The gray sky dome was slightly scarlet and pressed very low, and a blood-colored arc flashed on the sky dome from time to time, and the humid air was a little irritating!

In the vast blood-colored mist, a lonely and thin figure stepped on the increasingly muddy and bloody land, and he walked firmly towards the blood-colored plain ahead like a lone wolf.

The black hair of the shawl floated, the not handsome face was angular, and the body always exuded a burning aura that was incompatible with the surroundings, and even if it was far away, you could still feel the surging blood in its body.

"How big is this Blood Spirit Secret Realm, I can't even see a figure after walking for so long!"

Ascending a raised low peak, I saw a trace of surprise flash in the eyes of this figure, and then a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stopped and looked into the distance, who would this person be if it was not Luo Hao.

There was no day or night in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, and he didn't know how long he had been walking in this blood. I only know that along the way, the ancient mirror boss in the dantian has devoured no less than ten blood spirits.

"I didn't expect that the sky was still dark and bloody just now, and it was a different scene here, and the power of the former sages is really something we can guess!"

On the low peak, Luo Hao was a little amazed, the sky was clear on the blood-colored plain, there was a little dazzling light on the sky, and the ground was no longer muddy and dark.

The dark earth is entangled with a few green grasses and dots of flowers, and the faint fragrance in the air makes people sweep away the haze just now. These grass and flowers in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm are completely different from the outside world, even the smallest ones are more than a meter tall, and the tall ones can even reach tens of meters high, like a towering giant tree.

"With flowers and plants as forests, there are many things, and the changes are endless, and it seems that this is unpredictable. ”

The flowers and plants on the plain are extremely comfortable, but Luo Hao has always maintained a vigilance in his heart when he walks through this intoxicating flower and grass forest.

The Blood Spirit Secret Realm appears once every three hundred years, and creation and crisis coexist. The calmer and more harmonious the environment, the more deadly the hidden crisis is.

The flowers and plants standing side by side like towering giant trees were full of silence, and there was not even a trace of insect chirping, which made people feel a little depressed, and as they continued to go deeper, a strong sense of insecurity began to surge in Luo Hao's heart.

"Come out, even such an intoxicating scent of flowers and plants can't hide the strong smell of blood on your body. Luo Hao suddenly stopped in the flowers and forests, only to see that his face was indifferent, and a surging anger was surging in his eyes.

"Truly!"

At the moment when Luo Hao spoke, a cold wind seemed to blow in the entire flower forest. The flowers and plants trembled, and the laughter of the cold forest rang out, and then a bloody and disgusting breath overflowed from the depths of the flowers and grass forest like a rushing wave.

"It's so strong, I haven't tasted fresh blood food for a long time. "In the shadows of the depths of the forest of flowers and trees, a humanoid creature walked step by step. With each step he took, the blood in the flowers and forests became a little thicker, and the humanoid creature gradually revealed its true face under a few white lights.

This is a man with a slender body and an incomparably handsome appearance. A pair of triangular cold eyes, bloody hair and shawl, a bloody robe automatically followed his march without wind, and there seemed to be blood flowing on his slightly pale skin all the time.

The thick smell of blood was permeating, and the man stopped three feet away from Luo Hao, his scarlet tongue licked his bloody red lips, and his eyes were full of joy, which was a kind of excitement when he saw his prey.

Looking at the blood-robed man in front of him, Luo Hao's heart swelled up with an innate disgust, and his expression was not only a little more solemn, "You are also a blood spirit?", a little unsure that the blood-robed man in front of him seemed to be very different from the blood spirit he had encountered before.

"Blood spirits?hahaha, how can those low-level creatures be compared to me. I can feel the vast flesh and blood in you, and surrendering to me will save you from death. The blood-robed man was extremely arrogant, and his eyes were even more empty, as if surrendering to him was a great gift to Luo Hao.

"It's not a blood spirit!"

The blood-robed man in front of him could never be a blood spirit, although a blood spirit could give birth to spiritual wisdom, but at least it had to condense four magic patterns. From the conversation just now, it can be seen that the blood-robed man's intelligence is no different from that of ordinary people, but Luo Hao has not found a magic pattern at the center of his eyebrows.

"You should be honored that the lowly Terrans are able to serve the great Bloodline. Seeing that Luo Hao didn't speak, the blood-robed man became more and more arrogant, and his head was full of blood and trembling!

"Bloodline!"

The killing intent in his heart rolled, Luo Hao's eyes were full of anger, and the monstrous killing intent was almost bursting out. Luo Hao inhaled deeply to calm himself, madness often makes it impossible to see your opponent clearly.

Looking at the blood-robed man in front of him, Luo Hao also subconsciously licked his chapped lips. He never thought that the blood-robed man in front of him would be a foreign race, one of the great clans of the heavens.

The human race of the Heavenly Ancient Continent will never forget the bloody disaster in the Middle Ages, even if the Middle Ages have ended, even if the records about the Middle Ages are pitiful, but this hatred engraved in the bone marrow has been passed down from generation to generation with the bloodline.

