The large-scale action of the undead vampires alarmed some human monks in Hongchuan Mansion and Qianyu Mansion. Some of the more courageous monks quietly approached Wanyue Ridge to find out what happened.
"Could it be that if Zhilinguan is breached, the army of undead vampires will fully capture Hongchuan Mansion?"
"Zhilin Pass has not been breached, but a small group of undead vampires bypassed the defense line and entered Hongchuan Mansion. There is news that they are besieging Huang Yanchen, one of the nine realms."
"What? Huang Yanchen also came to the Northern Territory?"
"Zhang Ruochen showed up in Xianji Mountain, and Huang Yanchen came to the Northern Territory, isn't it normal?"
"Although it is only a small group of undead vampires, they are all quite terrifying masters. Not long ago, a court army responsible for guarding Yanbei County encountered them and was completely wiped out. This was a battle for the Holy Realm human race, and it was quite scary.
, we can just hide and watch from a distance, don’t get close.”
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The monks who dare to come near Fengyue City are obviously not weak, and they at least have the cultivation level of the Fish and Dragon Realm.
A member of the world being surrounded and killed was definitely a big event, and all the monks wanted to know how the situation would develop.
Fengyue City was once one of the military garrison places in Yanbei County. Not only were hundreds of thousands of elite troops stationed in the city, but there were also three city defense formations. Even if three or five saints arrived at the same time, it would be impossible to defeat them.
It shakes.
However, today's Fengyue City has become extremely dilapidated, the city walls are riddled with holes, and some parts of the city have even sunk into the ground.
As for the hundreds of thousands of elite troops, half were killed, and the other half were turned into blood slaves and became the puppets of the blood saints.
The streets and alleys in the city were covered with corpses and bloodstains, like a slaughterhouse.
The golden bat python lay on the ground, licking the wounds on its body with its tongue. When it noticed the blood flowing in from outside the city, it immediately raised its huge head and roared from its mouth.
Qing Mo and Huang Yanchen, who were healing their wounds and restoring their holy energy, immediately stopped and turned into two streams of light, flying to the top of a broken wall and looking into the distance.
"Princess Princess, they have started the sixth wave of attacks. This time... we may not be able to hold on..."
Qing Mo's delicate little face was covered in blood, and his eyes were a little tired. His lower abdomen had been pierced by a sword. Even now, the wound has not completely healed and is still oozing blood.
"If you can't hold on any longer, you have to keep fighting. Even if you die, you will have to make the undead vampires pay a heavy price."
Huang Yanchen was holding a holy sword that was full of gaps. His injuries were more serious, but his phoenix eyes were still sharp and full of fighting spirit. He took out a stack of blood-suppressing charms from the space ring and handed it to Qing Mo.
Now, their biggest reliance is the blood-suppressing talisman.
It's getting foggy!
It's blood mist.
Thick blood mist surged in from all directions and engulfed Fengyue City in an instant.
"Bahta, bahta."
In the blood mist, a large number of blood slaves wearing dark iron heavy armor were marching, crushing ancient buildings in the city. There were constant sounds of collapse, causing dust and blood mist to mix together.
These blood slaves were once the elite army of the human race.
Huang Yanchen's eyes did not look at the blood slaves below, but stared at the dozens of undead vampire warriors in the distance. They all spread their blood wings and flew in the air, some with two wings, some with four wings.
Without exception, they are all top-notch strong men.
There are nine blood saints alone, coming from four different tribes.
The Four Swords Blood Saint is the strongest among all the Blood Saints. There are sword energy flying around his body. His voice is quite cold, and he said: "In the past, I always thought that you were the least qualified to be a world child. Your talent and...
The other eight are too far behind. But after fighting you a few times, I have to admit that you have the qualifications to become a world disciple. Just because of your unyielding will, you have far surpassed other human saints.
By."
Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold and he said without changing his expression: "So, you, the blood general of Heaven, are a little scared?"
"No, no, I just want to tell you that the reason why you are still alive is because we want to capture you alive, otherwise you would have been killed long ago." The aura of the Blood Saint of Four Swords was stronger than that of Huang.
The smoke was more than ten times more powerful, and there was something condescending in his tone.
Huang Yanchen showed a smile and said: "If you are not afraid, why do you hide so far away and instead send a group of blood slaves to fight in the front line?"
The expressions of all the strong men of the undead vampire clan darkened.
The Red Thunder Blood Saint, who has reached the peak of Tongtian Realm, roared: "With your cultivation as a high-level Saint, I can press you to death with just one finger. I will immediately take the one in your hand."
Tell me the origin of the talisman, otherwise, when you fall into the hands of this saint, you will be unable to survive or die."
"Why talk so much nonsense with her? Just suppress her, suck her blood, refine her holy source and holy soul, and naturally you can get all her memories."
A middle-aged woman with only one eye took out a tower-shaped sacred instrument with thousands of patterns and poured the holy energy into the tower continuously.
The blood-red holy tower slowly rotated, flew into the air, and became more than three hundred meters high. All twelve tower doors were opened, and twelve rivers of blood poured out from it, suppressing Huang Yanchen and Qingmo.
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Even the human monks standing hundreds of miles away could feel the thousand lines of destructive power emanating from the blood-red holy tower, causing the sky above them to turn blood-red.
