The monks of the Heaven and Earth Palace and the Yellow Emperor Palace were fighting, but suddenly, they felt a sudden chill that hit their hearts, as if something terrible was going to happen.

At this moment, everyone stopped, and just as they stopped attacking, a red cloud of blood fell from the sky, as if covering the entire world.

All the monks looked at the red cloud, their bodies trembling. They are deeply afraid. This fear is not strong-willed, but it can be eliminated without fear of life and death. This fear is like taking root in the soul and cannot be eliminated at all.

"What's wrong with the fa...?" said someone with a pale face.

Whether it was from the Heaven and Earth Palace or the Yellow Emperor Palace, they all looked at the blood cloud in horror. Whether it was a cultivation demeanor, a martial arts demeanor, or an authentic demeanor, they all looked at the sky with white eyes. They don't know what's going on.

Prosperity!!

There was a huge explosion sound from Jiuxiao, and I saw six people quickly fall on Jiuxiao, and they fell heavily into Jiuxiao Mountain. The entire Jiudi Mountain, the holy mountain in everyone's heart, couldn't withstand the huge impact and burst.

"Great Heavenly Emperor!"

"Emperor Wu!"

"Phantom is so good!"

"Great chaos!"

"Emperor Jiuli!"

"Great!"

Six men were seen falling from the sky. They were the six emperors of the Heavenly Lords.

The monks of the Heaven and Earth Palace and the Yellow Emperor Palace lost their color. They forget about the enemies around them. They forgot to be on the battlefield. They were all stunned. They looked at the Nine Bottom Mountain, which had become a ruin, the six emperors who were bleeding more than one strand, and the sky slowly glowing with blood-red shadows.

In the ruins of Jiudi Mountain, a bronze oil lamp slowly rose and fell into the hands of the blood-red shadow, as if being guided. When the bronze oil lamp fell into his hand, the original flickering orange candlelight instantly turned into a bright red color. After seeing the bright red color, everyone's body shook violently and fell to the ground one by one.

They fell to the ground, staring at the light in fear. They are panic, palpitations, fear, all kinds of negative emotions that rise with a flickering light. One of the most important of these emotions is called despair.

"Oh my God, ant, I。。。。。 Bloodhell King, 。。。。。 Today Give me... A death!"

When the voice fell, the bronze oil lamp in the Blood Hell Emperor's hand shot out dozens of thin red lights. Light transcends everything. When the light shines on dozens of monks, no matter what their cultivation is, they can be seen with the naked eye, and in the scream, they will all turn into flesh and rot, a pile of white bones.

Dozens of monks died suddenly, which made the lights on for a few minutes. The next moment, under the lights, the red light came on again. But this time, it's faster than just now. In an instant, dozens of monks died unexpectedly. Again and again, more and more red lights, more and more dense, more and more monks died, and all this, in just three breaks.

Looking at the comrades around them, they suddenly turned into a pile of bones. They were all scared and they all reacted. Light, the scythe of death, the one who was shot, has no chance of escaping. They all screamed in fright. Whether they wanted to win the whole world or not, they turned and fled. For a time, at the foot of the Nine Emperors Mountain, they turned into a human purgatory, crying and dying.

In the ruins of Emperor Mountain, the Heavenly Absolute Six watched as the Blood Prison ruthlessly took the lives of all the monks, and watched the Blood Prison be as fierce as a ghost in the sky. The shock and fear in the hearts of them and the other monks was unquestionable.

Blood Hell is really scary. From the day they survived with the blood of Heiluan, he began to calculate. He deceived not only these natives, but also them, people all over the world. His talent is obviously the highest, but he has been able to hold on to this day. He can only show it when six of them are injured. This is absolutely extraordinary.

The six of them looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's hearts. In fact, even if the Blood Hell didn't wait for them to kill each other, they wouldn't have any chance of winning. This is really because half-step immortality is not an existence that they can deal with at all.

Although a half-step immortal is not a real immortal, it is only a step outside the emperor's realm. It's worse compared to immortality. But as long as the immortal characters come into contact with each other, they are already the most terrifying existence in the world. Go out and become a half-step immortal Emperor of Blood.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!" Tai Shiwang and Duan Shenwu said anxiously.

The brothers of the Yanxiao Hall have been following them from chaos to now. It can be said that they are very sympathetic and let them give up on anyone. This greed and fear of death is not the best way for their free offspring. The best thing to do now is for everyone to unite and flee the battlefield together. As for the other monks in the hall, there was nothing they could do.

At present, every monk is trying his best to resist the red light, but only tens of thousands of monks have the means and ability to resist. Compared to these 10 billion monks, tens of thousands of monks are simply a drop in the ocean. Moreover, these tens of thousands of monks are in danger of being destroyed at any time.

"No, you are the hope of the boundless world. You can't lose it here. No matter how boundless the world becomes, as long as you are still here, it is still possible to prosper again!" Uncle Haotian yelled at King Taishi and Duan Shenwu, they wanted to help.

No one can resist the power of the lantern. This is an artifact that has been painstakingly cultivated by the four great emperors that surpasses the artifact. Its power is so great that it cannot be resisted by the monks of the Authentic Realm if it is not fully utilized. It's even more ridiculous to catch the thief first.

Although the Blood Hell Emperor lives high in the sky and has a relaxed posture, no one wants to be close to the sky, so they will feel tremendous pressure. This pressure can be suffocating and frightening because it comes from the majesty of the gods.

He used the power of immortals to shake the world, and used the tools of immortals to abuse people. At this time, the Blood Hell Emperor was a real immortal, a real god, and a real devil, killing thousands of people.

Duan Shenwu, Tai Shiwang, Luo Jue, Xuanyin, Bai Pingting, Honglian, Murong Xue, Yan Zilan, Xiaoyin, Xiaoyou, Mu Qing, Muren, Lu Guang and other monks listened to the howl of ghosts and wolves in Yanxiao Hall, and watched the rapid aging of the older generation of Haotian, and the silver teeth were broken.

They are full of resentment, but there is no way. They don't want to live in a hurry. But in the scarlet eyes of Master Haotian, they saw the decision of death. If they let Master Haotian die in vain, it was also their fault.

"Jiejie, Haotian, do you want to keep firewood?Do you think you can escape by killing my beloved apprentice in Yanxiao Hall?" At this moment, a fierce laughter was heard in the distance.

Under the immortal power of the Blood Hell Emperor, only 11 people can soar freely into the sky. The red light is like meeting these 11 people, and they will walk away and ignore them. But these 11 people will kill those irresistible monks. In fact, they don't need to be killed. They only need to be destroyed by resisting red lights to prevent them from escaping. Eleven of them were gray, and their shadows were fluttering, like the vicious dog guarding outside the sheepfold, so that all the sheep could not escape. These 11 people are the 11 palace masters of the Blood Hell Palace.

The Blood Ghost King took the three deputy masters of the palace and killed Xiang Yanxiao Hall here, his eyes full of ridicule.

Seeing that the Blood Ghost Emperor was killed, the face of the cultivator of the Yanxiao Hall suddenly changed, and Haotian was anxious to eat the blood and flesh of the Blood Ghost Emperor. Although there were only four palace masters, the Yanxiao Hall at this time was in a delicate balance. Once the balance is destroyed, it is unknown how many people in Yanxiao Hall can safely escape here.