Xue Zhahan knew how to meet the best interests of the blood clan. Those mortals who were willing to surrender naturally had to be captured as much as possible. If they were willing to surrender to the blood clan, they would be the best candidate for the blood clan.

Even if they are unwilling to surrender, they can still draw their blood away. Their blood plays a great role in the blood clan!

...

Dead human mortals are of very low value to the blood clan. Only living human mortals are the precious wealth in their eyes!

After hearing the words of his superiors, dozens of blood clans of viscount level, they opened their bat wings, and all their faces showed a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

The wind whistles through my ears, time is tight and the task is heavy.

After dozens of people led by Xue Zhahan separated, they rushed to various villages at a very fast speed.

After just one day, tens of thousands of corpses whose blood was drained and whose bodies were shriveled and shriveled were all elderly and adults.

On the other side were the children slumped on the ground, including men and women.

It was not that the blood clans were so kind and kept the children. The purpose of their doing this was to keep the seeds left in advance for the next plunder and harvest decades later.

In the setting sun, the sticky red light shrouded slowly over the blood bat, a unique battleship unique to the blood clan.

The thirty-foot-foot warship blood bat, the blood clan talismans on the surface, and a bright red blood light flashed from time to time on the surface.

The main function of the warship blood bats in the blood clan is not to fight, but to store blood.

At this time, a large amount of human mortal blood was stored in the blood bats of the warship.

Behind the battleship blood bat, a hundred-foot flying prison van casted with the secret technique of the blood clan was pulled.

This large and long prison car, lingering blood light, flew towards the base camp of the blood clan in the distance under the drag of the battleship blood bats.

The flying prison car was filled with ragged men, women, young and old. They were panicked, hugged each other in a mess, and cried bitterly.

Around these embarrassing human mortals, dozens of viscount-level blood tribes were looking around with vigilance.

"This hunting is such a rare harvest!"

Xue Zhahan opened his mouth wide, sneered and squinted his eyes, and his sharp eyes kept sweeping through the crowd, the young faces of the girls who were only eighteen years old.

The powerful vision of the blood clan people allowed him to clearly identify the beautiful girls in the crowd from a distance of 1,000 meters.

"This, that, and..."

"After cleaning up, I pulled it over to me. I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm a little hungry!"

In a short period of time, Xue Zhahan had found food that made him feel delicious, and he smiled happily.

A viscount-level blood clan beauty standing behind Xue Zhahan smiled coldly and cruelly, then bowed deeply and immediately went down.

Amid the crying of father and mother, nine beautiful girls were caught out of the crowd.

The clothes of these nine girls were cleaned by this viscount-level blood beauty, and the water flow from the sky washed their bodies.

Xue Zhahan listened to the girl's sharp cry of pain, and suddenly felt more hungry.

Nine naked girls were dragged by this viscount-level blood beauty Xue Zhahan.

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Xue Zhahan smiled grinning, his bright red tongue stretched out, and he licked the face of the beautiful girl in front of him vigorously.

Then he opened his bloody mouth and bit the girl's neck artery heavily.

Xue Zhahan swallowed the girl's blood in big mouthfuls. In the process, the girl's body kept trembling and struggling...

But everything was futile until the girl's body shriveled and atrophy, and all the blood in her body was sucked clean...

Xue Zhahan let go and threw her, who had become a mummy, off the ground, as if she had thrown away a piece of garbage.

The other eight naked girls looked at the shriveled and shriveled corpse lying on the ground, with a deep despair in their blank eyes, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Xue Zhahan saw the eight girls trembling and huddled together, licked the blood on the corners of his mouth, grabbed a girl with white skin again, and feasted.

After just one stick of incense, nine underage girls turned into mummies one after another.

...

On the other side.

After the rest and adjustment, Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao and others came one step late, but in the end, they still came here.

Looking at the ground, among hundreds of villages, the scene that looked like hell...

Bloody, dry corpse mountain, corpses are indulging, children are lamenting and crying, and the terrifying hell of pain.

Let Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Series of Books, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang tightly clench their fists, the green blood vessels, and the meridians are bulging one by one.

His face turned into a gray color, covered with a layer of evil spirit, and his heart was already extremely hated.

The guilt, regret, and pain fill their hearts.

If they were given a chance to start over, they would definitely not rest...

