On the battlefield, everyone looked at the two figures in front of them, and they didn't dare to move their steps.

The girl in red was surrounded by a killing god, and countless blood swords roared like ancient fierce beasts. As far as the king could see, the blood dried up, and the plants and trees died.

Only the red robe, the bloody robe flew desolate in the void.

Lin Cangxue struggled to get up and walked into the domain of the Killing Sword Dao, the phoenix behind her groaned, and the sonorous sound was endless, making a monstrous fire covering the wasteland.

Lu Han coughed and got up, holding a puddle of muddy white chubby, and stepped into the domain of the Killing Sword Dao with trembling legs, walking side by side with the three of them.

At this moment, five teenagers who were no more than twenty years old walked on the battlefield of broken and bloodshed, as if they were in a no-man's land.

Thousands of troops dare not stop.

Don't dare to speak loudly.

Then, the Dixuan Shuangzi Camp reunited, with Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan as the front, opening the way ahead.

Thousands of warriors looked unwilling, but they didn't dare to move their steps for half a minute, fear had already been carved into their bone marrow, and the surging blood sword made him feel the abyss of death.

"Sister Xue, I'll take Brother Lin Huang home, I'll definitely find a way!"

Jun Chengcheng whispered.

"Xiao Huang won't die!"

Lin Cangxue nodded with a cold expression.

Bang.

At this moment, an earth-shattering bang sounded in front of everyone.

Zhao Huangtu raised his head, only ten zhang ahead, there was a middle-aged man in a bloody robe who was hunting, holding half a dragon vein, and his eyes fell on Jun Chengcheng's body.

That's the Blood God Hou.

"Leave Long Yuan, Ben Hou give way!"

The blood god Hou Senhan spoke, his eyes full of coldness.

In the field, Jun Chengcheng was silent, still staggering forward, not paying any attention to the Blood God Hou, but the blood sword around him let out an increasingly terrifying roar.

"Dixuan Double-Character Battalion, protect my young master, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

Zhao Huangtu raised his arm, and his voice was like thunder.

Only as soon as the words fell, hundreds of iron horsemen brazenly fought towards the Blood God Hou.

Between heaven and earth, the war resumed.

Hundreds of iron horsemen rushed towards the Blood God Marquis, with a resolute determination in their eyes.

In just an instant, over the battlefield, a shadow emerged, and the black line cage in the palm of the Blood Yin Marquis trapped hundreds of iron horsemen.

On the battlefield, a drop of blood transformed into the figure of the Bloody Linghou, who was like a thunderbolt, killing Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan.

Thundered.

The battle under the sky was endless, and one after another, the iron horsemen and mayflies rushed to the front of the Blood God Marquis, and exploded directly.

The roaring fire dispels the shadows.

Killing Sword Dao cuts through the black line cage.

Blood Spirit Hou pierced Shen Qingshan's chest with one palm and flew Zhao Huangtu with one punch.

The Blood God Hou slapped his palm in the air and took off the head of a piece of the Iron Rider of the Dixuan Double-Character Battalion.

Iron riding like a river, fearless to go forward and succeed, at the cost of life, but also to pave a way for everyone to leave.

Shen Qingshan roared furiously, killing the Blood Spirit Marquis like a mad demon.

The blood god Hou chanted loudly, reproducing the blood moon in the sky, and the ten fingers shot out thousands of blood lines, only in a few breaths, hundreds of iron horses took root in white, describing the withered old man as a drooping old man.

A big battle, bloodshed!

The three major blood marquis of the Blood Spirit Palace, with their invincible realm and strange exercises, crushed the Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion with extremely powerful means to suppress Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan.

Even the Killing Sword Dao slashed the Blood God Marquis with the power to deprive him of flesh and life.

The flames of fire could not completely dispel the shadows of the void and the flowing blood.

"Come on!"

At this moment, a roar that shook the mountains and rivers sounded in the void, and I saw an extremely burly giant fall from the void and step on the Blood God Hou.

That was Liu Cangsheng's fierce slave.

Bang.

