"Alien Devouring Secret Method?!"

Looking at the blood-colored vortex in the air, Luo Ling was slightly moved.

He had seen such a blood-colored vortex more than once in his previous life, but it was much more terrifying than the one in front of him.

Moreover, this blood-colored vortex only devours the flesh essence of the dead samurai, and what it has seen in the previous life can devour any living thing.

The pinnacle power of the Benevolent Alliance is to use this alien secret method to achieve the purpose of replenishing longevity, which directly leads to large areas of cities and villages becoming no man's land.

The Terrans must use a large formation to perform the secret method of alien devouring, and to maintain the operation of the large array, a large number of people are required.

If it were a foreign race, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

From this, it is concluded that the one who casts the secret method at this moment must be a foreign race.

And this alien race should not be very strong, otherwise it will directly devour living creatures.

It must be destroyed!

Otherwise, the Sargy Wasteland will never be at peace, until it becomes a no-man's land.

Luo Ling took a deep breath and swept down the steps, then jumped onto a wildebeest beast and galloped towards the blood-colored vortex.

Seeing this, Wucang Dao and the other Yuanquan Realm masters all rushed down the steps, rode on the horned horse beast, and followed closely.

Although he didn't know what the blood-colored vortex in the sky was, he knew that its appearance was not a good thing.

At this time, the 30,000 elite soldiers sent by the Faban Department had already died and surrendered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this blood-colored vortex comes from the Alien Devouring Secret Method, you must stop it, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, quickly attack with me!"

Luo Ling quickly came to the bottom of the blood-colored vortex, glanced at the three coalition forces, and said loudly.

"What?

The three Yuanhu Realm Ancestors and Yuanquan Realm masters from Chi Meng, Qing Yu and Jin Niu were all taken aback, and their heads couldn't turn for a while.

Luo Ling blasted out a Yuan Force palm print.

Yuanli's palm print went straight into the whirlpool, without setting off a single wave, like a mud cow entering the sea.

Although the Five Elements Yuan Force is extremely powerful, his cultivation is a short board, and the amount of Yuan Force is too small to destroy the Scarlet Vortex.

It's like a tiny, sharp blade that can cut into an elephant's body, but it can't cause significant damage to it.

Luo Ling swept around and said in a deep voice, "What are you waiting for? Do you want to be devoured by it?"

If he used the Spirit Diagram's blessed Dragon Tooth Knife or Purple Spirit Starfire, he was sure to destroy this blood-colored vortex, but he couldn't do so.

The hole cards are all used, what else to use against this mysterious alien race?

Even if he kills the alien race, he will lose his hole cards, and he will lose the means of deterrence against the three major tribes of Chimeng, Qingyu and Jinniu, and the fate of himself and the Atai tribe will be in the hands of others.

A word woke up the person in the dream, and the ancestors of the three major tribes of the Yuanhu Realm began to bombard the blood-colored vortex.

All the masters of the Yuanquan Realm, including the Atai Division, and the late stage of the Zhuyuan Realm and the Great Perfection Samurai all shot.

The blood-colored vortex in the air gave them a strong sense of evil and crisis, and they basically believed Luo Ling's words.

It's better to believe that there is such a thing as alien race and devouring secret law.

Suddenly, one after another Yuanli fist prints and palm prints converged into turbulent waves, blasting towards the blood-colored whirlpool.

The Yuan Force of the three Yuan Lake Realm Ancestors was relatively strong, and after hitting the blood-colored vortex, they drove straight in, and the Yuan Spring Realm and Zhuyuan Realm Yuan Force attacks followed, crushing all the way.

The blood-colored vortex was bombarded continuously, and it trembled violently and became unstable.

Poof!

A moment later, the blood-colored vortex shattered and turned into a blood-colored storm that swept all around.

Bang bang ......!

Many Yuan Realm warriors were knocked away by this storm, and the Body Refining Realm exploded directly.

The power of the storm waned, and as it spun, a slightly embarrassed figure sprang out of it.

"Ban Yishui?"

"How could it be him?"

The three Yuanhu Realm Ancestors let out an exclamation with a ghostly expression.

They had all seen Ban Yishui before, so they naturally recognized him.

Is he a foreign race?

How is this possible?

Who would have thought that the one who had just cast the secret method of the alien race was actually the ancestor of the Faban Department who had disappeared.

The Devouring Secret Method was interrupted, Ban Yishui's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and he stared at Luo Ling and said sharply: "You Terran kid knows a lot!

