The large-scale operation of the Immortal Vampire alarmed some human monks in Hongchuan Prefecture and Qianyu Prefecture. Some of the more courageous monks quietly approached the Wanyueling, trying to find out what happened.

"Will the army of the Immortal Vampire Army be captured in full swing? "

"Zhi Lin Pass was not broken, but a small group of immortal blood clans bypassed the defense line and entered Hongchuan Mansion. There was news that they were siegeing Huang Yanchen, one of the nine major kingdoms."

"What? Huang Yanchen also came to the Northern Region?"

"Isn't it normal for Zhang Ruochen to appear in Xianji Mountain? "

"Although it's just a small group of immortal blood clans, they are all very terrifying masters. Not long ago, a court army responsible for guarding Yanbei County encountered them and was wiped out. This is a battle between the human races in the holy realm, which is quite scary. We just need to hide from a distance and watch, don't get close."

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The monks who dare to come to Fengyue City are obviously not weak, and at least they also have the cultivation level of the Yulong Realm.

It is definitely a major event for a world of siege and killing. All monks want to know how the situation will develop.

Fengyue City was once one of the military garrisons in Yanbei County. Not only were there hundreds of thousands of elite troops stationed in the city, but three large cities and conquered formations were also established. Even if three or five saints arrived at the same time, it would not be possible to shake it.

However, Fengyue City has become extremely dilapidated, with the city walls shattered, and some of the urban areas have sunk underground.

As for the hundreds of thousands of elite troops, half were killed, and half were refined into blood slaves and became puppets of those blood saints.

The streets and alleys in the city are covered with corpses and blood stains, like a slaughterhouse.

The golden bat python lay on the ground, licking the wound on his body with his tongue, and noticed the blood and energy pouring in from outside the city. He immediately raised a huge head and let out a roar from his mouth.

Qingmo and Huang Yanchen, who were healing and recovering their holy energy, immediately stopped, turned into two streams of light, flew to the top of a broken wall, and looked into the distance.

"Prince, they started the sixth wave of attacks. This time... we may not be able to hold on..."

Qing Mo's delicate little face was covered with blood, his eyes were a little tired, and his lower abdomen was once pierced by a sword. Until now, the wound has not completely healed, and blood is still oozing out.

"If you can't hold on, you can fight. Even if you want to die, you will have to pay a heavy price for the Immortal Vampire."

Huang Yanchen was carrying the holy sword full of gaps, and his injuries were even heavier, but his phoenix eyes were still quite sharp and full of fighting spirit. He took out a stack of blood-squeezing talismans from the space ring and handed them to Qing Mo.

Now, their biggest reliance is the blood-suppressing talisman.

It's getting foggy!

It's blood mist.

Thick blood mist surged from all directions, swallowing Fengyue City in an instant.

"Call, Call."

In the blood mist, a large number of blood slaves wearing heavy black iron armor were marching, shattering the ancient buildings in the city, and the sound of collapse continued to spread, causing the dust and blood mist to mix together.

These blood slaves were once the elite army of the human race.

Huang Yanchen's eyes did not look at the blood slave below, but stared at dozens of undead blood clan strongmen in the distance. They all spread their blood wings and flew in the air. Some had two wings, some had four wings, and without exception, they were all first-class strongmen.

Just the Blood Saint, there are nine lords, from four different tribes.

The Four Sword Blood Saint is the strongest among all the Blood Saints. With sword energy flying on them, the voice is quite cold and said, "In the past, I always thought that you are the least qualified to be a realm, and your talent is too far from the other eight. But after fighting with you these few times, I have to admit that you are qualified to be a realm. But your unyielding will is far superior to other human saints."

Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold and his face was still changing: "So, you, Tongtian Blood, are you a little scared?"

"No, no, I just want to tell you that the reason why you are still alive is because we want to capture you alive, otherwise you would have been killed long ago." The momentum of the Four Swords Blood Saint was more than ten times stronger than Huang Yanchen, and his tone also had some condescending meaning.

Huang Yanchen smiled and said, "Since you are not afraid, why should you hide so far and instead send a group of blood slaves to fight the front line?"

The faces of the strong men of the Immortal Vampire Clan all sank.

The Red Thunder Blood Saint, whose cultivation level has reached the peak of Tongtian Realm, roared: "Based on the cultivation level of your upper realm saint, this Saint can press you to death with just one finger. Immediately tell the source of the talisman you have in your hand, otherwise, when you fall into the hands of this Saint, you will definitely not be able to survive or die."

"What are you talking about so much nonsense with her? Suppress her directly, suck her blood, refine her holy source and holy soul, and you will naturally get all her memories."

A middle-aged woman with only one-eyed eyes took out a tower-shaped thousand-patterned holy weapon and continuously penetrated the holy energy into the tower.

The blood-red holy tower slowly rotated and flew into the air, becoming more than 300 meters high. All the twelve tower doors were opened, and twelve blood rivers surged out from it, suppressing Huang Yanchen and Qingmo.

Even the human monks standing hundreds of miles away could feel the destructive power of the blood-red holy tower, which turned the sky above their heads into blood-red.

