This blood spell is also another method of using evil spirits.
Evil spirit is a kind of curse power, but there is no systematic way to utilize evil spirit in the universe of Dayan.
Chen Huangyijian, who taught Luo Zhengyi the Divine Sword, developed a way to use the evil spirit to suppress his emotions and practice the Love-cutting Divine Way.
In comparison, the Saints are much more clever in their use of evil spirits.
They can freely transfer the curse in the evil spirit...
The power of a curse at the moment before a single creature's death is negligible, but the power of a large number of curses is quite terrifying.
This blood spell only targets the same race.
For example, blood spells made with human blood are only effective on humans, but have no effect on other races or other creatures.
Therefore, once the blood spell is released successfully, this blood spell arranged with human blood will be completely targeted at the human race, while the saint race, demon race, demon night race, and even various ferocious beasts will not be affected...
Only after the human race reaches the level of Tianzun, will they not be afraid of this blood spell. Even the world master will be affected. If you stay in the area where the blood spell is arranged for a long time, the world master will also be eroded!
Now that the saints capture a large world, they immediately deploy a bleeding spell, so that they no longer have to worry about the human race occupying it in turn, unless the opponent uses Tianzun to clear the blood spell.
But under the current circumstances, the Heavenly Lords in Dayan Universe are all hiding among the Heavenly Clan. If you dare to come alone, you will never come back. After all, the human race has already lost three Heavenly Lords. The fall of each Heavenly Lord, Victory
It will tilt towards the balance of the saint clan.
This is a step-by-step strategy.
"brush!"
The whip struck suddenly, like a poisonous snake swooping down.
If the whip really hit them, both the old woman and the girl with braids would be whipped into a bloody mist.
The mortals around him all had cold and tired faces, and no one dared to help.
In the eyes of these humans, these saints are like demonic beings. Anyone who dares to resist will be crushed to death like ants.
Two hours ago, there were hundreds of people shouting for a rest, but the saints ignored them and just whipped them down.
When the whip swept across, it was like a sharp knife, directly cutting hundreds of people into two pieces, and they fell miserably into blood foam.
Since then, everyone has understood that don't try to pray for mercy from these saints. Praying to them will only make you die faster.
But at this moment, a figure wearing a golden dragon robe suddenly appeared, grabbed the little girl's arm, and rolled away suddenly to the side!
As soon as the little girl left the spot, the whip fell heavily and hit the old woman directly.
The old woman's thin body was immediately shattered by the whip and turned into a ball of blood mist before disappearing in front of everyone.
"The country, the country's lord..."
When the little girl saw clearly the person who saved her, she was stunned.
The middle-aged man in yellow robe nodded towards the little girl in his arms, then raised his head and said loudly: "Lord Saint, I will lead my subjects to continue on their way. Please bear with me, Lord Saint!"
There are more than 300,000 mortals in this group from the "River Country", and this middle-aged man in yellow robe is the leader of the "River Country" and the only Zhaoshen Realm warrior in the Xi Country.
The Xi Country has developed quite well in recent years, and has even established two second-grade sects, and the leader of the Xi Country is the leader of one of the second-grade sects.
Facing the warriors of the Holy Clan, the leader of a mere small country had almost no power to resist.
He understood that the warriors of the Saint Clan wanted to send his subjects to the Qijue Immortal City for blood sacrifices, but he was unable to resist the Saint Clan at all and could only cooperate with the Saint Clan to migrate towards the Qijue Immortal City...
In the process of migration alone, more than 100,000 of the 500,000 people of Taxi Country have perished. A small number of them were killed by the saints, and most of them died of exhaustion.
"Forgive me? I want you to forgive me! What should I do if you delay my time?" The holy warrior of the Divine Pill Realm stared at the Lord of Xi Kingdom and said coldly.
The leader of the Xi Kingdom was extremely angry, but he knew that these hundreds of thousands of them were not even qualified to fight. These saints drove hundreds of thousands of humans, just like driving hundreds of thousands of sheep.
"I will urge my subjects to hurry up," the leader of the Xi Kingdom promised.
"Humph! That's good!"
In the eyes of the saint warriors, the leader of the Xi Country is also just an insignificant ant. However, these hundreds of thousands of people rely on the constant deployment of the leader of the Xi Country to be able to travel smoothly.
I'm afraid this guy's speed will be much slower! Many people will die on the road.
In fact, the Saints don't want too many mortals to die. After all, they rush these mortals to the Qijue Immortal City in order to squeeze out the blood in their bodies. If most of them die on the way, it is not worth the gain.
The leader of the Xi Kingdom sighed slightly, and said helplessly to a courtier next to him, "Send my order to speed up everyone's speed."
The minister is also in his seventies. Although he is also a warrior, his body is not as good as before. He walked forty miles in a day, which is unbearable even for a young man, let alone an old man.
"But the king... they can't stand it anymore!" the minister said sadly and angrily.
Along the way, many people were exhausted to death. Isn't this forcing people to die?
"There is nothing we can do, please keep patiently," the leader of the Xi Kingdom said in a deep voice.
"How long can you endure? Send us to Qijue Immortal City and let these saints drain our blood?" The person who spoke was a general from the Xi Kingdom.
This soldier is a warrior at the level of the Great Perfection, and he has a very hot temper. After enduring this journey, he really can't stand it any longer!
"You're right! That's not death!"
"Anyway, you're going to die, so you might as well fight with them!"
"Let's die, I'd rather everyone die more comfortably!"
After all, humans are not lambs to be slaughtered. Lambs do not know their own fate, so they will be very obedient until the last moment.
If they know that continuing is a dead end, then there is no need to move forward. They will die no matter what, so why should they contribute to your holy clan?
The resistance that had been suppressed for a long time began to spread, and some low-level warriors and mortals began to break out!
As for the little girl with braids, she kept her head buried in the chest of the king of Xi Kingdom and never raised her head. Her grandmother was dead in front of her. For a child of this age, the world is full of
malicious.
"What's the fuss about? You're looking for death!"
Hearing the noise below, the saint warrior in mid-air immediately raised the long whip in his hand and whipped towards this side!
The long whip erupted with an explosion, and a powerful force suddenly spread out!
"Crack!"
Several people were immediately cut into pieces, with their stumps flying all over the sky, and screams one after another.
Those warriors in the innate realm are already red-eyed and they can no longer endure it!
"Fight!"
"Kill him!"
"I want to die happily..."
The innate creatures were unable to fly, so they all relied on the mountain walls next to the valley to leap high and rush towards the saint warrior.
There was a trace of ridicule on the face of the saint warrior, "It's just you? You're not even qualified to fight!"
It must be a very ridiculous thing for a rabbit to fight against humans. This is probably what this holy warrior had in mind.
After the saint warrior finished speaking, he swung the long whip in his hand. As the whip continued to twist, it turned into snake shadows, moving towards those warriors in the innate realm to select and devour them.
The leader of the Xi Kingdom closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to watch the scene, and the pain in his heart made his face distort.
Three months ago, he had a group of concubines, and the whole country was living a leisurely and comfortable life. Unexpectedly, a few months later, he would lead his country of Xi into the abyss.
He was powerless to stop all this from happening, which is the tragedy of the weak.
If he is strong enough to kill the divine elixir realm warrior, he may still be able to save his subjects...
"Sure enough, being weak is a sin?" the king lamented in his heart.
But the next moment, the king did not hear the screams. Instead, he heard an exclamation from the saint warrior, "Who are you!"
There was a look of confusion on the face of the king. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a young man from the human race standing in the air, holding a long whip that kept shaking with two fingers.