At the forefront of the Blood Demon army stood several tall Blood Demons, twice the size of ordinary Blood Demons. The blood qi on these blood demons was extremely amazing. He actually reached the realm of a rare blood immortal. The one at the head was actually a late-stage blood immortal.

There are three levels of blood immortals, and the initial blood immortals are equivalent to the earth fairyland. The mid-stage blood immortal is equivalent to the heavenly immortal stage, while the late-stage blood immortal is equivalent to the late heavenly immortal stage.

And at this moment, the ugly late-stage blood fairy in the middle sneered, his eyes showed a murderous aura, and said with a smile; "Humans, you can't stop us!"

Thousands of miles away, standing at the front of the Chiyan Army was a middle-aged man with a long sword, like a sword immortal. This middle-aged man's name is Zhao Deyi, and he is a mid-stage cultivator. It was an elder of the Chiyang Gate, and at this moment, Zhao Deyi shouted; "Blood Demon, don't want to step into Red Flame City!"

"Haha, how can a little human be able to stop our great blood demon clan! Since you are obsessed, let's die all! The late-stage blood fairy who spoke sneered.

"Kill, kill!"

As soon as the blood immortal's words spoke, behind him, the army of 600,000 blood demons roared wildly. Only one-third of these Blood Demon armies are true Blood Demon clans, and the remaining two-thirds are human beings who have been assimilated by Blood Demons.

Once assimilated by the Blood Demon, he will never be able to recover his human body. However, even the lowest-level blood slave has a terrifying period of tribulation. Although it is much worse than the cultivation of the human Tribulation Period, it is better than the quantity.

Most of the Red Flame Army in front of him were cultivators of the Combined Tribulation Period, not only in terms of number less than their opponents, but also in terms of strength, they were not the opponents of the Blood Demon Army on the opposite side.

"Kill!" Zhao Deyi drew his sword and roared lowly, and the Chiyan Army's side suddenly became murderous.

"Human immortals, suffer death!"

When a blood immortal spoke, the entire figure disappeared in place, and the next moment, he actually came to Zhao Deyi. A palm with endless blood and qi slashed fiercely.

Zhao Deyi was taken aback, he didn't expect the speed of the blood immortal to be so terrifying. The next sword slashed over, and a fiery red sword light that was ten miles long swept through the void. The blood immortal dodged very quickly, just shook his shoulder slightly, and appeared in front of Zhao Deyi, and with a palm, it directly hit Zhao Deyi's chest!

Rumble!

As a terrifying sound sounded, I saw Zhao Deyi's body flying straight over, and Zhao Deyi twisted his body with difficulty in mid-air. Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and looked at the smiling blood fairy in the distance. There was a look of horror in his eyes, the strength of the blood immortal was so terrifying.

"Red Flame Sword Technique!"

Zhao Deyi held a long sword and displayed a set of amazing swordsmanship, after the swordsmanship was displayed, Zhao Deyi's surroundings were suddenly filled with endless flame breath. This move can actually faintly threaten the powerhouse of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, at this moment, Zhao Deyi's eyes showed a fine light, and he roared; "Broken!"

Rumble!

A sword qi Changhong slammed straight into the past, and the blood fairy standing in place sneered twice, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said; "The strength of the human immortals, that's just that."

After the words fell, he raised his palm, condensed the terrifying blood qi, and lightly touched the oncoming sword qi. With a bang, two completely different forces collided together, and then, Zhao Deyi's Chiyan Sword was dissolved lightly.

"Damn! Why is this blood immortal so strong! Zhao Deyi was nervous in his heart, the Chiyan Sword was the most powerful sword technique in the Chiyan Sect, and only a few Heavenly Immortal-level elders could master it. And at this moment, it was easily dissolved by the blood fairy on the other side.

"Kill me!" The blood fairy standing at the forefront of the blood demon waved his big hand, showing a cruel look in his eyes, and suddenly, his army of blood demons under black pressure suddenly rushed like locusts crossing the border.

Zhao Deyi swung away with his sword; "Kill!"

Rumble!

The distance of thousands of miles may be far away in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of cultivators, it is only fleeting. Soon, the Red Flame Army and the Blood Demon fought together, and in an instant, both sides suffered casualties.

"Blood Fiend, you know what it's like to be killed!" A young Tribulation Stage cultivator slashed his sword into the Blood Demon's head and laughed out loud. Then, a Blood Demon behind him had a cold gaze in his eyes, and a claw was actually directly inserted into the back of the young Tribulation Stage cultivator.

Burst!

This young Tribulation Stage cultivator suddenly spilled a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression was stunned, and then he stared blankly at the cruel smile of the Blood Demon behind him. He thought back to his short life, to his childhood companions, to the parents of whom the whole village was proud of his monastic life, to the fact that his wife had slowly died of gray hair and old age from her youth, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye. Then he let out a frenzied roar, and the sound of bitter laughter spread all around.

"If you want me to die, you can also bury Lao Tzu, brothers, flash mob!" With his words, this young Tribulation Stage cultivator, who was less than a thousand years old, suddenly started to self-destruct!

