Ruthlessly disposing of the two skeletons, Aslanthia hummed a little song casually, carrying the blood-colored scythe that was much taller than her, and swaggered in the direction in which the skeleton came.

In the demon world, the demons have not studied spells similar to those of humans against the blood, so to a certain extent, the demons who focus too much on the power of ** are weaker in the face of the blood. These wonderful balances between the three clans may seem unreasonable at times, but it is precisely because of this balance that the three clans have been able to survive through the ages in their respective realms.

Aslantia had a smile on her face all the time, but there was always a hint of madness in her smile, like a gambler seeing the dice, full of frenzy.

"Are these the armies of the Western Regions......" Turning over a small hill, the smile on Aslantiya's face instantly expanded, and it was as if she wanted to grin the corners of her mouth to her ears. The blood in his eyes also surged violently, killing intent, excitement, anticipation, and all kinds of emotions constantly changed in them.

Just because she saw that in the valley on the other side of the hill, tens of thousands of undead warriors were gathering, and she was a little dazzled when she saw the dense mushroom-like tents. Without thinking about how to hide herself at all, she clenched the scythe and shouted word by word: "Demon cuties, I'm coming to you!"

At the same time, the surging blood around her could no longer restrain and suddenly rushed out of the cloak, and for a while, the blood in the sky spread out like a storm, and the entire mountain seemed to be covered in the blood mist.

Her shouts echoed through the valley.

Attracted by this shout, tens of thousands of demon soldiers turned their heads almost simultaneously to look at the obviously abnormal hill, and they all got up with their respective weapons, and from the mountain it looked like a black waterhole that set off ripples. For them, the breath of the blood clan is all too familiar, it is the hatred passed down from generation to generation, and it represents the breath of life and death.

"Disperse according to the enemy's formation, don't panic!Captain Demon Bow, let your people retreat to the back, and I will cover the front!" A slightly heavy voice overshadowed the commotion of many skeletons, and with the sound of footsteps that shook the ground, a three- or four-story tall and strong gorilla-like bone spirit rushed out, and waved the broad-bladed bone sword in his hand that was more than two people high and pointed at Aslanthia and said, "I advise you not to provoke us again, our bone spirit clan has always been invincible!"

"Invincible?" pouting and repeating, Aslantia's footsteps not only showed no signs of stopping, but rushed over more rapidly, "A pile of bones left over by others, I want to see if I have the qualifications to say these four words." ”

The bone spirit snorted coldly, and the huge body rushed out with a tooth-aching friction sound, and the heavy bone sword was actually dragged by a bone chain and thrown out by him. Looking at the bone sword that roared away, the bone spirit couldn't help but sneer, for many years, countless demons have mistakenly thought that what they are holding is just a giant sword and resentment under this sudden attack, and it is even less likely that a blood clan on the other side will be wary. If this sneak attack is successful, even the blood clan will be smashed half to death, right?

The skeletons erupted in cheers, as if they had seen the moment of victory. Although the sneak attack of the Blood Clan was purely accidental, they didn't mind disposing of one or two Blood Clans by the way during the march, and if they could get a reward from the lord for this, they might be able to save themselves from dozens or hundreds of years of cultivation.

A flash of astonishment flashed in her eyes, and Aslantia's left arm suddenly erupted with a vapor of blood, and with this sudden thrust, her body suddenly moved half a step to the right back, and then the pale bone blade with a howling wind flew out close to her face, and several severed hairs were instantly churned into crumbs.

Before the footsteps were steady, a sense of crisis suddenly rose. Aslantia hurriedly swung the giant scythe in front of him, and was instantly smashed out by a fist the size of a dining table, and even the blood scythe was thrown far away by the huge force.

One hand smashed into the ground by inertia, and the other hand of the bone spirit quickly grabbed the bone chain connected to the bone sword, and with a loud bang, he pulled back the bone sword violently, and then raised the giant sword again under his feet and swung it towards Aslantia who was flying out upside down: "Die, this is the price of provoking our Western Regions!"

The subtle sound of the blade stabbing into ** echoed on the hillside, and Aslantiya, who fell to the ground, smiled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In front of her, the shield condensed by seven layers of blood qi was pierced by a huge blade. But each of these blood shields was offset by an angle to the side, and the seven layers of shields were lined up, and the bone sword that had originally pierced Aslantiya's heart had been deflected, although it tore a terrifying wound open in her chest, but for the blood clan, such an injury was not even a serious injury.

Slightly surprised, the bone spirit raised his hand to make up for another punch, and was hit by his own fist at such a close distance, the bone spirit was confident that he could end the other party's life.

"Lose......" her lips squirmed, Aslantiya's eyes seemed to see the soul of the other party through the falling fist, but after muttering to herself as if admitting defeat, she added softly, "You." ”

The big fist suddenly stopped on the tip of Aslantiya's nose, and the entire valley fell silent in an instant, because everyone saw that countless blood-colored scythes instantly stabbed out of the bone spirit's body like weeds, and the arm that smashed into Aslantiya was broken into thousands of pieces from the inside by the dense scythe, and fell loosely to the ground.

The bones couldn't move, and he was completely unable to control his body because almost all of his joints had been sealed by the scythe.

Slowly getting up, the deep wound on Aslantiya's chest that could be seen was rapidly healing in the thick of blood. Slowly reaching forward, with a screeching sound of bones shattering, the sickle made of blood and gas slammed open the bone spirit's chest and stabbed out, and she grabbed it in her hand.

With a sudden force of his arm, Aslanthia mercilessly pulled out the blood scythe's deity from the bone spirit's body, looked at the bone spirit in front of him who had almost been split by himself, and said slowly: "A baron-level guy dares to run rampant in front of me, but just because you can force me to use the second form of the weapon, you are proud enough." After all, that's what it takes me three days to recover. ”

"Second Form...... Was it just to make me ignore the scythe that had turned into mist?"

"Demons aren't stupid. ”

After that, she effortlessly provoked the dying bone spirit, and a thick and violent blood qi poured into its body along the scythe blade that pierced the opponent's body, and the bone spirit's already huge body instantly expanded like a balloon, bursting out of thousands of cracks in the blink of an eye, and the tyrannical blood qi threw its torn soul fire into the chaotic sky, and this demon powerhouse with extraordinary achievements turned into a dry bone.

"This kind of thing is really not the supreme commander here. Looking at the army of skeletons that had flinched slightly but were not flustered, Aslantia's originally somewhat restrained blood qi suddenly became furious again, and the corners of his mouth once again lifted a smile full of fighting intent and shouted loudly: "The adjutant was killed by me, don't you plan to show up?"