Chapter 625 The Saint Son of the Blood Race

The sea of blood roared angrily, and the waves of blood surged into the sky. The Blood race was dissatisfied with Chu Xun. Ear-piercing screams rose and fell in the sea of blood as if the figures in it were going to pounce on Chu Xun and devour him.

Ming Wei understood that when he was lying to Flaming Qilin, Flaming Qilin was also lying to him. Chu the Devil was stronger than he thought before. However, as the Saint Son of the Blood race in the Gold Immortal Realm, he did not believe that Chu Xun was stronger than him. He was extremely confident in his own strength.

“Let him go.” Ming Wei spoke casually. As the Saint Son of the Blood race, he had an aura of a superior.

Chu Xun raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He didn’t like arrogant people.

“Why not let us go first?” Flaming Qilin grinned. The punch just now made his injury worsen. If it weren’t for the body of a divine beast, he might have passed out long ago.

Ming Wei burst into laughter, thinking no one could escape from him. He looked at Chu Xun and said, “You...”

Before he could finish his words, he saw Chu Xun raise his palm, and a terrible suction force came out. In an instant, the sand and stones were blown up and formed a storm, covering his sight. When the storm stopped, Ming Wei found that two more people appeared next to Chu Xun. They were talents of the Blood race. Chu Xun sucked them under his eyes.

“You are infuriating me.” Ming Wei was angry. Disregarding him, Chu Xun held his people in public and didn’t treat him seriously at all.

“Let them go, and I will give these three to you,” Chu Xun ordered.

“How dare you threaten me?” Blood energy surged around Ming Wei as his eyes turned scarlet.

Chu Xun chuckled and shook his head. He placed his palm on Xue Gui’s shoulder, and Violet Underworld Flame burst out. Xue Gui’s miserable scream was shocking. With a hissing sound, Xue Gui’s scream stopped abruptly, and his body turned into ashes and disappeared with him.

The people of the Blood race were furious and roared.

“I still have two of your people. Let’s exchange,” Chu Xun looked at Ming Wei and said in a flat tone.

“In our Blood race, we can only fight to the death and never compromise.” Ming Wei’s words were cold, which made the faces of the two imprisoned talents change greatly. They had been given up.

“Having abandoned your companions, you are no different from an animal,” Chu Xun said. It was not worthy of respect.

“Dare you to fight me?” Ming Wei issued a challenge. He wanted to let the humans know the people who dared to threaten the Blood race would be miserable.

“Of course.” Chu Xun accepted the challenge without hesitation. He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the bloody threads imprisoning Su Wei’er disappeared. Then, he made a magic signet and formed a formation to protect her.

Ming Wei’s scarlet eyes flashed slightly when he saw Chu Xun’s move. He was a little shocked.

“Come on!” As soon as Chu Xun finished speaking, Hong Meng Immortal Qi swept around him. His figure flashed, and a faint shadow rushed to Ming Wei at an incredible speed.

Ming Wei roared angrily, and the blood energy around him surged wildly. He raised his hand, and a blood light rushed toward Chu Xun.

With a boom, the blood light hit Chu Xun and exploded. Even Chu Xun’s figure exploded with it. Ming Wei’s face was full of joy, and then he stiffened.

Blood-curdling screams shook Ming Wei and caused his expression to change.

The talents of the Blood race were sent flying away by the waves of air. Chu Xun drove the purple flames all over the sky and rushed into the sea of blood. A large amount of flowing blood with the people of the Blood race was instantly evaporated. In an instant, countless figures in it died.

Chu Xun raised his hand and broke the imprisonment of Flaming Qilin. The blood threads that trapped Feiyu had already been melted, and the sea of blood retreated hundreds of meters, not daring to go forward.

“Thank you, Brother Chu.” Feiyu bowed to Chu Xun, his face full of shock. Chu Xun was so fast that he only left an afterimage when he rushed to Ming Wei. How did he do that?

“Please take Flaming Qilin over there.” Chu Xun pointed to the formation that protected Su Wei’er.

