The sound is small, and in the noisy and noisy battlefield, it is almost inaudible.

However, Helian Tianxiao was the time when his perception was the keenest, and an unspeakable sense of danger came to his mind. He looked up at the sky above him, a look of confusion on his face.

Could it be that enemy reinforcements have arrived?

The first thing he thought of was Shi Xueman's Heavy Cloud Spear, could it be that the beast camp had been solved?

Wrong direction!

If it was the spear of the heavy clouds, it must have come from the direction of the wind curtain, how could it appear above his head?

And the sound was so strange, like something was separating it......

Helian Tianxiao, who suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, made the other soldiers a little confused. They didn't know what the leader was doing, was there something wrong in the sky? Some of the soldiers raised their heads one after another, but their eyes widened and they didn't see anything unusual.

High in the sky above the battlefield, deep in the sky, clear and high.

In the daytime, it is as clear as glass, and at night, the light of the stars overhead pierces it effortlessly. Violent golden winds fill every inch of space here, and they never stop all year round. There was not a single cloud in sight, no water vapor pooled, and the furious golden wind tore apart anything that entered the airspace.

Only a powerful creature like a cloud whale that sits at the top of the food chain, and a strong person like Le Buleng, can come and go freely in the depths of the sky.

And today, a group of uninvited guests came.

The furious golden wind did not give them any obstacles.

Countless lightsabers, like a huge school of glowing fish, roared along with a roar and a blazing stream of fire.

Below is the vast expanse of land, and the distant curved horizon is wrapped in darkness and starry sky, and the view becomes different here. The fierce battlefield is insignificant, nothing more than a point of light smaller than the tip of a needle, flickering and darkening.

Bathed in soft starlight, the lightsaber is like pulling out a dazzling straight light mark, as brilliant as a meteor shower.

The light marks looked unusually slender, but no matter how violent the golden wind was, it still couldn't tear them off.

With a roar, the lightsaber began to accelerate.

The blazing red flames from the friction of the tip of the sword became even more brilliant, like a long bright red ribbon raised, and the sound of hunting. Tens of thousands of lightsabers, tens of thousands of red flames, and tens of thousands of roars converged to produce tremors, bringing an unprecedented impact to this empty space.

Burst.

The lightsaber at the front pierced through the golden wind layer, and above it, a flowing fire like bright red silk had not yet dissipated in the golden wind.

A lightsaber pierced through the golden wind and appeared around it.

The trembling roar and the dazzling silk flames remained in the golden wind, and they were like an iron army wearing stars and moons, traveling thousands of miles, completing the final assembly in silence.

Layer upon layer, dense, the light is not flowing as before, and the chill escapes in silence.

Zheng!

Ten thousand swords rang out in unison, and the majestic sword roared throughout the earth.

Woohoo!

The lightsaber turned into streams of light and shot down.

The sky above his head suddenly lit up, stabbing Helian Tianxiao's pupils shrank, and his heart jumped violently, what was that?

The next moment, a sword as thick as a bell sounded overhead, and Helian Tianxiao's face changed.

"Be careful......

Before he could alert the others, Sen Ran's sword intent approached the Heavenly Spirit Cover on his head, and in an instant, his hairs stood on end, causing a layer of goosebumps.

Not daring to hesitate, his figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed forward.

Helian Tianxiao's mind is very clear, and there is a way to live forward!

As long as you rush into the opponent's defense line and mix with Yuan Xiu, you can dodge the attack from the sky.

He hadn't figured out who was above his head yet, but the thrill of his heart at the moment told him how dangerous it was. The intuition formed by the battlefield for a long time, like the instinct of the body, is often foreshadowed before he can think clearly.

However, as soon as he took two steps, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he stopped his body urgently, with a look of surprise on his face.

Dozens of swords appeared in front of them, and they appeared at some point, without warning.

The sword was of a very ordinary shape, emitting a dim red light, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace. They began to spin and spin like a school of nimble swimming fish, chasing each other to form a circular sword curtain.

An indescribable aura spread, and the space around the circular sword curtain became blurred,

[Three Yin and Three Yang Great Sword Ring]!

The sword curtain alternates yin and yang, and it is uncertain. Compared to the [Three Yin and Three Yang Great Sword Rings] that dealt with Song Xiaoxiao, the [Three Yin and Three Yang Great Sword Rings] in front of Helian Tianxiao were several times larger, if it was like a door before, it is now a wall.

Helian Tianxiao was not shocked by the changes in the sword curtain, but felt a familiar aura on these lightsabers that seemed to be burned red.

The breath of blood spiritual power.

No, it's a higher-order power than blood spiritual power......

Your Majesty!

Helian Tianxiao was a spirit, and the blood on his face faded cleanly, pale as paper. For any blood cultivator, the fear of the Emperor Saint is an instinct imprinted in the blood. Even if Helian Tianxiao wanted to take his life, he would not be able to react in any other way except to be killed, and he would not even have the slightest sense of resistance.

But soon, Helian Tianxiao reacted, Your Majesty is obviously impossible, there is only one possibility, holy relics!

Who got the blood of the gods?

