In the void, dark clouds suddenly thickened, instantly covering the ten-mile sky above the blazing fire.
The Bloodyin Marquis appeared in front of the two of them like a shadow. As he waved his arms, a dark shadow as ink headed towards Jun Qingcheng and Lin Cangxue.
Jun Qingcheng pressed the seal with her hand, solidifying the void again. The phoenix behind Lin Cangxue chanted loudly, and the fire swept out like a dragon, immediately burning the shadow completely.
…
Meanwhile, the war continues.
On the battlefield in the distance, the Blood Linghou's martial arts were extremely weird. He was really an unkillable ghost. Even if several Wuhou joined forces, they could not kill him.
On the other side, the same is true for the Bloodyin Marquis.
The two women joined forces and tried their best to dispel the shadow in the void, making it difficult to kill the Bloody Lord.
In addition to the two blood princes, more and more warriors surrendered to the power of the blood crow on the battlefield, turning into puppets one after another, following the men in black robes to fight.
In less than two quarters of an hour, the strength gathered in the Blood Spirit Hall was able to compete with all the warriors here.
Yin.
At this moment, the dragon essence in the void flew out again, turning into a stream of light and flying in the direction of Jun Qingcheng.
Behind Long Yuan, the Blood Linghou and the major Wuhou came rushing to catch Long Yuan.
The Xueyin Marquis in front condensed his eyes, and suddenly let out a gloomy laugh, turning into a shadow again and sweeping towards Long Yuan.
There was a bang.
The forces of the Wuhous grabbing Long Yuan swept across and merged in the void, causing a loud explosion. The powerful aftermath caused Long Yuan to turn and fly out again.
"Let's stop them, you go and seize the dragon element!"
Marquis Xueyin looked at the surrounding Marquis Wu and said with a sinister smile, his voice extremely cold.
The Wuhous froze, feeling that the man shrouded in shadow before them was even more terrifying than the Blood-clothed Marquis. Those eyes were like the Yin King in the dark night, with a scary light.
The Blood Spirit Marquis nodded and immediately turned into a line of blood, heading towards Long Yuan.
"You dare!"
The Wu Hous were furious and immediately headed towards the Blood Ling Hou to intercept and kill him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, let's see if you are qualified to be our slaves?"
Marquis Xueyin showed a feminine smile, and a snow-white jade hand poked out from his black robe. With a flick of his finger, a cage covered with dense black lines appeared in the void.
Among the dense black lines, there was a frightening black gas, wrapping all Wuhou in it.
boom!
Wu Hou took action and punched the black line cage, making a terrifying concussion sound.
Then, the warrior let out a scream, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically.
The moment the warrior's fist touched the cage, countless dense black lines sank into the warrior's flesh and blood. In just a few breaths, the Wuhou's flesh and blood dispersed and completely turned into a mass of black threads.
In a cage.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your strength is too low, and you are not worthy of being our slave. You can only become the nourishment of our family's magical power!"
The figure of Lord Xueyin appeared outside the ball cage, smiling sweetly, looking at the Wuhou in the black line cage, as if he were looking at the pigs and dogs he kept at home.
At this moment, everyone in the cage of Wuhou frowned. Looking at the black line gradually spreading and the space of the cage shrinking continuously, the uneasiness in their hearts became more and more intense.
"Let's take action together and break open the cage!"
Marquis Wu shouted, taking the lead to strike at the prison cage with his knife.
Rumble…
Dozens of Wu Hous roared at the same time, heading towards the black line cage with all their strength. Only a few booms were heard, and the black line cage expanded like a ball, and then rebounded and shrunk.
Everyone took action together, but the cage was not broken. Everyone's expressions changed again, and their expressions looked particularly solemn.
"Don't struggle in vain. This power does not belong to the human world. If King Wu hadn't appeared, you would all be little birds in our cage!"
The Marquis of Blood Yin chuckled, the slits of his narrowed eyes were full of coldness, and as he waved his crystal jade hands, several blood crows flew out of his palms and landed on the black line cage.
