"Ha ha!"
At this time, one of the Blood Messengers, Lieyan, sneered and said, "They don't know, but I know."
"The Chinese people should have been conquered by our Blood Demon Clan. By then, all 80 million Chinese people will be thrown into the blood pool to practice the Blood Demon Heavenly Art."
"By then, tens of millions of Chinese people will all become blood ghosts and be controlled by our demon clan."
"presumptuous!"
The Dan Envoy said angrily and slapped the Blood Envoy with his palm. Although the Blood Envoy was torn into pieces on the spot, he recovered again in the next second.
"What!"
The Dan Envoy was shocked. He found that the Blood Envoy's body was not pure flesh, but more like some kind of shadow.
"You can't kill me. My Blood Demon Clan practices the top-level Heavenly Art, the Blood Demon Heavenly Art. Only the Heavenly Sovereign can kill us in person."
At this time, Chu Hongtian didn't believe it, and chopped down with one sword. Everyone saw that Chu Hongtian's sword split the flame into two halves, but they actually merged together again and appeared in front of them alive as if nothing had happened.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
This was the first time I witnessed the strange and powerful martial arts of the Blood Demon Clan.
Just two Blood Demon Clan servants were enough to leave them helpless, so the Blood Demon King, the strongest of the three elders and ten true lords, must be invincible.
Just when everyone was thinking about whether to cook with oil or fry with fire or boil in water, Lieyan sneered and said, "I think you should think about how to save your lives."
This made no sense and everyone was confused.
At this time, some soldiers walked in hurriedly.
"Oh no, there's someone outside, there's someone..."
Before he could finish, everyone felt a strong bloody and evil aura coming from the southeast.
Everyone walked out of Qiankun Palace and looked towards the southeast. Sure enough, it was in a barren mountain in the royal city, which was also the direction of the blood sacrifice pool that year.
There emerged a river of blood a thousand feet long.
Only after careful examination could one recognize that these were not rivers of blood, but long dragons formed by countless blood-colored human figures.
These cultivators are all innate cultivators with powerful auras, and the hundred commanders who lead them have reached the golden elixir level.
One hundred thousand cultivators, hundreds of golden elixirs, and earth-shaking might. When a blood dragon appears, the sky changes color.
The monks present all looked gloomy when they saw this.
"Undead Army."
This is the Blood Demon Clan's greatest reliance. This army swept through and overwhelmed the North Cold Ice Region like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Otherwise, if the God King relied on the attacks of each city, sect, and school, it would take three to five years to completely conquer the North Cold Ice Region.
Seeing the Undead Army, all the monks showed fear on their faces, because they were defeated miserably that year, and many of them paid the price of the entire sect.
Therefore, he has a deep understanding of the power of the Undead Army.
"Master, the enemy is too powerful. Why don't we take a step back and discuss the strategy for the battle another day?"
Chu Hongtian suggested.
The Black Dragon King nodded repeatedly.
The Flame Envoy laughed loudly and said, "What do you think? Do you still dare to kill me? If you kill me, I will slaughter 300 million of your people."
"As far as I know, the total population of the Northern Ice Region is only 2 billion. If you dare to move, I will come."
The Flame Messenger said arrogantly.
Everyone felt aggrieved. They really couldn't kill these two people for the sake of the lives of the people, not to mention that they couldn't kill them.
The only option now is to let them go.
But what can we do if this blood demon army keeps doing evil? Are we really just going to have to submit and live in disgrace