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The old man's voice fell, and from the huge spirit boat, tens of thousands of cultivators flew down.

These cultivators were dressed in uniform uniforms, or flying with swords, or wielding various magic weapons, each exuding powerful spiritual energy fluctuations. Of these tens of thousands of cultivators, half of them were actually cultivators of the Jindan period! The rest were at least high-level cultivators in the foundation building period!

Since the large island protection array of Qingling Island had been broken at this time, all important defensive measures had also been wiped out by the salvo of Lingzhou just now.

Therefore, at this time, the tens of thousands of cultivators of this Xuan Array Sect descended on Qingling Island as if they had entered a no-man's land, and began to launch the bloodiest massacre and suppression.

They don't care if the other party is a mortal or a cultivator, but as long as they are human, they all mercilessly inspire powerful spells, sacrifice magic weapons that are completely born for war, blast out spells like the harvest of death, showing a crushing posture, and carry out inhumane slaughter in all corners of Qingling Island.

And these cultivators of the Xuan Array Sect, all with resolute faces, in the face of such a bloody massacre, none of them had any wavering expression.

As if they had long been accustomed to doing such things, and for them, repression and massacres were a matter of daily occurrence.

The old man looked at the scene in front of him, looking like he was in control of the overall situation.

Then he looked high into the sky.

At this time, the blood pool, which was as huge as the spirit boat, was still eyeing it.

"Since you don't want to go, don't go. ”

After speaking, the old man reached out a huge spiritual energy hand, covering the sky as if one hand was covering the sky, towards the pool of blood.

But at this time, a huge bloody hand also poked out from the blood pool, directly knocking back the old man's spiritual energy big hand with one palm, and where the two palms collided, even under the huge spiritual pressure, a crack in the Sisi space flashed.

This is the terrifying effect of a powerhouse at the level of the Transformation Stage, after colliding with one blow with all his might.

"The deity does not kill the nameless, and reports the name quickly. ”

From the pool of blood, the terrifying figure of the demon monarch emerged.

He stood in front of the blood pool like this, and the old man standing on the spirit boat was opposite in the air.

"But a little demon in the middle of the earth dares to claim to be respectful, it's ridiculous. The old man said with contempt.

"You think that the deity is afraid that you will not succeed. The Demon Monarch said angrily, "My Blood Demon Island has been planning Qingling Island for a hundred years, how can I allow you to pick peaches halfway like this?"

"Haha, a hundred years? Do you know that a thousand years ago, our Xuanling Formation Sect had already captured Qingling Island? If it weren't for the fact that Guiyuan Zhenren did not hesitate to sacrifice himself at the last moment and launched the self-proclaimed Great Array, this Qingling Island would have been owned by us a long time ago. ”

The old man looked at the Demon Monarch and said jokingly: "And you still dare to covet my Xuanjing Sect's property at this time?" Don't you know that your Blood Demon Island is also among the targets of our Xuanjing Sect this time. Now is the Age of Extinction after the Dark Ages, and the entire Nine Heavens is doing the final integration, and any remaining small forces will no longer have any room to survive. ”

"How dare you do this? My Blood Demon Island is not as weak as Qingling Island, so I'm afraid you won't dare to come. The Demon Monarch said in a condensed voice.

"Do you dare to come, you have to fight to know, I will take you first and then kill your Blood Demon Island!"

After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but say, boundless murderous aura poured out, only to see him sacrifice a set of serial magic weapons connected to the son and mother, showing thousands of complex changes, hiding a fierce killing machine, and attacking the demon king.

This serial magic weapon connected by son and mother is the natal magic weapon of the old man, called Taiyi serial lock. It has a total of 108 rings, made of Taiyi cold iron, which can unfold infinite changes. It is difficult for a monk at the beginning of the ordinary god stage to resist.

However, the Demon Monarch's spike just stretched out his hand, and an extremely thick blood-colored spear appeared in his hand.

He slashed the blood-colored spear forward, and a blood-colored blade thousands of meters wide swung out, directly blocking the first wave of the Taiyi Chain Lock.

"Good guy, it's actually a middle-level demon monarch, no wonder you have a little confidence to speak. ”

The cultivation of the demon clan, each major realm is also divided into four small realms like the cultivators.

They are, low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and pinnacle.

The demon monarch who came to attack this time on this Blood Demon Island turned out to be a mid-level cultivator, and he was really strong.

"You decent people who seem to be righteous and evil, are the most shameless, and you like to talk about it. I'm going to see if you can block my blow. ”

After the Blood Clan Demon Monarch finished speaking, he directly pushed the blood-colored spear forward, and endless blood poured out from the blood pool, wrapping around his body.

Then, he gently pushed the blood-colored spear forward in this way, seemingly slowly, but in fact extremely fast.

A long rainbow thousands of meters through the sun was stabbed out by it like this.

The old man's reaction was also very fast.

In the hundredth of a breath in his hand, he pulled out an incomparably complicated hand duel.

Then he flicked his sleeves, and a huge Tai Chi Xuan Array appeared in front of him.

As soon as this Tai Chi Xuan Array was generated, it swallowed a huge amount of spiritual energy and began to rotate rapidly.

Almost at the same moment, according to the blood-colored Changhong of the whole day, with a fierce killing intention, it arrived in an instant, bombarding the Taiji Xuan Array.

This super powerful blow that could have opened up mountains and ground, unexpectedly collapsed layer by layer under the rotation and grinding of the Taiji Xuan Array.

But the last remaining piece of the blood-colored spear still shattered the Taiji Xuan Array with a bang.

However, the remaining bit of strength was shattered by the old man's understated hand.

"The middle stage of the transformation stage, sure enough, there are some means. ”

After the Blood Clan Demon Monarch finished speaking, the whole person floated above the middle of the blood pool, and under his control, the huge blood lake in the entire blood pool began to rotate violently, forming a super whirlpool.

Then this big whirlpool was directly trampled under the feet of the Blood Clan Demon Monarch, forming a wave, and its power was incomparable.

"In that case, then let you taste the power of my Blood Demon Island's blood pool. ”

Seeing this, the old man stretched out his hands, and the entire huge spirit boat exuded a terrifying momentum, and the huge spiritual energy cannon barrels revealed their hideous side.

"Haha, then I'll let you know that my Xuan Array Sect is powerful at exterminating the Wild Boat. ”

A super battle in the air, on the verge of breaking out!

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And at this time, it was a miserable scene on Qingling Island.

Every moment, there are countless cultivators, countless mortals, who die under the slaughter.

After experiencing the initial panic, in the face of such existential pressure, the tens of thousands of surviving cultivators on the island began to resist spontaneously, but these resistances were all scattered, and everyone could only fight on their own, struggling in despair.

And the old man understated that the real person of Tuomu climbed out of the deep embedded mountain at this moment.

When he suppressed the serious injuries in his body, he climbed to the top of the mountain.

Looking at such a tragic scene on Qingling Island, looking at the mortals, the cultivators, who kept being slaughtered in the most tragic way, and after listening to the endless wail, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes of Tuomu Zhenren.

"Why is this happening! I really want to save Qingling Island!"

......

On this isolated island, which has fallen into complete despair, there is still a group of people who have not given up the last hope.

Still doing the last, maybe useless, but still an effort that can't be abandoned!