A Will Eternal

Another roar came from the void, and a huge dragon with an incomparably dark body stretched out its huge head from the void. The black scales were erected at the moment, the eyes were bloody, and it was extremely cruel and crazy.

It is... Tianjiao Molong!

This scene made Bai Xiaochun's mind agitated, and made all the disciples of Lingxi Sect buzzing, whether it was the Ninth Mountain, or the white sun, as well as those inheritance sequences and formation giants, all these Everything that many people have never heard of before.

This is... the foundation!

The heritage of a sect!

Just at this moment when everyone was shocked, suddenly, above the ninth mountain, in the highest point of this area, in the rising white sun, the black crow, suddenly, came out. A hoarse scream.

Wow!

Like a baby crying, at the moment when it came out, the sky and the earth roared, and a wave of fluctuations formed silently from outside the Luochen Mountains and went straight to the heaven and earth within the scope of the Blood Stream Sect.

Looking around, this wave forms an arc, like an invisible wave of rage, sweeping in all directions, whistling, as if to open an invisible prelude. The diaphragm touched, and when there was a loud roar, there was a sound of clicking, and the nothingness, like a mirror, actually shattered!

As it shattered, a thick cloud of blood spread violently from the place where it touched, and even in the process of spreading, the nothingness there collapsed, as if it had been torn apart and hidden, revealing a thousand feet away, the real world at this moment. !

The blood cloud is galloping, rolling in the sky continuously, connecting the sky and the earth. When looking at it, it seems to see a blood fog that is roaring.

The blood fog, or the boundless blood cloud, contains countless twisted and hideous faces. These faces are male and female. They walk with the blood fog and send out a thunder-like roar towards the Lingxi Sect. Turned into blood, boundless.

There is even more blood rain sprinkled from the boundless blood cloud, accompanied by lightning streaks, where the rain drops, the ground turns into a sea of ​​blood, tumbling like a flood erupting, banging, and in that sea of ​​blood, you can I saw countless blood-colored warships, riding the wind and waves, whistling.

At the same time, in the sea of ​​blood, there are still a large number of corpses, devils, stepping on the sea of ​​blood, roaring into the sky.

Blood Stream Sect... is here! !

Bai Xiaochun's eyes narrowed, he looked at the bloody sky in the distance, and saw outside the Luochen Mountains,

Within the scope of the Blood Stream Sect, under the boundless blood cloud, in the tumbling sea of ​​blood, in addition to the warships, there are countless blood-colored chariots!

Different from the chariots of the Lingxi Sect, the chariots of the Blood Stream Sect are composed of skeletons, which look more terrifying and strange!

On the blood-colored chariot, a large number of the disciples of the outer sect of the Blood Stream Sect, each with astonishing killing intent, showed madness in their eyes. As they approached rapidly, they stared at every disciple of the Lingxi Sect on the Luochen Mountain Range, and were stared at by them. , many disciples of Lingxi Sect trembled.

Those eyes are bloodthirsty, and there is even more astonishing cruelty in killing.

At the same time, around the chariot and the warship, there are still a large number of blood giants in the blood sea. These blood giants have no hair and are full of blood. The giant was surrounded by countless disciples.

Thousands of troops and horses, overwhelming, the momentum is like a rainbow.

There is a cloud of blood above, a sea of ​​blood below, and in the middle is a black screen that cannot be seen through, this black screen is wriggling and boundless.

Only every time the blood cloud drops lightning and bombards the sea of ​​​​blood on the ground, you can use the lightning to see that there are dozens of giants full of prehistoric feelings and vicissitudes, wearing armor and expressionless, these dozens of giants. On the top of the head, there is actually a monk sitting, all of these people have a gloomy expression, and the cultivation base on their bodies is scattered, and they are all in the Core Formation Realm!

Even in the feeling, it is far beyond the ordinary form of pills, especially the blood energy fluctuations in their bodies, which are more intense. Bai Xiaochun can see at a glance that it is beyond the blood energy level of blood sons, and he can see the dozens of blood energy levels. The body of a cultivator seems to have left... the aura of being a blood child!

Bai Xiaochun's eyes shrank suddenly, he remembered the blood stream sect, above the elders of the Supreme Being, only under the ancestors, and the existence of the blood... !

Blood sons form pills, that is, blood smashes!

These dozens of blood sects are the core of this shady scene. On both sides of this shady scene are the hundreds of Supreme Elders of the Blood Stream Sect, all of them flying with their magical powers.

On the outside, there are thousands of foundation-building cultivators. These people turned into long rainbows around them, surrounding the shady curtain, making the blood in the shady curtain even more dignified.

In front of the shady curtain, there are four forces, the first of which is made up of countless devils, forming a huge cyan head. On the head, the blood of Wuming Peak sits there, followed by the elder of Wuming Peak!

The second force is a huge coffin. Around the coffin, there are densely packed corpses. On the coffin, the blood son of the corpse peak and the great elder are sitting cross-legged and looking at the world with cold eyes.

The third force is a severed hand composed of countless flesh and blood. This severed hand exudes powerful fluctuations. In that palm, there sits the blood son of Shaozefeng and the great elder of Shaozefeng.

