The first thousand one hundred and thirty-six chapters hunt down

Hong Lei suddenly felt an invisible pressure, almost a hundred times stronger than before, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The old man glanced at him lightly, the aura on his body receded, and Hong Lei suddenly felt much better.

"Shen Sect disciple Hong Lei, I have met our ancestors."

As Hong Lei said, he knelt down and said respectfully.

"Old ancestor, that guy planted a rune on my body, ask ancestor to help me remove it." Hong Lei said.

Hong Lei is also a strong man. How can he be willing to be controlled by Zhuo Bufan? Besides, he believes that as long as the ancestor of the gods comes out, Zhuo Bufan’s death will be a dead end. He may be a dead end when he comes to the ancestor. Maybe he can stay. Next life.

"You betrayed the gate of God, you deserve to die."

The old man said indifferently.

Hearing this, Hong Lei's face turned pale immediately, his whole body was like a cat stepped on its tail, his whole body's hair exploded, and his whole body's blood and true essence burst out immediately.

In an instant, Hong Lei's whole person was like a rocket launched, fleeing to the distance at the fastest speed, breaking the speed of sound almost instantly, but when he was running, Hong Lei vomited blood, after all. Doing it has exceeded the maximum load of the body.

"The speed is good, but it's a pity..."

The ancestor of Shenmen glanced lightly, standing still and did not catch up.

While Hong Lei was running, he took the time to look behind him. Although the ancestor of the Shenmen didn't chase him, he didn't dare to stop and sprinted with all his might.

Soon, Hong Lei had ran a distance of about ten nautical miles.

"It should be safe now." Hong Lei slowed down and did not stop.

A puddle of blood spurted out of his mouth again. After this serious injury, it is estimated that his realm will fall to that of Grandmaster Gang Jin, but as long as he can save his life.

At this moment, Hong Lei's hair all over his body suddenly stood up like steel needles, and a black thing rushed over at a faster speed behind him. At this speed, he couldn't run away at all.

"I have dedicated myself to the gods for decades, you can't kill me..."

Hong Lei hissed his lungs and yelled.

At that time, the black shadow had already arrived in front of him in an instant. It was a whip with a thick arm, about ten meters long, like a wandering dragon, and immediately entangled Hong Lei.

"No, I don't want to die..."

"I can not be reconciled."

Hong Lei was struggling frantically, and roared with a sullen expression.

As a powerful and powerful man, he has the supreme power to dominate the life and death of many people. There are countless beautiful women around him, and they can get everything they want, even those rich in Forbes must be polite to him.

But now he is going to fall, the weak and the strong!

The black whip immediately wrapped Hong Lei's whole person, and then continuously absorbed the true essence and blood in Hong Lei's body. The whip seemed very happy, and the contrast was Hong Lei's weak roar and screams, and immediately Hong Lei's whole body People are like frustrated balloons, turning into shriveled human skins.

At this moment, a red thread flew out from the center of Hong Lei's eyebrows, but the black whip suddenly flew out, trapping the red thread in it, and then flew back quickly.

The ancestor of Shenmen stood expressionlessly on the surface of the sea, and after a while, the black whip returned to his hand.

"Well, this is?"

The ancestor of Shenmen saw a red line trapped on the whip and was taken aback for a moment, "Divine Mind?"

Immediately, the ancestor of the Shenmen stretched out his palm, and a mass of white true essence immediately wrapped the red silk thread. The red silk thread desperately hit the true essence barrier, but to no avail, it was like an worm shaking a tree.

This thin red line is actually a ray of divine thought Zhuo Bufan left in Hong Lei's body.

at this time.

Zhuo Bufan, who had left the Shalaman Trail twenty miles away, suddenly changed his expression slightly.

"Oops, it's not good."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, and his spiritual thoughts can naturally transmit everything that happened just now back to his mind.

Unexpectedly, there is still a strong **** in Shenmen.

Zhuo Bufan immediately accelerated and moved forward, like a blue meteor.

In the Shenmen headquarters.

Suddenly, Hong Zhangtian looked into the distance and felt a vast aura appearing in that direction, "The ancestor has left."

The moment he just raised his head, a figure had already arrived in front of him.

"Meet the old ancestors." Hong Zhangtian looked at the ordinary, slightly thin old man before him, and suddenly knelt down respectfully.

"Where is the scepter?"

The ancestor of the Shenmen asked, his face suddenly changed, "Why is the blood demon 縢 disappeared?"

"The scepter and the blood demon stub were both snatched by Zhuo Bufan. His strength is too strong, I can't help it..." Hong Zhangtian's forehead was sweaty like soybeans, "Please punish the ancestor."

"The scepter is the key to the ancient ruins. I originally planned to wait for me to get out of the gate to collect a few other things. I didn't expect some changes to happen." The ancestor of the gods snorted coldly: "Blood Devil Docket is for me. More importantly, you didn't guard it."

"Please punish my ancestors."

Hong Zhang Tianhan said.

"Hmph, wait until I destroy that person and come back to punish you." The ancestor of the gods said, and immediately turned into a light and disappeared into the sky.

The ancestor of the Shenmen knew very well in his heart that he had only seen the blood demons from the materials in some ruins, but the records were not very detailed, but he did know the role of it.

As for the battlefield of the ancient ruins, the ancestors of the gods were preparing to practice and then go to collect them, but he didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to appear and collect the keys to open the battlefield of the ancient ruins.

"Alright, since you have already obtained other keys, I don't have to waste time." The ancestor of Shenmen flew in the air, chasing Zhuo Bufan at three times the speed of sound, muttering to himself.

Zhuo Bufan's spirit was tied in his hands by the other party, and the other party could naturally find his position easily.

"I had already killed Hong Lei, and now I have left a big trouble." Zhuo Bufan regretted it in his heart.

If Hong Lei is destroyed and his spiritual thought is taken back, it will not be easy for the ancestor of the gods to find him. Now that the other party holds his own spiritual mind, even if he escapes a hundred miles, the other party can find his position.

"Fast speed."

Zhuo Bufan was even more surprised when he felt the speed of his spiritual approach approaching.

He has reached twice the speed of sound with the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, but the opponent's speed is faster. At this speed, he will be chased by the opponent in less than half an hour.

"Use Qiankun Step?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Although the speed of Qiankun's step is fast, but the trumpet for the aura is also quite huge, if the opponent chases him, he will be found out in the end.

The aura in the opponent's body is a bit stronger than the president of the Alliance of Supernatural Powers. Although Zhuo Bufan has the strength of a battle, he is not sure of victory.

"Damn it."

Zhuo Bufan's hands were sealed, and golden light hit the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and the speed was accelerated and accelerated. The blue light broke through the air, forming a popular white gas shield.

The powerful aura pulls out long white waves on the mirror-like sea surface.