A huge blood river suddenly appeared above the place where the island was originally located. This can no longer be called the blood river, but should also be called the blood sea.
Of course, compared with the real sea of blood under your feet, it is still a magnificent line of defense.
After all, this is the gathering of more than 70 blood tribes in the Divine Sea Realm. With the complement of the same energy and the formation plate, the breath of the blood sea is neatly united, demonstrating great power.
The sea of blood was surging and squirming, like a living thing.
The blood clan army was approaching, and the blood clan secret techniques rushed into it, creating layers of ripples.
Next to the sea of blood that stretched across the air were many human monks with no end. They all urged them to fight against the blood clan. For a moment, the lights intertwined and the scene was chaotic.
But the number of human race is smaller after all, and it is easy to suffer losses in such an attack. In a short while, he was suppressed and had almost no power to fight back, and there was a lot of casualties.
At this moment, the sea of blood squirmed and expanded with a bang, wrapping all the human races in it.
Lost the trace of the human cultivators, the blood clans who rushed over rushed into the sea of blood. In an instant, the spiritual power was stirring up endlessly inside the sea of blood.
In the sea of blood, Lu Ye and the Taoist soldiers formed a formation, with a tightly connected breath, wandering in this chaotic environment, causing a bloody storm wherever they passed.
The Blood Sea was formed by the gathering of more than 70 blood clan Taoist soldiers using secret techniques. This is their home court, and they obeyed Lu Ye. The blood clan army plunged into it. How could there be any good ending?
Lu Ye just kept firing and slashing, and almost every knife was captured. He didn't need to deliberately find a target. The blood clan Taoist soldiers would guide him, and even send the blood clan who fell into the sea of blood to him.
Many human monks also receive this treatment. It can be said that in this huge blood sea environment, each of them has an invisible helper to help them kill enemies and avoid risks.
The blood clan suffered continuous casualties, and the blood of the dead blood clan became increasingly larger. From the outside, the huge blood sea was creeping and changing, like a monster growing rapidly.
There are still continuous blood clans rushing into the sea of blood.
There are also blood clans who want to cross the sea of blood and enter the air.
But the sea of blood was like eyes, and from time to time, blood-colored whips split out from the sea of blood, dragging these blood clan monks who were trying to leap in. All the blood clans involved were either killed or injured.
For a moment, no blood clan could break through the defense line formed by the convergence of the sea of blood.
Some people were also drawn on the islands on both sides to help. Everyone knew that the blood clan must not be allowed to break through here, otherwise the mortals on the island would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
Although the defense line has been torn apart, now it has replaced the secret techniques used by the blood clan Taoist soldiers, which is more flexible and changeable. This is the opportunity for the human race.
In the sea of blood, Lu Ye no longer bothered to find a target. He and Dao Shisan stood together, chewing the blood crystal in his mouth, constantly replenishing his own consumption. The Panshan Knife in his hand was ready to go. Whenever a blood clan dared to show up in front of him, one master, one servant, one punch and one blow.
Basically no blood clan can stop it.
It’s not that there are blood clans in the Divine Sea Realm that have entered here, but those blood clans in the Divine Sea Realm can only fight each other. How can they compete with this huge blood clan? In this blood clan, any blood clan that has entered has been greatly suppressed. If the blood clans in the Seventh Level of the Divine Sea fall here, they can only exert their strength at the fourth and fifth level.
The killing has never stopped since its beginning.
There are moments of vitality around me, either human or blood.
Lu Ye didn't even know which side of the situation was the upper hand. In such a large-scale war, his personal power was too small, so he could only do what he should do.
Kill the enemy! Kill as many enemies as possible!
I believe everyone else is the same.
Time passed so long, and Lu Ye didn't know how many blood clans he had killed. The initial enemy was constantly sent to him, but gradually the frequency became lower. Until the end, Lu Ye stood there and couldn't wait for the blood clan, so he had to take the initiative to attack, but he also gained little.
He didn't know why this happened. Perhaps the blood clan was almost killed, or perhaps the blood clan had broken through the defense line constructed by the sea of blood and entered the Holy Land of the Green Blood.
He hopes it is the former.
Until a moment, a gentle voice suddenly came to my ears from an unknown direction: "Everything comes out, the blood clan has retreated!"
Lu Ye was stunned for a moment, then he rose into the air and rushed up with Dao Thirteen. After a while, he rushed out of the area wrapped in the sea of blood and turned his head to look.
As far as you see, the blood clan's figure could no longer be seen around the archipelago, but only from that distance, the blood clan's escaped was seen.
Deafening cheers came from my ears, and the surviving human monks were celebrating and venting.
Lu Ye gasped, his face pale as paper, and his almost boiling murderous intent could not be calmed down for a moment.
"Is it okay?" Yue Ji asked with concern.
Lu Ye shook his head blankly.
