There was a roar from the void, a huge dragon with a pitch-black body, a huge head stretched out from the void, the black scales were erected at this moment, the eyes were bloody, and the extreme ferocity and madness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Precisely...... Skyhorn Ink Dragon!

This scene made Bai Xiaochun's heart stir, and all the disciples of the Lingxi Sect were buzzing in their minds one by one, whether it was the Ninth Mountain, or the white sun, as well as those inheritance sequences and formation giants, all of which many people had never heard of before.

This is...... Heritage!

The heritage of a sect!

At the moment when everyone's hearts were shaken, suddenly, above the ninth mountain, in the white sun rising at the highest place in this area, the black crow suddenly let out a hoarse and piercing chirp.

Wow!

Like a baby crying, at the moment it came out, the heavens and the earth roared, and a wave of fluctuations formed silently from outside the Luochen Mountain Range, heading straight for the heaven and earth within the scope of the Blood Creek Sect.

Looking at it, this fluctuation into an arc, like an invisible angry wave, sweeping in all directions, whistling, as if to open an invisible prologue, in the world outside the world, as if in touch with a layer of incomprehensible diaphragm, when there is a roaring sound, there is a click sound spreading, the nothingness outside the thousands of zhang, like a mirror, actually broken!

As it shattered, there was a thick blood cloud, which spread violently from the place where it was touched, and even more in this spread, the nothingness there collapsed, as if it had been torn open and hidden, revealing the real world at this moment!

The blood cloud rushed, constantly rolling in the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, and when I looked at it, it was as if I saw a blood mist, which was roaring.

The blood mist, or the boundless blood cloud, there were countless twisted and hideous faces inside, these faces were men and women, walking with the blood mist, sending out a thunderous roar towards the Lingxi Sect, and the clouds and mist rolled, as if turning the sky into blood, boundless.

There is also a rain of blood sprinkled from the boundless blood cloud, accompanied by lightning one by one, where the rain drops, the ground turns into a sea of blood, tumbling like a flood erupting, roaring, in that sea of blood, you can see countless blood-colored warships, are riding the wind and waves, roaring.

At the same time, in the sea of blood, there are still a large number of refining corpses and demons, stepping on the sea of blood, roaring monstrously.

Blood Creek Sect ...... Arrival!!

Bai Xiaochun's eyes froze, he looked at the blood-colored sky in the distance, and saw that outside the Luochen Mountain Range, within the range of the Blood Creek Sect, under the boundless blood clouds, in the tumbling sea of blood, in addition to the warships, there were countless blood-colored chariots!

Different from the chariot of the Spirit Creek Sect, the chariot of the Blood Creek Sect is composed of a forest skeleton, which looks even more terrifying and weird!

On the blood-colored chariot, a large number of disciples from the outer sect of the Blood Creek Sect were astonishingly murderous, their eyes showed madness, and as they approached quickly, they stared at every disciple of the Lingxi Sect on the Luochen Mountain Range, and were stared at by them, and many disciples of the Lingxi Sect trembled.

His eyes were bloodthirsty, and he was horrific in his killing.

At the same time, around the chariots and warships, there are still a lot of blood giants in the sea of blood, these blood giants have no hair, blood all over their bodies is formed, every step out, it seems to be able to drive away the roar of the sea of blood, and around these blood giants, there are also countless disciples.

Thousands of troops, overwhelming, momentum like a rainbow.

There is a cloud of blood above, a sea of blood below, and in the middle is an impenetrable black curtain, which is wriggling and boundless.

Only every time the blood cloud rains down lightning and bombards the sea of blood on the ground, you can use the thunder light to see that inside the black scene, there are dozens of giants full of desolation and vicissitudes, wearing battle armor and expressionless, and there is actually a monk sitting on the top of the heads of these dozens of giants, all of these people have cold faces, and the cultivation on their bodies is scattered, and they are all in the realm of Yudan!

Even in the feelings, it was far beyond the ordinary knots, especially the blood qi fluctuations on their bodies, which were even stronger, Bai Xiaochun could see at a glance that it was beyond the blood qi level of the blood son, and even more so that there seemed to be a residue on the bodies of these dozens of monks...... The breath that was once a blood child!

Bai Xiaochun's eyes shrank suddenly, and he remembered that within the Blood Creek Sect, he was above the Supreme Elder, only below the Ancestor, and still existed...... Bloody!!

Blood, is blood!

These dozens of blood skulls are the core of this shady curtain, and on both sides of this shady curtain are the hundreds of Supreme Elders of the Blood Creek Sect, all of whom are flying one by one.

And on the outskirts, there are thousands of foundation building monks, these people turned into long rainbows all around, surrounding the black curtain, making the blood in the black curtain even more noble.

And in front of the black curtain, it was divided into four forces, the first of which was condensed by countless demons to form a huge cyan head, and on the skull, the Nameless Peak Blood Son, sat there, followed by the Nameless Peak Great Elder!

The second force is a huge coffin, all around the coffin, densely packed with corpses, on the coffin, the corpse peak blood son and the great elder, expressionless cross-legged meditation, looking at the world with cold eyes.

The third force is a severed hand composed of countless flesh and blood, this severed hand exudes powerful fluctuations, and in that palm, there are Shaozefeng bloodies and Shaozefeng Great Elders.

