In the thick night sky, a full moon with a hazy red glow hung high. A world shrouded in a faint red light, with heavy shadows, roaring and shouting for a long time.

The sound of banging and violent impact came and went, and the smell of blood that permeated the heavens and the earth was thick and suffocating, and this place had become a Shura field for endless fighting.

"What's the matter? The Simmore clan is so useless, they actually send some little minions out!" The wild and unbridled laughter echoed loudly, and the young man lying in the red chair at the back of the battlefield, his long lilac hair was scattered, and the depths of his slightly narrowed red pupils shone with a murderous and murderous light.

Not far away, another black-clothed man who hugged the graceful girl shook the goblet lightly in his left hand, and stared at the mellow red blood in the cup faintly, "Speed up the attack!

As the words fell, there was no movement, and the wine glass in his left hand suddenly exploded into pieces, a few drops of blood splashed on the corners of his pale lips, and the tip of his scarlet tongue quickly curled, and he tasted it meaningfully.

Suddenly, the pace of the fight sped up a few points. The side that was originally weaker in number was forced to retreat one after another.

In a red cloak, the tall and thin young man stood upright, glaring fiercely at the fierce attack of the alien clans on the opposite side, and his blue eyes gradually glowed with a black mist.

What a bunch of bastards! The Southern Bruch Clan dared to take advantage of the fact that His Royal Highness the Prince had advanced to the Blood Emperor and join other clans to launch an attack on the Eastern Synmore!

The fair-skinned slender fingers flew and formed special handprints. Muttering a difficult incantation from his lips, Albert looked stunned, and his hands suddenly pointed to the front of the battle line.

More than two dozen humanoid or animal-like members of the front hostile members were inexplicably stagnant in their lightning-like speed, and their attack movements were forced to slow down.

Whether the battlefield is won or not Because of this change, the scales did not completely fall to the side of the Bruch and other clans. But Albert's mind was still tight, and he knew that the remaining magic in his body could not turn the situation around.

Now I only hope that the battle can be delayed for a little time, even if it is a quarter of an hour, a minute, a second.

"But I've just become a little viscount, so arrogant!" The red-eyed man who patted the red chair snorted softly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already attacked the young man, and his right arm with angry arms was whistling towards his face!

Even though he knew that the difference in strength was very large, Albert did not hesitate to throw his fists against him. There was a cracking sound of bones cracking, and his raised left arm was instantly destroyed.

The red-eyed man evoked a cruel sneer, and the five fingers of his left hand grew sharp and long nails, and he unceremoniously attacked the young man's chest, which was bound to gouge out the other party's heart!

The swift attack was suddenly hindered by some unknown force, and the second the speed slowed down, a slender snow-white palm squeezed his wrist!

Following the line of sight, the red-eyed man stared fiercely at the figure in front of Pingkong, grinning the corners of his mouth and sneering, "Finally reluctant?!"

The person who came with the moonlight on her back, the outline of her face was mostly hidden, and the simple black gold silk long skirt set off her tall and delicate curves.

"Her Highness Vichyny...... No, Your Majesty!" Albert blinked in disbelief and his lips trembled with excitement, their king had finally become the most powerful being in the world!

"Impossible!" the red-eyed man shouted, he felt that the hidden power of the slender palm on his wrist was stronger than his own, but he couldn't believe that the other party had successfully turned into a Blood Emperor in less than three days!

Although the Simor Clan is completely different from other blood clan transformations, it must take enough forty-nine days to activate the Advanced Blood Emperor from the Prince. It is precisely because of this that he will unite with other clans to take this opportunity to completely eradicate the Simor Clan!

"Amgaslev, don't be fooled by her! Vigini has definitely used some kind of secret technique to advance time, while her current state is unstable, let's join forces to deal with it!!"

In the distance, the short-haired man in black had already pushed away the girl in his arms, and he had already flashed to him in a breath.

"Heh, then try it?!" The clear female voice like the impact of ice edges was softly raised, and her left hand quickly put on the shoulder of the red-pupiled man, and with a sharp twist, he actually ripped off the opponent's entire arm.

The screams rang out, blood spurted thinly, and the faint figure in the black dress was clear in front of their eyes with the movements.

The long eyebrows of the tail peak are like a fine drawing of a brush, the slightly deep eyes are beautiful, and the raised corners of the eyes and the long and thick black eyelashes outline a unique bewitching charm.

The seaweed-like curls are scattered around the waist, and the exposed skin is as clear as snow, and the strong contrast exudes a deadly allure.

However, the most special thing is the extreme color of the black and gloomy eyes, which is soul-devouring. A beautiful straight nose adds a bit of flamboyance. The red lips are delicate, but they gently sip out the shallow coldness.

It seems to be a slow movement, but it is actually lightning fast. She turned around and raised her elbows high, blocking the attack of the short-haired man, and her left hand clenched into a fist and slammed into the opposite door.

The Pink Fist is white and petite, but it contains a powerful and amazing force, and the swing sends out a cracking roar with the surrounding air.

The short-haired man reacted very quickly and turned sideways to avoid it, dodging this menacing blow, and suddenly felt a severe pain in his lower abdomen, and he was kicked hard by the other party.

The black shadows flying in mid-air knocked down several subordinates behind them one after another, screaming and wailing, and slammed into the ground a hundred meters away.

"Get out!" Vichy said in a light tone, with a shudder that reached her soul. All the members of the Blood Clan present stopped all their movements and trembled, whether they were friends or enemies.

Covering his bloody left shoulder, Amgaslev's face turned pale, and he had already retreated in his heart. His strength has reached the level of a prince, and he was actually cut off by the other party's arm!

Looking at the reaction of the man in black in the distance for a long time, he finally left in a hurry with his subordinates.

Like a bombardment of birds and beasts, a large area of alien races that had been suppressed before quickly disappeared, leaving only the Xinmoor blood clan led by the red-cloaked boy knelt on one knee, their eyes shining, "Congratulations to your successful advancement." ”

"Albert. The delicate red lips opened slightly, Vicnie's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and her rich and dark eyes were a little cold, "Pull out the betrayer, and be crushed and burned to death." ”

Knowing that other clans would be ready to move, she deliberately began to advance and break through more than half a month in advance, and also ordered her subordinates to completely block and conceal the news.

If it weren't for the presence of traitors in Simor, how could the Bruch clan come from all the south and even cooperate with Lesenba?!

"I'm going to be away for a while, Albert, and you're in charge of everything. Reaching out to rip off the dark crystal pendant necklace at his neck, Vicini shoved it into the boy's hand and said, "Be sure to keep an eye on the clan's safety." ”

"My lord, ...... you" Suddenly Sheng had an inexplicable premonition, and the young Huo Ran raised his head, but when he saw the pair of ghostly black pupils, he resolutely spoke, "Yes, Albert swears to protect Simmore!"

The red lips muttered softly, and the five-star magic array flowed between Vichyny's smooth forehead, and the bright white light illuminated her bewitching face, adding a bit of holiness.

The front door of the towering black lacquer hall appeared in the void, and she slowly pushed it open and walked quickly, and when the heavy door slammed shut, she could no longer suppress the fishy sweetness churning in her throat.

Thick blood spurted out, and Vicnie's bones clattered loudly, and her limbs ached like a hundred bones. In order to avoid the tragic destruction of the Sinmor tribe, the consequences of forcibly imposing a secret law were imposed.

After all, she collapsed limply, lying on the black jade floor in the center of the empty hall for a long time, she slowly closed her eyes, and her consciousness gradually dissipated.