But to a certain extent, the newly emerged Blood Prison is also a piece of cake, but a harder one to bite.
However, if several forces gather together, this cake will become in their hands. Around the Blood Prison, there are several powerful forces, including two second-rate sects, a first-rate sect, and a first-rate family!
And these nine forces gathered together, and after several days of planning, they finally attacked the Blood Prison. They knew that if the Blood Prison was to rise, they would have to expand their power, and the surrounding strength had long been divided by them.
Only to seize power from their hands.
Instead of being swallowed up by the Blood Prison one by one, it is better to attack and carve up the entire Blood Prison. The Blood Prison now has a population of 300,000. If the blood essence of these people is refined into crystal stones, it will mean a huge sum of money.
resource.
Bang bang! The sound of footsteps was as deafening as thunder, and endless murderous intent emerged from the distance.
Holding a giant sword, Liu Dong stood on the protruding rocks, his eyes falling on the figures emerging from the distance, "These people know how to pick the time!"
The wind blew up the bloody sand, and Liu Dong's face turned slightly solemn. Although they were far apart, he could feel the shocking oppression.
"The four forces have united. I, Old Liu, will die before I leave!" The right hand holding the sword hilt has veins popping out, and the sound of those neat footsteps seems to be on his heart.
"Bah! I, Old Liu, will not die first. I, Old Liu, are destined to stand out!" Even so, Liu Dong's tone was still a little guilty, "The evil star is not around, so why am I, Old Liu, a little lacking in confidence!"
Turning around, Liu Dong looked at the murderous Blood Prison Army behind him. He suppressed the worry in his eyes and replaced it with cold killing intent. He stood up with his sword and pointed it at the sky. Liu Dong shouted coldly: "You guys, those who dare to invade
How to deal with the blood prisoner!"
The sound of cold drinks floated out like thunder, clearly reaching the ears of every Blood Prison Army member.
"Those who offend the Blood Prison will be punished no matter how far away they are!" Each Blood Prison soldier took a step forward with a giant sword in hand. The whole ground shook in vain, and the shouts gathered together and shot straight into the sky.
"Those who violate the Blood Prison will be punished by the nine tribes!" Murderous aura filled the air in every Blood Prison soldier, and hundreds of people were killed on the hands of each Blood Prison soldier.
His cold killing intent spread out from the Blood Prison Army, and finally formed a monstrous killing intent. This killing intent gathered together to form a general trend. With this general trend, Liu Dong turned around and swung down the long sword in his hand.
, pointed his sword into the distance and shouted: "Hell!"
"Only my blood prison!" More than 10,000 blood prison soldiers held giant swords and took a step forward. The sound of their footsteps was as loud as thunder.
Hell is a world of killing. People here long for peace, but the wild nature in their bones makes them yearn for killing.
As a warrior, he is never afraid of life and death, and the people of hell are even more so. Liu Dong's shout undoubtedly brought out the wild nature in the blood prison army, "Kill!"
The general trend is gathering. This general trend has moved the warriors who are watching in the void. In just a few months, the Blood Prison has such terrifying disciples.
However, they don't know that the Blood Prison Army is not a disciple, but a Blood Prison Army, a sergeant! From Liu Dong's initial layout, it can be seen that the Blood Prison is not a sect, but a dynasty.
Bang bang! The sound of footsteps became louder and louder, and figures emerged from the plains one after another. Their murderous intent was equally shocking, and their giant swords were filled with a biting coldness under the sun.
"Qi Zong is invincible!" shouts resounded, and more than thousands of warriors wearing pitch black armor emerged. The leader was a big man whose whole body was covered by armor. His body was exposed to the air.
There was a monstrous murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing this big man, several exclamations rang out in the air, "Master Qi Zong, Xue Xue!"
"Han Zong was so angry that blood flowed thousands of miles!" Immediately, another cold shout resounded, and thousands of Han Zong disciples followed closely. Standing at the top was a young woman with a voluptuous figure.
His eyes were like water, and his tight military robe could not hide the spring light.
"Han Zong Master Xu Mei!" Several more exclamations resounded. Obviously, this young woman has a good reputation in the lonely hell.
"Blood in the Demon Realm!" A warrior wearing a black robe stepped up from the air and landed on the plain. An elegant middle-aged man stood at the top with a sword. Following closely, another man in black robe landed on the elegant body.
Beside the middle-aged man, there was a terrifying aura permeating the two people's bodies. This aura fell into the surrounding void, and faint spatial ripples emerged in vain.
The two people stood there, and the aura permeating their bodies was enough to overwhelm the general trend condensed on the entire plain, the powerful Spirit Emperor realm.
Seeing those two figures, Liu Dong's eyes showed deep fear, "Confucianism and summer will bring blood to the ages!"
Qi Zong and Han Zong are both second-rate sects. Their sect leaders, Xue Xue and Xu Ran, are both Lingzun level 3 warriors, while Demon Realm is a first-rate sect. The two major masters of Demon Realm, Na Xia, have been strong at the Spiritual Emperor level for thousands of years.
And this time, there is another aristocratic family in the joint trial, the An family! Hundreds of warriors stepped forward, rolling up a huge amount of blood and sand. The blood sand fell to the ground, and the head of the An family, the dark blade, stepped out. Although he was old,
However, there is a shocking aura permeating the air, the spirit emperor realm.
