"Wow!"

Haotian's body was cut in half from head to toe, and the scarlet blood bloomed one after another, which was extremely miserable. The arc of blood light crossed Haotian's body and continued to slash into the distance, and it took a long time before a piece of the void cracked

Endless stretches of smooth cracks.

"Shhh

Countless Heavenly Court monks and monks who were secretly spying on suddenly gasped, their hearts were cold, they were too ferocious, no one expected that Haotian, who was still extremely powerful and majestic just now, would be cut in half in the blink of an eye.

Even Lao Tzu and other saints were taken aback, this sword had already undergone a qualitative change, surpassing the level of quasi-saints, comparable to a saint's blow.

"Hmph, he is not dead yet, everyone urges the mana and slashes it again, so that he will be completely wiped out and never be reborn!"

The blood-dripping magic knife suddenly tilted, flashing a cold blood light, and a faint cry sounded again, and suddenly slashed towards Haotian's split body again.

At this moment, things changed, and between the lightning and flint, six mana streamers appeared out of thin air, instantly dispersing the arc-shaped blood light that had been cut to Haotian's remnant body, and then quickly disappeared with Haotian's remnant body and Yaochi, making people unable to react!

At this moment, Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhun Ti, and Nuwa had very ugly faces, yes, they were the ones who rescued Haotian at the same time just now. However, the problem is that they were forced, otherwise how could they rescue an ant who dared to calculate them, thinking of Hongjun's extremely cold voice that suddenly sounded in his ears, a chill rose in the hearts of several people.

However, a few people still kept a hand, and reacted slower intentionally or unintentionally, otherwise Haotian would not have been cut in half.

Li Yi looked at Haotian's body that was swept away, and then said to the Five Ancestors of the Blood Prison: "Forget it, don't worry about Haotian anymore, but destroy all these Heavenly Court monks for me!"

"Kill !!"

The Blood Demon Knife disintegrated, and the figures of the Blood Hell City appeared again. Haotian was rescued, and all the anger of the people in Blood Prison City was vented on the remnants of the Heavenly Monks.

"Blood Demon Cold Flame!"

"Nether Blood Thunder!"

"Blood Fiend's True Body!"

......

One after another Blood Dao Divine Power attacked, pouring down densely towards the side of the Heavenly Court Cultivator, and the screams of terrible despair resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

A huge blood-colored crystal coffin suddenly descended from the sky, summoned by the Five Ancestors of the Blood Prison from the distant Witch God Plane. Dense light blood threads spread out from the blood-colored crystal coffin, intertwined into a huge net, covering the entire blood ape battlefield, about ten breaths, all the corpses melted into blood and water, and were swallowed by the crystal coffin.

"Kill !!"

The waves of blood are rolling, and the heavens and the earth are blood-red, like the end of the cemetery. Most of the endless and splendid palaces of the Heavenly Court were shattered, and the entire Heavenly Court became a ruin!

In the end, except for a few monks who had already fled, the remaining Heavenly Court monks were slaughtered, and the tragedy was extremely fierce.

"Heavenly Court is finished this time, even if it recovers in the future, I'm afraid it won't do much!"

"Hmph, if you don't find out the true strength of others, you start to do it, it's just stupid, this time Haotian was not completely killed, and he escaped the catastrophe, which is already considered lucky!"

"Now, the sky has changed, the sky has really changed, once this force resides in the flood wilderness, I am afraid that the Wu clan will immediately overpower the human race and become the first force in the flood wilderness. ”

......

Countless monks in the flood famine are discussing, obviously, the Wu clan is destined to rise again, and all the monks are secretly speculating whether this terrifying force will stay in the flood famine, and whether the Wu clan will replace the human race and become the overlord of the flood famine again!

"Hey, hey, let's kill, let's kill hard, as long as there are a few more big battles like this, my strength will almost recover!"

In the endless void, a pitch-black figure saw through the endless distance, staring at the tragic battlefield and letting out an eerie strange smile, an invisible demon surname spreading.

Waves of negative forces were born in the void, forming a funnel-like vortex above the black shadow, which was gradually swallowed by the black shadow!

......

"Boom!"

Above the ruins, an identical golden vortex appeared in the sky above the Wu Clan, and a huge golden passage was gradually revealed.

"Sovereign, Sovereign, Master, Judge, Eternal and Divine. Thy radiance shines through the infinite time and space, and all that exists before thee is humble, and thy majesty brooks no offense, and all those who cause death and blasphemy shall perish forever......"

Thousands of witch priests chanted hymns and walked slowly out of the passage with golden light, their faces full of piety.

"Boom!"

After the sacrifice, tens of thousands of witch warriors pulled nearly a thousand golden light of the witch tower to roll out, each witch tower has thousands of zhang, densely engraved with various mysterious spells, the breath of divine coercion rippled, all the monks who looked at the witch tower have an inexplicable worship in their hearts!

"I've seen the Five Ancestors of the Blood Prison!"

All the sacrifices and warriors of the Wu clan respectfully saluted the Golden Armor Ancestor and the others!

As the first subordinates to follow the deity, the five ancestors of the Blood Hell City have a very high status in the Wu clan, second only to the deity and the twelve ancestors, and the Wu clan respects them very much.

"Well, you just go about your business, and we'll return to the plane first!"

The Five Ancestors of the Blood Prison nodded, and led the people of the Blood Prison City to step into the passage, and walked away in the awe-inspiring gaze of countless monks in the flood wilderness.

The monks of the flood wilderness couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because the people in the Blood Hell City were so strong that even the Heavenly Court would be extinguished, and countless monks had an extremely depressed feeling, and now seeing them leave, they finally breathed a deep sigh of relief!

After a few days, the entire Wu clan moved away from the ruined station and moved to the depths of the northern part of the flood wilderness, and one after another sacred Wu pagodas appeared on the new station.

......

Zixiao Palace!

Haotian's body that had been fought in half was quietly suspended in the void, and a trace of sword qi remained on the body, constantly destroying the already heavily damaged body.

Haotian's soul was also extremely weak at this moment, although he arranged countless barriers outside his soul at the last moment, but the knife was too strong and ruthless, and his soul was seriously injured in the end.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a circle of sparkling water rippled in the space, and the phantom of Hongjun came out.

Glancing at Haotian lightly, Hongjun suddenly moved towards Haotian in the air, and his fingertips formed a fist-sized vortex, and purple light drilled out of it, blending into Haotian's body that was cut in half, and the vigorous vitality was permeated.

After a few breaths, Haotian's body was reunited, and there was not a trace of scarring in sight!

After a few breaths, Hongjun shot again, and two clear qi shot out from his eyes, directly integrating into Haotian's soul and repairing Haotian's soul.

Half an hour later, Haotian gradually woke up, and immediately saluted Hongjun and said respectfully: "Thank you for saving your life!"

"Finally got through this!"

Haotian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and Hongjun came forward, knowing that it must be fine. However, as soon as he remembered that the wounds of his soul were not all healed, he could only exert the strength of the mid-stage of the quasi-saint, and the gathered forces were completely wiped out at this moment, and a monstrous hatred rose in his heart.