This huge sea of blood was originally a geographical advantage created by many blood clans for the feather clans, but now there seems to be an invisible beast in the blood clan, which is opening its bloody mouth and quietly devouring the lives of many blood clans and feather clans.
Zhaoming hurriedly called out the names of several other blood clan monks, but without exception, he did not receive a response.
In this sea of blood, it seems that all the blood clans are dead!
But this is simply impossible, because if the blood clan is really dead, the blood sea should collapse. But the blood sea is still there, which means that there are still blood clans that are urging blood techniques to preside over the blood sea.
But why didn't there be any response?
Zhaoming was cold in body and mind, and he vaguely realized that in this short period of time, there was probably something unknown.
At this time, the figures of more than a dozen Taoist monks were flying through the blood sea, and they were doing things in vain. Wherever they went, screams and screams kept coming out.
The Sea of Blood has always been the exclusive to the Blood Clan and is a powerful weapon to deal with human monks. So no one expected that one day this weapon would be so sharp when it was used for oneself.
Those feather enemies were in the sea of blood, like headless flies. They often suddenly realized until they were near, but it was already late.
More than a dozen remaining human monks have never experienced such a refreshing battle. They don’t need to make too many independent judgments. They just need to follow Lu Ye’s guidance, kill in front of the enemy, and reap the enemy’s lives.
For them, this is as simple as eating and drinking water.
I have to say that Changyun had barely done a good thing this time, because all the human monks drawn were superiors and all of them were good at using the Tao. Now, with Lu Ye assisted him, he was in this huge bloody sea, killing enemies was almost like slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Everyone has a good record.
In the blood sea, vitality continues to wither.
Zhaoming retreated backwards, and a strong sense of crisis lingered in her body and could not be dispelled. From the moment on, she vaguely felt that there were eyes staring at her in the sea of blood. Although she didn't know who it was, the invisible pressure made her feel a little unbearable.
Instinctively want to leave here.
Although the range of the sea of blood is large, she can leave with just a count of breaths at the right speed.
However, a murderous intent suddenly came from behind him. Zhaoming immediately shouted, his wings shaking like a saw, cutting all directions. At the same time, the long-standing sky-weaving needle in his hand was shot in the direction of the source of the crisis.
With a jingling sound, Zhaoming's eyes suddenly shrank.
It was because at this moment she clearly felt that her attack on the Sky-knitting Needle was completely blocked and failed to cause any trouble to the enemy.
This undoubtedly shows that the enemy is much stronger than her!
Who is it?
That power reserve?
As far as she knows, the strength of the reserve is indeed very strong, but at most it is at the same level as her. When she urges the full-strength attack of the treasure, the reserve should not be able to block it so easily.
The next moment, she knew who it was.
Just because in the field of vision, a figure turned from hazy to clear, and a sword light flashed in front of him and attacked him.
It’s the human race named Lu Ye!
Zhaoming shouted violently, and the Taoist power surged around his body, turning into protection, and at the same time he pulled away quickly, trying to avoid this attack.
But this knife seemed to ignore the barriers of space and slashed on her body with great accuracy.
Zhaoming's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and he clearly noticed that under the attack of this sword, his protective Taoist power was instantly shattered, and then there was a sharp qi of Bianfeng cutting into his flesh and blood.
The strength of this human race...how powerful!
The next moment, something that made her even more panic happened, because after the sharp aura cut into her flesh and blood, it had no tendency to weaken at all, and directly cut off the Taoist bones in her body.
Zhaoming was very frightened and could not believe that there were such sharp Taoist soldiers in this world.
She also became a leader and Taoist. She has participated in battles of all sizes countless times and has many life and death crises, but she has never been so powerless today.
Her bones were extremely hard, but at this moment she was like paper.
Will die!
Under the intense crisis of death, Zhaoming showed a desperate look on his face.
She led the team to capture the two murderers who killed her and Feiheng's descendants alive, but no matter what, she did not expect that she would die here.
Just as she was thinking this way, Lu Ye suddenly withdrew the knife.
Only the living Zhaoming has value in exploitation, and the dead are just a ragged corpse.
After walking in front of the Ghost Gate, Zhaoming wet his clothes with cold sweat. Before she could recover, she cut off another sword light, and then screamed in the sky.
In the blood sea, the vitality of many feather tribes is still withering. It is not that there is no feather tribe who wants to escape when the situation is not good, but this geographical advantage created for them has now become a quagmire that hinders them.
In the sea of blood, blood techniques continued to breed, turning into numerous obstacles and hindering their bodies.
Furthermore, they followed Zhaoming this time. If they escaped, Zhaoming would suffer a tragic accident and would not be able to explain to Feiheng.
