There was even a roar coming from nothingness. A huge black dragon with a huge head stretched out from the nothingness. The black scales were erected at this moment, and the eyes were bloody, and it was extremely cruel and crazy.
Exactly... Skyhorn Molong!
This scene caused a sensation in Bai Xiaochun's mind, and made all the disciples of the Lingxi Sect buzz in their minds, whether it was the Ninth Mountain, or the white sun, and those inheritance sequences and giants of formation, all of this Many people have never heard of everything.
This is... the bottom line!
The background of a sect!
At the moment when everyone was shocked, suddenly, above the Ninth Mountain, in the white sun rising at the highest point in this area, the black crow suddenly spread out. There was a hoarse and harsh cry.
Wow!
Like a baby crying, at the moment it spread, the world roared, and a wave of waves formed silently from outside the Luochen Mountain Range and went straight to the world within the scope of the Blood Stream Sect.
Looking at it, this wave is in an arc shape, like an invisible wave of anger, sweeping across all directions, and in the whistling room, as if going to open an invisible prelude, in the world beyond, it seems to be a layer that cannot be felt. When the diaphragm touches and there is a loud roar, the sound of clicking spreads, and the nothingness beyond the distance, like a mirror, actually shattered!
As it shattered, a dense cloud of blood spread violently from the place it touched, and even more so during this spread, the void there collapsed, as if torn apart and hidden, revealing the real world at this moment. !
The blood cloud rushes, tumbling constantly in the sky, connecting the sky and the earth. When I look at it, it seems to see a cloud of blood, which is roaring.
The blood mist, or the boundless blood cloud, contained countless distorted hideous faces. These faces were male and female. They walked along with the blood mist, roaring toward the Lingxi Sect and roaring like a thunder, the clouds and mist rolled like the sky. It became bloody, boundless.
There was even more blood rain falling from the boundless blood cloud, along with the flashing of lightning, where the rain dripped, the ground turned into a sea of blood, tumbling like a flood, blasting, and in that sea of blood, you can Seeing countless bloody warships, riding the wind and waves, howling coming.
At the same time, in the sea of blood, there are still a large number of refining corpses, demon heads, stepping on the sea of blood, roaring to the sky.
Blood Stream Sect... Coming! !
Bai Xiaochun's gaze condensed. He looked at the bloody sky in the distance, and saw that 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 warship, There are countless scarlet chariots!
Unlike the chariots of the Lingxi Sect, the chariots of the Blood Creek Sect are composed of dense skeletons, which look even more terrifying and weird!
On the Scarlet Chariot, a large number of the outer disciples of the Blood Stream Sect were shockingly murderous, with madness in their eyes. As they flew closer, they stared at every disciple of the Lingxi Sect on the Luochen Mountain Range, staring at them. Many disciples of Lingxi Sect trembled.
His eyes were bloodthirsty, and his killing was astonishingly cruel.
At the same time, around the chariots and ships, there are still a lot of blood giants in the blood sea. These blood giants have no heads and blood is gathered all over their bodies. Every step of the way, they can drive the blood sea roar. Countless disciples were also surrounded by the giant.
Thousands of troops and horses, overwhelming the sky, the momentum is like a rainbow.
There is a cloud of blood above and a sea of blood below, and in the middle is an impenetrable shady. This shady is creeping and boundless.
Only every time when the blood cloud drops lightning and bombards the ground blood sea, you can use the thunder light to see that there are dozens of vicissitudes of giants in the darkness, wearing battle armor, expressionless, these dozens of giants. On top of his head, there was actually a monk sitting, and each of these people looked gloomy, and their cultivation bases were scattered, and they were all in the pill formation realm!
Even in his feelings, it is far from the usual pill formation, especially the blood qi fluctuations in their bodies, which are more intense, Bai Xiaochun can see at a glance, that is the more the blood qi of the blood, and the dozens of them. This monk seems to have left... the breath of being a blood!
Bai Xiaochun's eyes shrank suddenly. He thought of the blood stream sect, which is above the Supreme Elder, only below the ancestor, and the one that exists so far... Blood! !
Bloody pill formation is bloody!
These dozens of blood chambers are the core of this shady scene. On both sides of this shady scene, there are the hundreds of elders of the Blood Stream Sect, one by one, all of them are flying.
On the periphery, there are thousands of foundation-building cultivators. These people turn into rainbows around them, clustering around the shady, making the blood in the shady more respectable.
And in front of the shady scene, it is divided into four forces, the first of which is gathered together by countless demon heads to form a huge cyan head. On the head, the blood of Wumingfeng sits there, followed by the Great Elder Wumingfeng!
The second force is a huge coffin. Around the coffin, there are densely packed corpses. On the coffin, the blood son of the dead peak and the elder, sitting cross-legged with expressionless faces, looked at the world with cold eyes.
The third force is a severed hand made up of countless flesh and blood. This severed hand emits strong waves. In that palm, the blood of Shaozefeng and the Great Elder of Shaozefeng are sitting impressively.