On the broken battlefield, the fierce slave smashed a big hole on the ground, only to see the latter's eyes dyed with anger, staring at the half of the dragon vein in the hand of the Blood God Hou, and the killing intent was monstrous.

Above the sky, more than twenty Wuhou puppets controlled by the Blood Spirit Hall appeared and vowed to surround and kill the murderous slaves.

"Kill!"

The fierce slave roared and roared, and his mountain-like body suddenly struck out in the air, and with one punch, he smashed the heads of the two martial marquis.

The Blood God Marquis's face was pale, looking at the invincible fierce slave, secretly scolding the Wuhou puppet for being incompetent, and then the strange distorted body, together with the Blood Spirit Hall Shuanghou, stalked towards the fierce slave.

Mountains and rivers roared, and great earthquakes trembled.

A bloody melee kicked off again.

The three of them in the Blood Spirit Hall fought against the fierce slaves, and their bodies were extremely weird and exquisite, and they avoided the terrifying killing moves of the fierce slaves countless times.

At the same time, the Blood God Marquis did not forget to control the martial marquis who had turned into puppets to kill the king.

On the battlefield, Jun Qicheng still staggered forward, and the killing sword path around his body expanded to three hundred zhang, and with an absolutely brazen attitude, he cut off the heads of one martial marquis after another.

The Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion regrouped again and fought invincible.

Zhao Huangtu carried Shen Qingshan, who was on the line of life and death, and killed bloodily.

Boom.

On the battlefield, the battle continued, and the terrifying aura and power suppressed the Quartet, causing the thousands of warriors to retreat for ten miles, looking at the scene ahead in shock.

At this time, the remaining black robes in the Blood Spirit Hall were killing towards the thousands of martial artists, and the blood crows around them flew and let out a terrible scream.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of black robes will be deployed in a blood sacrifice array, controlling the soul of the warrior, or directly killing the warrior.

If you get the dragon vein, you can get the luck to wrap yourself!

And since the beginning of the dragon vein, I didn't see the pouring weather and the clothes were clothed, but I saw the mountains and rivers stained with blood, and the corpses of thousands of people.

Qin Xuance fainted to death, and most of his life span was killed.

Bai Xiaopang was bleeding, his flesh and bones were broken, and his life and death were unknown.

The curse of the heavens in the forest wilderness, and then the demon, about to die of bloodshed.

Xuanyuan has no soul to return to heaven and earth.

Most of the casualties in the Dixuan Double-Character Battalion are dead, and there is not one in ten tens of thousands of warriors!

For a whole day, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the heavens and the earth changed color. To this day, the war is still tragic, and the Blood Spirit Hall is holding half of the dragon vein, wanting to seize the dragon yuan again.

Its strength is strong enough to deter half of the field!

Thundered......

On the battlefield, the fierce slave roared again and again, but it was difficult to crush the three marquis of the Blood Spirit Hall with rigidity and softness. The Blood God Marquis and the others, but they couldn't break the invincible flesh of the fierce slave, and the battle was comparable.

On the other side, Zhao Huangtu was seriously injured, but it was difficult to fight again.

More than 20 martial marquis joined forces, and after all, they broke through the killing sword path and suppressed Jun Qicheng and the others with countless terrifying attacks.

Thousands of warriors roared, wanting to slash the black robe of the Blood Spirit Palace, but it was difficult to resist the power of the blood crow entering the body, and one by one they finally turned into respectful slaves and stood behind the black robe.

In just half an hour, the Blood Spirit Hall was already in charge.

Be invincible!

Recite!

At this moment, there was a groan in the void, and the righteousness of the world suddenly appeared.

In just a few breaths, an invincible sharp qi overturned from the sky, and the roar of the wind and clouds spread all over the mountains and rivers, shaking the void in all directions.

Countless people looked up......

I saw that in the long sky, a blood-colored and broken battle flag came through the clouds, carrying the sharp momentum of the god to block the killing god, and plunged into the blood-stained earth with a sonorous sound.

The battle flag rolled up, as if the wind and clouds were opening and closing, and the word bloodstained was painted on it:

Regulus!

(End of chapter)