Four forces gathered together, and the three Spirit Emperor realm warriors gathered together with endless pressure, directly overwhelming the momentum of the Blood Prison Army.
"Three Spirit Emperor realm warriors! All Spirit Emperor realm warriors have appeared. These four forces are going to destroy the Blood Prison in one fell swoop!" Looking at the three figures, Liu Dong's scalp went numb.
The four forces gathered together, and their number was only tens of thousands. However, these tens of thousands of people were all the elites of the four forces.
The head of the An Family, An Renruo, looked at the top of the Blood Evil Peak with deep meaning and shouted coldly: "Kill everyone who is in the Blood Prison!"
"Kill everyone in the Blood Prison!" Three consecutive shouts resounded all around, followed by tens of thousands of people who shouted: "Kill!"
The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded, and streaks of sword light shot out, heading towards the Blood Prison Army.
Looking at the shooting figure, Liu Dong suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted coldly: "Young men, kill all these bastards for me, Old Liu!"
Liu Dong knew that if he was afraid, the Blood Prison Army behind him would be defeated and even retreat. Therefore, Liu Dong held his sword and was the first to rush out.
The pressure of the three spiritual emperors fell on the Blood Prison Army like a mountain. The momentum of the Blood Prison Army could not help but weaken. However, under the leadership of Liu Dong, the Blood Prison Army still held swords and rushed out one after another. For a time, a battle
Thousands of people are fighting here.
The sound of killing soared into the sky, the sword energy flew like a torrent, tearing apart the surrounding void, and the space flowed turbulently among the crowd.
The three Spiritual Emperor Realm powerhouses did not move, but stepped into the void, volleyed, and their eyes fell on the Blood Evil Peak. The target of the three of them was the Blood Hell Emperor.
"The Blood Prison Emperor can kill the Minhou Sect Master. Even if he has not entered the Spirit Emperor realm, he at least has the strength to compare with the Spirit Emperor realm!"
"So, the two demon domain lords, we join forces to prevent this person from escaping!" Dark Blade, the head of the An family, whispered, and his overwhelming pressure rose up on him.
Hearing this, the two Spirit Emperor realm warriors nodded. They naturally knew the consequences of letting the Blood Prison Emperor escape.
Therefore, at the first moment, the aura of the three people locked onto the Blood Evil Peak, an aura comparable to that of the Spiritual Emperor.
At the top of the Blood Fiend Peak, Young Master Su stood above the clouds holding a sword. Behind him stood the guards, Lin Dao and others.
Those three terrifying auras came through the air and landed on Young Master Su.
Bang bang! Lin Dao and the others all took a step back. But Young Master Su, on the other hand, still looked calm, and his overwhelming aura filled the air from him.
Even in the face of these three auras, Young Master Su never took a step back.
"The Blood Prison Emperor is the belief of the Blood Prison Army!" The Young Master Sword appeared in the hand of Young Master Su, "If the Lord can be dragged back, there may be hope of reversing this battle, otherwise, the Blood Prison will be defeated!"
"However, if the news that the Blood Prison Emperor is not in the Blood Prison has not spread, then the Blood Prison Army will not even have a chance to delay!" Holding the sword, Young Master Su took a step forward, his white clothes making a hunting sound.
With just one step, Young Master Su stood on the hilt of the Sky-Bearing Stone Sword, just like Ye Shaohan did in the past, "Before the Lord comes back, I will be the Blood Hell Emperor!"
The aura of the Half-Step Spirit Emperor realm exploded. Young Master Su looked calm as he faced the three monstrous auras.
"Lin Dao, Lu Qing, you and the other five go down to help Liu Dong!" Holding the sword, Master Su's expression remained calm.
Hearing this, Lin Dao held a feather fan, nodded slightly, and took a step forward. His figure broke through the clouds and rushed straight to the plain.
Lu Qing was carrying the giant sword, with bloodthirsty desire in his eyes, and sneered: "Sir, Liu Dong is not afraid of that guy, how can I, Lu Qing, be afraid!"
Bang bang! Lu Qing swung his sword out, tearing apart the clouds and mist, and also rushed downwards.
The other three Spirit Master level 3 warriors looked at each other and rushed downwards. Looking at the leaving figures of the five people, Young Master Su continued: "Set up the formation!"
Dozens of guards came out with swords in hand and sat down in different positions. Their swords floated up one after another, and the sharp sword energy poured out in vain.
The sword pointed at the sky, and countless sword energies rushed toward the Young Master Sword. For a moment, Young Master Su's aura surged again, approaching the Spirit Emperor realm.
"Eight Cold Sword Formation!" The extremely famous sword formation in the Eight Cold Hells. Back then, with the power of this sword formation, Young Master Su was able to remain undefeated with a hundred moves under the attack of a strong man in the Spirit Emperor Realm. However, now he faced three
A strong man in the Spiritual Emperor realm, he didn't know how many moves he could hold on to.
"My lord, the fate of Blood Prison is in your hands!" There was a sound of hunting in white clothes. Young Master Su took a step forward and raised his Young Master's sword. On the large hilt of the sword, Young Master Su held the sword and danced, the shadow of the sword
Flashing.
A sword shadow emerged around Young Master Su, and finally condensed into eight sword shadows.