The Blood Saint was three meters tall, with blood-red skin, and black patterns were printed from head to toe. The four wings on his back were more than 40 feet long after they spread, and the momentum it emitted was extremely amazing.

When the Four-winged Blood Saint saw that the immortal blood clan saint who was practicing in the valley had died, he roared angrily: "You are looking for death if you dare to kill the half-saint who cannot kill the blood clan."

A semi-saint needs a lot of resources to cultivate.

Dozens of semi-saints die at once, which is equivalent to a large number of backbone forces dying, and any force will go crazy.

Zhang Ruochen seemed calm and looked upward, and said, "Even Immortal Vampire saints, I have killed more than one of them. What is it to kill dozens of semi-saints?"

"What a big tone, do you dare to report your name?"

The four-winged Blood Saint's mental power is far inferior to Zhang Ruochen. He can't see Zhang Ruochen's appearance clearly and does not know his identity.

Zhang Ruochen did not respond to him, but slowly raised one palm and mobilized his mental power again.

Then, a wisp of spiritual energy in the world turned into lightning and lightning, shuttled into the air.

"Puff!"

"ah……"

The lightning condensed into spears and shot down. All the immortal blood clan semi-saints who were still alive were killed, and no living mouth was left.

“Bold.”

The Four-Winged Blood Saint was furious. In front of him, a mere human being dared to provoke a great killing?

You should know that in the Northern Territory, only the immortal blood clan killed humans and enslaved humans. Humans killed the semi-saints of the immortal blood clan are a great act of deviance.

The four-winged Blood Saint's eyes became extremely bright, like two fireballs hanging in the blood clouds. The inside of the two "fireballs" gave birth to a violent force. Then, two pillars of flames fell from the sky and hit Zhang Ruochen downwards.

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and cast a thunder-type spell "Thunder-Running Technique". His body moved and turned into a bright lightning and rushed out, avoiding the attack of the four-winged Blood Saint, and came to a higher position on the edge of the valley.

"Thunder and Fire Vortex."

Zhang Ruochen cast a third-level thunder spell. In an instant, a vortex of hundreds of feet in diameter condensed above the sky, with countless lightning and flames passing through the vortex.

The spells cast by Zhang Ruochen are all low-level spells, and they have been cultivated before their mental power has reached the semi-saint realm.

Although it is a very low-level spell, it is also quite powerful when used by a saint who has reached the 52th level of mental power.

The thunder and fire vortex swept the four-winged blood holy into it, and the power of lightning and flames continued to shoot down, causing the four-winged blood holy to scream, and a large amount of holy blood spilled down from the whirlpool.

When the four-winged Blood Saint broke free from the thunder and fire vortex, his whole body turned black and his holy body was burned to pieces.

"die."

The Four-winged Blood Saint knows the weakness of the spiritual saints. As long as they get close to their bodies, they will undoubtedly die.

Although seriously injured, the Four-Winged Blood Saint still wanted to fight back and swift down quickly, and a silver-white spike stretched out from the palm of his hand, stabbing Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly. After the three meridians were abolished, it would be a problem. If it were the peak period before, the Four-winged Blood Saint rushed over and he only needed one palm to slap him to death.

Now, you can only choose to back off.

After using the Thunderbolt Technique to avoid it, Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and threw it away, and a spherical lightning flew out, hitting the four-winged Blood Saint, making him burst into pieces and scream again.

However, the spells Zhang Ruochen used were too low-level and had limited power, so he could only hurt the Four-Winged Blood Saint and could not kill him.

"What a hateful guy. He clearly has profound spiritual attainments, but he uses the lowest level of spells, which is completely deliberately humiliating me."

The Four-winged Blood Saint did not know that Zhang Ruochen had not practiced advanced mental power spells, but only thought that Zhang Ruochen wanted to torture him, and he felt both frustrated and angry.

"Now, let you be proud first. When the other two blood saints arrive, it will be your death."

The Four-winged Blood Saint knew that the other party was likely to be torturing him, but he was still insisting on waiting for reinforcements. Today, no matter what, he would make this arrogant human pay the price, suck his blood, and refine him into a blood slave.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen was also speechless. The immortal blood clan's vitality and recovery power were too strong. He could not kill him in a short while using low-level spells.

"Bang bang."

The spherical lightning and electric knife continued to fall, leaving dozens of wounds on the four-winged Blood Saint's body, making him howl continuously, blood flowing, and his vitality is rapidly passing.

Just when the Four-winged Blood Saint was about to hold on and prepare to escape, two huge auras of holy paths were heard from the northwest of the valley.

At the same time, on the ground, there were dense army of immortal blood clans rushing into the valley. They were elite troops, with hundreds of thousands of troops forming battle formations and advancing forward rapidly. The momentum of the march made the entire valley tremble gently.

The Four-winged Blood Saint was so excited that tears were about to flow out, as if he had seen the dawn and no longer had to be abused. His whole body was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he roared: "Jingyun Blood Saint, Hongtian Blood Saint, help me kill this human spiritual power saint with one arm. The three of us will share his holy blood equally."

However, before the two blood saints could fly down from the blood clouds, a silver kitchen knife flew out and hit one of the blood saints.

"Puff."

A tragic cry sounded in the blood clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse of a blood saint fell from the sky.

The silver kitchen knife drew a arc in the air, rotated it around, and killed another blood saint.