With a bang, the self-explosion of the cultivator of the Tribulation Period was extremely powerful, as if it was a nuclear power. A random attack comparable to ordinary Mahayana. At least dozens of Bloodfiends around him died in this self-detonation.

"Human, go die!" A blood disciple sneered and looked at the Mahayana cultivator in front of him, and waved it directly with a palm. The Mahayana dodged and punched over, and the two fought, and the human Mahayana gained the upper hand.

"Blood Demon, you have destroyed my homeland and harmed my fellow Terrans. I, Wang Wu, have no ability in my life, but I must kill you more in my lifetime! The Mahayana named Wang Wu yelled.

Four or five blood disciples of the same rank surrounded him.

"Humans, even if your peers are a little stronger than us, there are more of us than you!" The blood disciple who had fallen into the wind sneered, and around him, there were four or five Mahayana-level blood disciples.

These blood disciples have all evolved from blood slaves. There has been a strong change in strength, as if a human Tribulation Period cultivator has been promoted to Mahayana.

"Kill!" With the order of this blood disciple, the five blood disciples all rushed over.

Wang Wu gritted his teeth and slammed into it with a fierce punch. The punch knocked back one of the Bloodfighters, but he was attacked by four Bloodfighters.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Wu's body was seriously injured in an instant, looking at the blood disciples who were getting closer and closer to him, Wang Wu roared and laughed wildly; "If you want to kill me, you will all die!"

As Wang Wu's words fell, the first Mahayana monk of the Chiyan Legion blew himself up!

There was a monstrous loud bang, and the power of the Mahayana's self-explosion was extremely terrifying, and in an instant, a shock wave was suffered for thousands of miles. The five blood disciples closest to Wang Wu were three dead and two were seriously injured.

Such scenes are still being staged.

The human race, in the universe, may not be the most powerful. But the reason why it can stand in the forest of all races is because the human spirit is enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

Zhao Deyi, who was standing above the sky, saw this scene, the corners of his eyes were slightly sour, watching more and more cultivators choose to blow themselves up. His heart also burned with endless hatred for the Blood Demon.

When hatred reaches an extreme, even a strong person at the immortal level will choose to be crazy.

"Blood Immortal, Death!" Zhao Deyi roared, and the fairy sword in his hand was danced, converging into a long river of flames. Lunge forward.

"I can't help myself!" The mid-stage blood immortal's hand condensed into a terrifying blood-colored light, and with a flick of his fingers, it hit Zhao Deyi's chest directly like a bullet.

Rumble!

The corner of Zhao Deyi's mouth spilled a mouthful of blood, and he looked down at a black blood hole that appeared in his chest, and couldn't help laughing miserably. The next moment, he frantically urged the immortal power and came to the blood fairy who attacked him, and the blood fairy stood in place very arrogantly. In his eyes, a human immortal like Zhao Deyi was too fragile.

However, Zhao Deyi made an unexpected move and directly discarded the inferior immortal weapon in his hand. hugged the body of this blood fairy violently, and rushed towards the place where the blood demon had the most, and then, a loud roar came out.

"Give Lao Tzu a death!"

The words fell.

A terrifying self-detonation sounded, and within 10,000 miles, any blood demon disappeared.

At the moment of self-detonation, Zhao Deyi's mind was blank. It's just that a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Rumble!

The self-explosion of the powerhouse in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal has reached a terrifying and astonishing height, at this moment, at least more than 10,000 blood slaves and 1,000 blood disciples died, and the fate of that blood immortal can only be accompanied by burial.

And at this moment, Lu Huo and the others, who were hurrying over, saw Zhao Deyi blow himself up. Lu Huo's eyes showed a monstrous murderous aura, and his hatred of the Blood Demon reached the extreme.

"Damn, force my Senior Brother Zhao to blow himself up, elders, kill me!" Lu Huo roared and took out a long knife, and the moment the words fell, a monstrous flame burned on the surface of the knife. With a single swing of the sword, at least more than 5,000 blood slaves died.

"Hehe, the strongest human on the planet has finally made a move, I'll meet!" The one standing among the dozens of blood immortals, the one at the front of the late stage blood immortal, had a cruel smile on his ugly face. At that moment, with a slight step on the ground, the entire ground sank, and with this terrifying power, the speed of the blood fairy was like lightning, standing directly in front of Lu Huo.

"The human beings in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals are qualified to die at my hands. Remember my name, Moxitous! This blood demon in the late stage of the blood immortal said with a sneer.

"Humph!" Lu Huo snorted coldly, and the flame long knife in his hand swung towards Moxidor in front of him, and suddenly, a fire snake about dozens of miles long flew. The blood immortal powerhouse named Moxidor was slightly stunned, and then, a sneer appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Bloodthorn!" Raising his hand, tens of thousands of dark red blood-red thorns that were all condensed by the blood qi in his body attacked towards the fire snake sword technique that Lu Huo waved.

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded, and the blood snake flying in the air was continuously attacked by the Blood Demon Thorn, and soon disappeared completely. And, there are thousands of blood demon thorns, attacking Lu Huo.

Lu Huo clenched his fists fiercely, and with one punch, he shattered thousands of Blood Demon Thorns.

"Interesting." This blood immortal smiled slightly, as if he felt that the human powerhouse in front of him had a little strength.