So when Zhaoming's screams came out, all the surviving feather tribes gathered in this direction, hoping to rescue them.
But the figures of human race that kept moving through the sea of blood have now become their death talisman.
Half an hour later, as the last feather tribe was killed by Chu Li and others, the huge sea of blood suddenly dissipated, and the world was clear and clear.
More than a dozen surviving human monks, including the reserve, were injured.
Although the battle just now was full of joy and killed the enemy, even with Lu Ye's secret guidance and assistance, his side had paid a certain price.
There was nothing wrong when they first killed those blood clans. With the sacred suppression performed by Lu Ye, those blood clans had no power to resist at all.
But later, it was impossible to kill the feather clan. Not to mention that those feather clans really had strong men, there were also a large number of them, with as many as hundreds.
With just a lineup of more than ten people, hundreds of enemies were killed. There was no loss on our side, but it was just injured, which was a shocking record.
At this moment, when the sea of blood dissipated, Chu Li and others turned their heads and looked around panting.
I was immediately attracted by the situation on Lu Ye.
In fact, near this deserted island, except for the dozen human monks, there are only Lu Ye and Zhaoming there.
What surprised everyone was Zhaoming's current state.
The Taoist companion of the great elder of the Feather Clan looks extremely embarrassed now. Her snow-white wings were cut off from the root, blood flowed, and there were dense wounds all over her body. Many of the wounds were severed and even the Taoist bones inside could be seen.
Her face was extremely pale. Looking at Lu Ye standing not far away in front of her, she had both anger and panic in her eyes.
Chuli was surprised and happy to see it.
What was shocking was that Zhaoming had such strength that Lu Ye beat her like this alone!
Zhaoming looked miserable, but Lu Ye seemed to be safe and sound, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles in his clothes.
You should know that in Changyun's judgment, Zhaoming's strength is incompatible with him. Zhaoming is not an opponent in front of Lu Ye. Doesn't this mean that he is not Lu Ye's opponent at all?
Who is the origin of this tribe who escaped with Xia He?
Since he is so amazing, why is there no reputation in the sea before?
What was so happy was that Lu Ye actually took Zhaoming down.
In this way, they had bargaining chips for negotiations with Feiheng. Previously, Lu Ye said that he wanted to capture Zhaoming alive, but Chu Li thought that he was fantastic. However, at that time, there was indeed only this way to go, because even if they escaped from here, there was no place for them to stand on the cage sea. Only by capturing Zhaoming could there be a glimmer of hope.
More than a dozen human monks looked at each other and, led by the power, gathered towards Lu Ye.
Except for the reserve, everyone else here only knew Lu Ye during this operation. He was not familiar with him, but his eyes looked at him at this moment were in awe.
They are not fools, so they naturally know that Fang Cai has such a record. Who is the credit for being able to have such a situation now?
It can be said that if Lu Ye were not present today, even if they did not die, they would not live long.
"Brother Lu." Chu Li stepped forward and greeted him.
Lu Ye was investigating the treasure of the woven needle. Zhaoming was taken down by her, so this treasure naturally fell into his hands. Even Zhaoming's storage ring became his spoils.
The treasure of the woven needle is quite famous in the cage sea because this treasure is dedicated to protecting the body. Zhaoming has used this treasure over the years to attack and kill many powerful people from the human race. It is notorious for the human race.
Lu Ye casually put the Tianma Knitting Needle into his bag, which was the treasure of the armor I bought before, and now there are two more pieces.
However, Lu Ye does not intend to sell these two treasures or be swallowed by the talent tree, because compared with other treasures, these two items are still very rare. Even if you can't use them yourself, it will be of great use to give them to relatives and friends in the future.
Lu Ye turned his head, nodded slightly from Chong Chuli, his eyes passed by him, and then looked at the remaining human monks.
Twenty people left the island this time, fourteen were still alive, and six were killed in battle.
The battle was damaged, but there were many enemies killed, so the six were killed.
"Do you want to plant a ban for her?" Chu Li looked at Zhaoming who was standing not far away.
"No need to worry." Lu Ye shook his head, "Do you see if she dares to leave?"
This is also something that makes people unable to understand their power. Although Zhaoming looks miserable, there is no sign of being planted with bans. In other words, she can still exert her own strength.
A person like her should not stand here honestly even if she doesn't find a way to escape.
But since the sea of blood dissipated, Zhaoming has really stood here quietly, without moving.
How dare Zhaoming move? She had tasted the bitter fruit just now.
At this time, an extremely strange power lingers all over her wounds. If anything abnormal is true, the strange power will be like a living, fiercely tearing her wounds, causing her to hurt her bones and her body and soul to tremble.