Chapter 725 The building will collapse

The root cause of Tianhe's appearance, and the reason why the practice world has been declining day by day, have not been known until today.

For a moment, the entire Longteng practice community was excited.

Over the past eight hundred years, many heroes have emerged in the world of Longteng practice, but because of the changes in the world, they have been hindered in the way of practice. I didn't know the reason before, but now I know that all of this is actually because of the attachment and sucking of the blood world. Who can not be angry?

And the ultimate goal of the Blood Realm is to swallow up the foundation of the entire Soaring Dragon Realm. If this is the case, the Soaring Dragon will surely perish!

There are no eggs under the nest, and the monks are all monks of the Soaring Dragon. If the Soaring Dragon dies, it is naturally impossible for them to survive.

If you want to survive, you have to kill all the blood races!

For a moment, the cultivators of Long Teng showed extremely strong hatred for the sudden foreign enemy of the blood race, and their determination to drive them all out.

Under the sky, a large number of blood races gathered, making this place full of blood.

The blood in the blood river formation covering tens of miles has dried up, but the dark red spots still remain in the ravines.

The place where the Baizhang altar was originally located has been replaced by a huge altar.

The altar was in the shape of a hexagram, and all kinds of mysterious and complicated lines on it were disillusioned and disillusioned, making the whole altar look like a living thing, and the constantly flickering light was the breath of the altar.

The efficiency of the blood race is undoubtedly extremely high.

Since they invaded the Dragon Realm, they have created such a complex altar in just a few days, and the materials needed to build the altar were all brought from the Blood Realm.

Obviously, this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing, so they are extremely skilled. There are special blood races who are responsible for chasing the local enemies, there are blood races who are responsible for defense, and there are blood races who are responsible for building this altar.

The moment the altar was built, the blood surged into the sky, and then it seemed to be bleeding, and the blood river overturned, and a large number of blood races descended on the Longteng Realm.

Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng, who was missing an arm, followed Tiansheng, watching this scene from a distance, feeling extremely complicated.

They were undoubtedly extremely lucky to be able to save their lives in the previous conflict.

But in this state, they don't know whether to be lucky or angry.

They have been planted with a very strange secret technique by the blood clan. According to the blood owl, it is the blood slave seal, and the person who planted this seal is the blood slave of the blood clan.

Slave... It is undoubtedly a shameful word for strong people like them who have already stood at the apex of the world.

But they dared not speak out.

Not to mention the terrifying and desperate background displayed by the blood race, even that kind of seal is enough to easily control their life and death.

They could feel that with the imprint of Dharma, any blood race, even if their strength was far inferior to them, could easily kill them.

They are like this, so is Tiansheng, and the surviving monks of Tianhe Sect are also like this.

Today, they have completely become slaves of the blood race.

"Tiansheng, is this the way out you found?" Xing Mo spoke softly, feeling bitter in his heart.

What's the point of paying such a high price, even if you really found a way out?

Tiansheng remained silent, but both Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng could feel the unrest in his heart.

A blood race passed by, and the three hurriedly bowed and saluted, showing extreme humility.

They have already suffered a lot, and they know how to put themselves in the face of these blood races.

"Master, save me!" There was a shrill cry, and Xing Mo turned his head to look, only to see a fair-skinned and beautiful woman being held by a blood clan, screaming in panic.

That is the thirty-one elders in the sect, a rare strong woman in the Tianhe sect, and a woman with an extremely strong personality on weekdays, but at this moment she seems so helpless.

Tiansheng still bowed, as if he didn't hear.

Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng almost gritted their teeth, their hearts were filled with anger, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The blood clan grinned, and bit the thirty-one elder's slender neck. A gudong gudong sound sounded, and the thirty-first elder's screams gradually became inaudible, and disappeared completely after a while.

After the vampire left satisfied, the thirty-one elders who were originally as beautiful as a flower had turned into a corpse, and were thrown on the ground at will.

Many monks of the Tianhe Sect survived the previous battle, but they did not survive the ravages of the blood race. In the past few days, an unknown number of monks of the Tianhe Sect died tragically at the hands of the blood race.

For the blood race, these blood slaves are like raised animals, they can be taken as they please, and no blood race cares about their opinions.

What made them even more horrified was that these vampires actually sucked human blood!

Dragons and snakes are mixed in the Tianhe Cult, and all kinds of treacherous people emerge in endlessly. Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng are also well-informed people, but the evil of the Tianhe Cult monks has a limit after all.

Sucking human blood... They dare not even think about such a thing.

And judging from the situation observed right now, it seems that every blood race has such a preference, or ability, that they can regain their strength by sucking human blood.

Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng have felt the greedy eyes of the blood race on them more than once in the past few days.

