The temple of blood, suffering standing in the middle of the pool of blood, his eyes closed, and when the moment he controlled the thirty percent body of Santa Montella, he smiled.

“The plan is going well, it’s time to come back!”

Suffering heart dark, and then from the robe to remove a special dagger made of black metal, this dagger has a large number of gold small words to form a line of fine lines.

He held the handle of the dagger in his hands and instantly pierced his heart.

Hip!

His body fell into the pool of blood, and countless blood swirled his body and then assimilated it.

The branch space, the head of Santa Montella is changing, the original tricolor dragon head has become pure red, it is struggling, it seems to want to break out of something.

“White River, step back!”

The woman realized something, and said with a heavy face.

White River nodded, and he knew what the woman was going to do, but he had a way to raise the woman, just as the woman had resurrected him, so there was no reason to stop it.

But when he looked at Santa Montella, he had a very bad feeling, not from Santa Montella itself, but from the struggling behavior of Santa Montella, like a tiger stuck in the middle of a cage railing, struggling to run out, but because it wanted to come out not because of predation or prestige, but because there may be a dinosaur behind it.

The golden air flow, wrapped around the silent sword, the woman's body gradually changed color, from the original healthy white, turned gray, as if the world was squeezing her out.

"Inevitably a number of swords, the strongest state, although it can not destroy a complete world, but if it is only the world to protect the beast, it should be able to kill, but the cost is too great, even if I can be resurrected, I am afraid it will be difficult to provide combat power."The White River looked at the woman and sighed in her heart.

At this time, the woman opened her eyes, under normal circumstances, the moment she opened her eyes must be the most powerful moment, the soul cultivation can not be the existence of the family, and may even be instantly ingested by her eyes.

But this time, the woman was in a truce, as if a lightning bolt full of information had sprung into her brain from nothingness, and she saw the result of her sword.

A sword, St. Montella's body split directly in half, but this is not a good thing, in the middle of the split half, a blood hole spews a lot of blood, these blood is endless, extending to the depths of the void, and then another world bursts and opens, a lot of blood confluences with it.

Her death had no meaning, and that was the result.

The original brilliant sword light suddenly dimmed, this is not a world disaster, but the disaster of countless worlds, whether the layout of the robber is far beyond her imagination, and whether the robbers obviously control these blood.

Blood nerves, how do people manipulate?

The woman's eyes slowly closed, the gray skin gradually restored to full and white, she hung down, silent.

“Come on, Santa Montella is going to be completely out!”At this time, the White River took the woman's hand and said faintly, and in a blink of an eye it had withdrawn from countless light-years away.

Santa Montella roared, completely free from nothingness, the huge body exposed to the space of branches, but the body was full of blood.

The blood nerve invades its body, and Santa Montella has many abilities, but the blood nerve has a very special characteristic, that is, after integration, it is equivalent to a part of the other party's body, sharing the other's physical characteristics.

The White River can predict that Santa Montella has no chance of winning, the only way is actually to break the wrist, but unfortunately found too late to cause it to lose most of its strength, and finally can escape the poisoned hand of the blood nerve, can only see luck.

"We are in the direction of three o'clock in this position, and there is a world that is occupied by blood nerves, and continue to retreat!"The woman spoke at this moment.

The heart of the White River that had experienced countless tribulations trembled, and he also realized at an instant that he underestimated the ambition of man and suffering.

World Warships?

Jokes!

To tell the truth, although the previous speculation was overturned, the White River has been unable to understand the idea of the other person, and the other party's plan has become a mystery.

But the White River can be sure that the plan of robbing people is much larger than he expected, and it is far more terrifying, and even may lead to a real world-class catastrophe.

Unfortunately, the development of things will not be changed by the will of the people, in the more distant place, as the woman saw in the torrent of information, a large amount of blood in an instant, because the number of blood is more to an unimaginable degree, the moment of explosion is like a hundred flowers, the picture is very shocking.

Like a volcanic eruption, like a huge and unimaginable flower blooming, like rolling waves beating on the reef, the moment of conflict erupts.

But the next second, the beautiful picture turns into a terrifying monster, and it feels like a gorgeous red flower suddenly turns into a terrifying tentacle, and quickly stretches out, towards the place of Santa Montra.

The White River and the Queen, in front of the huge tentacles, were small like a pea on the earth.

