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The large-scale operation of the undead blood stunned some of the ethnic monks in Hongchuan and Qianyu. Some of the more courageous monks quietly approached the Wanyue Ridge to find out what happened.

"Did Linguan pass be breached, the army of the undead blood will completely occupy Hongchuan Prefecture?"

"Jilinguan was not breached. It was just a small group of undead blood that bypassed the line of defense and entered Hongchuan Mansion. It was reported that they were slaying one of the nine realms of Huang Yanchen."

"What? Huang Yanchen also came to Beiyu?"

"Zhang Ruochen appeared in Xianji Mountain. Isn't it normal for Huang Yanchen to come to the northern region?"

"Although they are only a small group of undead blood races, they are all quite terrible masters. Not long ago, a court army responsible for guarding Yanbei County encountered them, and they were directly wiped out. This is a scary battle for the holy people. , We hide in the distance and look at the line, don't come near. "

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The monks who dared to come near Fengyue City are obviously not weak, at least they also have the practice of Yulongjing.

The siege of a realm is definitely a big event. All monks want to know how things will go down.

Fengyue City, once a place where Yanbei County's army was stationed, not only has hundreds of thousands of elite troops, but also has three moat formations. It can be considered that three or five saints are coming at the same time. Shake.

However, today's Fengyue City has become unbroken, the walls have been beaten, and some of its urban areas have sunk into the ground.

As for the hundreds of thousands of elite troops, half were killed, and the other half were made into blood slaves, becoming puppets of those blood saints.

The streets and alleys of the city are full of bones and blood, like a slaughterhouse.

The golden bat python lay on the ground, licked the wound with its tongue, and noticed the blood flowing in from outside the city. He immediately lifted a huge skull and snarled in his mouth.

The blue ink and yellow smoke that were healing and recovering the Holy Spirit immediately stopped, turned into two streamers, flew to the top of a residual wall, and looked out into the distance.

"Sir, they started the sixth wave of attacks. This time ... we're afraid we can't hold it ..."

Qing Mo's delicate little face was all blood-stained, and her eyes were a little tired. The position of the lower abdomen was pierced by a sword. Until now, the wound has not completely healed and blood is still seeping.

"If you can't stand it, there will be a fight. It will be dead, and you will have to pay the undead blood."

Huang Yanchen was carrying a holy sword full of gaps, and his injuries were more serious, but a pair of Phoenix eyes were still very sharp and full of warfare. He took out a stack of town blood charms from the space ring and handed them to Qing Mo.

Now, their biggest reliance is on the blood-seal.

It's getting foggy!

It's blood mist.

Dense blood mist came from all directions, and in a moment, Fengyue City was swallowed up.

"Tick, tick."

Blood fog, a large number of blood slaves wearing black iron heavy armor marching, stepping on the ancient buildings of the city, and the sound of continuous collapse came out, causing the dust and blood fog to mix together.

These blood slaves were once the elite army of the human race.

Huang Yanchen's eyes did not look at the blood slaves below, but stared at the dozens of undead blood racers in the distance. They all spread their blood wings and fly in midair. Some have two wings and some have four wings. All of them are first-class powerhouses without exception.

Just the blood saint, there are nine, from four different clans.

The four sword blood saints are the strongest of all blood saints. They are flying with a sword qi, and the voice is rather cold. "Before, this saint has always thought that you are the least qualified to become a realm, talent and other All eight are too far behind. But after fighting with you several times, Ben Sheng has to admit that you are qualified to become a realm. But your unyielding will is far more than other human saints. "

Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold and his face was unchanged. "So, will you be a bit scared of the blood of Heaven?"

"No, no, this saint just wants to tell you that the reason you are still alive is because we want to capture you alive, otherwise you have already been killed." The momentum of the four sword blood saint body, Huang Yanchen is powerful More than ten times, the tone also has some connotative meaning.

Huang Yanchen smiled and said, "Since you are not afraid, why should you hide so far, and instead send a group of blood slaves to fight in front?"

The faces of the undead strong are all sinking.

Xiu shouted for the Red Thunder Blood Saint who reached the pinnacle of the heavens: "Through the practice of your Holy Saint, this Saint can only hold you to death with one finger. Immediately hold the kind of rune you have Speaking of the source, otherwise, waiting for you to fall into the hands of this saint will surely keep you alive or dead. "

"What is so much nonsense with her? Suppress her directly, **** her blood, refine her holy source and holy soul, and naturally get all her memories."

A young woman with only one eye took out a tower-shaped Qianwen holy weapon and drove the holy aura into the tower.

The blood-red sacred tower slowly rotated and flew into the mid-air, becoming more than 300 meters high, all twelve tower doors were opened, and twelve blood rivers emerged from it, suppressing the yellow smoke and green ink .

Even the monks standing hundreds of miles away can feel the thousands of destructive powers emitted by the blood-red tower, making the sky above them blood-red.

