The Blood God Son did not speak, but the elder beside him shouted.

"Wu Changqing! This is the holy land of my Blood River tribe. How dare you lead people to invade? Are you trying to provoke a war between the two tribes?"

"Where are the patrol guards outside? Why weren't they notified?"

"Come here! Set up a blood river formation and surround these Wu clan thieves!"

Seeing the elders of the Blood River Clan roaring angrily one by one, the man from the Witch Clan laughed.

"Elders, don't waste your efforts. Since I, Wu Changqing, dare to come, how could I be so stupid as to bring only this few people? Just when you were dealing with Nanxuan's army, I, the warrior of the Wu clan, had already taken the opportunity to seal ninety percent of your clan members.

Now only you old immortals are left."

"you!"

After hearing this, an elder of the Blood River Tribe became angry and stood up suddenly, with blood rolling behind him, as if he was about to take action.

But he was stopped by the Blood God Son beside him.

After all, the Blood God Son is the clan leader. Although the Blood River clan is violent, cruel and murderous by nature, he can still remain calm in this critical moment.

"Wu Changqing, although our Blood River Clan and your Wu Clan have had several disputes, they can't be regarded as deep hatred, right? What's more, after the invasion of foreign tribes, we have entered into an alliance agreement, agreeing not to invade each other and to jointly resist foreign enemies. Why?

Do you, the witch clan, want to break the contract?"

"alliance?"

Wu Changqing raised his brows and laughed loudly: "Who is your alliance? The Blood River Clan is stubborn and stubborn. In my eyes, you are the biggest stumbling block! The reason why we entered into the alliance is just to make you relax your vigilance."

"you!"

Even the Son of Blood God was really angry at this moment and shouted: "Bold Wu Changqing, what do you want to do? Are you going to violate the teachings of your ancestors?"

"Humph, the way our ancestors used it has long been outdated. If you have any grievances, you can tell them to your ancestors after you die!"

Wu Changqing snorted coldly, without hesitation, waved his sleeves and shouted: "Kill me, no one from the Blood River Clan will be spared!"

"yes!"

Everyone behind him responded with a shout, rushed into the valley, and used various magical powers to attack the Blood River clan monks.

"Meet the enemy!"

Not to be outdone, the Blood River tribesmen, under the leadership of several elders, activated the Blood River magical power and used the power of the "fallen spirit pool" above their heads to fight against the witch monks.

There were hundreds of people on both sides, all of whom were elites from the two tribes. The one with the lowest cultivation level was equivalent to the human race’s True Lord Tongxuan. Therefore, a fierce battle broke out in the valley. Various rays of light flew around, and the aftermath of the spell spread out.

Tear apart the void.

If it weren't for the Blood River clan's mantra runes on the stone walls of the valley, it would have been destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the two sides and turned into ruins.

On the battlefield, Wu Changqing held a golden bell and shook it gently, causing invisible ripples to spread out immediately.

Several Blood River monks were unable to dodge and were hit by the ripples. Their hands and feet suddenly became weak and they could not even pinch out magic spells. They could only watch helplessly as the magic powers of the Wu monks fell on them and they were beaten.

Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.

"It's just a fight between trapped beasts!"

Wu Changqing laughed loudly, suddenly flew into the air, shook the golden bell in his hand, and immediately a golden light flew out and hit the blood pool above the valley.

"stop!"

When the Blood God Son, who was originally feeling weak, saw this scene, he immediately jumped into the air, formed a strange seal with his hands, and saw thousands of bloody lights above his head, converging into a river of blood, rushing towards the golden light shot by Wu Changqing.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the blood river flowed backwards, the golden light also dissipated, and the Blood God Son and Wu Changqing each stepped back a hundred steps.

"Wu Changqing, you are so cruel! Did you attack the Fallen Spirit Pond to destroy the inheritance of my Blood River Clan?" the Son of Blood God said bitterly.

"Hahaha!" Wu Changqing laughed loudly: "I know that as long as the Fallen Spirit Pool is not destroyed, your Blood River clan will be able to continue to be reborn. This pool is the source of all the true spirits of your clan. It's a pity that you fell into my trap.

Due to witchcraft, the true spirit cannot leave the body now, so it cannot return to the Fallen Spirit Pool to be reborn."

After saying that, he shook the bell, and the Blood God Son's face became a little pale again.

"Are you really going to kill them all?" The Blood God Son gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

"Hmph, it's useless to talk more. We and other eight tribes are incompatible with each other. Today, we will let the Blood River tribe disappear from the world!"

Wu Changqing sneered, and threw the voodoo doll upwards in his left hand. The bell in his right hand shook, and streaks of golden light shot out, pricking the voodoo doll full of holes.

