Prince Rakshasa made another move, but instead of attacking Shura, he rushed to the group of demons who were stunned by the wooden chickens.

Zhaoming was stunned and immediately reacted. The other party fought hard with Shura for too long, and the true energy in his body was already scarce. At this moment, he wanted to absorb the blood and energy of others for his own use.

Although it was a sword that lacked true energy, many demon races had already been scared and dared not respond. Some even dared not resist or dodge. They just watched the sword reach the death without moving, and died instantly.

A sword swept across the board, and screamed in an instant, and the corpses were all over the ground, blood flowing. A group of demons fled one after another, but unfortunately they were blocked by the blood-colored net. How could they escape? They could only rush around in the net like headless flies.

"The waste is indeed a waste. He only knows how to escape. He is stupid!" Prince Rakshasa laughed and raised his right hand again. Blood was like a sea of ​​blood, flying towards his palms.

Shura's face darkened, his eyebrows soared into the sky, and he lifted the blood-colored sword and was about to slash out.

"Shura, don't..." Zhaoming shouted loudly. He and Shura had a deep affection. As soon as he saw that the other party had any actions, he knew what he wanted to do.

At this moment, the target of the blood-colored sword in Shura's hand was not Prince Rakshasa, but many demon clans. It was obvious that he also wanted to imitate Prince Rakshasa to kill people and seize blood and energy for his own use.

If it is completely hostile, Zhaoming will not show mercy no matter who comes. After all, it is the most important thing to be alive. But these demon clans no longer have any intention of attacking, and after all, they are the same clan, so Zhaoming is really unacceptable to such murder and blood-taking.

More importantly, I and Shura still need to live in Tianjiling. Even if I pass this level before me, once Shura kills people and takes away blood and energy, this place may not be able to tolerate my two brothers.

Zhaoming could not forget the life in the Demon Garden. Because of the identity of the blood demon, Shura has always been hostile to all the demons inside. If it weren't for Ah Cao, he would have been killed by the demons inside. And because of this, Shura has never sucked fresh blood, which made the demons there gradually accept it.

Hearing Zhaoming's shout, Shura's body froze and stopped. He could kill everyone, but Zhaoming was his elder brother. He had to listen to his elder brother's words.

Seeing Shura's actions, Prince Rakshasa laughed: "The demon clan is a waste, and he doesn't even dare to kill people. When I absorb my blood and energy, I see how you fight me."

Shura immediately sneered: "It is not necessary to kill people by absorbing blood and energy. It is too easy to deal with you. Blood pattern vortex!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and saw countless blood-colored patterns appearing in his palms, turning into a red vortex, circling rapidly.

The blood that had been absorbed by Prince Rakshasa in front of him immediately seemed to hear the sound of a horn, and flew towards the vortex of Shura's palm.

"You..." Prince Rakshasa was shocked and angry. He ignored the other party's tricks, and he even thought that the other party could really do it. This situation only shows one thing: the other party's blood control ability is indeed more than he did.

"It's not that easy!" Prince Rakshasa shouted violently, and a large number of blood patterns appeared on the palm of his hand, producing huge suction force to compete with Shura.

For a moment, a large area of ​​blood was fought over by the two people like the sea of ​​blood before, and under the force of force, it constantly changed in various shapes.

After a long stalemate, the blood and energy finally burst into two halves like gauze, and each of them took half of it and sucked it into their bodies.

The true energy is scarce. Although this blood energy is somewhat replenished, it is far from recovery. Prince Rakshasa snorted coldly and killed the blood-colored sword at the demon clan that fled like a headless fly.

Shura was not in a hurry, and watched quietly, with the blood-colored patterns in his hands circling constantly, and it was obvious that he wanted to use the same trick again. He could not violate what Zhaoming said to kill the monster, but it would be okay to seize blood and energy from the other party.

Prince Rakshasa naturally knew his intentions. He turned his eyebrows and suddenly pulled away the blood-colored sword, condensed his true energy and shouted: "Ha!"

The sound waves were like waves, like the thunder of heaven, which instantly woke up the demons who were fleeing in the blood-colored net and stopped one after another.

Looking at the many demon races, Prince Rakshasa said loudly: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, I will kill this blood demon with this prince. I will let you go!"

Zhaoming, who was lying on the ground in the distance, frowned. He didn't expect that Prince Rakshasa would do such a trick. If it were normal, he would naturally find it ridiculous, but it was not in front of him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhaoming felt the strange atmosphere around him, and even more, the thoughts in the minds of the demon races were loose. In other words, these scared demon races had long lost their so-called thoughts. When they heard that they had a chance to survive, they all seemed as if the drowning man had caught a life-saving straw and tried their best to win.

"Haha!" Shura laughed, and looked at Prince Rakshasa and said with a contemptuous look: "I think you will be a powerful opponent for me. Now it seems that I overestimate you. I don't even dare to fight alone, are you a coward?"

Prince Rakshasa looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "How can you let me say anything about this prince? I will do whatever I want. Do you care about it? Don't say anything powerful. You are not qualified to kill me, you are a lowly blood demon!"