"The person who shot it must be the Blood Tower Saint. She was a super-killer. She used to collect blood in order to break through the realm. One person and one tower slaughtered 13 cities and 100 towns. She lived. I am afraid that the humans who died in her hands have exceeded ten million. "

"The bloodless tower in her hand is also a horrible killer. As long as she breaks through a city moat, she can directly collect tens of thousands of humans into the tower and condense it into a drop of blood."

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Seeing the appearance of Jingta Xuesheng, all these monks could not help shaking, some of them retreated directly and did not dare to stay here.

Don't run away now, wait for Jingta Xuesheng to pack up the yellow smoke and dust, and if they pass by, will they have a way to live?

Huang Yanchen punched out the Jie Ziyin, inspiring a hair strand left by Empress Chi Yao inside the Jie Ziyin. The imperial air contained in the hair made the space explode.

"Boom."

It was just a piece of hair, but it became dozens of miles long, like a blue sky knife, collided with a tower without blood purification.

"The Jieziyin is a treasure. Unfortunately, your cultivation is too low, and even if you can borrow a trace of the strength of Empress Chi Yao, it is also a dead end."

The Bloodless Tower became even larger, as if it had become a mountain peak, and the pressure on the boundary kept falling down.

The purification of Jingta Xuesheng far surpassed Huang Yanchen. In addition, Huang Yanchen was seriously injured. Therefore, it is impossible for her to control Jie Ziyin as her opponent.

Qing Mo saw that Huang Yanchen could not last long, so he took out the silver kitchen knife, mobilized one of the few holy spirits in the body, hit the silver kitchen knife out, and hit the Blood Tower Saint.

"An artifact of God, mastered in the hands of a little girl like you, is a waste of resources. If it is delivered to this saint, even the true saint, it can be turned upside down." In addition to the four swords and blood saints, Another Tongtian blood with a knife will also participate in the siege of Huang Yanchen. This person belongs to the royal family of the Qitian tribe, named Qi Zhenhuan, but an uncle of Qisheng.

Qi Zhenhuan was quite enthusiastic about the silver kitchen knife. When Qing Mo hit it, he moved and moved across, blocking him in front of Jingta Xuesheng.

A person who can become a blood lord of the sky, is a terrorist who can fight across the realm. It's just that the span between the sky and the realm is too large for them to fight across the realm.

"There is no phase in the world, the world of runners."

Between Qi Zhenxiang's hands, a blood-red light ball manifested, and chaotic rules of the Holy Spirit emerged from the inside, spinning rapidly, forming a huge vortex.

The silver kitchen knife collided with that vortex, the speed gradually slowed down, and its power became weaker and weaker.

Qing Mo's pale face changed suddenly, her face suddenly changed, only feeling that she had weaker and weaker control over the silver kitchen knife, and was about to take back the silver kitchen knife.

However, Qi Zhenhuan grabbed the handle of the silver kitchen knife first, his face exulted, and laughed: "God's relics! I didn't expect that this saint could also get a relic of Gods. With it Even if you encounter the true saint of the human race? Say not necessarily, the true saint can kill if you use the original power. "

"Wow--"

The silver chopper trembled violently, making deafening knife screams, and a blast of sharp knife gas came out, which shook the mouth of the really magical tiger.

The silver kitchen knife flew out and returned to Qing Mo's hand.

"The artifacts of the ancient artifacts of God are so powerful. It seems that only by beheading their masters can they be controlled." Qi Zhenxian's eyes showed a sharp killing intention.

Qing Mo only felt that his strength had been exhausted, and glanced down. One hundred thousand blood slaves, like locusts, were besieging the golden bat python.

The golden bat python is really powerful, but a group of ants can bite the snake, not to mention, it is a group of blood slaves who are not afraid of life and death, and are not afraid of toxins.

The body of the golden bat python was completely covered by blood slaves and could not take off at all. The wounded part of it suffered the fiercest attack, the wound was expanding, and more and more blood was flowing from the body.

It kept struggling and kept screaming.

Qing Mo looked at the direction of Xianji Mountain and murmured to himself: "Master, do you know if we were under siege and how long can we come to rescue us? This time, my Highness and my Highness I am really supporting you Can't stop ... "

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Jing Tower Blood Saint smiled gloomily, controlling the huge Blood Tower, bursting out a more powerful force, all the way to the top of Huang Yanchen's head.

With a bang, Huang Yanchen's holy sword could no longer withstand the power of the Bloodless Tower, and it broke into six pieces. One of the truncated swords flew over her cheek, cutting through the delicate skin, leaving a trail of bright red blood.

Huang Yanchen's willpower was amazing, and he was not desperate. With both hands supporting the world seal, he continued to resist Fang's bloodless tower.

How can you give up lightly at the last minute?

"It's really tenacious. This hard work is very similar to Zhang Ruochen."

The eyes of the four sword blood sacrifice shrank, and when he noticed something, he looked out of the city, revealing a vigilant look: "It's a powerful magic spirit."

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