Chapter 282: Massacre

"Master, we can't be busy, you can transfer the guards on the second floor to the first floor to help us."

The speed of slaughtering demons was too fast, and in less than ten minutes, there were more than 40,000 corpses of red demons piled up in the blood prison.

"Didn't you say that the jailers on each floor could only stay in each floor?"

"Master, we often need corpses on the second floor, so the guards on the first and second floors can interact with each other."

As soon as the Emperor's mind moved, the two jailers on the second floor were transferred to the first layer of space.

Four jailers were busy creating zombie undead, and a large number of zombies came to life.

All the zombies created are sent to the second layer of space to absorb resentment and death.

After a while, the jailer sent another message to the Emperor to kill the heavens.

"Master, if there are any injuries, throw them in! With your Nightmare Warhorse to help us suppress them, we can mark the living demons as slaves, and we will send them to the fourth level of space so that they can create more power for the Blood Hell. ”

"Good! Get ready! I immediately sent in a large amount of energy. ”

Emperor Killing Heaven was about to make a move, the sharp zombie claws stretched out, and Emperor Killing Heaven pounced on the Red Demon Group.

Wherever the claws passed, the blood of the emerald demons splattered, and a large number of red demons were scratched.

Hundreds of injured demons entered the Blood Prison, and with the help of the saint-level Nightmare War Horse, the injured demons were all sent into the fourth layer of space.

"By the way, can I let the strong people imprisoned in the blood prison do it?" The Emperor's soul question was passed into the Blood Prison.

The left guard jailer on the first floor of the Blood Hell replied: "Master, they are all marked with the Slave Seal, if they leave the Blood Prison, they will be killed by the Slave Seal, but if they volunteer to help you, it is okay to teleport power to you in the Blood Prison." ”

"This kind of strong person must be those monsters of the sixth layer, only they can provide you with power through the blood prison, but if they don't want to, then there is no way."

After the first floor left guard finished speaking, the sixth layer left guard communicated with the emperor to kill the sky, and said: "Master, this method does not work, the power of these monsters is too strong, whether you can control one-tenth of their strength is unknown, I suggest not to take risks, in case these monsters want to harm you, you will be supported by the power of the body." ”

The voice of the Emperor's soul continued to spread into the Blood Prison, and the attacks in his hands never stopped.

"These monsters have been locked up for countless years, if I give them some benefits, I think they will be happy to help me, as for them to use their strength to up, it is not possible, as long as you pay attention, when they output too much power, you can attack them and interrupt their power."

The sixth-layer left guard said: "Master, with the help of their power, let their power penetrate the blood prison, we must have more than ten of our guards to control the blood prison power at the same time, so that the power of the blood prison does not eat the slaves who send the power, we control the blood prison power consumption is huge, and it will take about a year to recover, that is to say, young master, you can only borrow power once a year, and if you borrow their power, you will be weak for a long time." ”

"Zuo Wei, you go and ask who is willing to help, if you are willing to help, I can let him come to the first floor of the blood prison to live a good life for a year. During the year, he can live a peaceful life. ”

After a while, the voice of the sixth-layer blood prison jailer sounded in Emperor Killing Heaven's mind.

"Master, I found it, it's a golden retriever demon dragon, and its current strength is an emperor-level eight-star."

Emperor Jitian remembered the dragon with long golden hair in the sixth-layer space.

Every day is squeezed by the power of the blood hell, since he can live a stable life for a year, of course there are people who are willing to trade.

"Okay, that's it, let it go to the temple first, wait for my order, give me strength as long as I need it."

Emperor Jitian was killing demons and collecting demon corpses at the same time, and he couldn't be busy at all.

The speed at which the demon died was far greater than the speed at which the Emperor slaying the heavens and collecting corpses.

Emperor Jitian gave up on injuring the demons, rushed to the battlefield, and began to pick up the corpses of demons, one moment in the east, one moment in the west, and he was very busy.

Bloodhell, an undead creature manufacturing machine, requires a lot of resources to produce undead creatures quickly.

The battlefield is the source of resources for the Blood Prison, and as long as there is a battlefield, the speed of the Blood Prison's production will be much higher.

In the middle of the space, the land was covered with a thin layer of blood, which consisted of green demonic blood and blood produced by the Blood Prison.

The corpses of the demons were piled up, a large amount of death qi and soul qi were born, and the speed at which the soul fire condensed on the first floor of the blood prison increased a lot.

With the Soul Fire, the first skeleton undead was finally born in the Blood Hell.

If Skeletron saw the birth of skeleton creatures in the Blood Hell, I wonder how happy he would be?

"It's all you damned demons, you killed three of my loyal servants!"

Thinking of the eight-armed demon killing the three undead kings, the murderous aura of the emperor killing the sky involuntarily emanated.

The murderous aura became heavier and heavier, and Emperor Jitian's left eye glowed red.

Looking at the demons that came one after another like a tide, blood-red tears flowed from Emperor Jitian's eyes.

"Damn the devil! I want revenge! Avenge my faithful servant. ”

Emperor Jitian didn't pick up the demon's corpse again.

Blood and tears flowed to the corners of his mouth, and Emperor Jitian smiled evilly.

The figure slowly floated, and the sword qi condensed into a two-meter-long sword wing on its back.

Black sword qi roamed around his body, his cold eyes staring at the demon group.

"Annihilation!"

The dead qi condensed into a long knife, grabbed the handle of the knife, and swung it down, the murderous aura in the sky poured the power of a knife, and the breath of destruction emanated.

The sword wings behind him flapped, dense sword qi shot out, and a devastating sword also fell from the sky.

The red demon's face was frightened by the sword qi, but his vitality had been shattered by the sword qi.

The sword light that fell from the sky slashed down, and the sword light fell among the demons, everything was so quiet, no explosion, no screams.

The smell of blood filled the air, and thousands of demons fell down in unison, without any wounds on their bodies, just a little green blood flowing from their nostrils.

The sword qi destroyed the demon's internal organs, and the demon died so much that he couldn't die anymore, and this was just the silence that the emperor used half of his strength to exert.

As if he had gone mad, Emperor Jitian turned into several phantoms, flashing from the demon group, slaughtering the demons frantically.

The murderous aura on Emperor Killing Heaven is getting heavier and heavier, and the cold murderous aura is already chilling.

The slaughter continued, the scorching sun in the sky shining on the battlefield, but there was no temperature.

The emperor killing the sky at this moment is terrifying and makes the demons frightened.