Tian Kuan did not follow the beast tide into the city, but looked at the inconspicuous small city in front of him. If I'm not mistaken, this should be Matsuma Castle, a very ordinary town in the sensing field.

When he arrived at Matsuma Castle, he was shocked to find that the defenses of Matsuma Castle were intact. This made him immediately cautious, and he passed through several cities larger than Matsuma Castle, and although there was still resistance, the city defenses were already full of holes.

After careful observation, he discovered a strange phenomenon, the level of the blood-patterned beasts near Matsuma City was relatively low.

He couldn't help but suddenly realize that it was no wonder that Matsuma Castle's city defenses could still remain intact.

He walked along the way, constantly hunting the Bloodstreaked Beast, and had the most intuitive judgment of the Bloodstreaked Beast's level. There are many beasts in the induction field, and as time passes, the blood-streaked beasts continue to transform, and the level will become higher and higher.

The sheer number of them will eventually lead them to become the masters of the induction field.

The organization has never tried to breed blood beasts on such a large scale, and what the final situation will turn out to be, there is probably no bottom on it.

Tian Kuan knew very well that they not only needed to race against the time of the Five Elements Heaven, but also against the blood beasts. If the speed of the blood beast's transformation was faster than the speed of the blood cultivation's progress, it would not be a good thing for them.

Once the blood poison breaks out, it fundamentally changes everything. This change is irreversible and uncontrollable, and once the magic box is opened, it is too late to say anything.

But what is not risky? Opportunity is always hidden in risk, and how can people who do big things be afraid of it?

Dead people? What do you do not die people?

Tian Kuan scoffed, only those who are hypocritical and righteous can have such ridiculous thoughts.

He suddenly remembered that when he was on his own that day, that crazy woman ran from this direction?

But there was no smell of the mad woman in the vicinity. She was away for quite some time.

Tian Kuan frowned and pondered, something must have happened around here, although he didn't know what was going on yet, but he was extremely sure that such a special situation would never form naturally.

Bloodstream?

This is the most likely scenario, and the blood refining requires the absorption of a large amount of blood spiritual power. The concentration of blood spirit power in plants is very low. It is difficult to meet the needs of blood refining, and a large number of blood beasts are needed to be able to provide enough blood spiritual power.

However, to cause such a large-scale transformation to be slow, how much blood spiritual power does the mad woman need to absorb?

Even if Tian Kuan calculated casually, he knew that the madwoman would definitely not be able to withstand such an astonishing amount of blood spiritual power.

What would that be?

Tian Kuan couldn't think that the small city in front of him, which looked very ordinary, had become a little unfathomable in his eyes. So he chose a very cautious way and broke the city gates. Lure the Bloodbeast into the city.

If there are any dangerous characters in the city, they will also be exposed in front of such a beast tide.

The gates of the city were suddenly shattered, and Matsuma Castle was suddenly plunged into an unprecedented crisis. The Yuan cultivators who were preparing to hunt on the street suddenly suffered countless casualties.

Lao Zhang's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw the blood beasts rushing madly: "Run!"

As soon as the cloud wings behind him spread, they rushed into the sky, and the other Yuan Xiu hurriedly followed. Look down from the sky. A blood-colored torrent rushed down the streets, shaking the ground. The power is terrifying.

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "The No. 1 team of the courtyard A, they don't have cloud wings!"

Lao Zhang subconsciously lowered his head, and saw the No. 1 team of the courtyard on the ground, trembling in front of the terrifying blood-colored torrent. He could see endless panic, fear, and despair written on those young and immature faces, pale as paper.

"Damn it!"

He couldn't help but curse. The heart is also hopeless.

But the torrent rolling forward on the street has no end in sight, and no one dares to go down to save people.

It's too late!

He closed his eyes in despair.

The No. 1 team on the ground was in a mess at the moment, and everyone was colorless. Of course, they have made great progress compared to before, but in the face of such a devastating torrent of blood beasts. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably and their brains went blank.

Countless heavy footsteps trampled on the brick and stone streets, like countless heavy drums beating in Shi Xueman's hearts, and the shaking earth wailed and shook under the hooves of the beasts, and they were almost unsteady on their feet.

The boom came together, and everything that stood in the way of this torrent was reduced to nothing. The blood beasts didn't seem to see the houses, the ruins, everything in front of them, everything was so fragile.

With their massive bodies, hard scales, heavy steps, hideous fangs, and cold gazes, they seemed to come from hell, carrying death and destruction.

It's too late to retreat at the moment!

"Prepare for battle!"

Shi Xue's hoarse chant was drowned out in this thunderous rumble, so powerless, so pale.

But there are also sober people, Duanmu's face looks a little paler than usual, but the madness in his eyes is more fiery and unscrupulous, and he understands that this is his last struggle before death.

If you can't even fight to the death, it's too embarrassing!

The Yuan Force of the whole body exploded, and the dangerous blue and white flowers quietly bloomed on the ground, they were like stumbling horses in the dark, inconspicuous but full of danger.

The sound of plopping is endless.

Blood beasts were constantly tripping, and in such a dense and wild team, once they lost their balance, the results were self-evident. The fallen blood beast didn't even have time to scream, and it was trampled into meat sauce.