"The person who took action must be the Blood Saint of the Pure Tower. She is a super murderer. In order to break through the realm, she collected blood. One person and one tower, slaughtered thirteen cities and hundreds of towns in a row, and there was no living anywhere. The human beings who died in her hands probably had more than tens of millions of people."

"The bloodless tower in her hand is also a terrifying killing soldier. As long as she breaks through the city's moat formation, she can directly collect tens of thousands of humans into the tower and refine them into drops of blood."

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Seeing the blood saint of the Pure Tower appear, the human monks couldn't help but tremble. Some of them retreated directly and did not dare to continue to stay here.

Now that I don’t escape, I will wait until the Blood Saint of the Pure Tower cleans up the yellow smoke and dust. If they pass by here, how can they have a way out?

Huang Yanchen knocked out the Jiezi Seal, stimulating a hair that Queen Chi Yao left inside the Jiezi Seal. The emperor's aura contained in the hair made the space explode.

"Boom."

It was just a strand of hair, but it became dozens of miles long, like a blue sky sword, colliding with the Wujing Blood Tower and hit it.

"The Jiezi Seal is a treasure, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too low. Even if you can borrow a trace of power from Queen Chi Yao, it will be a dead end."

The Bloodless Tower became even larger, as if it had turned into a mountain, causing the Border Seal to keep falling downwards.

The cultivation of the Blood Saint of the Pure Tower is far greater than that of Huang Yanchen. In addition, Huang Yanchen was seriously injured, so even if he controls the Jiezi Seal, he cannot be her opponent.

Qingmo saw that Huang Yanchen could not last long, so he took out the silver kitchen knife, mobilized the few holy energy in his body, beat the silver kitchen knife out, and hit the blood holy in Jingta.

"A divine relics weapon is in the hands of a little girl like you, which is really a waste of resources. If it is handed over to this saint, even the true saint can turn the world upside down." In addition to the Four Swords Blood Saint, there is another Tongtian Blood General who uses a sword to participate in the siege and kill Huang Yanchen. This person belongs to the royal family of the Qitian tribe, named Qi Zhenhuan, and is a royal uncle of Qisheng.

Qi Zhenhuan was quite jealous of the silver kitchen knife. Seeing Qingmo knocking it out, he moved his body and moved it horizontally, blocking the blood saint of Jingta.

The person who can become a blood general of Tongtian is a terrifying person who can fight across realms. However, the span of Tongtian Realm and True Realm is too large that they cannot fight across realms.

"Heaven and earth have no form, the wheel-turning world."

Between Qi Zhenhuan's hands, a blood-red ball of light appeared, and chaotic rules of the holy path surged out from it, spinning rapidly, forming an extremely huge vortex.

The silver kitchen knife collided with the vortex, and its speed gradually slowed down and its power became weaker and weaker.

Qing Mo's pale face suddenly changed her face. She felt that her control over the silver kitchen knife was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to take back the silver kitchen knife.

However, Qi Zhenhuan grabbed the handle of the silver kitchen knife first, with an expression of ecstasy expression on his face and laughed: "Divine Relics Ancient Artifact! I really didn't expect that this saint could also get a divine ancient artifact. With it, what if he met the true saint of the human race? It may not be certain, if he uses the original power, the true saint can kill it."

"Wow—"

The silver kitchen knife trembled violently, making a deafening sound of swords. A series of sharp sword auras emanated, shaking Qi Zhenhua's tiger's mouth cracked.

The silver kitchen knife flew out and returned to Qingmo's hand.

"The spirit of the ancient divine relics is so powerful. It seems that only by killing its owner can it control it." A sharp murderous intent appeared in Qi Zhenhuan's eyes.

Qing Mo only felt that his strength had been exhausted, so he looked down and saw that tens of thousands of blood slaves were besieging the golden bat giant python like locusts.

The golden bat python is indeed very powerful, but a group of ants can kill the snake, not to mention that they are a group of blood slaves who are not afraid of life and death or toxins.

The body of the golden bat giant python was completely covered by blood slaves and could not take off. The injured part of its body was attacked by the most fiercely, and the wounds were expanding, and more and more blood flowing out of its body.

It kept struggling and screaming.

Qing Mo looked at the direction of Xianji Mountain and murmured to himself: "Young Master, do you know whether we have been besieged and how long will it take to rescue us? This time, Your Highness and I may really not be able to hold on..."

"It's a miracle that you can survive until now based on your cultivation level."

The Blood Saint of Jingta smiled gloomyly, controlling the huge blood tower, bursting out even more powerful forces, pressing down on Huang Yanchen's head.

With a bang, the holy sword in Huang Yanchen's hand could no longer bear the power of the Wuqing Blood Tower and broke into six pieces. One of the broken swords flew past her cheeks, cutting the delicate skin, leaving a bright red blood mark.

Huang Yanchen's willpower was amazing, and he was not desperate. He supported the Zhenzi Seal with both hands and continued to resist the Bloodless Tower above.

How can you give up easily until the last moment?

"It's really quite tenacious. This fighting spirit is very similar to Zhang Ruochen."

The Four Sword Blood Saint's eyes shrank, and they noticed something. They looked out of the city and showed a vigilant look: "What a powerful demonic aura."

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(There is another chapter, which is later, I suggest you read it tomorrow morning.)
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