How could divine blood fall into the hands of Yuan Xiu?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he forced himself to calm down, now was not the time to think about it. Out of the corner of his eye, a few cold lights flashed, and a sense of danger rose in his heart again.

Several sword rays shaped like a crescent moon flew staggered and shot at the lightning level. Their arcs are complex and weird, elusive, and they are Ai Hui's [Six Moons]!

Damn it!

Helian Tianxiao's eyes were cold, and the bone palm shrouded in black mist slapped in the air.

At the moment when the six sword rays staggered, a powerful force surged, and the six sword rays suddenly collapsed.

Obviously, he succeeded in the blow, but Helian Tianxiao's heart sank, and he knew that his worries just now had come true. The enemy must have obtained the holy relics! Those six sword rays just now obviously had a suppressive effect on his blood and spiritual power.

Song Xiaoxiao's Silver Frost Department......

It was only then that he realized why the Silver Frost had not attacked the enemy's flank for a long time. His face showed a miserable look, and the Silver Frost Department was afraid that it had been wiped out.

Through the sword curtain, Qian Dai had already fallen on his back, and the remaining tower gunners were obviously panicking. The tower gunners were unprepared for the sudden reinforcements, and even forgot to take advantage of the opportunity to harvest their lives.

It's close to the end of the world, it's really close to the end of the world!

Helian Tianxiao calmed down instead, and when he sensed the divine blood aura on the lightsaber, he knew that there was no chance of winning this battle. There is only one person in the most powerful sword cultivator of the Matsuma faction, Ai Hui!

Is it Ai Hui? It must be, who else but Ai Hui?

Helian Tianxiao didn't know where Ai Hui got the divine blood, but he knew that Ai Hui, who had the power of divine blood, was no longer something that the Six Divine Sect could compete with.

The only one who can deal with Ai Hui is His Majesty, or She Yu, who also has the power of divine blood.

Helian Tianxiao sighed in his heart that the world is impermanent.

The sky overhead, light rained down, and the earth was illuminated.

Helian Tianxiao sighed in his heart, feeling that creation made people. Just a little, yes, just a little, and I succeeded. It's a pity that the enemy is also a group of respectable opponents.

The sword light fell from the sky like a waterfall, and the sharp hiss was breathtaking, like the irregular sword light of broken porcelain, which had a special beauty.

He didn't know that this was Ai Hui's self-created [Broken Porcelain Sword].

But today's [Broken Porcelain Sword] weather is very different, it used to be a sword made of broken porcelain, but now it is a torrent waterfall composed of broken porcelain, falling from the sky and covering a radius of several miles.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run.

Helian Tianxiao watched in despair as the sword sank into the soldiers' bodies, and pillars of blood shot out one after another. The screams were incessant, and one by one familiar figures fell, rivers of blood flowing, staining his vision red.

He suddenly tilted his head and laughed.

"Hahaha, Ai Hui, the power of divine blood is easy to use? Your Yuan Cultivation is at the end of the road, and Divine Cultivation is the future, isn't it?"

The last two sentences of "are you not" He was hoarse and his face was hideous.

The sword rained down like drops.

The black mist around Helian Tianxiao churned violently, and the wails and screams inside were incessant, and they tried their best to resist the sword, but the sword was like a red-hot iron sword inserted into the frozen butter, effortlessly.

Puff puff, blood flowers bloom.

He didn't run away, even though he was able to run away. Leave everyone here, run away like a lost dog, and live in this world for a long time?

That's more painful than death!

He had endless remorse in his heart, and his greed for merit led to the annihilation of the entire army, and he had no face to survive. He was also relieved that they had done their best, victory was close at hand, and they were making people.

How ironic it is to go deep into the enemy camp and die under the power of divine blood.

Helian Tianxiao laughed wildly: "The blood of the gods, it is indeed the blood of my gods!

He stood stubbornly, with countless blood holes all over his body, and blood was gushing.

Corpses littered the field, and almost in the blink of an eye, there were no more standing companions around him. The wailing on the ground gradually quieted down, and the convulsive figure gradually became motionless. Their bodies, and the ground next to them, were filled with lightsabers.

When he saw that the lightsaber was greedily absorbing blood and flesh, Helian Tianxiao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Ai Hui, it turns out that you are already a divine cultivator! Suck flesh and blood, a person in my generation! Be good, good! My divine kingdom will dominate the world, and it will be just around the corner!"

If you suck flesh and blood, it must be blood cultivation!

Even in the Kingdom of God, only those very few blood cultivators who cultivated particularly cruel and domineering exercises needed to suck flesh and blood.

It turns out that Ai Hui is a blood cultivator!

Helian Tianxiao laughed so much that tears and snot flowed out, he felt that this was too absurd, too ridiculous.

Loulan, who came desperately, heard Helian Tianxiao's wild laughter, and he suddenly felt that this person was a little pitiful, and he had a trace of compassion......

Bang, Helian Tianxiao, whose consciousness began to become blurred, was awakened by a sudden voice, and he forced himself to muster up the last trace of strength and opened his eyes.

In front of him, there was a row of sand characters.

"You guessed wrong!"