The sharp dragon claws directly tore through the void and grabbed it directly from the other end of the space, and the demon Yama Luo was not to be outdone, holding a heavy fist, the breath in his body roared wildly, and he could faintly hear the loud shouts of various souls, fists and claws intersected, and there was a rumbling sound.

It turned out that it was just a touch, but it had already been fought many times, and the speed was so fast that it was like the picture was frozen, and the pedaling and kicking backwards at the same time, the demon Yama Luo shook his arm and said, "The old loach really has some strength"

The dragon clan giant's face was ugly, the demon Yama Luo was just a cultivator who appeared in the last thousand years, and he had been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and he was really still a junior, but now he was evenly divided, naturally his face was ugly, and the other two dragon clan giants were also surprised.

Demon Yama didn't give the dragon clan time to be surprised, and his huge body drove the air current, and his palm slapped in the air to seal the other party in the palm of his hand.

There was also a netherworld aura hidden in the endless demonic qi, and the strong corrosion and terrifying attacks could make the dragon clan elders feel the horror before they could get close.

This scene made Lin Chuan's pupils shrink, "It looks like the Demon Yama is a person from the Netherworld, does the Great Demon know about this, it seems that the alliance with the Valley of the Wicked will have to be considered in the long run."

In Lin Chuan's heart, he already regarded Demon Yama Luo as a cultivator of the Netherworld, although he didn't know if there was any connection between them, but now that the Netherworld was invading, he was the head of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, and he would rather believe it than not, he couldn't gamble with the fate of the Tianxuan Dao Sect.

"Old loach, bring you all back, the eldest brother will be happy," Demon Yama laughed wildly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the dragon clan was furious, and before they could speak, the blood general who had been standing aside made a direct move, and the iron-blooded battle flag in his hand let out an amazing roar, not a beast roar, but more like countless soldiers gathering their roars together, disobeying the heavens and the earth, and moving forward bravely everywhere they went.

It's just the most ordinary roar, maybe the roar of hundreds of millions of ordinary people can't deter any of the cultivators present, because the people who can watch the excitement here are at least the cultivators of the Easy Realm, and they are all ants under the power, not to mention ordinary people, a magical power can even destroy a mortal country.

But at this moment, it is terrifying, and a strong unwillingness, the roar of hundreds of millions of people can be heard, and the blood general represents the will of countless people, invincible, and no one can stop his pace.

"There are still some differences with Gongsun Qi," Lin Chuan's eyes flashed with endless runes.

Both of them are cultivating the way of killing, but Gongsun Qi is a personal killing, no one can restrain his killing, fighting heaven and earth, while the blood general has the will of countless people, leading them to break through the shackles, and vent the unwillingness in their hearts with killing, unwilling to become ants, unwilling to be slaughtered.

The iron-blooded battle flag waved, and suddenly the whole world changed, changing into a battlefield, and behind him there was his own army, unconditional obedience, full of the smell of blood, and the golden iron horse, flashing with a stunning ghostly light.

In comparison, the Dragon Clan Elder who faced the Blood General was thin, standing alone in the army, under tremendous pressure, sweat running down his face.

Before he could make a move, he was forced by the momentum of the blood general, he knew that he was not the opponent of the blood general, but in order to survive, he turned into the body, a dragon, and the dragon horns on the top of his head alone were hundreds of zhang in size, piercing the void, and the dragon's tail swept away, carrying great power.

Under his strong tail, the army surrounding him was torn a hole, but before he could be happy, the gap was immediately blocked, and all kinds of swords were slashed at him, but the dragon's flesh was strong, and he heard the clanging sound, and a stick of incense did not even hurt a single scale of him.

The elder of the dragon clan is also slightly relieved, even more unscrupulous, every attack can tear the army, but it can be quickly made up, inexhaustible, the blood general has become the soul of the entire army at this moment, as long as he does not die, the army will never fall.

The elder of the dragon clan also saw the key to it, but he was still a little worried in his heart when he really let him face the blood general, and he saw that the blood general was wearing armor, and the armor was stained with blood, dyeing a pair of armor into blood, and the murderous aura emitted was trembling.

There were three dragon clan elders, and now they were already two of them at a disadvantage, and the last one had an extremely ugly face, and they all had no scruples at this time, they rose to the sky, turned their hands into dragon claws, and used their claws in the void to tear apart the void directly, and at the same time shot at the blood general and the demon yama.

Few people interfere in the battle between ordinary giants, ordinary cultivators do not have this strength, and the cultivators of the Ascension Realm have their own arrogance, and they don't want others to interfere, but at this time, the dragon clan can't help it, seeing that the two dragon clan elders are about to lose, they have to make a move.

Demon Yama Luo is still inferior in comparison, suppressing the elders of the dragon clan with all his strength, how can he have the strength to take care of others, and immediately took a claw, and several huge holes appeared on his huge body, without flowing blood, and were directly blocked by the demonic qi.

roared, "Old loach, you're looking for death."

As he spoke, his attack became even more ruthless, and the elder of the dragon clan, who had been struggling to support him, was even more precarious in the face of his pair of iron fists, and the blood general snorted coldly, and the iron-blooded battle flag in his hand was like a sharp knife surface, and the ghostly light flashed, and the dragon claw that appeared was actually broken by Qi Root, and immediately let the dragon clan giant who made a sneak attack snort.

