After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Fight with this old man?"

The Blood Crow Ancestor chewed on Qin He's words, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

When two sides are fighting, whenever one side says words like "fight to the death" or "fight to the death", it means that he is guilty and weak, and has to make a desperate attempt to achieve his goal.

Then, in an instant, the uneasiness in the Blood Crow Ancestor's heart calmed down.

War is all about one side gaining while the other loses.

You are weak, but I am hard. After all, it is this little thief who has been beaten all the way.

Thinking of this, the Blood Crow Ancestor glanced at the majestic and unpredictable Black Wind Mountain.

The only surprise in killing this thief is the nearby Black Wind Mountain.

He must not be given a chance to escape into it later, otherwise it will be troublesome. Black Wind Mountain is extremely dangerous, and even he, the Blood Crow Ancestor, dare not enter it easily.

While the Blood Crow Ancestor was thinking, Qin He also looked at the Black Wind Mountain.

Thinking that the Blood Crow Saint Son often comes to this place, he must first block the Blood Crow Ancestor from escaping when the battle starts, otherwise the other party will gain home advantage and there will be trouble.

Black Wind Mountain is known as one of the ten most beautiful places, so it must be extraordinary.

And this glance in the eyes of the Blood Crow Ancestor further strengthened his idea.

The little thief looks tough, but he is actually guilty and wants to escape into Black Wind Mountain, otherwise he would not have come all the way here.

As a result, the Blood Crow Ancestor's confidence was completely restored.

In this battle, I have the advantage!

"Die, thief!"

The Blood Crow Ancestor roared, and his figure flashed and moved between Qin River and Black Wind Mountain. The blood-colored god broke out of the ground, standing upright, breaking through the sky, like an ancient demon god emerging from hell.

The next moment, the god's giant palm suddenly slapped towards Qin He at an extremely fast speed.

The power is so great and terrifying that it shakes heaven and earth.

Qin He flashed twice in a row and left the spot.

"Oh!"

The giant palms struck together, like the collision of heaven and earth. Powerful force overflowed from between the two palms, hitting the sky above and splitting the earth below. The clouds dispersed and a huge gully appeared on the ground.

Qin He gritted his teeth. Without the Chaos Shovel, there would be many inconveniences, so he could only use his ultimate move.

Qin He's head flashed with golden light, and turned into a golden figure standing in front of him.

Looking closely, the golden figure looked exactly like Qin He. His entire body seemed to be made of gold, bathed in golden light, like a rising sun, making it difficult to look directly at him.

The moment it left the body, the golden figure began to rise and grow rapidly. In just two breaths, it was looking down at the blood-colored god, with its feet on the ground and its head in the sky, like a god from ancient times.

Endless golden light filled the sky and earth, like a halo or fog. Wherever it shone, the blood color in the sky quickly retreated.

It's like the scorching summer sun shining on the thin frost in the early morning.

"What...what is this?"

The Blood Crow Ancestor's face changed drastically. He felt a terrifying aura from the golden man.

Much stronger than the little thief in front of him.

"You old bastard, are you comparing size? This one is bigger than yours!"

The golden giant opened his mouth, and a clear and divine voice descended from the sky, like the sound of a huge bell, awakening the deaf and deaf.

As he spoke, the few white clouds left in the sky were blown away by the earthquake.

This is Qin He’s real trump card.

Meritorious soul and body!

The power of thoughts of billions of sentient beings nourishes you, and the power of endless merits is added to your body.

The growth conditions of Qin He's meritorious soul body are far more favorable than those of his physical body.

The merit, soul and body have been fully perfected, and they have already taken another step forward, touching a ceiling that is both divine and mysterious. It seems that if they take another small step, they will touch the power of rules.

Qin He had never used such a soul body before. Today, the Chaos Shovel was not here, otherwise it would not have been its turn to show up.

Otherwise, Qin He would not have recovered 70% of his true energy and estimated a 90% chance of winning.

Desperately?

Sorry, for Qin He, as long as the battle is not 100% under control, it is called a fight to the death.

When probabilities fight against each other, there will always be times when you fail, right?

Getting back to the point, as soon as the Merit Soul Body appeared, it instantly overwhelmed the Blood Crow Ancestor's blood-colored god in terms of size and momentum.

"Suffer to death!"

The soul of merit took a step forward and grabbed the blood-colored god with both hands.

The Blood Crow Ancestor naturally would not admit defeat. Its momentum reached its peak, and a stream of blood-colored energy shot into the head of the Blood-colored God, causing the latter's blood color to suddenly solidify, and its momentum also rose a lot.

At the same time, the blood-colored god opened his mouth and spit out a blood-colored lightning that suddenly struck the soul of merit.

"Humph, you have such a petty trick, and you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert!"

The Merit Soul's body and hands kept moving, and it also opened its mouth and spit out a purple dragon surrounded by endless electric light.

It was also Lei.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder transformed into a dragon-shaped image, its power completely crushing.

"Boom!"

The two thunders collided, and the blood-colored lightning exploded instantly. The dragon-shaped purple thunder passed through and turned towards the Blood Crow Ancestor.

"not good!"

The Blood Crow Ancestor's face changed drastically and he quickly dodged. The purple lightning struck the blood-colored god's chest, exploded, and turned into a lightning that covered the sky.

The blood-colored god paused obviously, and at that moment, the soul of merit took a few steps forward, grabbed the blood-colored god's shoulder, and tore it apart violently.