In front of the altar, a three-foot-tall scarlet figure stood, surrounded by a wild and violent aura, like a sleeping dragon, in a state of confusion.
Huang Liang's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, but after seeing Lu Ye's inaction, he realized that something was wrong.
There must be something wrong with Lu Ye!
Almost as soon as his thought turned, another vicious voice sounded: "Kill him! Kill him!"
His tone was full of urgency.
It's a blood owl!
As a strong man with the background of the Divine Sea Realm, he has never put the monks in the Dragon Realm in his eyes, even if he is trapped by the sword formation of the Haoran Academy, he can handle it with ease.
But when Lu Ye was wearing a dragon seat, a great warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.
That scarlet armor gave him a huge sense of threat.
This kind of threat is not only a threat that can decide his life and death, but also a threat that can decide the life and death of the altar!
As a blood race, he is not afraid of death, but the altar cannot be destroyed. This is related to the arrival of the blood realm. If the altar is destroyed, all his previous efforts will be wasted, and the time for the arrival of the blood realm will be greatly prolonged.
Such guilt, even if he is still alive, he will inevitably suffer the punishment of life rather than death.
Therefore, we must quickly kill the Longteng cultivator in armor!
Huang Liang saw what was wrong on Lu Ye's side, and Xue Xiao naturally saw it too, otherwise it would have been unreasonable to stand there without moving after using such a fetish.
This is undoubtedly the best chance to kill Lu Ye.
He originally wanted to go there in person, but the swordsmen of Haoran Academy headed by Yuan Changcun were desperate to entangle him. Even if he used all kinds of mysterious blood dao secret techniques, he would not be able to escape for a while, unless Yuan Changcun and others were driven out first. !
With the order of the blood owl, many blood races woke up like a dream and slaughtered in the direction of Lu Ye.
Lu Ye, who was standing there quietly and motionless, finally moved, he just raised his hands and kicked his feet at will, and each of the powerful and ferocious blood races were killed one after another.
His movements obviously looked extremely simple, but none of those blood races could avoid them.
From a distance, it looks like a group of naughty children are provoking a tall and majestic adult. It is meaningless to let those children show their teeth and claws. The scene looks funny and bloody.
Any vampire who rushed over would either explode and die, or fly out like an arrow from a string, breaking their tendons.
In the dragon seat, Lu Ye felt silently.
Although he wore a three-foot-high armor, which made him seem to have transformed into such a behemoth, but there was not much discomfort, and all the movements were like arms and fingers, round and natural.
With the dragon seat added, he is the dragon seat, and the dragon seat is him.
Every part of the three-foot-tall armor is an extension of his body!
The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was that something was missing in his hand...
For a long time, when he faced the enemy, he was holding an Iwasama sword, and he rarely fought with his bare hands. Naturally, he felt a little uneasy.
Of course, he could use the Iwasama sword, but if the three-zhang-high body held the Iwasana sword, it would be somewhat nondescript, and it would be better to use his bare hands like this.
Fortunately, once you master this thing, it will be engraved in the depths of the soul, so even if you don't have a knife in your hand, it just feels a little empty at most, and it doesn't have much impact.
"Hold on!" Huang Liang's angry shout sounded again, and he personally slaughtered it, leading a group of Longteng cultivators around Lu Ye to relieve him of the pressure.
Before Lu Ye ignored his cry, he thought there was something wrong with Lu Ye, but now it seems that there should be no problem with Lu Ye, otherwise it would be impossible to fight back against the incoming blood clan.
But Lu Ye's action of killing the enemy made him understand the root cause.
Because Lu Ye has been using the most concise means to kill the blood clan, no action is superfluous, this obviously does not want to waste his own strength.
Huang Liang had some guesses in his heart, but he wasn't quite sure.
At this time, there was no time to ask. Since Lu Ye wanted to save his strength, he could only cooperate.
In an instant, where Lu Ye was, the human race and the blood race swarmed, colliding and confronting, the spiritual power was turbulent, and the ultimate move was repeated.
The focus of the war suddenly shifted in this way, which no one of the two powerhouses expected.
At this moment, where Lu Ye is, has truly become the center of heaven and earth.
One side was going to attack, the other was defending, and they all tried their best. The fresh life in this huge area was withering like withered leaves, and corpses flew out one after another, turning into broken limbs and broken flesh.
In the sky, the blood-colored rays of light were even stronger, and the aura that made the monk Longteng extremely unfamiliar continued to permeate.
Lu Ye stood in the same place and did not participate in the battle between the two tribes of monks. The moment he put on the dragon throne and his mind was infinitely lifted, he felt the source of that breath, that was the breath of another world, that was the blood world breath!
