Chapter: 1752

Xing Mo spat out the pieces of his internal organs, and when he turned his head in shock, he saw only Tiansheng's indifferent face, and he was instantly distraught: "Tiansheng, you must die!"

Cheng Henfeng didn't curse anything, but just threw out his sword brazenly, and in the sharp light of the sword, he threw it at the nearby blood clans.

The last sword in this life, Cheng Henfeng exerted all his strength, the space seemed to be cut, and the few blood clans who were caught off guard were directly turned into pieces of broken corpses, and the incisions were neat and smooth.

But that's all!

The next moment, the figures of Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng froze suddenly, and their skin became flushed, as if their blood began to boil.

Some vampires inspired the blood slave seal in their bodies.

The blood race nearby rushed forward and wrapped them up.

Away from the crowd, Cheng Henfeng finally saw the bloody light flashing in Tiansheng's eyes, and then he realized that Tiansheng had been eroded by the blood clan's secret technique for a long time, and he was loyal to the blood clan. , People who are loyal and unfaithful are different.

At the same time, all the surviving monks of the Tianhe sect, the blood races took action.

The screams continued, and after just a few breaths, everything subsided.


The blood clan dispersed, and there were more withered corpses in various places.

It seems that after a blood sacrifice, the fighting spirit of the blood clan is getting higher and higher!

Xuezhou is located in the north of Longteng, the climate is bitter and cold, not only sparsely populated, but also the environment is worse than other places in Longteng.

The sky in Selangor is shrouded in thick clouds almost all year round, and it is rare to see the sun.

However, on this day, as the huge fleet of spirit ships continued to rush forward, the dark clouds accumulated over the years began to dissipate, and the fleet arrived, and the sun shone.

In the dark, almost all Longteng monks have a feeling of destiny.

On a huge building boat headed by it, there were several figures standing tall, it was Huang Liang, Yuan Changcun, Guang Jing and others, looking at the scene on the other side of Tianhe, the expressions of the three were solemn.

The previous battle had already shown them the strength and treachery of the blood clan. This time, the Dragon Cultivation World could almost be said to have come out in full force. If they could not win in one battle, then there would be no future for the Dragon.

It's not that they don't want to know more about the blood race, but that they don't have time to learn about it.

Judging from the only information available, if Longteng Realm wants to drive out the foreign enemies, it can only make a quick decision, and there is no delay at all. The longer the delay, the more unfavorable it will be for Longteng.

So even though this battle came in a hurry, Long Teng had no choice but to bite the bullet.

When the three of them were observing the situation in Tianhe, they were also constantly exchanging their opinions. Next to them were the monks of the three overlords, who passed on the orders of the three of them.

Lu Ye was standing not far from the three of them.

Half a day ago, monk Longteng in Medicine Valley, led by Huang Liang and others, set off to join the coalition forces from other places who came to support them, and approached Tianhe.

Lu Ye naturally followed.

Not to mention that he has already seen the ultimate goal of his trip to the secret realm of the Dragon Realm, so he can't stay in Medicine Valley alone, and even if he has the merits of killing blood clans, he can't stay idle.

His current cultivator is only at the sixth level of Yunhe, and if he wants to advance to the seventh level, it is not enough to rely on less than 30,000 combat achievements.

He needs more.

This kind of battle that can determine the survival of a world, if it works well, the military exploits will definitely not be too small, maybe after this time, he will have enough capital to attack the seventh or even eighth level...

Huang Liang and the others had already discussed it properly, and when they looked forward, they saw the blood on the Tianhe side, and even if they were separated by tens of miles, they could feel the strong fighting spirit of the blood clan. JrNovels.com