In just a moment, the two blood saints fell and they didn't even have time to escape.

The Four-winged Blood Saint was stunned and stared at the little girl who looked harmless standing behind Huang Yanchen, and couldn't help but want to scold her.

He always thought that Zhang Ruochen was the strongest among the three, and he thought that Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo were both too beautiful, and should be Zhang Ruochen's family and maid, so he ignored them directly.

Who would have thought that they would be stronger?

If I had known that they were so strong, why would I have suffered so much sin? The Four-winged Blood Saint would have chosen to escape.

After experiencing several consecutive killings and baptisms in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, Blood God Sect, and Yin and Yang Sea, although Qing Mo is still very timid, he has made some progress, at least he has dared to kill people.

It is always necessary to experience life and death and blood before monks can truly grow up.

Huang Yanchen stood quietly aside, paying attention to Zhang Ruochen's battle with the Four-Winged Blood Saint. As long as Zhang Ruochen encounters danger, she will take action as soon as possible.

However, she was surprised to find that even if the three meridians were completely destroyed, Zhang Ruochen was still quite powerful. When ordinary saints met him, they would only be abused.

"Brother Chen, let's fight quickly. The army of the Immortal Vampire has surrounded us, and we must leave as soon as possible." Huang Yanchen also felt that Zhang Ruochen's strength was unfathomable, and he was just torture of the Four-Winged Blood Saint.

The elite army of hundreds of thousands of immortal blood clans was not scattered soldiers, but formed a battle formation and was really surrounded. Even with the cultivation of the three of them, it would be quite dangerous.

The Four-winged Blood Saint had been unable to hold on for a long time and was seriously injured. After knowing that Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo were both powerful people in the Holy Realm, they were even more afraid to continue fighting. They used a fast body technique and fled out of the valley.

If the Four-Winged Blood Saint did not escape, Zhang Ruochen would probably take a long time to kill him, but he was timid and chose to escape, which gave Zhang Ruochen a chance.

Zhang Ruochen rushed forward and slashed his palm into a knife shape, slashing forward: "Nine Slash Electric Knife."

Nine long thunder and lightning swords flew out like water waves, one after another, one after another, slashing on the body of the four-winged Blood Saint.

The seven swords in front were blocked by the Four-Winged Blood Saint. The eighth sword fell, and the violent thunder and lightning force tore the four blood wings on his back into pieces of flesh the size of a palm.

The ninth sword flew out and directly divided the four-winged Blood Saint's holy body into two halves, completely losing his vitality.

Huang Yanchen walked over, stared at the body of the Four-Winged Blood Saint, and said meaningfully: "Even if you only practice your mental power, you can still be called emperor or emperor in the future. Anyone who dares to underestimate you will pay a heavy price."

Zhang Ruochen felt a little tired and said without saying anything, "Let's go, leave here quickly, and don't be targeted by the top saints of the Immortal Vampire."

After all, it was in the territory of the Immortal Vampire. Such a big disturbance would definitely alarm the senior executives of the Immortal Vampire. Zhang Ruochen did not dare to be careless.

The three blood saints' holy sources were all collected by Huang Yanchen.

Then, Huang Yanchen made a way in front, and Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo walked behind, forming a triangle that collided with hundreds of thousands of undead blood clan army.

The army's battle formation has not yet been completely condensed and formed, and cannot stop Zhang Ruochen and the other two.

After about a cup of tea, the three of them rushed out and disappeared into the horizon.

There were only a large area of ​​bloody corpses left on the periphery of the valley, with more than 30,000 elite soldiers of the undead blood clan dead, and countless soldiers were injured.

Ningfeng Mansion is a territory occupied by the Qingtian Tribe, one of the top ten tribes. The message of this killing soon reached the ears of the senior leaders of the Qingtian Tribe.

King Zhongying is the second largest figure in the Qingtian tribe, second only to the existence of the Qingtian Blood Emperor.

At this moment, a clone of the King of Zhongying stood in a magnificent palace, pinched the light talisman in his hand, and murmured to himself: "Three Blood Saints fell, and the 30,000 elite army was massacred. What a big deal. Check the specific identities of the three of them?"

An evil woman wearing a black cloak and a black veil on her face stood under the King of Zhongying, her voice was hoarse, and she said, "Every holy creature in the Northern Region has been registered. Some have defected to us, some have been listed on the "Death List", and some are trying to win over. However, the three of them seem to be not on our registration list."

This woman, named Zhu Qingyi, is the direct disciple of King Zhongying and is also a very powerful Holy Realm powerhouse.

"Isn't the saint of the Northern Region?" The kingly way to win.

Zhu Qingyi said: "One of the three people, there is a spiritual saint. Could it be that the master sent by the Earth Temple to deliberately create chaos in Ningfeng Mansion, and to stop the plan of the Qingtian tribe and the other three tribes from besieging Hongchuan Mansion?"

King Zhongying snorted coldly and said, "The four blood emperors ordered that the four tribes had assembled tens of millions of troops, and they were bound to take down Hongchuan Mansion. This is the general trend and no one could stop it. To disrupt Ningfeng Mansion, it was completely delusional to drag the Qingtian Tribe's army."

After a pause, the Zhongying King asked again: "Where did the three human saints go after they fled from Langxin County?"

"Hongchuan Mansion." Zhu Qingyi said.
Chapter completed!