chapter 70 Survival from desperate situation

"I am the Netherworld Blood God, do you dare to refine me?"

The light of divine blood was continuously obliterated by the Liangyi formation, and an illusory figure was vaguely visible, struggling and twisting, and letting out a thundering roar.

But it's a pity.

Its little divine power is not worth mentioning in front of the sword soul.

"Hmph, you have little intelligence, but you dare to call yourself a god?"

Sword Soul sneered.

Just flick...