The blood clouds rolled, covering the sky and the sun, becoming thicker and thicker, and becoming deeper and deeper, as if they were about to turn into a sea of ​​blood that was so thick that it could not be broken open, crushing the clouds and overwhelming the mountains, pressing down on it.

Suddenly, there was a continuous roar of thunder that made people's blood sink, followed by a torrential rain of blood, falling from the sky like a waterfall.

Taiyan Sword Sect, inside the mountain gate.

Because of the whims of Master Mingyang in this sword sect and their accurate grasp of the actual facts of the martial arts world, which was poured out by the spirit and blood of their disciples, they began to shrink their sect more than a month ago.

power to prevent them from being defeated individually.

In the Taiyan Sword Sect, with the sound of blood-colored raindrops dripping down to the ground like mercury, martial arts figures invited by the Sword Sect have already lined up here.

Looking at this phenomenon that was like a sea of ​​blood pouring down and burning thousands of miles away, the various weapons in their hands were held unnaturally tightly, and the expressions in their eyes were even more gleaming and indescribable.

They had been notified of the Taiyan Sword Sect not long ago, and they also knew that this man had been wandering around the martial arts world in recent months, devouring everything with a sea of ​​blood, like a man-made disaster, more like a natural disaster, like a

What kind of power does the "Gluttonous Beast" possess that can never satisfy its appetite?

To put it bluntly, if they left everything behind and calculated based on their combat power alone, every one of them on the scene would become a monster in the sea of ​​blood, and they would not be able to control their own life or death!

So they came here to support the Taiyan Sword Sect, not out of their martial arts beliefs or moral principles. It was simply a phenomenon of a group of chickens unconsciously clinging together in the face of an unstoppable natural disaster.

After all, compared to this group of people.

The Taiyan Sword Sect, which has been born in this world for 2333 years, is secretly called the "Taiyan brothel" by many people in private, and its leaders in the past generations are all jokingly called the "chief bustard".

, the current generation Mingyang Master is even known as the court leader, but in terms of strength, he is not far behind.

With the Taiyan Sword Sect taking the lead, everyone huddles together to keep warm. Naturally, there are a large number of followers. Who dares to take it lightly?

I saw the flags in the mountain gate of this sword sect filled with curls, the sound of chimes, and the sounds of weapons being unsheathed one after another. The mountains and plains were filled with people, the gongs and drums were noisy, the red flags were fluttering, and the darkness was endless as far as the eye could see. It was called a prosperous and majestic place.

However, the irony is that among these thousands of troops and hundreds of thousands of warriors, looking at the "sea of ​​blood" that is approaching the Taiyan Sword Sect step by step, no one dares to take a step forward. Instead, they all step back step by step.

Withdraw.

I'm afraid that if I'm too late for everyone, I'll become a hideous monster in this sea of ​​blood.

In the world of martial arts, warriors have been dominating and dominating all living beings for ten thousand years. What little blood they have has to be left to their thirty-ninth concubine!

If it is squandered here, who will comfort my many concubines?

Maybe the emerald crown on my head is really as profound as that of Feng Zhengyi.

Thinking of this, these 100,000 warriors retreated even faster. The anger they accumulated after annihilating countless sects in this "sea of ​​blood" in consecutive months, and only a few points, were in their own hands.

The warrior's fire that shines in his heart, when facing this "sea of ​​blood", has long been like a candlelight in the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, disappearing in an instant.

Anyway, even if something big happens, the Taiyan Sword Sect will have to take care of it. If the Taiyan Sword Sect can't do it, the other two Holy Lands will definitely intervene.

This group of [salted fish] who have been wiped out countless times, as long as they can shout "6666" when watching from the side, there is no need to dare to be the first in the world.

What if I suddenly steal the limelight from these holy places and make them unable to get off the stage? If they think that their sect is planning to seize the title of a "holy place" and dilute their interests, they will directly shoot in the back and let myself

If you inadvertently become a remnant of this great era, then the gain outweighs the loss...

Who among the people present is not Lao Jianghu?

The war is in chaos, who knows who is responsible.

You said it was the Holy Land that was behind the attack. I also said it was the Five Directions Demon Sect who did not want to see the rise of the righteous path, so they directly killed him behind his back!

Usually when my sect does such dirty work, it is always passed on to the Five Directions Demon Sect.

Now that everything has changed, Taiyan Sword Sect has also arranged its own sect clearly in this way.

Moreover, if I try to stand out in this overwhelming disaster, I will exhaust all the vitality of my sect here.

How will they suppress those untouchables in the future, and how can they wield their sickles to harvest "leeks"?

Those other sects that have preserved their strength during this catastrophe, seeing their miserable state, will they kindly let themselves go just because they have contributed in this catastrophe and blocked the sword for them?

Hehehe, everything in the world can be weighed and priced, but only [trust] is the most luxurious!

So, it’s better for everyone to just follow the crowd. If you act carelessly and make irresponsible remarks about the court, you will lose your head!

One step, two steps... One hundred thousand warriors are retreating step by step.

In front of the mountain gate of Taiyan Sword Sect, the sky seemed to have been split into a cross-shaped chrysanthemum, and the waves of blood were like waterfalls and rainbows. In broad daylight, all the blue sky and white clouds were dyed into the red sky and blood world, as if it would never be seen again.

There was no brilliance of the sun and moon, only a bloody light.

After two or three breaths, the rain of blood pouring from the sea of ​​blood not only did not disappear, but became more powerful. The blood falling on the ground gathered together and turned into a surging blood tide and a violent wave of blood.

And the tide was mixed with countless noisy sounds, as if there were countless ferocious monsters lurking in the blood tide, eroding the Taiyan Sword Sect's mountain-protecting formation bit by bit, forcing everyone to retreat.

Back again.

The next moment, blood-colored ripples surged from the [blood sea], like steps one after another, connecting heaven and earth, respectfully inviting the arrival of a certain god.

Unknowingly, everyone's eyes widened. I saw in the depths of the "blood sea" that overturned the sky, there was a stunningly beautiful woman with a pale face and no emotions at all. I felt like a puppet.

As the girl stepped out step by step, the bloody lotuses held her up steadily, and in the blink of an eye she was already standing in front of the Taiyan Sword Sect.

Looking at this expressionless girl who was as noble as a god or demon, the martial arts masters within the Taiyan Sword Sect felt a little commotion.

"Is this the saint Mo Huan from the Northern Demon Cult?"

"It's definitely her! Even if she turned into ashes, I would recognize her!"

"How did she become like this? Could it be that...she was practicing the martial arts of the Demon Cult and accidentally became possessed?"

But in the blink of an eye, the "girl" who caused another huge disaster in the history of martial arts appeared in front of them.

In front of that mellow and disgusting smell of blood that could be smelled even through the Yantian Sword Formation of the Taiyan Sword Sect, everyone's whispers stopped abruptly.

Facing this peerless vicious creature, no matter whether she is possessed or not, I can't afford to offend her, I can't afford to offend her!

At this moment, "Mo Huan"'s empty eyes seemed to be looking at the entire Taiyan Sword Sect. Countless warriors were reflected in her eyes. Everyone who saw her eyes seemed to be attracted by countless

Shura, who was made up of killings, was dragged into an endless bloody battle and would never be able to escape.

Her lips were slightly parted as if she was thinking of saying something.

At this moment, everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, wanting to hear what kind of shocking words this person would have.

"Hungry!"
Chapter completed!