And the last force is a huge and incomparably bloody sword, this blood sword is sharp, scattering blood, where it passes, it can tear through the void, emitting bursts of sharp sounds, on this blood sword, there is only one person...... Sitting alone.

This person, wearing a battle robe, is Song Junwan, her face is ugly but even more cold, obviously the disappearance of the night burial, which makes the strength of Zhongfeng here cannot be compared with other peaks, and even more so in the current war, it is also much weaker in terms of momentum.

On the ground, in the sea of blood, the outer disciples and inner disciples of the Blood Creek Sect were densely packed, and as they approached the Luochen Mountain Range, they no longer roared, but rushed quickly with evil aura and silence.

In mid-air, there are many Zhuji elders who flick their sleeves from time to time when they fly, and every time they flick their sleeves, there will be a violent wind sweeping, rolling hundreds of outer and inner doors in the sea of blood and flying up, these flying disciples did not panic at all, but cooperated according to a specific formation, and actually condensed together in mid-air, forming a blood-colored ball of flesh, which was thrown into the distance.

After landing, there was a loud bang, smashing a big crater at the same time, and at the same time, he turned into hundreds of disciples again, and continued to rush forward, in this way, with a hurry.

But the force of the meat ball smashing down is enough to shock many people, this is still second, it is conceivable that when there are more such meat balls, a large number of them will be smashed, or those countless disciples will rush out without fear of death, they must be like locusts, unstoppable!

And this is also one of the tactics of the Blood Creek Sect!

Bai Xiaochun's scalp was numb, as a Zhongfeng blood son, although he knew a lot about the Blood Creek Sect, but now he couldn't help but discover that there were so many secrets of the Blood Creek Sect, not all of which he could know all these years.

He also saw the lonely Song Junwan, and his heart was complicated and anxious.

Seeing that the power shown by the Blood Creek Sect is obviously stronger than that of the Spirit Creek Sect, but these are just the regular power of the Blood Creek Sect, and its heritage and ancestors are all in the blood clouds in the sky!

Although there are a large number of hideous faces hidden in the blood cloud, it can be compared with these faces, in this blood cloud, there are eight figures, earth-shattering, and all eyes are on it, so that no one can ignore their existence!

These eight figures, within the blood cloud, each formed a huge whirlpool, and all the eyes that looked at it would be distorted, terrifying and boundless, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

It can be seen that in these eight whirlpools, there is a huge cyan demon, and above the head of this devil, there is an old man, the old man's eyes are like electricity, and the momentum is shocking.

There is also a whirlpool, and there is an immortal bone in it, which is the terrifying refining corpse that was awakened that day, and on this immortal shoulder, it is the Dry Flame Ancestor of the Blood Creek Sect.

In another whirlpool, Wujizi stood there, condensing 100,000 blood swords outside his body, slashing at the thorns and slashing the moon.

The ancestor of the Song family was also in a whirlpool, with a blood banner under his feet, and there were golden runes shining on this blood banner, and every time it flashed, countless blood-colored lightning bolts were transmitted, spreading blood clouds and descending on the sea of blood.

The eight ancestors of the Blood Creek Sect all appeared, and there was even one, at the top, incarnated as a giant, with blood all over his body, especially his right hand, which was clearly very similar to the big hand of the Blood Creek Sect.

This person is none other than the Blood Creek Sect...... The strongest ancestor of the day!

The Blood Creek Sect has eight ancestors, while the Lingxi Sect has only five ancestors!

The horror of the Blood Creek Sect is not over, around the strongest ancestor, there is a giant tree, this giant tree is bloody, exuding vicissitudes, this is one of the treasures of the Blood Creek Sect!

There is also a blood-colored mirror, this mirror is a hundred zhang in size, and there are countless shadows in the mirror that seem to rush out, making a silent roar, in addition, the third treasure of the Blood Creek Sect is two blood-colored iron stones, composed of blood-colored shackles!

In this supreme treasure, the Blood Creek Sect surpasses the Lingxi Sect as well!

And the background of the Blood Creek Sect is even more strange and extraordinary, that is at the highest point of the entire Blood Creek Sect army, above the ancestors, above the blood clouds, there is a ...... Scarecrow!

This scarecrow seems ordinary, but it holds a withered human skin in its left hand, a scale in its right hand, and a wicked smile on its face, which is enough to shock and fear everyone who sees it.

The arrival of the Blood Creek Sect, from the blood clouds in the sky, the sea of blood on the earth, and the black curtain in the middle, all of this churned and approached, forming a terrifying and indescribable momentum, turning into an invisible demon, towards the Luochen Mountain Range, where the Lingxi Sect is located, directly pressing, it seems that all the existence that is blocked in front of it will be destroyed, fall apart, and disappear!

All the monks of the Lingxi Sect, at this moment, all their hearts were shaken, and they didn't have time to produce other emotions, almost all of them burst out at this moment, the strongest battle intent they could release!

The momentum was set off, and after fusing with the Luochen Mountain Range, it completely erupted, making the runes and lightning in the sky even more roaring, faintly competing with the terrifying momentum of the Blood Creek Sect. (To be continued.) )