Chapter 839: Burning God-Blood

Li Yi looked at this old warrior with white beard and hair, and couldn't help but put away some contempt. Although the opponent looked very old and his energy and blood had not returned to their peak, as the North Desolate Lord, his strength was unquestionable.

"This North Desolate Lord named Jing He is even more powerful than the Red Gold Mountain Lord at that time." Just one glance, and Li Yi had a rough assessment of this person's strength.

In this Savage World.

The strength of the master of a great city is definitely better than the master of a great mountain, because a great city can widely accept the resources of the world, continuously extract red gold, and is very safe, without worrying about being attacked by alien beasts outside. Most importantly, a God-Blood Warrior who owns a great city can establish a God-Blood family.

"It seems that the God-Blood Warrior of the North Desolate lineage is truly lonely. The most powerful God-Blood Warrior is already so old. Are there no young experts in the clan?" Li Yi said calmly.

"Even if the North Desolate lineage declines, it is not something that a young Mountain Lord like you can defeat. And the North Desolate lineage has guarded North Desolate City for generations, and will continue to do so in the future." Jing He's voice was dull, but his expression was exceptionally solemn.

Because this God-Blood Warrior named Lord Dayi was too young. To become the Red Gold Mountain Lord at such a young age, he will surely be a god in the future.

If he cannot be defeated today, or killed, the North Desolate lineage will have no future.

So for this North Desolate Lord, this is a cruel challenge related to the rise and fall of the family. He can only win, not lose.

"Lord Dayi, if you challenge me, the North Desolate Lord, with the identity of the Red Gold Mountain Lord, according to ancient traditions, if I defeat you, then your Red Gold Mountain will belong to me." Jing He said again. He hoped that Li Yi would understand the price of failure, thereby creating pressure on him.

Li Yi laughed: "Then if you, North Desolate Lord, lose, this North Desolate City will belong to me, Lord Dayi, from now on. Your North Desolate lineage will have to move out of here immediately and will never be allowed to return. The North Desolate Lord should not break his promise, right?"

The warriors of this world pay the most attention to promises. In order to fulfill their promises, warriors are even willing to pay with their lives.

North Desolate Lord Jing He's face sank. Under the eyes of everyone, he could only agree: "If I, the North Desolate Lord, am defeated, you will become the new North Desolate Lord. I promise here."

"Since that's the case, then fight outside the city, so as not to involve the innocent." After Li Yi finished speaking, he immediately stepped on auspicious clouds and flew toward the outside of North Desolate City.

The North Desolate Lord understood in his heart that he was in bad luck today. He immediately summoned the God-Blood Warrior Da Ze, and then whispered: "This Red Gold Mountain Lord named Lord Dayi is very powerful. I am afraid I won't be able to come back. Da Ze, you return immediately, summon the North Desolate lineage, pack up your things, and leave North Desolate City immediately. Only in this way can the continuation of the family be guaranteed."

"Family head..." Da Ze's pupils widened upon hearing this, appearing very shocked.

He didn't expect that the North Desolate Lord, who he thought was invincible, would actually say such words.

"I am old. What I can do is to open a path to survival for my descendants. Da Ze, don't be sad, don't be painful. The rise and fall of God-Blood families are constantly staged on this ancient land. It's just that I didn't expect this day to appear on our North Desolate lineage so soon. I thought I could hold out for another hundred years." North Desolate Lord Jing He's gaze was somewhat complicated.

"Go quickly, remember, pack up your things, summon important clansmen to leave immediately, and take away the God-Blood direct descendants in the clan. Everything else can be discarded. As long as our North Desolate bloodline is not cut off, there is a possibility of rising again in the future."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Da Ze away.

Da Ze's robust body flew backward and fell heavily into the City Lord's Mansion.

North Desolate Lord Jing He took a deep look at this great city where he had lived for countless years, then did not look back, and resolutely rushed toward the outside of the city. Although he had no confidence in defeating that formidable enemy named Lord Dayi.

But using this old life to severely injure him and delay his growth speed should still be possible.

And the time won is enough to turn into nutrients to nourish the North Desolate lineage to take root and grow again in other places. After all, Da Ze is a God-Blood Warrior of the Ten Mountain Lord level. No matter where he is, he can always lead the clansmen to live on.

Took a deep breath.

North Desolate Lord Jing He's whole body's energy and blood seemed to be burning. On his robust body, divine patterns like blue water ripples began to bloom with radiance. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, high-spirited and unruly.

Li Yi appeared on an open space outside North Desolate City at this moment. His primordial spirit dharma image sensed heaven and earth, and naturally overheard the later words of North Desolate Lord Jing He, but he did not stop him.

For a cultivator of his level, these are trivial matters.

And a defeated God-Blood family wandering in the Savage World is an extremely dangerous thing. Passing Merchant Lords, City Lords, and Mountain Lords will stare at them like vultures, plundering their wealth and population until they eat them without leaving any residue.

The Savage World has no laws, and here it follows the most primitive and ancient rules.

