Drain your cultivation and waste your spirit bones! Junior Brother is reborn and goes crazy

"I never thought that my Holy Blood Clan would be bullied to this extent!"

The Blood Ancestor arrived and glanced at his birthplace, which had already been ruined and shattered. His eyes suddenly turned cold and a surge of anger gushed out.

Then, his eyes filled with murderous intent fell on the two new clan leaders of the Tianzhanling clan and the Jiumuwu clan.

Just one glance was enough to give the two patriarchs an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Such a Blood Ancestor can even be compared to some of the top forbidden saints in the nine forbidden areas!

"The Sky-Slashing Spirit Clan?"

"The Nine-Eyed Clan?"

"Your two clans are both powerful innate clans. Why do you want to destroy my Holy Blood Clan?"

The Blood Ancestor questioned in a cold voice, his rage overwhelming and transforming into rumbling thunder, which shook the latter two so much that they trembled all over and vomited blood repeatedly.

The two sides are not on the same level at all!

The Sky Slashing Spirit Clan leader, his hands transformed into blades and his armor shattered, was in great pain from being suppressed. He still had a fierce look in his eyes. He looked up and stared at the Blood Ancestor, saying in a cold voice, "Your previous leader of the Holy Blood Clan sacrificed most of the top warriors of my Sky Slashing Spirit Clan and the Nine-Eyed Clan to achieve his goal, leaving our two clans with no hope of survival in this era. This vengeance is tantamount to genocide, how can we not avenge it!"

He pointed his blade at the Blood Ancestor, his voice stern, his eyes tearing up and he roared, "No matter what happens today, even if it means perishing together with your Holy Blood Clan, I will not hesitate!!"

The Blood Ancestor frowned, but after hearing the words of the new patriarch of the Tianzhan Spirit Clan, a cold light suddenly flashed across his blood-red eyes.

After all, as the ancestor of such a powerful clan, he is not a kind-hearted person.

He raised his right hand, and a ball of blood light condensed from his hand. He was forcibly gathering all the blood and energy of the Holy Blood Clan creatures that had fallen in this world.

At the same time, the blood light shot up into the sky. As it continued to absorb the blood and energy of the fallen creatures of the Holy Blood Clan, it gradually turned into a giant covered in blood armor, with a ferocious face, three heads and eight arms, and a terrifying aura burst out.

The Blood Ancestor stood on the shoulder of the blood-armored giant, his hands behind his back, his blood-red hair dancing in the wind. He looked down at the two people below and said indifferently, "Now that things have come to this, I don't want to pursue the right or wrong."

"Since you want to perish together with my Holy Blood Clan, then give it a try!"

"But for now, I'm afraid that this elite army of your Tianzhanling Clan and Jiumuwu Clan will become the nourishment of my Holy Blood Clan to make up for the heavy losses suffered by you!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-armored giant suddenly roared in anger, and the blood-red giant axe held in one of his arms suddenly fell down, almost slashing towards the two patriarchs as if to split the sky and the earth into pieces.

The expressions of the two chiefs of the Tianzhanling tribe and the Jiumuwu tribe changed drastically. They felt that they were locked by this giant axe. It seemed that no matter how they escaped, it would be useless and they would surely die!

"Fight!!"

The two of them came here to seek revenge, and they would be unwilling to accept the consequences if they died here like this.

And since they came here, they had thought about this situation.

Because the ancestral lands of their two major tribes naturally have a trace of the will of their ancestors hidden in the ancestral lands, which is the last barrier to protect their place of reproduction and survival!

Boom boom boom! ! !

Soon, both of them displayed their strongest magical powers, even at the cost of their own origins, and they exerted their strongest power with all their strength.

The patriarch of the Tianzhanling tribe was naturally like the previous patriarch. Endless sword lights whizzed out and spread in all directions, interweaving towards the falling blood axe, trying to pierce it.

The nine divine eyes on the body of the new patriarch of the Jiumu Wu tribe were oozing blood, but they were still sublimated to the utmost, bursting out a burst of brilliant light that enveloped the entire Holy Blood tribe. The blood axe became extremely slow in this divine light, and was even chopped billions of times by the infinite sword light in an instant. It was also covered with marks and cracks began to appear.