Chapter 2572 Blood Wing Ancestor

The giant coffin broke, and a huge figure appeared, which was tens of meters long and completely out of human shape.

This was a huge blood ball, with limbs and head hanging outside the blood ball, so small that it was almost invisible.

If you don't look closely, you can't tell that this is a person.

It's hard to imagine that a person can survive in this shape.

Nie Tian looked at the blood ball monster in front of him, frowned, and vomited in his heart.

"Ugh—." Feng Chi couldn't help but vomited directly.

This shape has already deviated from the scope of human beings. No wonder it has to be hidden in the coffin. It's really shameful.

Nie Tian thought about it and estimated that this guy sucked too much blood and couldn't digest it. After a long time, he became like this.

In fact, in the final analysis, it was because this person practiced the evil skills.

In the world of warriors, strength is respected. Many people often do extraordinary things in order to pursue stronger strength.

"Old monster, you've become like this, it's time to bleed you." Feng Chi finally recovered, smiled coldly, and then took a step forward, a spear shot out, and directly pierced the huge blood ball through the heart.

"Boom!" Suddenly, endless bloody air was released, filling the entire valley.

Nie Tian's figure retreated slightly, and there was an unbearable fishy smell in the space.

"Damn, your blood stinks!" Feng Chi's reaction was even more exaggerated. His figure retreated to the entrance of the valley and pinched his nose and said.

Nie Tian frowned, but could barely tolerate this fishy smell.

In the blink of an eye, the huge blood ball actually returned to the size of a normal human, looking like a short and fat old man.

"You are one of the Thirteen Heavenly Coffins of the Corpse Ghost, right?" Nie Tian frowned and stared at the short and fat old man and asked.

"I am the Blood Wing Ancestor!" The short and fat old man spoke solemnly, without too much fear in his eyes, but with deep unwillingness.

His Blood Wing Ancestor had been roaming the frozen ruins for hundreds of thousands of years, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of two juniors today. How could he accept this?

"You are the Blood Wing Ancestor!" Feng Chi frowned and exclaimed in surprise when he heard the Blood Wing Ancestor's self-protective name.

"Do you know the Blood Wing Ancestor?" Nie Tian turned and looked at Feng Chi, his eyes sank.

"Of course I know." Feng Chi laughed, but then he looked at the Blood Wing Ancestor with a gloomy look and said, "The Blood Wing Ancestor is the most bloodthirsty person in the Thirteen Heavenly Coffins of the Corpse Ghosts, except for the Ten Thousand Infants Ancestor."

"I remember that hundreds of years ago, the Blood Wing Ancestor destroyed a city in order to capture a talented warrior and obtain his blood. There were a full two million people in that city!"

Nie Tian's face sank when he heard what Feng Chi said.

This Blood Wing Ancestor is really too cruel.

To capture a person, he actually destroyed a city. Such behavior is extremely cruel.

"Blood Wing Old Monster, am I right?" Feng Chi asked, looking at the Blood Wing Ancestor with a cold look.

"That's right." The Blood Wing Patriarch responded calmly, saying, "The city that was destroyed by this seat is called Wuyun City."

"You killed so many people, don't you feel a little guilty?" Feng Chi continued to ask with a cold expression.

"Guilt?" The Blood Wing Patriarch smiled coldly, as if he had heard a joke, and said, "This is a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak. Since you have chosen the path of a warrior, you are going against the will of heaven."

"In order to gain powerful strength, why not kill everyone in the world?"

"In the eyes of this seat, those who have no strength are no different from ants."

"They live just to set off my strength. If they die, it doesn't matter to me."

"Really?" Feng Chi's eyes trembled, and he growled, and suddenly his eyes trembled, and he said coldly: "Blood Wing Old Monster, the reason you were injured was because of the Lingyun Sword Saint?"

"How do you know?" The Blood Wing Patriarch was stunned and horrified.

The reason he was injured was because he was chased by the Lingyun Sword Saint.

He still doesn't understand why the Lingyun Sword Saint was chasing him?

He had no connection with Sword Saint Lingyun. He had only heard of the latter's name, and had never even seen the latter.

But hundreds of years ago, Sword Saint Lingyun suddenly found him and beat him without explanation.

He was seriously injured by Sword Saint Lingyun, so he returned to Beiyin and found a remote valley to recuperate.

After hundreds of years of recuperation, he saw that his injuries were about to recover, but he did not expect to meet two perverts, Nie Tian and Feng Chi.

"I know more than that." Feng Chi smiled coldly and said, "You may not know until now, Lord Sword Saint Lingyun, why is he chasing you?"

"Why?" The Blood Wing Patriarch frowned and asked anxiously.

This is a question that has troubled him for a long time. What is the hatred between him and Sword Saint Lingyun?

"Humph." Feng Chi sneered and said, "Because there is a person in Wuyun City that you destroyed that Sword Saint Lingyun cares about. That person is the daughter of Lord Sword Saint Lingyun!"

"This..." When the Blood Wing Patriarch heard Feng Chi's words, his face froze and he didn't know what to say.

That time, he killed more than two million people at once.

But in his eyes, these two million people were like ants.

How could he have imagined that among the ants he killed, one was actually the daughter of Lingyun Sword Saint.

In his eyes, those weaklings were all ants.

And in the eyes of Lingyun Sword Saint, how different is his Blood Wing Ancestor from an ant?

Nie Tian couldn't help but frown when he heard Feng Chi's words.

He didn't expect that Feng Chi would say such a thing.

"Blood Wing Old Monster, you despise the weak as ants, but in the end, you died because of an ant. Isn't this ridiculous?" Feng Chi smiled coldly and took a step forward, obviously to kill the Blood Wing Ancestor.

"Wait!" At this moment, the Blood Wing Ancestor shouted and suddenly asked: "Boy, what is your relationship with Zhang Xuehao?"

"Huh?" Feng Chi's body stagnated and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the Blood Wing Patriarch laughed and said, "The seal scroll you just took out, looking at the entire frozen ruins, only Zhang Xuehao can make it. This kind of seal scroll of near-saint level, even Zhang Xuehao will spend more than a hundred years to make it."

"Since Zhang Xuehao is willing to give you the seal scroll, this shows that your relationship with him is extraordinary."

"Extraordinary, so what?" Feng Chi sneered, and the murderous intent on his face became heavier.

"As far as I know, Zhang Xuehao is a member of the Wanyu Guild, are you too?" The Blood Wing Patriarch laughed and asked provocatively.

"Is this question still important to you?" Feng Chi's eyes sank, and he took another step forward, and a gun intent whistled out.

The Blood Wing Patriarch felt the murderous intent coming, and suddenly raised his head. A murderous cold light fell from the sky, and his whole body turned into a bloody light, and he couldn't even scream at the last moment.

A generation of bloodthirsty madman, a strong man in one of the Thirteen Heavenly Coffins of Corpse Ghosts, died tragically!