"If you don't want to die, you can swallow a blood crow and become our slave. Otherwise... Jie Jie Jie..."
The Bloodyin Marquis laughed in a dark voice, and suddenly pinched the seal with his ten fingers, causing the huge cage to shrink rapidly. The black lines were chaotic like thunder and lightning, exuding the aura of death and destruction.
At the same time, hundreds of black robes on the battlefield had formed a large formation.
On the battlefield that was covered with blood for ten miles, blood lines and runes were everywhere, and bloody crows emerged from the blood, making a terrifying neighing sound.
The expressions of countless warriors changed greatly, and they felt that in the space of the blood-colored runes, there was a mysterious power depriving their bodies of flesh and blood, causing their vitality to begin to dry up.
On the other side, Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan had already led the Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion into the battlefield and killed the black-robed men in the Blood Spirit Hall.
Boom boom.
In the blood sacrifice formation on the battlefield, thousands of blood crows flew, like vultures killing prey, and sank into the bodies of countless warriors.
Some warriors instantly turned into blood mist and exploded when the blood crow entered their bodies.
Other warriors, with their eyes blank and immune to the evil power of the blood sacrifice formation, stood respectfully behind the men in black robes.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, dozens of Wuhou were trapped in the black line cage of the Bloodyin Hou, making it difficult to escape.
Tens of thousands of warriors were trapped in the Blood Sacrifice Formation, losing their flesh and blood, their bodies exploding in the void, or turning into puppets of the Blood Spirit Palace, losing their sanity.
Even though the Iron Cavalry of the Dixuan Shuangzi Camp were invincible, they still felt numb when facing the dense blood crows.
So far, dozens of knights have accidentally let the blood crow enter their bodies. The moment the blood crow entered their bodies, they decisively drew their swords and cut off their own heads.
Ten miles across the battlefield, blood soaked every inch of the land, countless corpses piled up, and countless blood crows screamed, turning this place into a hell on earth.
On the other side, a mass of blood expanded, revealing the true nature of the Blood Spirit Marquis.
The latter held the dragon yuan that shone brightly in his hand, with a proud smile on his fierce face.
Bang bang bang.
In the black line cage, Wuhou continued to die tragically, and his flesh and blood turned into black lines and merged into the cage.
Some Wuhou finally couldn't resist the desire for life, swallowed the blood crow, calmly walked out of the black line prison, and stood quietly behind the Bloodyin Hou with a respectful look on his face.
In the end, there were only ten people who were still resisting to the death.
"Jie, Jie, Jie...is this the so-called character of a warrior? It really makes our family sit up and take notice!"
Looking at the warriors who came out of the black line cage one by one, like a dog crawling on the soles of his feet, Xueyin Hou chuckled, his feminine face full of smiles. His slender jade fingers crossed the handsome faces of several Wu Hous
His face was enchanting and he licked his bright red lips.
Buzz…
At this moment, the mountains and rivers were shaken!
In the snow-white tent on the top of the mountain of Xuanyuan Mansion, a brilliant light suddenly burst out of the sky. The brilliant light disappeared into the clouds and turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one beams of light, falling down on the earth.
In each beam of light, there is a hunting and flying soul-calling flag.
"The soul is back..."
In the snow-white camp, ancient chants rang out, shaking the world.
In the battlefield, Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan suddenly turned their heads. At this moment, they realized that Qin Xuance was still on the top of the mountain, alone. The two men couldn't help but change their expressions, and immediately led Dixuan Shuangzi Camp towards the tent.
The Bloodyin Marquis and the Bloody Marquises turned their heads and looked at the eighty-one soul summoning flags in the sky with some doubts. Then their expressions suddenly changed, and they headed towards the Xuanyuan Mansion camp like thunder.
On the top of the mountain, the ancient chanting continues, like the Huang Zhong Da Lu shaking the world and spreading for hundreds of miles: