A lion's roar.

Haken directly summoned his spirit beast Battle Lion, entered the state of half-worm, and his strength soared to the realm of half-step derivation, looking at Jing Buji with a cruel smile:

"I'm not ashamed to say it, Jing Buer! I see that you guys have broken brains, and you dare to trap us here, why are you!"

"It's up to Lao Tzu!"

Another loud shout exploded from the Blood Temple.

The crowd flickered, Old Chief Manji, no, it should be time to remove the old words, Chief Manji walked out of the Blood Temple wearing a hedgehog-like white bone armor.

Manji!

Wu Sen and Haken narrowed their eyes suddenly, and they felt an aura of danger from each other that they had never felt before.

Manji walked out of the gate, strode like the wind, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Haha, Xiaodao, who did you say was in the wrong brain." We set up a trap casually, and as a result, all these fools rushed in...... Hey, Wu Sen, don't you usually have a good brain, why don't you worry about us cheating on you at all?"

Wu Senpi stood without smiling and did not speak, but in his heart, he had already scolded the eighteenth generation of Mo Jiu Ren Ancestor.

Bastard!

I knew that I couldn't cooperate with this unreliable guy, so I didn't think about what the situation was until now?

Could it be that Mo Jiuren betrayed himself, and then set up an ambush on the other side?

But why should they rely on this set of barbarian Ji to see the famous battle armor?

But now the truth of the matter is no longer important, the two sides have stood face to face, and there is only one word left to do - war!

Come, fight!

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to kill you all today!"

Haken's heart was already full of war, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with his opponent, roared angrily, and directly took the lead in charging.

Kill!

His blazing flame aura ignited the entire battlefield, and tens of thousands of warriors from the two major tribes behind him burst out with an earth-shattering battle cry, followed by Haken to charge at his opponent.

The rolling battle intent was about to boil, and Wu Sen danced his hands in the air even more, instinctively wanting to use Gu magic to summon Gu worms, but half of the whole person was stunned, and he put his hand down hatefully.

it!

This can't magnify the trick and it feels really aggrieved!

At the moment when he gritted his teeth and sighed, there was a muffled bang on the opposite side, and the man and the lion had already flown back upside down, and a man and a beast rolled wildly on the ground, turning into a huge ball of flesh and crashing into the army that followed closely behind, and fell into a piece of it, arousing a wail.

What's the situation?

Wu Sen's eyes widened sharply.

Manji, at this moment, a fist was held steadily in the air, and there was a rolling blood god qi on it, as if this white bone iron fist had turned into the most terrifying divine weapon in the world, opening the sky with one punch, and no one could stop it.

What a power this is!

A cold sweat appeared on Wu Sen's head, and he saw that Haken next to him was lying on the ground and directly spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and the balance that was still on par with Manji before was crushed and broken, and the other party's strength was now to the point that he couldn't understand.

Whoosh~~Whoosh~~

At this moment, a cold wind stirred in the air, blowing everyone's hair.

Blood-colored Xuan Qi visible to the naked eye diffused from the Blood God Temple, seeped out from the stones of the Blood God Mountain, and condensed from the great world of heaven and earth void, like swallows returning to their nests, and like streams that converged, they began to converge into Manji's body.

Manji himself exuded a dazzling red light all over his body, and under the attention of all people, as if he was controlling a blood-colored auspicious cloud, he rose from the ground and slowly suspended into the air.

"Go, Gogen Fly...... Derivation, Linghai Derivation!"

Wu Sen only felt that his speech was already weak like a moan, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

He finally understood why the Boiling Blood Tribe set up this so-called big pit tonight, all because of one reason - the wild guitar, and finally the Linghai Method!

"Haken, everyone, run!!"

Without any hesitation, Wu Sen directly let out a throat-tearing scream.

In front of the Yanfa Supreme, no matter how many Spirit Realm masters are scum, there is no chance of winning at all, and escaping is the only glimmer of life that Wu Sen can think of.

But he himself knows that this line of life is ...... It's so slim!

"Rub, want to run!!"

In mid-air, Manji slowly opened his eyes, and there was a shocking blood light bursting from them, and his voice was majestic, like rolling thunder to destroy the world:

"If Lao Tzu lets you run away today, I'll fucking give you a grandson! Haken, you come over and die first!!"

Thundered.

A word exploded the sky.

Manji finally succeeded in triggering the resonance of heaven and earth, and the endless blood-colored Xuan Qi crossed the sky, not past the top of the mountain, and gathered beside him endlessly, at this moment, Manji seemed to have become the master of this side of the world, and he commanded the hand, and he dominated the fate of living beings.

I saw his hands raised high, and a towering figure slowly stood up in the rolling blood-colored sea below, it was the image of a middle-aged man, the figure was as burly as a mountain, his eyes were as bright as a dragon, his long hair was slightly curly to his shoulders, and a round white bone was wrapped around his forehead.

"Lord Blood God!

The Blood Barbarian Warriors of the Boiling Blood Tribe and the Blood God Temple had tears in their eyes and knelt on the ground one after another, and there were no words in the world that could describe their excitement at this time.

On the other side, the majestic Blood God Law Aspect made the enemies of the two major tribes fall into despair.

Haken looked at the belief in the Blood God that had long been abandoned by him, and only felt that this world was so unreal, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Wake up!

This is not true!

This must not be true!

Roar!!

Under a lion's roar, Haken, who was in a desperate situation, still rushed towards Manji with his lion in despair, but the blood god in the air slapped him very casually.

Thundered.

The huge palm wind stirred up blood-colored cyclones, and the combined volume of Haken and his little lion was less than the size of a finger of the blood god's palm, and he was slapped from the air without any suspense, and he was smothered on the ground.

Snap, snap, snap twice.

People seemed to hear the sound of two tomatoes being trampled on with their feet, and the first master of the Haka tribe, with his strongest spirit beast, the war lion, was directly slapped into two pools of rotten meat on the ground with one palm, and he couldn't die anymore.

Well killed!!

For a while, everyone in the Boiling Blood Sword Sect shouted to break the sky, and all these days of miserable grievances and depression were vented, and they were so happy that they exploded.

On Wu Sen's side, he has collectively become mute.

"Ha, Haken......"

Wu Sen's whole body was already soaked with cold sweat, watching the huge palm next to him slowly rise, the two pools of flesh and blood on the ground pulled out long bloodshots, his mouth was full of bitter water, and there was only despair in his heart.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the supreme blood god in the air, and laughed bleakly and crazy:

"Manji, hahahaha, Manji, don't think that you can change your fate when you reach the Law Realm, when the gods come to the world, you will all be ......"

But before he finished speaking, a huge black shadow was pressed down on his head, and a ruthless paw rumbled down.

As soon as the huge force touched the top of Wu Sen's head, he directly stepped on Wu Sen's neck, and his entire head was pressed into his chest, and then his whole body was paralyzed like a man, and he was severely pressed to the ground by the giant foot, which also became a puddle of rotten meat.

When it came, the giant foot still twisted in place a few times, squeezing out a lot of plasma.

The Blood God Law Aspect took a fierce sip in mid-air:

"Phew, there is so much nonsense when death is dying, when I turn around, Lao Tzu will personally go and slaughter your god and stew the soup and drink!"

Domineering!

This is the domineering spirit of the Savage Blood God!

As his descendants, how can he worship those godless false gods, from today on, the boiling blood tribe and the blood barbarian warriors will eradicate all these barbarian aliens who have lost their faith.

Pity Wu Sen, the strongest Gu master of the Soul Devouring Tribe, after all, he didn't succeed in releasing his ultimate move in the Blood God Mountain until he died, and he was so aggrieved that he couldn't even reincarnate......

And with the fall of the two strongest men, there is no longer suspense in today's battle to catch turtles in the urn.

Jing Bu'er waved his long knife and sounded the horn of the general attack:

"Kill me!!"

Kill!

Thousands of Boiling Blood Warriors and Sword Sect disciples rushed out of the Blood God Temple and began to mercilessly slaughter those opponents who had lost their fighting spirit.

This is the battlefield, there is no mercy at all, those so-called slaves of the gods, letting go of one will only add an enemy to their future, they must all be destroyed!

And with the help of the Manji Rebellion, this one-sided battle ended after only one meal, and the endless blood once again soaked the mountain rock in front of the Blood God Temple and dyed red.

Everyone's hands were stained with blood, all the anger and hatred were stretched and vented, and a catastrophe that was originally thought to be the end of the Blood God Mountain was completely reversed.

......

Just when everyone was cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Feng dragged Mo Jiuren, who had already passed out, back slowly.

He looked left and right at the bloody battlefield: "It's over so soon!"

"Ye Feng!"

Yun Fei, who was still wearing thick gauze on his left arm over there, immediately ran over with sharp eyes:

"Why don't you kid see anyone again, you don't come to fight such a cool fight, it's a big loss...... I'll go, this, who's this? Big brother?"

Ye Feng threw Mo Jiuren into Yun Fei's hands, and without explaining to the naïve boy, he went directly to the Blood God Temple to chat with a few bigwigs, the matter of the Boiling Blood Tribe came to an end, but the crisis in Tianyun Mountain was far from being resolved.

"That's right, Yunfei. He suddenly stopped again and said, "Don't leave later, come with me somewhere." ”

"What are you going to do?" Yun Fei was a little nervous and a little expectant every time he heard Ye Feng say this.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and only said three words:

"Look at the night view!"