In an instant, all the blood lights and blood-colored monsters transformed by the blood ancestor Wudao's blood energy were directly pinched and exploded.

Blood dyed the walls, ceilings and floors of the entire room red.

The pupils of the old liar and the Blood Ancestor Wudao suddenly contracted.

"How is that possible?" Blood Ancestor Wudao looked at Chen Zhao in horror.

How did it do it? How powerful is your own power? Blood Ancestor Wudao is very clear.

But what exactly did the other party do?

Why do you directly shatter your blood magic form without feeling it?

"What I hope to see is more magic that makes me feel fresh." Chen Zhao said calmly: "If you can't satisfy my curiosity, then you will die faster."

The Blood Ancestor Wudao was unscrupulously a moment ago, but his eyebrows were already deeply condensed.

Chen Zhao on the opposite side did not exude his own aura, but even so, he still felt the pressure.

Even if you hide your power and breath, can you directly smash your blood magic form?

This move alone is enough to make him take it with caution.
Chapter completed!