Fortunately, they have been following Tiansheng, and Tiansheng is the blood slave seal planted by the blood lord himself, so the general blood clan does not dare to treat them like that for the time being.

But who can guarantee that they will always be safe?

"Huh?" Xing Mo suddenly felt something, looked up into the distance, and saw the silhouettes of big ships on the horizon, and there were figures of monks moving around on the big ships and beside them vertical and horizontal.

"It's finally here!" Cheng Henfeng let out a long breath.

It is impossible for the Longteng cultivation world to remain indifferent to the invasion of the blood race.

Earlier, Long Teng was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties, and was chased and killed by the blood clan to escape...

After that, I don't know what happened, which caused almost the whole army of the blood clan to be wiped out, and only a few hundred people escaped back.

Now that several days have passed, the Longteng practice community should have grasped a lot of information, and in the face of such a catastrophe of annihilation, they will definitely take action.

Looking around, there are countless spiritual ships, which are much larger than the scale of the Longteng practice circle's encirclement and suppression of Tianhe Sect a few days ago.

In any case, last time it was just a civil strife, but today is to drive out external troubles, and Long Teng is also going all out.

Destroy it as soon as possible!

Cheng Henfeng thought hard in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Naturally, the blood race has noticed such a huge movement in the Longteng practice world, but instead of being afraid, they are all full of fighting spirit.

How could they, who came from the blood world, put a group of human monks whose cultivation level was only at the Cloud River Realm in their eyes?

In a realm like Longteng, more than one or two blood clans destroyed it. In the long history of the blood realm, many realms like Longteng were sucked into empty shells by the blood realm, and turned into barren land by the blood clan.

They didn't move before, not because they were afraid of Brother Longteng, but because they couldn't get away.

Now that Brother Longteng took the initiative to send them to their door, wouldn't it be exactly what they wanted?

As a race based on invasion and plunder, the warlikeness and ferocity of the blood race are absolutely incomparable to the monks of the Soaring Dragon.

Without the order of the blood lord, a large number of blood clans took action.

Even though the fighting spirit was boiling in their hearts, the blood race did not take the initiative to attack, but put on a defensive posture, forming a dense and solid line of defense.

Their most urgent task now is not to attack and kill the enemy, but to protect the traction altar.

The altar has been completed, and the connection between the blood world and the dragon world will become closer and closer. As time goes by, more blood races will come to this world.

If they can create more altars, this process will be greatly improved. The more altars there are, the less time it will take for the blood world to devour the dragon world.

"Do whatever you want, don't be an eyesore by my side." Tiansheng, who had been silent for the past few days, seemed to be dumb, suddenly spoke.

Both Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng were shocked, and immediately saluted together: "Thank you, leader!"

What they saw and heard in the past few days let them know that sooner or later, he will become the blood food of a certain blood clan. Tiansheng has the protection of the relationship of the blood owl, and the blood clan can look down on him, but no blood clan dares to rashly take him. He feeds on blood.

But the two of them were not so lucky.

So if you want to survive, you have to find a way to escape from here.

It is undoubtedly an opportunity for the monks of Longteng to attack aggressively.

And Tiansheng's words undoubtedly showed that he had seen the intentions of the two of them.

After thanking them, the two turned around and were about to leave.

However, at this moment, Tiansheng suddenly reached out his hand, and with a surge of spiritual power, he slapped each of the two people's backs.

The two figures flew high like kites with broken strings, each spitting blood.

Xing Mo spat out the pieces of his internal organs, and when he turned his head in shock, he saw only Tiansheng's indifferent face, and he was instantly distraught: "Tiansheng, you must die!"

Cheng Henfeng didn't curse anything, but just threw out his sword brazenly, and in the sharp light of the sword, he threw it at the nearby blood clans.

The last sword in this life, Cheng Henfeng exerted all his strength, the space seemed to be cut, and the few blood clans who were caught off guard were directly turned into pieces of broken corpses, and the incisions were neat and smooth.

But that's all!

The next moment, the figures of Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng froze suddenly, and their skin became flushed, as if their blood began to boil.

Some vampires inspired the blood slave seal in their bodies.

The blood race nearby rushed forward and wrapped them up.

Away from the crowd, Cheng Henfeng finally saw the bloody light flashing in Tiansheng's eyes, and then he realized that Tiansheng had been eroded by the blood clan's secret technique for a long time, and he was loyal to the blood clan. , People who are loyal and unfaithful are different.

At the same time, all the surviving monks of the Tianhe sect, the blood races took action.

The screams continued, and after just a few breaths, everything subsided.

The blood clan dispersed, and there were more withered corpses in various positions.

It seems that after a blood sacrifice, the fighting spirit of the blood clan is getting higher and higher!