Suddenly he lowered his head and looked at the sea of blood below. This was the sea of blood gathered by more than 70 blood clan Taoist soldiers under his command using secret techniques, but at this moment the state of this sea of blood was obviously not right.
The scale is more than five times larger than the initial one, and it is squirming violently, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking, looking very unstable.
Lu Ye's divine thoughts surged, and he issued an order to remove secret techniques to all Taoist soldiers, but it was useless.
The sea of blood was squirming even more violently. It could be seen that it seemed to want to split, but it was still difficult to do it.
This is the bizarre thing about the secret technique of the blood clan. The blood rivers used by the blood clan can certainly be compatible with each other and work together to defend against the enemy, but they must not last for too long, otherwise this kind of difficult-to-dividing situation will occur, because once the time is too long, the blood rivers of different blood clans will truly merge together.
Especially this time there were more than 70 blood clan Taoist soldiers who merged into one place, and they also used the same energy to join the branches, so the fusion became more thorough.
Any strength comes at 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 clan army, and the price was that it was difficult for them to separate.
The figures of human monks followed Lu Ye and churned out of the sea of blood. They were all in a mess, everyone was injured, and even serious cases were missing short legs.
The cruelty of a large-scale war was revealed to Lu Ye for the first time.
There are not many human cultivators who survived, only less than 30% of them at the beginning. It can be foreseen that if the blood clan's offensive is more fierce, it is very likely that this side will not be able to defend.
At that time, the blood clan army can drive straight through the gap here, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
The blood sea was wriggling even more violently. From the sea of blood, panic sent out a series of emotions, which were the blood clan Taoist soldiers struggling.
Lu Ye sighed, raised his hand, slowly pressed down, and passed the last order to the Taoist soldiers.
The struggle stopped, and the huge sea of blood slowly fell downwards with Lu Ye's hand pressing down, and finally fell into the real sea of blood.
The waves are surging, and the two are combined into one, and they are not distinguished from each other.
The biggest heroes of this battle never ended up in a good end. Although they were all blood clans, Lu Ye still sighed.
A figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Lu Ye. It was Feng Wujiang who looked at Lu Ye and was startled: "How are you, junior brother?"
"It's okay." Lu Ye shook.
It doesn't matter if this shake is a bit dizzy in an instant. He couldn't help but stagger, raised his hand and grabbed Thirteen's arm beside him: "It seems a little dizzy."
Dingling...
A crisp bell sounded, and a delicate jade pointed at Lu Ye’s forehead. Yue Ji’s voice sounded: “If you are tired, take a good rest.”
The voice was soft, like a dreamy whisper. Lu Ye glanced at her, finally closed her eyelids and fell asleep instantly.
Dao Shisan lifted his collar one after another, and then he did not fall down.
"It's too much consumption." Yue Ji looked at Feng Wujiang.
In this battle, Lu Ye continued to replenish his own power while he was consuming it, and his spiritual power and even spiritual power were consumed unprecedentedly.
During the war, the strength that ordinary monks can exert as their own strength is continuously consumed, and after all, the strength they can exert is something that their own body can bear. However, Lu Ye is different because the power he consumes is simple, so he maintains the highest intensity from beginning to end.
When I was killing the enemy, I could not notice anything, but as soon as the war ended, my tense nerves relaxed, and the fatigue like a tide and the sea surged up and I couldn't hold on.
Feng Wujiang's divine thoughts can help you know what Lu Ye is currently doing.
Life is worry-free, but it only takes a while to cultivate: "Send him back and ask Grandma Jiu to heal his wounds."
Yue Ji nodded: "It should be."
The gap in this defense line can be kept entirely by Lu Ye’s blood clan Taoist soldiers. Although it is not Lu Ye’s credit for it, the dazzling performance of Tongqi Lianzhi in this battle cannot be concealed.
Judging from the forces and lineup displayed by the blood clan in this battle, if there is no such thing as the same spirit, the Holy Land of the Blood will inevitably be difficult to protect. At that time, the old seniors can only lead a group of people to break out of the siege. The holy land will be destroyed, the human race will be slaughtered, and decades of efforts will turn into ashes.
Waves of cheers continued to continue, celebrating the repelling of the blood clan army today.
In the tide of cheering, Feng Wujiang sighed slightly.
This time, we can defeat the blood clan army and preserve the Sacred Land of Green Blood, but what about the next time?
In this battle, the human race did win, but also lost.
One of the eleven archipelagos around the Holy Island was destroyed, and a gap was opened on the line of defense. Next time, the blood clan will definitely concentrate its troops in this direction, and it will be difficult for the human race to prevent it.
As the lord of the holy land, Feng Wujiang must look further and he will inevitably worry.
You should know that the blood clan grows very quickly. Even if they suffer heavy losses this time, it will not take many years to recover their vitality and make a comeback.
But the human race does not have such convenience.