They were undoubtedly extremely lucky to be able to save their lives in the previous conflict.

But in this state, they don't know whether to be lucky or angry.

They have been planted with a very strange secret technique by the blood clan. According to the blood owl, it is the blood slave seal, and the person who planted this seal is the blood slave of the blood clan.

Slave... It is undoubtedly a shameful word for strong people like them who have already stood at the apex of the world.

But they dared not speak out.

Not to mention the terrifying and desperate background displayed by the blood race, even that kind of seal is enough to easily control their life and death.

They could feel that with the imprint of Dharma, any blood race, even if their strength was far inferior to them, could easily kill them.

They are like this, so is Tiansheng, and the surviving monks of Tianhe Sect are also like this.

Today, they have completely become slaves of the blood race.

"Tiansheng, is this the way out you found?" Xing Mo spoke softly, feeling bitter in his heart.

What's the point of paying such a high price, even if you really found a way out?

Tiansheng remained silent, but both Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng could feel the unrest in his heart.

A blood race passed by, and the three hurriedly bowed and saluted, showing extreme humility.

They have already suffered a lot, and they know how to put themselves in the face of these blood races.

"Master, save me!" There was a shrill cry, and Xing Mo turned his head to look, only to see a fair-skinned and beautiful woman being held by a blood clan, screaming in panic.

That is the thirty-one elders in the sect, a rare strong woman in the Tianhe sect, and a woman with an extremely strong personality on weekdays, but at this moment she seems so helpless.

Tiansheng still bowed, as if he didn't hear.

Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng almost gritted their teeth, their hearts were filled with anger, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The blood clan grinned, and bit the thirty-one elder's slender neck. A gudong gudong sound sounded, and the thirty-first elder's screams gradually became inaudible, and disappeared completely after a while.

After the vampire left satisfied, the thirty-one elders who were originally as beautiful as a flower had turned into a corpse, and were thrown on the ground at will.

Many monks of the Tianhe Sect survived the previous battle, but they did not survive the ravages of the blood race. In the past few days, an unknown number of monks of the Tianhe Sect died tragically at the hands of the blood race.

For the blood race, these blood slaves are like raised animals, they can be taken as they please, and no blood race cares about their opinions.

What made them even more horrified was that these vampires actually sucked human blood!

Dragons and snakes are mixed in the Tianhe Cult, and all kinds of treacherous people emerge in endlessly. Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng are also well-informed people, but the evil of the Tianhe Cult monks has a limit after all.

Sucking human blood... They dare not even think about such a thing.

And judging from the situation observed right now, it seems that every blood race has such a preference, or ability, that they can regain their strength by sucking human blood.

Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng have felt the greedy eyes of blood races on them more than once in the past few days.

Fortunately, they have been following Tiansheng, and Tiansheng is the blood slave seal planted by the blood lord himself, so the general blood clan does not dare to treat them like that for the time being.

But who can guarantee that they will always be safe?

"Huh?" Xing Mo suddenly felt something, looked up into the distance, and saw the silhouettes of big ships on the horizon, and there were figures of monks moving around on the big ships and beside them vertical and horizontal. JrNovels.com