The broken wrist quickly recovered, and the face of the blood general was very ugly, "Although the eldest brother is not allowed to kill you, it is because you are still useful, but if you really want to kill it, you will kill it."

Listening to the words of the blood general without the slightest emotion, the three elders of the dragon clan all changed their faces greatly, and just as they were about to move the blood general one step faster, the flag expanded infinitely, covering the sky and the sun, and finally the iron-blooded battle flag in his hand disappeared, and the sky turned into a bloody color.

Blood rain fell from the sky, a few breaths, and the following actually became a sea of blood, the blood waves were rolling, there was no imaginary smell, the sea of blood was churning, wave after wave, with majestic power.

The blood wave roared, everything that stood in front of it would be shattered, and after the impact, it turned into an army, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, which actually fused the art of war in the mortal realm, and it was precisely because of this that the dragon clan was in a hurry.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Chuan's eyes lit up, compared to ordinary people, cultivators are strong in their own strength, if they can turn cultivators into ordinary people, the damage caused by advancing and retreating will be at a higher level.

Just as what happened in front of him, the two giant dragons rolled in the blood wave, and countless soldiers who changed out trapped the two giant dragons, and in a short moment, they were scarred, and the stinging pain made the dragon clan roar angrily.

"It is said that the Blood General was once the general of the mortal realm, and it seems that this is really the case," a cultivator sighed secretly.

Lin Chuan was moved in his heart, but he quickly pressed this time in his heart, and suddenly felt an aura somewhat similar to that of the Blood General, and after a closer look, it was the Demon Sect Elder Blood Robe, this person's cultivation method was extremely bloody, and he didn't know what to think about staring at the Blood General at the moment.

"This old guy is not a good fellow, the Demon Sect has always been erratic now," Lin Chuan said secretly.

In his heart, he was wary of the blood robe, and his eyes were still looking at the blood general, knowing that this level of battle would benefit him a lot, and the endless runes in his eyes flickered, which seemed to be deducing the supernatural powers of both sides.

Demon Yama Luo is a tough confrontation with the dragon elder, relying on his strong flesh bombardment of the dragon clan elder did not listen to the retreat, this is the first time that the dragon clan has suffered a loss in the flesh, but in such a short time, the double horns on the top of the dragon elder's head have been broken, dragon blood gushed out, and the huge impact force washed out a depression on the surface of the sea.

"The flesh of the dragon clan, I'm bah" Demon Yama Luo scolded and scolded, his shot was unambiguous, and the force on his fists and feet became heavier, completely beyond the scope of the dragon clan elder's bearing.

In comparison, the Demon Yama is full of violence, while the Blood General is full of murderous intent, the iron-blooded battle banner is constantly devouring the dragon's blood, and the two dragon clan elders are getting weaker and weaker, and they are about to die.

"The great name of the Valley of the Wicked has long known it, and I want to learn it today."

The voice of Yin Xuan fell, and a figure appeared, the robe was stained with blood, it was the blood robe elder of the Demon Sect, he never thought that the blood robe would make a move at this time.

The blood robe naturally would not make an unconditional move, staring at the red-stained sea water and licking his lips, looking at the dragon clan elder and the blood general as if looking at prey.

"Blood robe?" The Blood General frowned slightly, and the movements in his hands slowed down, causing the two Dragon Clan elders to gasp.

After all, the blood robe was also a giant 10,000 years ago, and the precipitation strength of time was completely unknown, and it was obvious that he wanted to stop himself by appearing here at this moment.

Demon Yama didn't care, and even shot directly at the blood robe, the blood robe laughed, and the roll of the robe was a blood-colored dragon scroll, stirring the cultivator's heart uneasy.

didn't fight hard with Demon Yama, he also knew that Demon Yama's physical body was strong, and he was not an opponent yet, but it was different in the real use of magical powers, only to see that Demon Yama's punch in the blood-colored tornado did not work at all, and the powerful tearing frantically tore at Demon Yama's body, even if the guardian with demonic qi and netherworld qi was still crushed.

With a wave of his palm, the blood general directly grabbed the demon yama, and then slapped it with a palm, and the blood-colored tornado was squeezed and then shattered, which made the blood robe's face change by the way, although it would only be tempting, but you must know that the blood general was still suppressing the two dragon giants at the moment.

"Guy, the kid's strength is good, but I don't like your name, Blood General, where is my blood robe?"

"As long as you can defeat me, everything is up to you," the Blood General said directly.

Even if he has cultivated for many years, he still has the spirit of a general, and one sentence made the blood robe's face gloomy, "Hehe, blood robe senior, why are you interfering in the matter between the Valley of the Wicked and the Dragon Clan, it is better to talk about it with this sect"

Demon Yama's face was overjoyed when he heard this, "Old Eight"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Chuan's face darkened, even if he wanted to unite with the Wicked Valley, he would not admit that he was the eighth elder of the Wicked Valley, and the blood robe sneered.

"It turned out to be Lin Zhangjiao, but if you want Elder Ben to catch up with you, you are not qualified enough"

Lin Chuan, who slapped his face in such an open and honest manner, did not have any change in his face, and said with a smile: "I called you for the sake of your senior's face, hehe, you are indeed not qualified"

Really speaking of playing tricks, Lin Chuan hasn't lost to anyone yet, looking at his smiling face and saying something like this, the strong contrast made many cultivators stunned, and the blood robe was cold.