Returning to the battlefield of the Purple Mansion Realm, Yuwen Wangtian, who had no scruples at all, was extremely powerful. As soon as he made a threat, he killed a junior blood general. Due to the strength of the force, even the blood beads that the primary blood will turn into after death are not left.

Wan Zhengxiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the shock was incomprehensible.

Liu Feng was overjoyed, and reminded Yuwen Wangtian from afar, don't destroy the blood beads of the medium-blooded general.

After killing a junior blood general again, Yuwen Wangtian's mood stabilized and began to focus on the middle blood general.

The Medium Blood General was frightened and turned and fled. After a few breaths, he looked back and saw that Yuwen Wangtian was still behind him, and the distance was not further at all.

At this time, the remaining two primary blood generals will be dealt with by Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong, and Yuwen Wangtian was not in a hurry to wipe out this medium-level blood general for a while, but had the idea of catching a cat and a mouse.

After a cup of tea, the middle blood general smashed to the ground from a high altitude, and dozens of monks and blood skeletons who were still fighting were affected and died tragically in an instant.

The Medium Blood General stood up tremblingly, realizing that his entire skeleton was about to be shattered. He did not dare to rise into the air again, so he could only run along the ground.

It's just that he once again underestimated Yuwen Wangtian's strength. After not running a few steps, Yuwen Wangtian stood in front of him again, almost bumping into his arms.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Medium Blood would no longer make useless plans, and decided to fight with Yuwen Wangtian.

"Roar!"

An inhuman roar came out from the depths of his throat, and the middle blood general opened his bloody mouth and bit at Yuwen Wangtian.

Yuwen looked at the sky with both hands, and did not dodge, his arms shook, leaving a few afterimages, and his fist hit the head of the blood general.

"Click!"

The blood shattered the skull and turned into a fist-sized bead of blood without any suspense.

At this moment, Liu Feng and Wan Zhengxiong had also killed their opponents and fell to the ground from the air.

Liu Feng's eyes were burning against this bright red blood bead, and he couldn't stop being excited, but he didn't approach it easily. As soon as he wanted to speak, he saw Yuwen Wangtian running over with blood beads.

"Thank you, Brother Yuwen!"

Liu Feng said gratefully, and then took out a golden token, with the words "wind" and "rain" written on both sides of the token. This is the Golden Storm Order of the Wind and Rain Pavilion. The person who holds this token can ask the Wind and Rain Pavilion to do one thing for free.

"Brother Liu is polite!"

Carefully taking over the wind and rain order, Yuwen Wangtian couldn't suppress the agitation in his heart.

The Golden Wind and Rain Order is not available to those who have great benevolence to the Wind and Rain Pavilion! Now it is just a small shot, and there is such a harvest, which is really a bit unexpected.

"I'll leave it to the two of you!

Liu Feng bowed his hand to Yuwen Wangtian and Wan Zhengxiong, turned around and flew back to the Tiancheng Mountain camp, and cultivated in a hurry.

Looking at the entire low-level battlefield, the battle is almost over.

The Alliance Monks suffered heavy losses, with just over a thousand remaining. The Blood Skull army has the advantage in numbers, and it has lost the combat power of the Purple Mansion Realm, and it can't make any waves.

The middle blood general was dead, and Yuwen Wangtian didn't have the patience to watch the two sides fight, his right hand slapped forward, and a huge palm fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

On the ground within a radius of ten miles, five finger prints several meters deep appeared out of thin air, and the middle of the finger prints was stained red with blood, and there were shattered bones everywhere.

The Alliance monks in the same place were all frightened, and while their bodies did not dare to move, their eyes kept looking for traces of blood beads near their fingerprints.

However, they were all disappointed, Yuwen Wangtian's power was too strong, and it dispersed the blood qi condensation, and there were no blood beads formed at all.

"It's all gone!"

After leaving a sentence, Yuwen Wangtian's figure flashed, and he also returned to the camp.

In a dense forest twenty miles east of Tiancheng Mountain, a group of people appeared out of thin air and fell into a dense forest, it was Xiao Jiu and the twelve Yuan Qi Realm cultivators.

Xiao Jiu reacted quickly, jumped several times along the branches, and landed smoothly on the ground.

His cultivation is the highest, and he has long been prepared for unexpected situations, but this is not the case with those Yuan Qi Realm cultivators. Many people didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, some hung on the branches, and some fell face down and ate, embarrassed.

Chu Yunfeng's body was the strongest, and under the strong inertia, he broke three trees before he stopped his body.

As soon as he stopped his figure, he heard a voice in the rain: "Huh, Brother Chu, where is this?"

Before he finished speaking, his body fell heavily, and under Chu Yunfeng's stunned gaze, he sat viciously on the broken stump.

"Ahh

A terrible howl resounded throughout the woods, and in the rain he covered his buttocks, limped a few steps, found a tree trunk, and held it with his hand, so that the corners of his mouth twitched incessantly.

"Senior Brother Xiao, your teleportation array is too unreliable!" said Yu Zhongtian with a sad face, "But it hurt me miserably!

Seeing this scene, the monks, whether they were lying on the ground or hanging upside down on the tree, were all full of sympathy. At the same time, he reserved opinions on Xiao Jiu's transmission technology.