"The person who took action must be Jingta Blood Saint. She is a super murderer. In order to break through the realm and collect blood, she slaughtered thirteen cities and hundreds of small towns in a row, one person per tower.
Not a single one was left alive. The number of humans who died in her hands may have exceeded tens of millions."
"The Bloodless Tower in her hand is also a terrifying killer weapon. As long as a city's defensive formation is broken, tens of thousands of humans can be directly collected into the tower and refined into drops of blood alive.
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Seeing the appearance of the Blood Saint of Jingta, the human monks could not help but tremble, and some of them retreated directly, not daring to stay here any longer.
If they don't run away now, when the Jingta Blood Saint cleans up Huang Yanchen, how will they survive if they pass by here?
Huang Yanchen punched out the Jie Zi Seal, activating a hair that Queen Chi Yao left inside the Jie Zi Seal. The emperor's energy contained in the hair made the space explode.
"Boom."
It was just a strand of hair, but it became dozens of miles long, like a blue sky knife that collided with Wujingxue Tower.
"The Jie Zi Seal is a treasure. Unfortunately, your cultivation level is too low. Even if you can borrow a bit of Queen Chi Yao's power, you will be dead."
The Wujingxue Tower became even larger, as if it had turned into a mountain peak, causing Jie Ziyin to keep falling downwards.
Jingta Blood Saint's cultivation far surpassed that of Huang Yanchen. In addition, Huang Yanchen was seriously injured. Therefore, even if he mastered the Jie Zi Seal, he could not be her opponent.
Qing Mo saw that Huang Yanchen couldn't hold on for long, so he took out the silver kitchen knife, mobilized the few holy energy in his body, and knocked out the silver kitchen knife, hitting the Jingta Blood Saint.
"It is really a waste of resources to have an ancient relic of the gods in the hands of a little girl like you. If it were handed over to this saint, even a true saint would be able to turn the world upside down."? In addition to the Four Swords Blood Saint, there are also
Another Tongtian blood general who wielded a sword also participated in the siege of Huang Yanchen. This man belonged to the royal family of the Qitian tribe, his name was Qi Zhenhuan, and he was an imperial uncle of Qi Sheng.
Qi Zhenhuan was very jealous of the silver kitchen knife. When he saw Qing Mo knocking it out, he moved laterally and stood in front of Jingta Blood Saint.
Characters who can become Tongtian Blood Generals are themselves terrifying figures who can fight across realms. However, the gap between Tongtian Realm and True Realm is too great, so they cannot fight across realms.
"Heaven and earth have no phase, and the world turns around."
Between Qi Zhenhuan's hands, a blood-red light ball appeared, and chaotic rules of the Holy Way poured out from it, spinning rapidly to form an extremely huge vortex.
The silver kitchen knife collided with the vortex, its speed gradually slowed down, and its power became weaker and weaker.
Qing Mo's pale and pretty face suddenly changed. She felt that her control over the silver kitchen knife was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to take the silver kitchen knife back.
However, Qi Zhenhuan grabbed the handle of the silver kitchen knife first, with an expression of ecstasy on his face, and laughed: "An ancient artifact relic of the gods! I never thought that I could also get an ancient artifact relic of the gods. With it,
, so what if you meet the true saint of the human race? Not sure, if you use your original power, the true saint can kill you."
"Wow——"
The silver kitchen knife trembled violently, making a deafening sound, and sharp sword auras emitted, causing Qi Zhenhuan's tiger's mouth to split open.
The silver kitchen knife flew out and returned to Qing Mo's hand.
"The spirit of the ancient divine artifact is so powerful. It seems that the only way to control it is to kill its owner." Qi Zhenhuan's eyes showed fierce killing intent.
Qing Mo felt that all his strength had been exhausted. He glanced down and saw hundreds of thousands of blood slaves, like locusts, besieging the golden bat python.
The Golden Bat Python is indeed very powerful, but a group of ants can also kill a snake, not to mention a group of blood slaves who are not afraid of life, death or poison.
The body of the golden bat python was completely covered by blood slaves and could not take off at all. The injured parts of its body were attacked the most ferociously. The wounds continued to expand, and more and more blood flowed out of the body.
It kept struggling and screaming.
Qing Mo looked in the direction of Xianji Mountain and murmured to himself: "Sir, do you know that we are under siege? How long will it take for us to be rescued? This time, the Princess and I may really be able to hold on."
Can’t stand it anymore…”
"Based on your cultivation, it's really a miracle that you can survive until now."
The Jingta Blood Saint smiled gloomily and controlled the huge blood tower, bursting out with even more powerful power, pressing it all the way to the top of Huang Yanchen's head.
With a bang, the holy sword in Huang Yanchen's hand could no longer withstand the power of Wujingxue Tower and broke into six pieces. One of the broken swords flew past her cheek, cutting the delicate skin and leaving a trail.
Bright red bloodstains.
Huang Yanchen's willpower was astonishing, and he did not despair. He held the Jie Zi Seal with both hands and continued to resist the Wujingxue Tower above.
How can you give up until the last moment?
"You are really quite tenacious. This hard work is very similar to Zhang Ruochen."
The Blood Saint of the Four Swords narrowed his eyes and noticed something. He looked out of the city with a vigilant expression: "What a powerful evil spirit."
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(There is one more chapter, it’s a little late, I suggest you read it tomorrow morning.)