Flaming Qilin wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth. He looked at Ming Wei and said, “Don’t let him go.”

Chu Xun nodded slightly.

Ming Wei’s eyes were full of ferocity and shock. Chu Xun’s speed made him a little horrified, which was too fast. Chu Xun rushed to him but saved Flaming Qilin and the scholar on the way, and Chu Xun’s afterimage could stay for a few seconds. How fast he was!

“You are strong, but you will be killed by me in the end,” Ming Wei said.????w????v?l. ???

“It seems that you’re very confident.” Chu Xun chuckled and did not comment on Ming Wei’s words.

“My Blood race has spent large amounts of resources to send me here. I cannot let down the hopes of my ancestors. Whoever blocks my way must die.”

“Perhaps, you will die before you achieve success.”

Ming Wei’s scarlet eyes flashed with a strange light as he spoke with certainty, “I am Saint Son of the Blood race, so I won’t die.”

Chu Xun chuckled.

Several figures at the top of a mountain a thousand meters away were watching.

“Is he from Blood race?” One of the handsome young men looked at Ming Wei with exploration in his eyes.

“I heard he is Saint Son of the Blood race.”

“It doesn’t matter who he is if he meets Chu the Devil.”

“Brother Hei, you seem to have underestimated ourselves and built up others’ ambition,” the young man said with a smile.

“If it were another person, I would definitely think highly of the Blood race. Faced with Chu the Devil, he...”

“Soon after the people of the Blood race appeared, they encountered Chu the Devil. It seems that they will suffer great losses.”

“The Blood Race slaughtered all the way. It’s normal to be targeted by Chu the Devil, but they don’t know him well. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have faced him so soon.”

“Brother Gong Yu, do we need to do something?”

The young man frowned slightly, and his eyes twinkled. “The Transfer Formation has not been built yet. I don’t want to attract Chu the Devil’s attention during this period of time. However, the Blood race was as famous as our Assembly of Immortals back then. It’s unreasonable to not side with the Blood race.”

“Brother Gong Yu, do you want to save the Blood race?”

The young man nodded and said, “Later, you sneak in the city from the north gate and lead the Blood race to the nearest sea region. As long as the Blood race enters the sea region, Chu the Devil can’t do anything to it. I’ll go save the so-called Saint Son.”

Some people laughed softly. Gong Yu emphasized the words, Saint Son. It was an undisguised sarcasm. They didn’t take Ming Wei seriously either. He just said that he was Saint Son of the Blood race. Such words were useful to others but sounded a little stupid to Chu the Devil.

“Chu the Devil, I’ll kill you today.” Ming Wei waved his hand, and the sea of blood boiled. A blood sword tens of meters long rose from the sea of blood, pierced through the air, and slashed toward Chu Xun with a strong bloodlust.

Demon-slain Finger — scaring all the gods and ghosts by the third finger!

Rumble!

The giant finger with the power to destroy everything fell, and its terrifying aura made the earth tremble and crack. Chu Xun had made a breakthrough in his cultivation, so the power of the Demon-slain Finger now was much stronger than before.

With a boom, the blood sword was defeated by the Demon-slain Finger. Blood splattered all over the ground, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.

Chu Xun’s feet moved slightly, and he rushed to Ming Wei like a flowing light. His fist power surged, and the powerful pressure made Ming Wei breathless. He hurriedly ran his cultivation to defend himself.

Ming Wei was an expert in the Gold Immortal Realm, and he punched Chu Xun three times in a row. The fist power spread out and caused sand and stones to fly in all directions. Everything around them was destroyed.

Boom!

Blood rained down, and Ming Wei roared angrily. Chu Xun’s punch blew up his right arm, and he flew backward for thousands of meters.

“The strength of this body is too weak,” Ming Wei said with some regret as he looked at his right arm that had been exploded.

“After all, it belongs to others. Even if you control my body, you can only be a good-for-nothing.” Chu Xun sneered and rushed toward Ming Wei with a fist print in his hand. His fist power surged, and its light was as bright as a rainbow.