After speaking, he suddenly scattered his cultivation, and his momentum was like a tide, sweeping towards Luo Ling.

"What? Isn't he the peak of the early stage of the Yuanhu Realm? When did he become so strong?"

When they felt the fluctuation of Ban Yishui's cultivation, the three Yuanhu Realm Ancestors were all taken aback.

Today's Ban Yishui has already left them far behind, and his cultivation is at least in the late stage of the Yuanhu Realm.

Luo Ling was also secretly surprised, but he didn't flinch, as long as the strength of this alien race did not exceed the Yuanhu Realm, he thought he could deal with it.

Ban Yishui's speed was as fast as lightning, and his body flashed in a flash and he came to Luo Ling and slapped it with one palm.

Boom!

Luo Ling had just entered the Zhuyuan Realm, and his speed was definitely not as fast as the Yuanhu Realm, and he couldn't dodge the palm that Ban Yishui struck out, he was directly hit, and his body flew up instantly, and then smashed on the ground, smashing out a human-shaped pit.

"Luo Ling!"

Wu Cangdao was taken aback and hurriedly swept towards Luo Ling.

Since the appearance of the blood-colored vortex just now, the development of things has exceeded Luo Ling's original plan, and now Luo Ling was knocked away by Ban Yishui, life and death were uncertain, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

If Luo Ling hangs up, the Atai Department will also be unable to escape.

The three Yuanhu Realm Ancestors thought to themselves that they were definitely not Ban Yishui's opponents, and they couldn't beat them together, and they didn't act rashly.

As soon as Wucang Dao swept half the distance, he saw Luo Ling in the pit suddenly stand up and jumped out of the pit lightly.

Everyone's eyes shrank in disbelief.

They thought that Luo Ling would definitely die.

Even the three tribal ancestors of the Yuanhu Realm also thought so.

Not to mention Luo Ling, who has only built the Yuan Realm, even if they are hit by Ban Yishui, they will have to shed their skin if they don't die.

However, not only did Luo Ling not die, but he also looked like he was nothing.

Ban Yishui's gloomy eyes looked Luo Ling up and down, revealing surprise.

The palm he had just now was almost a full blow, enough to burst any Zhuyuan Realm.

However, after the blow, Luo Ling seemed unscathed, and it was strange that he was not surprised.

Luo Ling jumped out of the pit, slapped the dirt on his body, looked at Ban Yishui calmly, without fear, and said, "Come and don't be rude, take me a move!"

Between the words, a cold light shot out from his body.

It is a dragon tooth knife implanted with a Xuan-level lower-grade attack spirit diagram, and its power has surpassed that of a lower-grade spirit weapon.

Before leaving the customs, he meditated on the Xuan-level low-grade defense spirit map to bless his body.

The strength of Ban Yishui's palm just now was completely dissolved by the defensive spirit map on the surface of his body, and he was only shocked by the strength that was instantly infused into the surface of his body, except for a slight shock to his internal organs, he was almost unharmed.

Medium-grade spiritual weapons?

Ban Yishui's expression changed slightly, his body trembled violently, and instantly became blood-red, squirming strangely, as if his body was just a ball of flowing blood.

Burst!

The cold light blinked through Ban Yishui's blood-colored flesh, cutting out a crack in his blood-colored flesh and bringing out a few drops of blood.

However, as the blood-colored flesh squirmed, the rift disappeared in an instant.

Blood!

When the dragon tooth knife returned to the dantian, Luo Lingxing's eyes shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "You are from the one-horned blood wolf clan, and you are also a blood wolf general. ”

The alien race is just a general term, the one-horned blood wolf clan is one of the races, and the blood transformation technique is the unique secret technique of this alien race, and only the blood wolf will be able to perform it.

The members of the one-horned blood wolf clan are divided into blood wolf soldiers, blood wolf guards, blood wolf generals, blood wolf kings, and blood wolf emperors according to their strength.

The strength of the blood wolf general is terrifying, and it is definitely not something that the Terran Yuanhu Realm can compete with.

"Boom ......!"

Ban Yishui burst out with a strange laugh, and the Dragon Tooth Knife did not cause substantial damage to it.

Then, his body changed drastically, and he soon turned into a wolf with a single horn on his head and a blood-red body, and he said: "I didn't expect that you, a human Terran kid, actually knew about the one-horned blood wolf clan." Now that you know the future calendar, do you think there is still a need to resist?"

Looking at the strange scene in front of them, everyone was dumbfounded, and their hearts were shocked.