On the Spirit Peak on the Central Island, Jian Guhong and others returned to report to their mission and what they saw.
After Jian Guhong finished speaking, the old man of Ghost Cultivation said, "It's a pity that I couldn't kill the Star Moon Saint. Originally, I had the chance to succeed, but that guy was too alert. He reacted as soon as I took action, and finally only hurt him, hey."
The Holy Lord shook his head and said, "Every one of the holy seeds in this world is favored by heaven and earth. It can be said that they are the son of luck in this world. They are not so easy to kill. It is amazing that Senior Wuchang can hurt him."
Everyone present knew that the Holy Seed was great, and that was definitely not comparable to ordinary blood clans. Take Wuchang as an example. He said that he had the chance to succeed, but in fact, he didn't succeed. Even if he was given such a chance, he would never succeed.
Jian Guhong has also had a head-on confrontation with the Holy Seed. With his powerful sword cultivator's foundation, he can only tie the Holy Seed.
This shows that the power of the holy species is. It can be said that none of the holy species in the blood clan is weaker than those of them.
But such a powerful holy seed has a precedent for being beaten to death by others.
And the one who did this was the Holy Lord in front of them!
It was also that battle that made top-notch people like Dejian Guhong, Wuchang and others convinced and recognized the identity and status of the middle-aged man, the Holy Lord.
You should know that whether it is Jian Guhong, Wuchang, or even the Dharma Cultivator, they were once powerful and famous in the world, they were all considered to be the top combat power of the human race. Each of them was unruly, and every character who was angry and inclined to suppress an era. It is not something that anyone can do if they want to surrender.
Before the middle-aged man emerged, Jian Guhong and others were scattered in a pile of sand, scattered all over the blood refining world, opposing the blood clan because they were strong enough and because neither of them conquered each other.
It was the appearance of a middle-aged man who brought together these loose sands, creating a holy land of blue blood in this Shenque Sea, and building a pure land for the human race.
Stand to this day!
But now the Holy Land of Green Blood is at its most critical moment.
"The blood clan has more troops this time than before, and it seems that he has to make a contribution in one battle." The Holy Lord spoke slowly, "The news from the three directions of the east, south and west has also been sent back. There are several holy species on each front, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers in four directions. The blood clan's troops combined will be at least 1.3 million, or even more."
Jian Guhong and others all raised their eyebrows.
This number is much higher than before. Although the blood clan had repeatedly attacked, it never exceeded one million, so the Holy Land of the Blood was blocked.
But the Holy Land of Green Blood also paid an extremely heavy price.
When Lu Ye came here this time, he saw the Holy Land of Blood. There were oval islands scattered around him, and a large island in the center. But in fact, the terrain here was not like this at first.
In the early center of Shenque Sea, there were a large number of scattered archipelagos, at least more than four times that of the present.
It was a war, and the islands on the outer side were broken and sunk, and only the archipelago on the inner layer was preserved.
If even the innermost island cannot be kept this time, the only central island will be left in the Holy Land of Blue Blood, and there will be no danger to guard at that time.
So this time, the focus of the Holy Land's preservation is whether it can protect the islands on the periphery. The focus is whether it can block the strong attack of the blood clan. It is easy to say that it can block everything, but it cannot be stopped. Once the blood clan is allowed to land on the island, the blood clan will inevitably destroy the island as soon as possible and break the defense line of the holy land out of the gap.
Judging from the forces sent by the blood clan this time, it is undoubtedly difficult for the holy land to block the blood clan and keep the enemy out of it.
"At worst, we can kill out. The blood refining world is so big that we can kill the blood clan everywhere we go." Wuchang spoke.
Jian Guhong shook his head: "It is easy for us to fight out, but what about the other people on the island? They will inevitably be angry with the blood clan. At that time, I am afraid that no one will survive."
The number of human races on the island is very large. They are all human races that migrated from 100,000 miles around the Shenque Sea in the early years. After decades of accumulation, the human race has lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the base is even larger. It is precisely because of this large base that the holy land can continuously supply monks and turn it into a holy land to resist the power of the blood clan.
Cultivators and ordinary mortals have always had their lips and teeth that are cold and have a combination of honor and disgrace. This is the same in Jiuzhou and the Blood Refining Realm.
Wuchang said: "We can't let us live and die with them, there is no reason."
That being said, if things really come to that point, there may not be a few of the top powerhouses in the human race who are willing to escape alone.
The Dharma monk who had never spoken said, "What can I provide in the hometown?"
These people are not rootless trees, but water without source, and they all have some origins.
The blood clan has never understood how many human powerhouses emerged inexplicably under the trend of the blood refining world. It would be fine if they were one or two. The number of human races was huge, and one or two were lucky and had some opportunities. However, such human powerhouses were not as simple as one or two, but dozens and hundreds!