Unlike everyone, Chu Yunfeng not only did not complain, but walked to Xiao Jiu's side and took the initiative to ask for advice on the arrangement of the teleportation array.

After all, no matter how embarrassed you are, it's better than losing your life.

Moreover, cultivators will encounter all kinds of dangers in the future, and it is too important to master an escape skill!

Teleportation arrays have been lost for a long time. The reason why Xiao Jiu arranged it was mainly because he obtained a fragment by chance.

The fragment does not mention how to locate the teleportation location, and due to the limited resources at hand, it can only teleport twenty miles away at most. This distance, in front of the masters of the Purple Mansion Realm, is like a fictitious.

Even so, the method of arranging the teleportation array is very precious.

Xiao Jiu was worried about how to repay Chu Yunfeng for the breakthrough opportunity he gave him, so he naturally did not have any reservations, so he passed on all this method to Chu Yunfeng.

After truly understanding the method of arrangement, Chu Yunfeng couldn't help but be speechless. Just a formation that teleported less than a mile would consume a thousand spirit stones.

Thinking about the four blood beads in his storage bag, they were worth only four hundred spirit stones, which was not enough for him to practice at all, so he had to memorize the arrangement methods that Xiao Jiu said in his heart.

After the defeat in the battle of Tiancheng Mountain, the Blood Skull Legion did not continue to fight with the alliance army, but changed its tactics and aimed the butcher's knife at the mortal world.

After a few months, the mortal world was in turmoil.

In the beginning, wherever the Blood Skeletons passed, they would drain everyone's blood and strengthen the team. When the number of dead approached a million, they stopped sucking the blood, but captured the living and sent them to the netherworld.

The matter was not over, and the Blood Skull Legion reached out to the monk again. Many sect disciples and scattered cultivators began to disappear mysteriously, and eventually some people found that these disappeared monks were also sent to the Netherworld, just like those in the mortal world.

In the entire cultivation realm, everyone is in danger, and they don't dare to go out easily.

Half a year later, the Netherlands.

The millions of monks and mortals captured were taken to the sleeping place of the Slashing Army, the Rest Hill. Under the guard of three high-ranking blood generals, the blood soldiers pushed all these people into the corridor.

If you look down from the sky, you will see that these corridors together form a blood sacrifice array. The purpose of capturing so many people is to activate the Blood Sacrifice Array and summon the sleeping Slashing Army.

Unlike the Iron Word Army, the average cultivation of the Slashing Army has reached the Purple Mansion Realm. Once successfully summoned, it would definitely be a nightmare for the cultivation realm.

Among the top forces such as the two sects and one pavilion, there are only more than twenty powerhouses in the Purple Mansion Realm. The number of the word cutting army is at least 10,000!

Such a force is terrifying!

"Sacrifice!"

Once all the captives have entered the corridor, one of the Bloodies will draw his saber and wave his hand.

"Thorn, stab, stab!"

Many bloody soldiers moved at the same time and killed the captives in the corridor. Within half an hour, the corridor was covered with a layer of bright red.

After more than 800,000 captives were slaughtered, Yongdao had become a river of blood.

A high-ranking bloodie will leap from the platform and walk to the edge of the corridor. There are three scales on the inner wall of the corridor, and the blood and water surface at this time has just overflowed the first scale.

Seeing this, the Blood General shook his head at the two Blood Generals who were still on the high platform.

After receiving the information, the blood general who had just swung the knife again held the knife and made a killing motion.

"Poof!poof!"

After more than a million people were killed, the blood and water overflowed the second scale, and it was still far from the third.

This time, the blood general on the edge of the corridor did not inform the blood general on the high platform, and directly drew his sword and slashed down from mid-air.

"Ahh

Nearly a million more people died, and the bloody water finally overflowed the third scale.

The Blood General inserts his sword into the scabbard, then flies to the front of the platform, nodding at the two Blood Generals above, who also jump from the platform.

The three blood generals stood in the three directions of the high platform, and they all played a strong Yuan force. Under the action of Yuan Li, the high platform began to slowly melt.

After a few hours, the platform of more than ten meters was transformed into a book made of gold and stone.

The three blood generals used their Yuan Force again to transport the golden stone pages to the center of the bloodstained array formed by the Yongdao, allowing them to slowly fall to the ground.

Then, the three bloodies will line up and stand on one side of the golden stone page. The blood on both sides will begin to hold up the golden stone pages with Yuan force, and the blood in the middle will bite through their fingers, dripping a drop of blood into the pages.

"Whoa!"

The pages of the book emitted a red light in the sky, enveloping the entire Blood Sacrifice Great Array, connecting with the Great Array.

When the state stabilized, an ancient text appeared on the page of the golden stone. The text is engraved with blood, and it reflects the blood-red corridor.

Hearing only the crisp sound of "��", all the blood soldiers present knelt down, and their indifferent faces actually showed a pious look.

At this time, the bloodiper in the middle put his hand on the page, slid slowly, and opened his mouth to read the scriptures: "The fisherman is in the abyss, thinking of the water, the hungry is chasing the deer, the wings of the envy of the bird, my great husband, the sun and the moon are bright, and the fierce warrior of the past is returning!"

The scripture is like an obscure incantation, and every word that comes out of the blood will turn into a mysterious rune, hovering in mid-air for a few moments, scattered in every corner of the Blood Sacrifice Array.