Dressed as a petite jerk

No matter how keen the perception ability of the blood clan is, they can't sense the arrival of this mysterious big palm. By the time they find it, it will be too late!

In an instant, countless blood races living nearby rushed out of the house, looked up at the big palm that looked like a falling star, their eyes were full of despair.

And Lord Blood King, who had been holding the corpse all this time, also raised his head abruptly, and subconsciously stretched out all the strength of the bang, even if he had already predicted in his heart that he might not be able to beat this time.

Is this the action of the strong behind the scenes of the underworld?

Want to kill him with one palm?

No!Can!can!

Before the big palm arrived, before killing him and his clansmen, a bloody sea filled the top of his head, quickly covering the range that the big palm would hit, so this world was full of blood and killing intent. Cold air.

Seeing this scene, World Origin was a little surprised at first, and then became more determined to kill Lord Blood King before he could fully grow up.

"It's just a mutant blood race, like an ant, die!"

There was an emotionless voice from the sky, and the strength of the big palm increased a bit.

With a "boom", the big palm and the sea of ​​blood faced each other——

"Clatter!" A suffocating rain of blood fell from the sea of ​​blood, dyeing the entire world in blood red.

Obviously, the power of the big palm is stronger, and the tall body of Lord Blood King who was standing on the ground shook a few times violently, almost unable to hold on.

But he stubbornly hugged the corpse in his arms, and stared at the big palm with an extremely cold gaze.

He knew that as long as he slapped this big palm again, he and all the creatures in this world would lose their bones.

But so what?Will he succumb to it?no way!

It's a pity that he doesn't have time to grow up, otherwise, he will definitely pay a heavy price for the owner of this big palm! !

But the big palm did not make a second palm for a long time.

It was only because he discovered that there was a hint of aura from God hidden in this sea of ​​blood.

"Is this divine breath? How is it possible?" He even said involuntarily: "The gods have been extinct thousands of years ago. I am the ruler of this world. How can there be divine breath?"

"How can a mutated blood race like ants have divine breath? Could it be the atavism caused by the mutation, awakening a trace of the ancient god's blood?"

When Luo Qingci and Xiao Qitongzi entered this area, they immediately understood what was going on.

Lord Blood King is the avatar of the Creator God, of course he can have the aura of God, but it is hidden after being polluted by turbid air, and it is not revealed at ordinary times, until it is faced with a life-and-death crisis...

And the smaller worlds further back were created earlier. Some small worlds that are too old lost their ancient inheritance after various catastrophes for the native creatures. It is no longer known that the origin of the small worlds is the credit of the Creator God.

In other small worlds, there are problems with the origin of the world due to turbidity, or memory zombies, or a big change in temperament, or greed... and so on.

This is also one of the reasons why Luo Qingci and Xiao Qitongzi did not go directly to the origin of the world to weaken the luck of the male and female protagonists in the pseudo-world.

After all, as long as the trajectory of the original owner of the world is corrected, the origin of the world only enforces the rules of the world, and they can only walk around in the rules category...

But the origin of the world in this small world dares to injure Lord Blood King?

"Damn it, you dare to hurt my Luo Qingci's man?!" Luo Qingci was furious, raising his head with a blade of light, slashing directly at the source of the palm: "Then you can die!!"