On the other side, Lin Xuan also stabilized his figure. He killed all the bloody aura on his body, and the sharp light in his eyes became even brighter.

kill!

kill!

Two roars were heard, and the two fought wildly again.

On Lin Xuan's body, streaks of Dragon Star Sword Qi shot straight into the sky.

On the other side, Zhan Wuhen is also dragging the bloody world to fight with him.

Neither of them used the Saint Fragment because they knew that even if they did, it would be useless.

Because both of them have used their skills to cancel each other out, so it would be better to use their own unique skills and engage in a life-and-death battle.

This battle lasted for five days and five nights.

Both of them were severely injured, but Zhan Wuhen was obviously worse. His body was split open twice.

Once, his head was almost split open.

It even hurt his soul.

This scared him out of his wits.

Fortunately, he finally escaped with great difficulty.

He looked ahead, his face turning extremely ugly. He didn't expect that this battle would be so difficult.

If he had known this, he would not have come alone, but directly called the other three war kings over. The four of them joined forces and could easily kill each other.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

He is now summoning the other three war kings, and it is estimated that they will not be able to arrive for a while.

It seems that the only option is to cast the ancestral shadow.

A look of solemnity appeared in Zhan Wuhen's eyes.

He had the blood of his ancestors, so the next moment, he knelt on one knee on the ground, bit his finger, and used blood to draw strange runes in the air one after another, forming a political system.

Welcome the ancestors to come.

Zhan Wuhen's voice sounded, and bloody runes floated in the sky.

Buzz!

A bloody figure gradually condensed.
Chapter completed!