This is the fundamental reason why the Blood Holy Land can stand under the attacks of the blood clan army again and again, because there are enough top-notch people on the Blood Clan Holy Land, and they can kill the attacks of the Blood Clan army again and again, causing them to suffer heavy losses.
The Holy Lord shook his head: "This is exactly what I am confused about. The day before yesterday I found a way to contact my hometown. The feedback I received was that the hometown had provided us with assistance."
But he didn't see any assistance.
"Has provided?" The Dharma monk frowned and suddenly thought: "Can it be..."
Jian Guhong undoubtedly realized something and was about to speak, but the Holy Lord suddenly lowered his head and looked down at the foot of the mountain, with a look of confusion on his face. Then his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared again, he was already at the foot of the mountain, in front of a stone tablet.
Lu Ye stood in front of the stone tablet, looked at the lines of words on the stone tablet, and said softly: "The blood flows through the ages..."
This surprised him extremely because there was also a stone tablet like this engraved with such a line of words under the gate of the Bixue Sect.
However, the stone tablet of the Bixue Sect can only be considered half, and half is on the Danxin Sect. The two stone tablets are combined into one to make the complete stone tablet.
It is said that it was carved by the leader of Danxin Sect by himself decades ago, but one was divided into two, one was given to the Bixue Sect, and the other was left in Danxin Sect, which symbolized the friendship between the two sects.
However, over the past few decades, the friendship between the two sects is like the original complete stone tablet, divided into two, which is very sad.
Lu Ye didn't expect that he could see something similar to the one on the Master's Sect here.
After reading one sentence, I couldn't help but recite the next sentence.
"The loyal heart shines for thousands of years."
I couldn't help but frown. The Master Sect is the Bixue Sect. There is a Bixue Holy Land here, and there is a stone tablet similar to the Master Sect Mountain Sect. This is a bit amazing.
Dao Thirteen suddenly had a slight ups and the pressure of the Divine Sea Realm spread.
Lu Ye was shocked and his thoughts were interrupted. He raised his hand and pressed the Panshan Knife on his waist. When he turned his head to look, he saw a middle-aged man standing not far beside him with his hands on his back.
He had no idea when the other party came. If Dao Thirteen hadn't reacted, he would have been afraid that he would not have noticed it yet.
Swipe, a few figures came, standing in front of the middle-aged man, Jian Guhong and others were there.
At the same time, Lu Ye clearly noticed that powerful divine thoughts were spreading out from all over the central island, and he followed this side, obviously judging the movement here.
But soon, these divine thoughts were taken back.
Lu Ye broke out in a cold sweat, and then he realized that he had always underestimated the foundation of the Green Blood Holy Land. Judging from the traces of the surging divine thoughts at that moment, there were only dozens of people gathering in the Divine Sea Realm on the island at this moment.
This is just a trace, no trace?
He calmed down and looked at the middle-aged man. After a glance, he felt that this person was a little kind-faced and seemed to have seen him vaguely.
But Lu Ye knew that he had never seen this person before.
As for the identity of the visitor, you can guess by seeing the positions of Jian Guhong and others. This should be the Holy Lord of the Green Blood Holy Land.
"Dao Soldier?" The middle-aged man did not observe Lu Ye at the first time, but looked at Dao Thirteen. His powerful divine thoughts surged, and he examined Dao Thirteen's background.
Lingzhi's ignorant Tao Shisan was undoubtedly angry by his unscrupulousness. He roared, rushed forward and punched the middle-aged man.
Lu Ye's face changed and he hurriedly said, "Stop!"
But in the end, I shouted a little late.
With a bang, the middle-aged man didn't move at all. He raised his hand and lightly blocked Dao Shisan's full-strength attack. The air waves visible to the naked eye rushed out, blowing his hair and clothes roaring.
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Dao Shisan's chest.
His movements were not fast, even Lu Ye could see them clearly, but there was an indescribable charm.
What surprised Lu Ye was that Dao Shisan did not avoid his attack.
With a point of view, Dao Thirteen felt as if he was thundered, his whole body was stiff, and then his head hanged and he fell to the ground.
Lu Ye's pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and endless chills surged all over his body. He put his hand on the Panshan Knife, and it was neither right to pull it out, nor if it was not pulled out.
He knew Dao Shisan's strength. He was not top in the Divine Sea Realm, but he was definitely not weak. He was actually surrendered by the person in front of him so lightly?
Lu Ye didn't even know what he did.
This guy...What a terrible cultivation level.
"Don't worry, he just fell asleep." The middle-aged man seemed to notice Lu Ye's worry and took the initiative to speak.
Lu Ye quickly looked at Dao Shisan and found that he seemed to be just asleep, and even snoring started, speechless for a moment.
"This kind of Taoist soldiers' refining method is flawed, so the Taoist soldiers' intelligence is not high." The middle-aged man looked up at Lu Ye, "Is Taishan good?"