The culprit responsible for that period of medieval darkness is the blood clan, and you can't even imagine what kind of darkness it was, it was a desperate time for the heavenly ancient human race, and there was no hope for it, and it was more miserable than the ghosts of hell.

In the Middle Ages, the blood clan raised the human race as blood food, and used the human skull as a wine cup, and even some blood tribes used the body of the human woman as a hotbed to study blood Gu and cultivate blood babies. Later, I don't know why, the blood clan disappeared from the Tiangu Continent overnight, and the human race was able to breathe.

The Bloods are definitely the mortal enemies of the Terrans, and it is impossible to reconcile the two unless one of them falls. Although Luo Haohao was not the aboriginal of the Tiangu Continent, as a human race, how could he surrender to the blood clan, his mortal enemy.

"What a lowly blood food, submit to me to spare your life, like your ancestors to become a slave of my blood, this is your glory and your only choice. The blood-robed man's voice was arrogant and indifferent, and a hideous and cruel smile flashed in his eyes.

"Hehehehe, I'm curious why you want me to surrender to you, what do you want me to do?" Luo Hao stood in front of the blood-robed man, not at all frightened by the name of the blood clan, but looked at the blood-robed man with a chuckle.

The blood-robed man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the Terran in front of him to ask this, according to the routine, should the Terran kneel down and surrender, is it because his script was opened in the wrong way, and then he said coldly: "Blood food must have the consciousness of blood food, the more you know, the faster you die." ”

"yes, it's going to die very quickly!"

Suddenly, the entire flower and grass forest began to tremble, and the roar resounded, Luo Hao only felt that his spine was hot, and the battle blood in his body had never been as boiling as it was today, and a terrifying and unspeakable battle intent was like a sonorous war song, and it was like an ancient god peak roaring out, which suddenly made the blood-robed man on the opposite side breathe.

The killing sound was sonorous, and under the boiling battle intent, Luo Hao was like a god of war who was in the world, and immediately saw his mouth with murderous intent: "Go back to hell with your bullshit glory, this is your choice." ”

The thunderous roar was like the god king above the nine heavens announcing the judgment of all beings, if he looked at the dantian at this time, he would inevitably find that the golden seal of the battle word at the center of the spirit baby's eyebrows was blooming with a brilliant divine brilliance.

"Hmph, I don't know how to eat blood and try to defy the sky, like ants looking up at the dragon. ”

Hearing a cold snort from the blood clan man, a pair of blood wings opened to cover the sky and the sun, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rose and roared from behind him. In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood flashed with blood-colored light, and Luo Hao could even hear the souls of countless Terran compatriots in the sea of blood roaring and crying.

"Give you one more chance, surrender or die. The blood-robed man spoke again with a hideous expression, and there was a strong bloodthirsty aura in his voice.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar that shook the eons was like the resurrection of the ancient beast king, Luo Hao's answer was simple and violent, and a golden fist struck the nine heavens with a brilliant golden glow in the killing sound. That fist was like a round of divine yang exuding the power of the supreme yang, and the waves of blood in the sky were all shattered under this golden divine yang.

"White Tiger Stepping on the Sun"

Luo Hao roared wildly, his black hair floated wildly like a mad demon, and the roar of battle blood resounded. His expression was extremely firm, this battle must not be lost, regardless of personal honor and disgrace, and the dignity of the human race will never be trampled on by anyone.

"Boom!"

The sound of the golden iron horse resounded through the sky, and the ancient and mottled phantom of the white tiger loomed behind him. Although the white tiger was just a phantom, his body was huge, his eyes were like lightning, and his body was filled with an immortal aura of eternal vicissitudes. The blood-robed man's heart was shaken by the eyes of the white tiger phantom, and the white tiger phantom seemed to have its own will.

"Kill!"

The Blood Terran is a great enemy of life and death, and there is no possibility of dialogue between the two sides, only bloody killing. Luo Hao and the blood clan man each let out a chilling killing sound, like the hell demon king roaring, only to see that behind the blood-robed man, the blood waves were monstrous, almost dyeing the entire sky dome red.

Luo Hao's pupils contracted, and the man of the blood-robed clan slapped down with a palm, and the blood waves in the sky converged into his palms almost instantly, and a strange and blood-colored light erupted.

In a trance, a vague phantom figure dressed in a blood-colored dragon robe and wearing a flat crown appeared behind the blood man on an ancient chariot. I saw a boundless domineering spirit between the phantom figures on the chariot raising their hands, and an invincible emperor shaking the void.

"It is a great honor for you that the Terrans can die in the blood slaughterer!"

The Blood Clan man smiled cruelly, and his voice as cold as death came from the blood-colored light in the sky. The vast blood light seemed to devour everything, and Luo Hao's heart shook wildly, and the blood boiling and beating wildly was almost about to burst out.

"Glory to your uncle! Glory to your whole family!" Feeling the power of the blood clan's martial arts, Luo Hao had to admit that it was indeed extraordinary. The blood-colored palm slapped down on him, like a leaf in a raging river and sea, and the boat was in danger of capsizing at any time.