And the last force is a huge blood sword. This blood sword is sharp and spreads blood. Wherever it passes, it can tear the void and make sharp sounds. On this blood sword, there is only one person. … Sitting there all alone.
This person, wearing a jersey, is Song Junwan, her face is ugly but even colder, apparently the disappearance of the night burial, so that the strength of Zhongfeng here cannot be compared with other peaks, and it is even more powerful in the current war. They are also much weaker.
On the ground, in the blood sea, the outer disciples and inner disciples of the Blood Stream Sect were densely packed. As they approached the Luochen Mountain Range, they no longer screamed, but rushed with evil spirit and silence.
In mid-air, there are many elders who flick their sleeves when they fly. Every time they flick their sleeves, there will be violent wind sweeping, and hundreds of outer and inner gates will fly up in the blood. These flying disciples, There was no panic at all, but in accordance with a specific formation, they actually gathered together in the air, forming a blood-colored ball of flesh, and was thrown away.
After landing, there was a loud bang, and while smashing a big hole, it was transformed into hundreds of disciples again, and continued to fly forward in this way, leading the way.
But the force of the meat ball smashed is enough to shock many people. This is the second thing. It is conceivable that when there are more meat balls like this, a large number of them will fall, or those countless disciples will rush out without fear of death. It must be as unstoppable as the locust!
And this is exactly one of the tactics of the Blood Stream Sect!
Bai Xiaochun's scalp was numb. As Zhongfeng Blood Son, although he knew a lot about the Blood Stream Sect, he couldn't help but discover that the secrets of the Blood Stream Sect were so many that he could not have known all of the secrets of the Blood Stream Sect in the past few years.
He also saw Song Junwan who was alone, complicated and more anxious.
Seeing that the power displayed by the Blood Stream Sect is obviously stronger than that of the Lingxi Sect, these are just the conventional power of the Blood Stream Sect. Its background and ancestors are all in the blood cloud of the sky!
Although there are a lot of hideous faces hidden in the blood cloud, it can be compared with these faces. In this blood cloud, there are eight figures, shaking the earth and attracting attention, so that no one can ignore their existence!
These eight figures, in the blood cloud, each formed a huge vortex, and all the gazes they looked at would be distorted, terrifying and imposing like a rainbow.
It can be seen that within these eight vortexes, there is a huge and incomparable blue demon. On top of this demon's head, there is an old man whose eyes are like electricity, and his aura is shocking.
There is also a whirlpool, which contains an indestructible corpse, which is the terrifying corpse that was awakened that day, and on the shoulder of indestructible is the ancestor of the blood stream sect Hanyan.
In the other vortex, Wuji Zi stood there, with a sword of 100,000 blood condensed outside his body, splitting the jingle and slashing the moon.
The ancestor of the Song family was also in a whirlpool, with a blood streamer under his feet. There were golden runes shining on the blood streamer. Every time it flashed, countless blood-colored lightning spread out, spreading blood clouds, and descending on the sea of blood.
All the eight ancestors of the Blood Stream Sect appeared, and one more, at the top, incarnate as a giant, with blood all over the body, especially the right hand, which was very similar to the big hand of the Blood Stream Sect.
This person is exactly the Blood Stream Sect... now the strongest ancestor!
There are eight ancestors of the Blood Stream Sect, while there are only five ancestors of the Lingxi Sect!
The horror of the Blood Stream Sect does not end. Around the strongest ancestor, there is a huge wood. This huge wood is bloody and exudes vicissitudes. This is one of the treasures of the Blood Stream Sect!
There is also a blood-colored mirror, which is a hundred meters in size. There are countless shadows in the mirror surface that seem to rush out, making a silent roar. In addition, the third treasure of the Blood Stream Sect is two blood-colored iron stones. The bloody shackles made up!
On this treasure, the Blood Stream Sect is as transcending the Spirit Stream Sect!
And the blood stream sect's background is even more weird and extraordinary, that 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 looked ordinary, but it was holding a withered human skin in its left hand and a steel scale in its right hand, with a wicked smile on its face, which was enough to make everyone who witnessed it shocked and frightened.
The arrival of the Blood Stream Sect, from the blood clouds in the sky, the sea of blood on the earth, and the dark curtain in the middle, all of these churned and approached, forming a terrifying indescribable aura, turning into an invisible fierce demon, towards the place where the Lingxi Sect is located. Chen Shanshan, directly pressed, it seems that all the existence that stands in front of him will be destroyed, fall apart, vanish in form and spirit, and cease to exist!
All the cultivators of the Lingxi Sect, at this instant, all their hearts were shaken, and there was no time to generate other emotions. Almost all of them burst out the strongest fighting intent they could release at this instant!
The momentum was lifted, and after merging with the Luochen Mountain Range, it completely exploded, making the runes and lightning in the sky more roaring, faintly contending with the terrifying aura of the Blood Stream Sect. (To be continued.)