Lu Ye shook his head in a daze.

Suddenly he lowered his head and looked at the sea of ??blood below. This was a sea of ??blood gathered by more than 70 blood clan soldiers under his command using secret techniques, but the state of this sea of ??blood was obviously not quite right at the moment.

The scale is more than five times larger than the original, and it is wriggling violently, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking, and it looks extremely unstable.

Lu Ye's spiritual thoughts surged, and he gave all the Taoist soldiers the order to release the secret technique, but it was useless.

The sea of ??blood squirmed even more fiercely, and it could be seen vaguely that it seemed to want to split, but it was still difficult to do so.

This is the weirdness of the blood clan's secret art. Although the blood rivers used by the blood clan can be compatible with each other and work together to defend against the enemy, they must not last for too long, otherwise there will be such a situation that is difficult to split, because once the time is too long Long, the blood rivers of different blood races will truly merge together.

Especially this time there are more than 70 Blood Race Dao soldiers fused in one place, and they also used the same Qi Lianzhi, so the fusion became more thorough.

Any power needs to pay a price.

This sea of ??blood became the defense line after the island was broken, creating a great geographical advantage, helping the human race to resist the attack of the blood army, but the price was that they would no longer be able to separate.

A series of figures of human monks followed Lu Ye, tumbling out of the sea of ??blood, all of them were in a mess, everyone was injured, and some of them were seriously missing arms and legs.

For the first time, the cruelty of a large-scale war was shown before Lu Ye's eyes.

There are not many human monks who survived, only less than 30% of the initial ones. It is foreseeable that if the offensive of the blood race is more fierce, it is very likely that this side will not be able to defend.

At that time, the blood army will be able to drive straight in from the gap here, and the consequences will be disastrous.

The sea of ??blood wriggled even more violently. From the sea of ??blood, there were waves of panicked emotions, and it was the blood clan soldiers who were struggling.

Lu Ye sighed, raised one hand, lowered it slowly, and passed the last order to the Taoist soldiers.

The struggle stopped, and with the pressure of Lu Ye's hand, the huge sea of ??blood slowly fell downwards, and finally fell into the real sea of ??blood.

The waves surged, and the two merged into one, no longer separated from each other.

The biggest hero in this battle did not end well in the end, even though they were all blood clans, it still made Lu Ye sigh.

A figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Lu Ye. It was Feng Wujiang, who looked at Lu Ye with a startled expression: "How are you, Junior Brother?"

"It's okay." Lu Ye shook.

It didn't matter if he shook it, he felt dizzy for a moment, he couldn't help but staggered, and raised his hand to grab Dao Shisan's arm beside him: "I seem to be a little dizzy."

Jingle Bell��

A crisp bell sounded, and a delicate jade finger was pointed on Lu Ye's forehead, and Yue Ji's voice sounded: "Take a good rest when you're tired."

The voice was soft, whispering like dream language, Lu Ye glanced at her, finally closed his eyelids, and fell asleep instantly.

Dao Shisan grabbed his collar and kept him from falling.

"It's too much consumption." Yue Ji looked at Feng Wujiang.

In this battle, Lu Ye was constantly replenishing his own strength while being consumed, and the consumption of his spiritual power and even his soul power was unprecedented.

Ordinary monks, with the continuous consumption of their own strength in the battle, can exert the strength that their own physical body can bear after all, but Lu Ye is different, because he replenishes the consumed strength easily, so he maintains the highest strength from the beginning to the end display.

When killing the enemy, he was focused and didn't notice anything, but as soon as the battle was over, the tense nerves relaxed, and the tiredness surged up like a tide, and he couldn't hold on immediately.

With a sweep of Feng Wujiang's divine sense, he knew the current situation of Lu Ye. JrNovels.com