Countless people stood on the vast flat ground, and the air was filled with bloody wind, forming an indescribable depression that enveloped everyone's hearts.
Everyone here is boiling with blood, their faces are pale, their eyes are scarlet, and blood is flowing down their arms, drop by drop, seemingly endlessly.
They had long ignored the wounds on their bodies. At this dangerous moment, one mistake could cost them their lives.
"Kill!" Lin Zixuan gritted his teeth. He pulled out the arrow shot from behind, and the tip of the arrow was stained with wet flesh.
But he had already ignored it, his footsteps changed, and his light and shadow steps reached the extreme. In an instant, he was close to the back of the attacker. His right hand was like indestructible steel, passing straight through his body, and then smoothly pulling it out, holding the fist-sized heart.
, crushed it violently, and blood splashed everywhere!
His brows were slightly curved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be enjoying this pleasure. Perhaps it was because of the blood spirit in his body, but he did not stop it. He just allowed this evil spirit to corrode himself, because, under its control,
His reactions will be more sensitive, his speed will be faster, and his strength will even be enhanced!
At this moment, Zhou Feng completely released himself on the battlefield. He seemed to have turned into a real wind, coming and going freely without a trace. Afterimages drifted past, and the blood mist was thick.
Chen Huan's face turned pale. He mobilized all his spiritual power and used hand seals to form a huge blue light curtain in front of him. At the same time, under his command, everyone behind him mobilized their spiritual power to pour into the light curtain, making it even brighter.
Solid and dazzling.
That light curtain seemed to have magical power. It could not be disturbed by water or fire, and could block all magical powers. In this chaotic battlefield, many people cast curious glances at it.
Chen Huan's eyes moved slightly. This was a joint attack formation that he bought from his family. He was weak and could only defend passively and could not attack. If the enemy was alone, he would not hesitate to walk out.
Light screen, kill it.
Xia Haochu, as for Xia Haochu, seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and Lin Zixuan never saw his figure from beginning to end.
The most dazzling ones on the battlefield are those Haoyue God Generals. They kill people with great force and force, raising their swords in their hands and dropping them, separating their heads from their bodies one by one.
What's even more terrifying is that they are hideous and terrifying, with masks of different shapes covering their faces, making them look like the gods of death coming out of hell, which makes people look forward to them and frighten them.
Mu Beiqing's eyes were bright and clear, and he was constantly analyzing the changing situation in his mind. The large-scale casualties made morale low and people panicked. Those Haoyue God Generals were more like powerful and thick mountains, pressing down on everyone, making people suffocating.
"We must establish our authority!" Mu Beiqing clenched his hands tightly, and his majestic aura burst out, forming a wave of wind and knocking down the enemy soldiers rushing around.
"Brother Mu, are you losing your composure? Do you know what the Lord of the City said before coming here?" The voice was somewhat gloomy, coming from behind the crowd and floating in the air.
Mu Beiqing ignored it. He focused his attention on General Haoyue, observed his movements, tried to find out the flaws, and then analyzed the technique.
"Pfft"
One man vomited blood and fell to the ground. The enemy soldier who saw this turned his wrist without thinking, dropped the knife vertically, and stabbed him hard.
"Thief, how can I let you get what you want?" The man stood up frantically, and rushed towards the blade. The knife passed through his body, and he hugged the man with both hands. Everything was completed in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and his body was torn apart and turned into piles of flesh and blood flying everywhere. The enemy soldier also suffered heavy injuries and was chopped to pieces at his feet by the teammates who rushed over.
The teammate's eyes were red, and he would never forget the curve in the corner of his brother's mouth before he blew himself up, which represented relief and relief.
"Don't laugh, lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?" Lin Tianxuan's eyes were wet. He recited the poem softly, and the power of his soul suddenly descended on the attacker. At the same time, he waved his right hand fiercely, and
The man was beaten violently.
Ruthless, indifferent, and cold, this was the combination of expressions on his face. The dark red aura lingering around him, combined with the dull eyes, made him at this moment like a Shura walking out of the sea of corpses.
"Brother Bei, the Lord of the City told me not to be merciful, to kill all of you, and to bury you with the heroic martyrs of our Haoyue Empire." The voice was cold, filled with anger, and contained strong murderous intent.
"Old dog Lu Hui, you have a big spring and autumn dream. If you don't fight to the death, how can you suppress the overwhelming hatred in my heart?" Mu Beiqing clapped his hands and said in a majestic voice: "Xia Haochu, go get the other god for me.
I will use the general’s head to pay homage to the dead souls!”
And among the crowd, a figure stepped out. He had bright eyebrows and bright eyes. The silver armor he wore shone brightly in the sun.
Almost all the Haoyue Divine Generals were focusing on that person at this moment. They had different auras, some were strong and some were weak. The strong ones had reached the peak of the Blood Spirit Realm, while the weakest ones were at the eighth level of the Blood Spirit Realm.
Almost all of them have one thing in common: they are cold, numb, and emotionless. At the same time, they have extraordinary talents and can kill enemies across borders.
"Whoever kills him, the Lord of the City will grant you an opportunity to meet the Emperor." From behind the crowd, Lu Fu's indifferent voice came again.
The Hao Yue God Generals nodded one after another, their eyes were fiery, and the swords in their hands gleamed with cold light and clanked.
In fact, the god general who was closest to the target jumped several feet with the wind in his footsteps, drew his sword and charged towards Xia Haochu.
"call out!"
Auras erupted, sounds broke through the air one after another, and white-clothed figures penetrated the void and came from all directions, locking Xia Haochu tightly in unison, denying him any chance to escape.
"You shameless old bastard, if I find out where you are, I will have to skin you off!" Mu Beiqing looked at Xia Haochu's dangerous situation and cursed secretly. He originally wanted to rely on Xia Haochu to kill someone with force.
The bright moon god will establish his authority, but he does not want to put him in the abyss.
"Alas! Since ancient times, heroes have suffered many hardships, but dandies have never been great men. You must remember! It was not me who took the initiative, but you who forced me to take action!" He sighed, and the surging spiritual energy fluctuations bloomed, and the terrifying pressure caused him to
The bodies of the god generals wearing masks also shook slightly.
…
"This is an excellent experience." Lin Zixuan took a deep breath and felt the full strength coming from his limbs. He found that the floating spiritual energy in his body was gradually stabilizing, and those unfamiliar skills became more and more comfortable.
"Kill!!" Lin Zixuan roared, and he allowed the demonic thoughts in the blood spirit to completely control him. Under this bloodthirsty and crazy will, his pupils were cold and lifeless, but his thinking was extremely calm, and he could not hide from any slight disturbance.
Perception of one's own soul.
He changed his steps and quickly closed the distance of ten feet. The terrifying soul power rushed into a person's mind like a tide, and then gathered into a blade in his sea of consciousness, ending his life. (To be continued)