The cohesion of a race has always been the most basic condition for a race to survive.

Because it can make weak races stronger, and it can also make powerful races worse.

If this matter was done by a group of demon monks, Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Book Series, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang, ten people may take action to stop them after seeing them.

But I won't be so angry.

Because no matter what, the meat always rots in the pot, it is the self-consuming within the human race, the self-killing within the human race, and it has nothing to do with the foreign race...

However, once this matter rises to the top of the foreign race, it is something that no human monk can tolerate.

Because no matter how the senior officials in the world of immortal cultivation have to take ordinary mortals and low-level monks into consideration...

However, they still put the idea of ​​race first, the unity and external, in the first lesson of monks' thoughts, thoughts, and education.

The reason why human races are overlord-level strong races everywhere is also closely related to this idea.

...

Return to the book.

Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Series of Books, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang all looked at all this with gritted teeth.

Their eyes were almost unrestrained, as if they were about to vent the anger in their hearts immediately!

The hundred-foot flying prison van pulled by the battleship blood bat, and dozens of blood led by Xue Zhahan

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The tribe members have not had time to travel far.

Behind, a group of uninvited guests flew over, including Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Series of Books, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang.

After seeing the hunting team of the blood clan, Lu Yuehua slapped the storage bag and took out the Thunder Immortal Fire Thunder Sand that was specially designed to deal with the blood clan.

"Walk"

Her voice was extremely decisive, without any hesitation, and then she rushed over first.

Seeing this, the others naturally followed him and rushed by. The personal life and death were thrown behind by them in the face of the righteousness of the human race.

"Everyone, listen. This action will be as planned in advance. I will deal with the leading Earl-level blood clan. You will first drag down the remaining dozens of viscount-level blood clans. When I destroy the leader first, I will first kill the leader.

Let's talk about it..."

Lu Yuehua reiterated the plan of action with a serious expression, which made the others nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

The manpower had been distributed long ago, and Lu Yuehua rushed straight to Xue Zhahan, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Series of Books, Shi Zhenxiang, Zuo Zong, and Li Zhang, and nine others dealt with the remaining dozens of viscount-level viscounts.

Blood clan.

A moment later, ten of them, who were descending from the sky, were immediately discovered by dozens of viscount-level blood clans guarding the battleship blood bats and dozens of viscount-level blood clans outside the hundred-foot flying prison van.

After dozens of screams, various spells and magic weapons unique to the blood clan were emitted overwhelmingly, heading towards Lu Yuehua, Wu Tao, Ye Hong, Yu Mo, Yang Fan, Ma Fan, Book Series, Shi Zhenxiang

Zuo Zong and Li Zhang hit him hard.

"The light of rice grains dares to compete with Mingyue for the bright light and seek death!"

With one finger of Lu Yuehua's jade hand, he used a magical power to attack.

"Sixth-grade magical power-Guanghan Bing Extreme Wall!"

Countless cold and cold air instantly condensed and turned into an ice wall dozens of feet thick to block it.

Supernatural powers are worthy of being supernatural powers.

After these spells and magic weapons hit the ice wall one after another, the ice wall emitted dazzling blue light, not only did it do anything, but also pressed down on them.

The dozens of viscount-level blood tribes beaten to a mess and were in a mess.

"Captain, good means!"

Seeing this, Yang Fan praised him loudly. Then, he threw out the venomous serpentine-shaped vase without hesitation.

The huge venomous snake-shaped vase appeared out of thin air. The venomous snake-shaped vase contained hundreds of poisons he refined himself.

Yang Fan pinched his hands and let out a long sound from the venomous snake-shaped vase, and then it spun on its own in the next second.

Seeing this, Yang Fan showed a trace of ferocious look on his face. He stretched out a finger and pointed it lightly at the huge, venomous snake-shaped treasure vase.

The venomous snake-shaped treasure vase shrank and rose, and a hundred kinds of poisons burst out, covering all of these dozens of viscount-level blood clans.

"A good move "all poisons come out at the same time". I have heard of Daoist Yang Fan's method for a long time. When I saw it today, I really had a different response."

When Ma Fan saw the power of the venomous snake-shaped vase, he couldn't help but praise him sincerely.

This also made Yang Fan's face look slightly proud.

However, at this moment, a very cold voice suddenly appeared in the poisonous fog.

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