In the royal city of the Principality of Noro, Fang Yongxi sat cross-legged in his palace.
A long sword was placed between his legs, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly swimming.
The fluctuations caused by spiritual power resonated with the sword in front of him, and the two seemed to be connected.
And if Dia and others do it again, they will definitely be surprised.
Because the sword in front of Fang Yongxi, if it weren't for the strange lines on the blade, it would be exactly the same as Li Mu's Golden Spirit Sword!
The blood mist spread everywhere and gradually came to Fang Yongxi's palace.
But just about three feet away from Fang Yongxi, the blood mist seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier that it could not penetrate at all.
No matter how rampant the blood mist is outside of this, there is no way to break through this three-foot area.
This distance seems to call itself a world.
Fang Yongxi slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time, the sword in front of him trembled slightly, as if in response to Fang Yongxi's movements.
Looking at the blood mist surrounding him, Fang Yongxi didn't look panicked at all.
In Fang Yongxi's view, these blood mist, which had harvested the lives of countless people, did not pose the slightest threat.
"Is the movement so loud this time?"
Fang Yongxi subconsciously looked into the distance, which was the direction of Landis City.
He had experienced the war sixteen years ago and had seen the methods of the Blood God Cult, and even he couldn't help but admire this posture.
If you can invade his place silently, it will be a big disaster for other people, even for the weak extraordinary ones.
"I was still thinking about when to trouble you, but I didn't expect you to come first, so I'll collect some interest first!"
Fang Yongxi's eyes instantly became sharp.
Soaring into the air, the long sword in front of him was held in Fang Yongxi's hand. Countless sword lights flashed across the entire palace at that moment.
The blood mist dissipated instantly amid countless sword lights.
A little scream came from the blood mist, as if there was some monster hidden in it, which was cut into pieces by the sword light.
But there weren't any scraps left.
The blood mist dissipated, and Fang Yongxi stood on the ground with his sword in hand. However, he did not feel happy at all after repelling the threat. Instead, he raised his eyebrows.
As if he had discovered something difficult, his eyes became serious.
At the next moment, the blood mist that had been dispersed by countless sword rays once again surged towards Fang Yongxi's palace from all directions.
But this time, the smell of blood carried in the blood mist was even stronger than last time.
"Trouble!"
Fang Yongxi, who had always ignored the blood mist, finally began to pay attention to it.
Originally, he thought that this kind of indiscriminate attack should not be very powerful, even if the Blood God Cult had developed an unknown amount of power in secret.
But Fang Yongxi has confidence in himself, and it is absolutely impossible for these to threaten him.
And this is also true.
But the tricky thing is that this blood mist seems to be endless. No matter how many times Fang Yongxi scatters it, it can fill the place again in a short period of time.
Moreover, every time it comes, the power will increase a little. Although the increase is not large, it is also a bad signal.
This means that it can continue to grow in some way.
And to what extent it can grow, probably no one except the Blood God Son knows.
"What are those guys at the church doing!"
After Fang Yongxi dispersed the blood mist around him for an unknown number of times, he thought anxiously.
The power of the holy light of the church should be the most effective against these magical things.
"The dragon travels the world!"
The aura on Fang Yongxi's body was connected with the long sword in his hand, and his aura suddenly increased.
There was a soft cry from the long sword.
A golden dragon roared out from the tip of the sword as Fang Yongxi swung his sword.
Under the light of this golden dragon, the surrounding blood mist melted rapidly like ice burned by fire.
The golden dragon roared, and Fang Yongxi's palace collapsed instantly.
Flying high in the air, the golden dragon kept circling above the royal city, and wisps of sword energy escaped from it.
Under this power, the blood mist gradually dissipated, but this time, it did not come back again.
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In a wasteland, two figures, one large and one small, were leaning on the edge of a large rock, seemingly resting.
A faint blood mist slowly appeared around them.
That little figure was still sleeping soundly.
But in his hand, he held an inconspicuous scepter, and the gems on the scepter emitted a faint light.
As the blood mist slowly approached him, it felt this faint light.
As if it had encountered some natural enemy, it immediately retreated quickly, much faster than the speed of its spread.
And not far away, the big figure seemed to feel something, its eyes were closed tightly, and it squirmed a few times.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible force of intimidation suddenly emerged from his eyes.
The blood mist that was quietly approaching immediately ran in all directions.
"Blood God Cult!"
There was a flash of anger in this man's eyes.
Forget it, these guys used them as tools more than ten years ago.
Now, their family has given up everything in the past and chosen to start over, but they still want to impose these things on these little guys.
Forget it if they are the sinful older generation, but these new people are the hope of their clan.
This kind of thing is absolutely unforgivable!
"Mamaka?"
This kind of movement naturally woke up Froud who was in a deep sleep state.
Seeing the blood mist that was about to move around him and the angry Mamaka standing there, Froud was a little confused.
He didn't understand that after just sleeping for such a short while, the world seemed to have changed.
"careful!"
After Froud woke up, Mamaka suddenly felt something and immediately grabbed him and headed in another direction.
In the next moment, densely packed red rats emerged from where Froud had been.
"Blood-burning rats!? So many!"
Flood looked at the blood-burning rats that kept appearing under his feet, and couldn't help feeling his scalp numb.
"Is it just these things?"
Mamaka looked at the blood-burning rats that covered the land of the film. At a casual glance, there were at least tens of thousands of them.
Moreover, they are still popping up, God knows what a huge number.
The underground of this area has probably been hollowed out and turned into the nests of blood-burning rats, so there can be such a huge number of them.