As soon as the words came, the demons who were like wooden puppets were stunned for a moment, and they waved their weapons to kill Shura.

"He can kill you, may I not be able to do it!" Shura roared, and the blood-colored sword flipped, and a blood fang slashed out.

Although the true energy is scarce at this moment, the blood and energy that had just snatched Prince Rakshasa has recovered a lot. Moreover, the battle with Prince Rakshasa made Shura more familiar with his skills. The same move is no less than the heyday of the true energy.

If the blood-colored sword light like the fangs of the ferocious beast is unstoppable, the sword light will be slashed like pieces of paper and will be defeated.

The blood and energy were pouring up like a flood. Shura and Prince Rakshasa immediately took action at the same time and snatched with all their might. In an instant, the blood and energy were divided into two, taking half of each.

Another demon clan came, and Shura swung his sword again to slash, and the remains of corpses fell like rain. The blood and energy surged, and the sky was densely filled with blood.

Shura took action to absorb it again, but Prince Rakshasa ignored other blood and used his magical powers to fight against him.

If he fought alone, Shura would naturally not be afraid, but at this moment, other demons came and could only give up for a moment and turn to fight against the killing moves of all directions.

"Kill, kill, he can't hold on! Kill him, you can survive!" Prince Rakshasa laughed. It was not only because of Shura's predicament, but also because of seeing the demons kill each other, which made him feel a strange feeling of pleasure.

"A group of idiots, if you help Shura kill him, won't you survive?" Zhaoming struggled to stand up and shouted loudly.

At this moment, an indescribable sadness arose in his heart. The real enemy was clearly the Prince of Rakshasa, but many demon clans used the same kind of slaughtering each other as a way to survive.

Such a stupid thing is unimaginable, but it really happens in front of you. It seems like the Sky Ridge today. The witch clan is clearly the enemy, but they are all over the civil war and are still very happy.

The sorrow of the demon clan is that it is not only because of its strength, but also because of its spiritual lack, it has become unbelievable and has fallen too deeply.

Zhaoming's shouting had no effect at all, and many demons still attacked Shura with fearlessness.

"Ah!" Shura slashed down with one sword, killing nearly a hundred enemies, and then roared towards the sky.

At this moment, he was really angry. Like Zhaoming, he was not only angry about his own predicament, but also because of the demon clan's own incompetence.

The sword shadow was like a shuttle, without any rules, but it was like cutting vegetables, killing all the demon clans affected by the sword light. The red figure, which was like a storm, instantly turned into a hob meat, and no one dared to touch it.

With a sword, he cut a demon clan into several pieces. Shura stretched out his big hand and grabbed his bloody arm in his hand.

His eyes were red and his heart was already crazy.

Shura opened his mouth in big mouth and bit his arm in his hand. He shook his head and tore it, and a large piece of flesh and blood was bitten in his mouth. He chewed it for several times, and swallowed it into his belly. After a few breaths, he ate one arm cleanly.

In this case, a body of evil spirit surged into the sky, condensed like a cloud, and the flesh dripping from the corner of the mouth, suffocating all the demons in the blood-colored net.

Even Prince Rakshasa's face froze and his eyes opened rapidly.

"It's just eating meat and drinking blood, it's just death. What are you afraid of? You can't even tell the difference between the enemy and me!" Shura roared wildly, as if he was angry and attacked his heart, and a blood column spurted out.

"Shura..." Zhaoming was shocked. Even though he had only recovered 30% at this moment, he also soared into the air and prepared to go over and help.

As for such an opportunity, how could Prince Rakshasa let go? He raised his hand and slashed the blood light at Shura. At the same time, he pinched the magic trick with one hand and pointed out a blood bead, which was as red as fire, which was extremely strange.

"You are not enough to kill me!" Shura roared wildly, and his blood fangs slashed out to fight against the blood dome light.

The two moves collided and shattered. In the rain of blood and energy, the moves were gone. The red blood bead shot directly into Shura's body like a sharp arrow.

With a muffled groan, Shura stepped back dozens of steps. Prince Rakshasa laughed and took the opportunity to slap it out with one palm, absorbing all the scattered blood and energy into his body.

"Shura..." Zhaoming shouted anxiously and was about to take action.

"Don't come here, I can kill him!" Shura shouted, gasped and adjusted his breath with all his strength.

Seeing his firm eyes, Zhaoming clenched his fists, but stopped. It would be fine if the other party exceeded his own realm, but the battle at the same realm was like he was unwilling to others to intervene. Shura naturally didn't want to intervene in the battle himself.

"I was hit by my blood and soul poison, it depends on what else you can do!" Prince Rakshasa laughed, with a proud look on his face, and he was sure to win.

The Blood Soul Poison is one of the most amazing poisons in the world. It cannot be found in the Blood Sea Royal Family. This poison is not an ordinary poison, it can be dirty and has bad cultivation. Even if the Daluo Golden Immortal is attacked, it can be cut into an ordinary cultivator in an instant.

Shura said lightly, "You are wrong. Now I want to kill you, it's just a thought."
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