And the last force is a huge blood sword. This blood sword is sharp and radiates blood. Wherever it passes, it can tear apart the nothingness and make bursts of sharp sounds. On this blood sword, there is only one People... sitting there alone.

This person, wearing a shirt, is Song Junwan. Her complexion is ugly but even more gloomy. It is obviously the disappearance of Night Burial, which makes the strength of Zhongfeng incomparable with other peaks. Also much weaker.

On the ground, in the sea of ​​blood, the outer disciples and inner disciples of the Blood Stream Sect were densely packed. As they approached the Luochen Mountains, they no longer roared, but rushed with suffocation and silence.

In mid-air, there are quite a few foundation-building elders who would occasionally flick their sleeves when they were flying. Every time they flicked their sleeves, a gust of wind would swept across, and hundreds of outer gates and inner gates flew up inside and outside the sea of ​​blood. These flying disciples, There was no panic at all, but in accordance with a specific formation, they actually condensed together in mid-air, forming a blood-colored flesh ball, which was thrown into the distance.

After landing, there was a loud bang, and at the same time as a big hole was smashed, it turned into hundreds of disciples again, and continued to gallop forward, in this way, with the road.

But the force of the meat ball was enough to shock many people. This is the second thing. It is conceivable that when there are too many meat balls like this, a large number of them will fall, or those countless disciples will rush out without fear of death. Must be like locusts, unstoppable!

And this is also one of the tactics of the Blood Stream Sect!

Bai Xiaochun's scalp was numb when he saw it. As a blood son of Zhongfeng, although he knew a lot about the Blood Stream Sect, he couldn't help but find out that there were so many secrets of the Blood Stream Sect that he could not know all of them over the years.

He also saw Song Junwan who was alone, and his heart was complicated and anxious.

Seeing that the power displayed by the Blood Stream Sect is obviously stronger than that of the Lingxi Sect, but these are just the conventional power of the Blood Stream Sect. Its background and ancestors are all in the blood cloud in the sky!

Although there are a lot of hideous faces in the blood cloud, compared with these faces, there are eight figures in this blood cloud, which are earth-shattering and eye-catching, so that no one can ignore their existence!

These eight figures, in the blood cloud, each formed a huge vortex, and all the eyes that looked at it would be distorted, terrifying and imposing like a rainbow.

It can be seen that within these eight vortexes, there is an incomparably huge cyan-colored devil. On top of this devil's head, stands an old man.

There is also a whirlpool with a boneless body in it. It is the terrifying corpse that was awakened that day. On this boneless shoulder, it is the ancestor of the blood stream sect.

In the other whirlpool, Wujizi stood there, condensing 100,000 blood swords outside his body, slashing the thorns and cutting the moon.

The ancestor of the Song family was also in a whirlpool, with a blood banner under his feet. The blood banner had golden runes shining on it. Every time it flashed, countless blood-colored lightning flashed, spreading blood clouds, and descending into the sea of ​​blood.

The eight ancestors of the Blood Stream Sect all appeared, and there was one more, at the top, incarnated as a giant, the whole body was bloody, especially the right hand, which was clearly similar to the big hand of the Blood Stream Sect.

This person is the Blood Stream Sect... the strongest ancestor today!

The Blood Stream Sect has eight ancestors, while the Lingxi Sect has only five ancestors!

The horror of the Blood Stream Sect has not ended. Around the strongest ancestor, there is a giant tree. This giant tree is blood-colored and exudes vicissitudes. This is one of the treasures of the Blood Stream Sect!

There is also a blood-colored mirror. This mirror is a hundred feet in size. There are countless shadows on the mirror surface that seem to rush out and let out a silent roar. In addition, the third treasure of the Blood Stream Sect is two blood-colored iron stones. The bloody shackles formed!

On this treasure, the Blood Stream Sect surpasses the Lingxi Sect!

And the background of the Blood Stream Sect is even more bizarre and extraordinary. It is at the highest point of the entire Blood Stream Sect army, above the ancestors, above the blood clouds, there is a... Scarecrow!

This scarecrow looks ordinary, but it holds a withered human skin in its left hand, a steel scale in its right hand, and a wicked smile on its face, which is enough to make everyone who sees it shocking and terrified.

The arrival of the Blood Stream Sect, from the blood cloud in the sky, the sea of ​​blood on the earth, and the shady curtain in the middle, all these tumultuously approached, forming a terrifying indescribable momentum, turning into an invisible fierce demon, towards the fall of the Lingxi Sect. Chen Shanshan, pressed directly, it seems that all the existences that stand in front of him will be destroyed, torn apart, destroyed in form and spirit, and no longer exist!

All the cultivators of the Lingxi sect, at this moment, their hearts were shaken, and it was too late to generate other emotions. Almost everyone broke out the strongest fighting spirit that they could unleash at this moment!

The momentum rose, and after merging with the Luochen Mountains, it erupted completely, making the runes and lightning in the sky even more roaring, faintly competing with the terrifying momentum of the Blood Stream Sect. (To be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at the starting point (), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read. )