"Well"

The Blood God Son groaned, holes appeared on his body, and blood spurted out. His injuries were extremely serious, like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

"Wu Changqing, I will fight with you!"

A streak of blood light rushed over, but it was the Blood God Son who used the secret method of burning blood essence and forcibly circulated the secret technique of the blood path, causing himself to return to the light.

Seeing the power of the blood river rushing in, Wu Changqing was enveloped in it, but the latter was not confused at all. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and nine identical versions of himself appeared.

Jingle Bell!

As soon as the golden bell rang, nine "Witch Changqings" flew in different directions. The Blood God Son couldn't tell the true from the false for a moment, so he could only divide the power of the blood river into nine strands, and chased and killed nine people respectively.

At this moment, a wisp of green smoke suddenly appeared behind the head of the Blood God Son. It was colorless and odorless, which caught him off guard. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt like the world was spinning.

"How does my voodoo taste?"

With a sneer, Wu Changqing appeared behind the Blood God Son, grabbed the opponent's Tianling Cap with his hand, and then started to activate the technique. The Blood God Son suddenly screamed and rolled his eyes.

"Son of Blood God, your strength is only like this. Even if you use the life-burning method to return to the stage of complete victory, what will happen? If the 'all evil' is here, I may still be afraid of three points, but you send it to stop Nanxuan's army.

From that moment on, your Blood River Clan’s strength will be exhausted!”

After saying that, he pinched hard and all five fingers dug deeply into his opponent's Tianling Gai.

"ah!"

The Son of Blood God screamed repeatedly, his body shaking like chaff.

Seeing that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes gradually became crazy.

"Okay, Wu Changqing, you forced me to do this! Since you want to destroy my entire Blood River clan, I won't let you walk out of this valley alive. Let's all die together!"

After speaking, the body of the Blood God Son expanded rapidly, hundreds of strange blood characters appeared on his chest, and a terrifying pressure began to permeate the valley.

"It's this trick again, Blood River Mantra!"

Wu Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was not much surprise in them.

Pointing his hand, a ray of golden light flew out from the fingertips and entered the body of the Blood God Son. The body that was still expanding stopped instantly, like a punctured ball, and the spiritual power in the body plummeted!

At the same time, the blood words on the chest quickly became thinner, and in just a few breaths, they completely disappeared from the Blood God Son's chest.

"You!" The Blood God Son's eyes widened and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a few syllables and could only shout meaninglessly.

"hehe."

Wu Changqing smiled calmly and seemed to have everything under control.

"Son of the Blood God, you underestimate me too much. Since I, Wu Changqing, have appeared here, how can I not be fully prepared? Since the battle half a year ago, everyone has known that your Blood River True Text has been destroyed by Buddhism.

restraint!"

After saying these words, he exerted force with his right hand, and the soul of the Blood God Son quickly withered, and all the essence and blood in his body was drained, leaving only a skin and bones, and his eyes were sunken.

"You don't deserve to die!"

After saying these last words, the blood god son's soul and true spirit were all dispersed, and no trace of breath remained.

"snort!"

Wu Changqing sneered, and with a move of his hand, a golden pill flew out from the body of the Blood God Son. It looked like it should be the relic left by the Buddhist monk after his death, and there was a golden dragon pattern on it.

After putting away the relics, he turned his eyes and looked at the Fallen Spirit Pond above his head.

The next moment, Wu Changqing used his escape light and jumped onto the iron chain near the Fallen Spirit Pond. Then he used his magical power with all his strength and clapped his hands in the air.

A huge black palm print appeared in the sky above the Fallen Spirit Pond, fell from the sky, and struck the blood pond with one palm.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the Fallen Spirit Pond was shattered into pieces, and blood gushed out crazily, soaking most of the valley in the blink of an eye.

Wu Changqing didn't even look back, he muttered something in his mouth, and with one move of his hand, he grabbed something from the bottom of the blood pool.

What I saw was a stone slab, all blood red, with mysterious runes carved on it, and there was a faint flash of blood.

Looking at the slate in his hand, Wu Changqing's face was excited, and his eyes showed a rare look of excitement.

“Finally arrived”

Muttering to himself, Wu Changqing narrowed his eyes and carefully put the stone slab into the storage ring.

Then, he turned around and looked at the battlefield where the fighting was taking place in the valley. He raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors of the Wu Clan, the Fallen Spirit Pool has been destroyed. The Blood River Clan will never be able to regenerate. Today, we will kill them all. One

Do not stay!"

"kill!"

"Leave no one behind!"
To be continued...