu's attack before, let alone being injured now.

However, just as the golden sword hit the blood shadow again, a stream of blood suddenly rushed up into the sky and turned into a huge blood shadow blade.

The terrifying aura completely surpassed the attack from the early stage of the Divine Realm.

It was obviously released from a treasure that had sealed up a divine attack.

Seeing that the Blood Shadow Blade and the Golden Sword were about to collide, everyone's heart was shocked.

The Golden Snake Sword is Tang Lingyu's natal weapon. If it is damaged, Tang Lingyu himself will suffer the backlash.

At this moment, Curry saw Chen Wanli in front of him suddenly disappear, and rushed out at a speed of three times the speed of sound.

A gray fist swept past the Golden Snake Sword and collided with the Blood Shadow Blade first.

There was a loud bang.

The Blood Shadow Blade exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, the blood mist suddenly condensed into a string of special runes and attached itself to the Golden Snake Sword God.

Chen Wanli didn't care about anything else and just grabbed the rune with his bare hands.

Although the body is protected by true energy, this rune is extremely vicious. It dissolves the true energy the moment it comes into contact with it, and is imprinted directly on the flesh, before becoming invisible.

Chen Wanli took a look at the line of dark runes that appeared on his arm and became furious. His body once again exceeded the speed of sound and chased after the escaping blood shadow of Moro.

Moro's Blood Shadow Escape Technique has been used to its full potential. He just released the life-saving treasure given to him by the ancestor of the blood clan. This treasure contains the ancestor's full-strength attack and the special curse of the blood clan. It is his most precious treasure, no doubt about it.

It is used in extreme escape situations, just to escape a disaster.

If he hadn't had faith in Jacob and the other two, he would have released the treasure and run away long ago.

However, at this time, Chen Wanli's figure was still getting closer and closer.

“Chen Wanli, that is the Black Source Curse Poison of my blood clan. This poison is refined from the blood of my ancestor in the middle stage of the Divine Realm. Even the Divine Realm cannot withstand it. The speed at which you broke the sound barrier is causing your blood and qi to churn. You will definitely be invaded by the curse poison…”

Chen Wanli lowered his head and indeed saw a blue-black color crawling up along the tendons of his arm.

He laughed in anger, this time he was indeed careless.

I didn't expect that this bastard had such a powerful protective method left by the gods.

He put his fingers together to form a sword, and the invisible energy of heaven and earth gathered. A ball of black flame like demonic energy gathered at his fingertips.

As he pointed his finger, the power of his spiritual consciousness attached to the black flame and locked onto Moro.

"what!"

Moro let out a scream and fell to the ground. He frantically used his blood and essence to awaken the soul left by his ancestor.

At this time, a huge blood mist emerged from his body. The blood mist kept shaking, transforming into the shape of a human face, and it actually emitted waves of mental power shaking:

"No matter who you are, let Moruo go now, and I will forgive your disrespect to the vampires!"

"Spare your mother!" Chen Wanli was furious at the moment and punched the blood mist.

"Ancestor, save me, Ancestor, save me!" Moro screamed miserably. His body was burned by Chen Wanli's black flames and he was in excruciating pain.

The blood mist dispersed and gathered again, shaking even more violently. This time the face was clearer, and one could even feel the huge anger and powerful aura of the owner of this face:

"I tell you in the name of the blood clan, Moruo is my blood clan..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Wanli had already grabbed Moro's body, and with a bang, a ball of blood exploded.

Moro's blood and flesh sprayed on the blood mist man's face.

At this time, a blood shadow emerged from the blood mist, and in the blood shadow appeared a man with a weird face, a high nose and European appearance. He was the ancestor of the blood clan.

He looked sinister and said to Chen Wanli: "From now on, you are the enemy of the blood clan... I don't care who you are..."

Once again, before he could finish his words, a ball of golden flame jumped out of Chen Wanli's eyes.

The flames fell on Chen Wanli's fingertips, and as his fingertips jumped in the air, they drew ancient runes.

Chen Wanli casually grabbed a ball of divine thought and attached it to the flame.

A ball of golden fire, rune power, and spiritual power mixed together and shot out from Chen Wanli's palm, enveloping the blood shadow's soul.

"I, Chen Wanli, cast the Blood Shadow Tracking Curse. If the Blood Clan dares to provoke me and declare war on me today, I will kill you and exterminate your bloodline and descendants within three months. I will make you know that your Blood Clan is shit!"

As soon as this technique was used, the bright daylight sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, which gathered and then dispersed, filling the sky with a bloody color.

I saw the forces of gold, fire, runes, and spiritual consciousness condensed into the word "kill", escaped into the void, and went beyond the mountains and seas.

……

Thousands of miles away, in an ancient castle, in a gorgeous coffin, lay a man with a feminine and enchanting appearance.

He suddenly opened his eyes while sleeping and looked around in confusion.

Then he thought of the scene that his soul saw in his dream.

His face was pale and bloodless. There was a golden goblet on one side of the coffin. He sat up, picked up the goblet, and drank the blood in it that looked like red wine.

"Who is that Daxia man? How dare he kill my blood prince? Have I been sleeping for too long, causing the world to forget my existence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a word "kill" with golden flames appeared out of thin air and imprinted on his body.

"Ok?"