The integrity of this blood nerve has been a high breakthrough in the sky, and without the gestation of hundreds of years, it is basically impossible to have such a huge body.

The White River and the Queen witnessed the blood nerves impact on St. Montella, and St. Montella's only self-control brain finally bursting out of the beam in unwillingness.

That light, the blink of an eye illuminated everything in the branch space for countless light years, but in the blink of an eye, the upper body of St. Montella was directly wrapped in blood nerves, looking like a prey entangled in an octopus.

The vitality of Santa Montella is inconceivable, but even so, after a few hours, Santa Montella was unable to hang down his limbs and completely lose control of his body.

“How powerful is St. Montella’s last shot?”The White River looked at the woman and asked.

The woman said: "From the point of view of energy release, not weaker than my strongest blow, even beyond a lot, but too pure, no will in it, otherwise stronger."

“St. Montella’s will was supposed to suppress the blood nerves in the body, and naturally there was no single-minded attack, but unfortunately, at that time it was decisive enough, it may not have been a trace of life.”The White River sighed.

In fact, he still hopes that Santa Montella can survive, after all, there are too few people who can help now.

At this time, the two blood nerves gradually devoured the body of Santa Montella, and then the blood nerves finally connected together.

Both the White River and the woman felt the moment, as if an invisible force had spread, as if a storm was brewing ahead.

“It started!”

The woman spoke when the White River thought about the solution.

In the distance, the red tide broke out again in the void, and a large number of blood nerves appeared, and they approached the intersection.

All this is the same as the future that the woman saw, although because of her relationship, St. Montella was swallowed a lot longer, but did not change the final result.

The momentum has become!

After Baihe looked at the third huge blood nerve connection, he knew in his heart that the blood nerve was difficult to match.

The blood nerve itself belongs to the more powerful the type, the more the number of the stronger the type, the number to a certain extent, unless there is a stronger existence, otherwise it is almost immortal.

Obviously, the robbers are fully prepared, when the plan begins, directly forms a general trend, and it is not a general difficulty to eliminate the blood nerves.

And more importantly, the blood nerve itself is not of special use, even if it can manipulate the blood nerve, but the blood nerve engulfs all the properties of it also leads to its own value is not high.

It can neither make an invincible nor change out of thin air, but simply possessive.

It is impossible for a man to need a blood nerve, but it is nonsense to say that the goal of destroying the world is even more nonsense, and whether the robbers have a very clear goal in all their actions, it is certainly impossible to be so childish.

"The robber must have a card that we don't know, but we don't have to guess his purpose, we just have to destroy everything related to him until we kill him!"The woman saw the idea of white, and spoke lightly at this time.

Destroyed?

The white river looked at the blood nerves and couldn't help but laugh bitterly, and the difficulty was too high.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that he looked to his right hand and saw a huge golden wheel appear out of thin air, and the middle of the wheel sat a dead old man, who had only three hairs on his head, and his eyebrows were divided into three forks, and the beard was also an inverted mountain type, which was very unique.

“Two friends, can you tell the poor, this is...?”The old man spoke.

Although he looks very old, in fact, in the life of extraordinary strength, it may not really be how old, and may even be much younger than the White River.

This is like a woman looking at the same age as the White River, but in fact the woman's age is much older than the White River.

If you call a grandmother every fifty years, the White River will be called a woman countless grandmothers.

Baihe determined that the dead old man was not malicious, and directly condensed the information he knew into a ball of light to throw to each other.

The old man obviously also confirmed the friends of the White River, so he took the ball of light with a single stick, put the ball into his eyebrows at the next moment, turned the ball into his eyebrows, and everything came to mind.

"If I am not mistaken, this man may have once had a name."The old man opened his eyes and spoke.

White River was slightly surprised and said, “Do you know his history?”

“No, I do not know his origin, but this man is very unusual in his history, and I have heard of him.”The old man shook his head and explained.

The old man looked at the White River and said, "If you give me the information infallible, is the robber probably only one of them, it is said that the real name is the king of all plunder, but this news is difficult to distinguish between true and false."

“The King...”

The White River frowned, suffering, and disaster...

If the title of the king is correct, is there really ten thousand doubles, or even more?

However, the possibility should not be high, perhaps the information given by the withered elderly is wrong.