Boom!

The sound of a cannonball falling to the ground sounded, and the North Desolate Lord soon appeared opposite Li Yi. The god bloodline in his body seemed to be burning, and his whole body radiated a blue aura, as if he had transformed.

"Burning God-Blood to exchange for the strength of the peak period?" Li Yi's expression moved slightly: "I didn't expect the North Desolate Lord to hide such a hand."

This method is a bit like taking out heart blood in the Four Seas and Eight Prefectures, stimulating potential and fighting to the death.

"Very good, North Desolate Lord, you didn't disappoint me. Arranging the aftermath, sending away the clansmen, burning God-Blood, just to fight me without any worries. No matter the outcome of this battle, you will die."

Li Yi shouted, admiring this spirit.

"Young God-Blood Warrior, you are too arrogant. Maybe the person who dies here today will be you. You shouldn't have come to challenge me. In that way, you would still be the Red Gold Mountain Lord, and in the future, you might even be a god." North Desolate Lord stared at Li Yi, like an old lion, examining his prey.

And knowing that his peak time was not long, he didn't have much nonsense.

"So, Lord Dayi, today, be defeated in the hands of my North Desolate Lord."

As soon as the voice fell.

A violent wind wave rolled up between heaven and earth. This North Desolate Lord roared, and the burning God-Blood bloomed with supreme divine power like a vast ocean. Then, a phantom of a god appeared in this world.

This is a divine art.

This old North Desolate Lord came up and tried his best, erupting with divine art, trying to catch Li Yi off guard. As long as this strike could severely injure Li Yi, then he would be worth it.

The phantom of the god roared, and the ancient power between heaven and earth revived. At this moment, it seemed that the will of the god was deposited on the North Desolate Lord, allowing his power to rise to a level that did not belong to him.

This is the terrifying aspect of divine art, awakening the divine power in the ancient bloodline. At a certain moment, it can make your strength soar, but the price is that the consumption of physical strength is very large. A normal God-Blood direct descendant can use divine art at most twice in a battle.

The phantom of the god waved his arm and smashed down from the firmament, like a vast blue sky pouring down. If there was no power to open up heaven and earth, anyone would turn into ashes under this strike.

Such a scene was seen by many warriors and wise men in North Desolate City, and they were extremely shocked.

"This is the divine art of the North Desolate lineage. It seems that our North Desolate Lord is going to fight for his life." A wise man sighed.

Only when there is a disparity in strength will one erupt with divine art as soon as they come up, because only in the best state, hitting the most powerful strike, can there be a possibility of winning. If this cannot have an effect, then there is nothing to say.

"Sure enough, old and spicy, coming up to fight for his life. However, I am not afraid of you?" Li Yi's pupils flickered, silver lightning intertwined all over his body, the one hundred and five acupoints in his body roared in unison, and the dragon-tiger force was unleashed at this moment.

There was no extra fancy, he just used his physical body mixed with magic power, set up the simplest fist frame, and then threw a punch.

This strike appeared, space was distorted and torn, the sound of dragon and tiger broke the firmament, and the terrifying fist light seemed to swallow everything. Wherever it passed, nothing could block it.

Two powerful God-Blood Warriors collided at this moment.

The terrifying aftermath agitated, the blue sky was forcibly torn open by the fist light, and the phantom of the god seemed to wail at this moment, seemingly crushed by another invincible and powerful will.

"How can it be?" The old North Desolate Lord widened his eyes at this moment, not daring to believe this scene.

His own peak-strength divine art was actually forcibly defeated by this Lord Dayi.

How is it possible.

Could it be that this young God-Blood Warrior is really so strong?

The residual fist light swept over.

North Desolate Lord was immediately knocked flying. He flew toward the distance like a meteorite, fell heavily to the ground, and shattered a piece of earth.

But the tempered physique allowed this North Desolate Lord to rush out of the ruins again. The heavy armor on his body allowed him to avoid a severe injury.

"Not bad, actually able to withstand a punch from me, but that's all." Li Yi said calmly, already knowing the gap between them.

This North Desolate Lord's strength is not weak. In his peak state, erupting with divine art should have the combat power of a Tianyue Yao Wang, but it's a pity that he met Li Yi today. Even if he really met a Tianyue Yao Wang, the opponent would have a few chances to win.

"North Desolate Lord, let me send you on your way personally."

He took a step forward, his figure seemed to ignore space, and instantly closed the distance.

"Young man, don't talk big."

North Desolate Lord's God-Blood burned, his state was still at its peak, and the phantom of the god behind him that was about to dissipate condensed again. And the price for doing so was that his robust and burly body was now somewhat withered.

The consumption of God-Blood in his body was much faster than expected.

Delaying time was no longer possible, and he had to find a way to severely injure this person.

Thinking of this, North Desolate Lord did not retreat, but went straight up. The phantom of the god behind him waved his arm, smashed the firmament, and erupted with terrifying power again. ===== CHAPTER 840 =====