All the ice dew clouds in Shi Xueman's hands were thrown out by her without any distress. As soon as the ice dew cloud flew out, it turned into a wall of fog and swooped down on the beasts.

The two collided, and the mist seeped into the bodies of the more than a dozen blood beasts at the front, and their bodies froze.

Without waiting for the ice dew cloud beads to take effect, the blood beasts behind them had already crushed and trampled on them mercilessly.

The blood-colored torrent did not weaken in the slightest.

"Shoot!"

Jiang Wei and Sang Zhijun led everyone to pull the bowstring frantically, and the arrows sank into the beast herd like raindrops, and blood beasts continued to fall, but they still couldn't stop the blood torrent for a moment.

Unparalleled madness in their advance, nothing could stop these mad blood beasts.

The shaking of the ground became more intense, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing. The herd had rushed to less than fifty meters away from them.

Shi Xueman They could even see their blood-red eyes clearly, and all of them had the deepest despair in their hearts, their brains were blank, and there was boundless fear in their wide open eyes.

The fat man, who was trembling and scared to the extreme, suddenly rushed to Ai Hui, who was standing like a puppet in front of him, and howled dryly with a crying voice: "Ai Hui!

Shi Xueman was like being struck by a bolt of lightning. Right in the center of her vision, the emaciated figure still standing in place like a puppet, unaware of the impending danger and death.

No!

It was as if she saw the fragile puppet, torn like pieces of paper in front of this torrent.

Bastard, we haven't settled our accounts yet...... You still haven't paid back the money you owe me......

Shi Xueman's vision was instantly blurred by tears, okay, everyone is going to die anyway......

Looking down from the sky, the distance between the beasts and the boy is rapidly narrowing, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters......

An unstoppable force that can crush everything. and the figure that was motionless like a puppet, forming an extremely strong visual conflict at this moment.

Strong and weak, rushing and sluggish and still, the torrent of countless strong figures and the thin and lonely figures.

No one knew that when the blood beast group entered Ai Hui's twenty-meter range, the sword fetus in the center of the eyebrows seemed to sense the danger and began to beat.

In a very short period of time, the beating frequency of the sword tire skyrocketed wildly. Breaking through the all-time high in an instant.

When the sword fetus was beating wildly at an unprecedented frequency, Ai Hui's mind was completely focused on the sword. Perception skyrockets. Many details that were previously imperceptible, like islands coming to the surface.

The palm holding the long sword trembled slightly, as if he had woken up from a 10,000-year slumber.

Three-meter ...... Two meters ...... One meter!

The red torrent slammed into the emaciated figure, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Without thinking, the sword in the palm of the hand reacted most directly. A strange whistling sound suddenly sounded from the sword body, and the sword body trembled. Turbulent electric light gushed out from the dense holes of the dragon's spine fire, and in an instant, the dragon's spine fire was wrapped in dazzling silver light, and the rich silver lightning completely flooded the sword body.

The five fingers of the palm holding the hilt of the sword are like pressing the keys in turn, with some indescribable rhythm. Gripping the hilt of the sword, the dragon's spine fire was gently lifted across his chest.

Then, the dragon's spine fire in Ai Hui's hand disappeared.

An incomparably dazzling and brilliant sword light bloomed, and the huge [String Moon] shrouded the thick lightning, like a crescent moon with a delicate silver cage, and it sank into the herd of beasts in front of Ai Hui.

Just like the sun silently exploding, the blazing light that was lit up in an instant filled the heavens and the earth, and all those who witnessed this scene were blinded on the spot.

More than a dozen blood beasts closest to Ai Hui died on the spot.

The sharp crescent moon is the scythe of death.

The lightning that erupted was like countless electric snakes scurrying among the blood beasts, and the bodies of the blood beasts that were hit were numb.

The sudden blindness and lightning paralysis caused many blood beasts to subconsciously slow down. In such a dense and high-speed procession, a sudden slowdown is no different from looking for death.

The blood beast behind collided hard, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Ai Hui was not affected by the silver light at all, his heart without sorrow or joy was an overwhelming beating sound. The sword fetus was beating wildly at an alarming frequency, and Ai Hui's heart was beating at the same crazy frequency, and the mental world was all so dense that it made people beat wildly.

But in this crazy beating, Ai Hui felt that time had become extremely slow, and the world of the sword had expanded a lot.

The huge body of the lifeless blood beast, with an astonishing inertia, crashed into Ai Hui.

As soon as Ai Hui's sword tip was raised, the body of the blood beast flew to the side.

His movements were extremely fast, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch, and the dragon's spine in his hand turned into an illusory mass. He was like an unshakable reef, and all the blood beasts that rushed in front of him were like a flood that had been separated, a torrent of blood, stumps, and corpses, pouring down on both sides at an astonishing speed.

A crashing throbbing sound.

The palm of the hand is too fast to catch the sword.

The frequency of the two is exactly the same!

When the light is gone.

Everyone was stunned to see that in the surging blood-colored torrent, the sword-wielding young man had a thin back, but he was as majestic as a mountain.

A husband is a pass, and he has not retreated half a step. (To be continued.) )