Full of vicious aggression!
In the sky, there are even more faint figures tossing and turning in the blood, that is, more powerful blood clan, under the influence of the pulling altar, may come to Longteng at any time.
Hurry up, go faster!
As if feeling his intentions, the blood-colored rays of light that came out of the King Kong Temple and swept northwards suddenly increased in speed. Wherever they passed, they left a clearly identifiable imprint in the air, which would not dissipate for a long time.
In troubled times, human life is like a mustard.
Even the monks who are successful in practice cannot escape this fate.
Every moment cultivator Longteng died by Lu Ye's side, and even a top powerhouse like Huang Liang was also seriously injured, but he still slaughtered the enemy with blood and stayed at Lu Ye's side.
The blood clan attacked several times, but they could not tear apart the defense line of the Longteng cultivator.
In the void, the blood race is very self-reliant and never looks down on other races, especially the human race, which is born weak. In the blood race, this race is the lowest race.
However, after seeing the power gathered in the Longteng Cultivation World, even the blood race has to admit that the human race, which is naturally weak, can sometimes show unimaginable tenacity and tenacity.
This is a characteristic that many races in the void do not possess, and it is also a characteristic that many races envy.
"Isn't it okay?" Huang Liang asked loudly during the chaos.
"Immediately!" In the dragon seat, Lu Ye's response came, and he could clearly perceive that the blood light going north was far away from his position.
After receiving Lu Ye's reply, Huang Liang was relieved, knowing that his previous guess was correct.
Lu Ye didn't move much, he was just accumulating and saving his strength, he was waiting for that thing.
That thing that was suppressed by Kongoji Temple for two thousand years!
A lot of fear and anxiety were swept away, Huang Liang only felt a great hope rising in his heart, even if he was seriously injured, he couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Sword Comes"
However, this expectation was shattered in the next moment.
He looked up and saw the blood surging in the sky, and the scene of the blood river sloping down once again appeared.
The support of the blood clan is here!
Huang Liang was not the only one who saw this scene, and every Longteng cultivator who saw this scene couldn't help but feel despair.
With the current blood clan alone, they have no certainty of victory, and the blood clan has received support, so how can there be any resistance on Longteng's side.
Many blood races rushed out from the blood river of Tianhe, and they all had a strong aura. Without saying a word, they rushed down and joined the battlefield.
One of the blood races, who looked a little old, stood in the air with his hands on his back, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and he snorted softly: "Xue Xiao, you are still so useless!"
The annoyed blood owl who was entangled by Yuan Changcun and the others gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, take down that armor first, it's a variable!"
The old blood clan said: "I don't need you to teach me when I work in this seat!"
He shifted his gaze, looked at Lu Ye who was wearing the dragon seat, and said softly, "Kill him!"
His tone was calm, as if the one to be killed was just a mosquito.
A large number of support from the blood clan rushed to the formation, and the defense line of the Longteng cultivator gathered around Lu Ye was in danger in an instant, and several gaps were directly torn apart.
Numerous blood races followed the gap and slaughtered towards Lu Ye.
Lu Ye, who had been standing in the same place, trying not to move as much as possible, suddenly raised his hand slowly, and as the hand was raised, the wind and clouds changed color, the dark clouds rolled in the sky, the thunder light roamed, and the terrifying power enveloped the earth.
In the whole noisy and chaotic battlefield, no matter whether you pay attention to this place or not, whether you are a human race or a blood race, you can clearly see that big raised hand.
"Huh?" The heart of the old blood clan who had just descended on Longteng jumped, and he felt an extremely ferocious aura rushing from a certain direction.
He looked up quickly, and saw an extremely bizarre scene at a glance.
From the southeast direction, a bloody color came from the sky, cutting the sky into a long-lasting imprint.
"What is that?" The old blood clan frowned and looked over there with all his eyesight. In the next instant, his expression changed.
He seemed to have seen a ferocious dragon shadow, and slaughtered it with his teeth and claws.
And the breath in the blood light is astonishingly the same as the breath of the armor below.
Although the old blood clan didn't quite understand what happened, they also knew that the blood-colored light must never be allowed to approach the battlefield. The sea of blood, if the sea of blood is spiritual, surging toward the blood-colored light that swept over, and instantly enveloped the blood-light tightly.
This kind of secret technique of the blood clan has a very strong corrosion on the spirituality of the spiritual tool and the spiritual power of the cultivator. Spiritual power will inevitably fall into his control and then corrode it.
However, the next moment, a scream came from the sea of blood...