With a light step on the toes of Xue Hai, the whole person was as if he had lost the limitation of gravity and flew up the mountain road.

A blood-colored robe was whispering under the wind, like a burning blood flame.

Fei Li followed behind the Blood Sea, looking at the battlefield in the distance, and the shocking weather burst out from time to time. Large areas of mountain ranges collapsed and mud soared into the sky. She couldn't help but look frightened in her eyes.

Even though there was chaos today and wars were everywhere, it was the first time that there were six Tiangang masters fighting. Fei Li's mind was swaying and she could hardly help herself.

"Young Master, do you really need to worry about them?" she couldn't help but say.

Blood Sea glanced at the battlefield in the distance, and the blood-colored vortex in their eyes kept turning, as if they could see clearly the situation in the center of the battlefield through the explosion of air waves and splashing mud and sand.

In his eyes, Zhao Yinglan's cultivation of the magical magic rotation has been used to the extreme. Every point of true energy and every point of power cannot be wasted. They all cleverly collided with the aura of the five Tianyashas, ​​either flipped, relieved, or shocked, dispelled the attacks of the five people one by one, and even allowed them to attack each other on each other.

"The fantasy demon cycle of the Fantasy Path is worthy of being the supreme magical skill of group battles. Zhao Yinglan's real skills are not much stronger than the five, but they can also be supported by the joint attack of the five."

Xue Hai said lightly: "However, her martial arts in the illusion and demon cycle have not reached the perfect level. Every time she fights, she still needs to use her own qi as her own qi. She cannot borrow the opponent's power in ten thousand and consume the qi very quickly."

He finally made a decisive judgment: "Her defeat is just a matter of time."

Fei Li was naturally extremely convinced of the judgment of the Sea of ​​Blood. He said happily after hearing this: "From today on, all the seven paths of the Holy Gate will be under your control.

"This is inevitable. No matter how the process changes, the result is already destined." Xue Hai's eyes were indifferent, and the vortex in his eyes was turning faster and faster, as if he could see the entire battlefield. However, when he saw the expressions and arrangements of the people in Fantasy and Love Dao, his brows could not help but frowned slightly.

"interesting."

Although Zhao Yinglan was at a disadvantage at this moment, neither the people of Fantasy and Zhao Yinglan himself looked at her face.

Even the Sea of ​​Blood could see that none of the elders and disciples of the Illusionary Path had the intention of helping each other. Instead, they vaguely guarded the road to the top of the mountain, as if they were guarding something.

"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. I want to see what you are hiding." Xue Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, and it had turned into a blood flame, sprinting towards the top of the mountain.

Feili followed him hard, but her heart was as stable as Mount Tai and she had absolute confidence in her young master.

Then he saw a bloody flame turning his eyes and rushed thousands of meters along the mountain road towards the top of the mountain. Seeing this, many disciples of the fantasy love Tao immediately roared and met.

"Don't let him get close to the top of the mountain!"

"Kill him!"

As the strongest sect among the seven paths of the Demon Sect in the past decades, the most masters of the Fantasy Dao have.

Even though he was caught off guard at the beginning and was killed by Tianyasha and Bai Shura, there were thousands of innate masters arranged on the Youshan defense line, and dozens of warriors in the Earthly Demon realm were waiting for the battle.

At this moment, he suddenly encountered an attack, and the true energy of thousands of warriors burst out, and their auras were connected, pushing towards the sea of ​​blood like a sea of ​​overwhelming sea.

However, facing the attack of the aura attack, the Blood Sea turned a blind eye. When the Qi behind him surged, he heard the sound of waves rising. A blood light surged into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it had turned into a sea of ​​blood and collided towards the Qi in front of him.

Rumbled, the aura and the sea of ​​blood collided instantly, enough to tear the city wall and destroy the mountain aura was vulnerable in front of this surging sea of ​​blood, almost collapsed at one touch. In a blink of an eye, it was fluctuating and oppressed by the sea of ​​blood. Thousands of experts from the Illusionary Path changed their faces and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, the overwhelming sea of ​​blood had already been suppressed. Although many masters of fantasy love aura were plucked up their true energy and continued to support the collision between the sea of ​​blood, they were still retreating step by step. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of masters of the innate realm were directly involved in the sea of ​​blood. In a blink of an eye, they melted into a pool of blood and completely merged into the sea of ​​blood.

The disciples of the Fantasy Dao were beaten to retreat step by step, but Xue Hai himself didn't care at all. He walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, as if he was strolling in the garden.

As he moved, the sea of ​​blood in the sky was centered on him and pressed towards the defense line of the fantasy. The sticky blood rivers seemed to be the most poisonous and yin thing in the world. Everything they touched, whether it was a warrior, a plant or a mountain, was constantly melted and finally turned into a part of the sea of ​​blood.

But as the sea of ​​blood that was constantly squirming upwards was about to swallow the entire mountain, the remaining disciples of the Fantasy Dao still did not retreat, and tried their best to activate their aura and delay the rise of the sea of ​​blood.

"Hmm? Are you not afraid of death?" Xue Hai raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene: "You have successfully aroused my interest." Xue Hai was really curious about what everyone in Fantasy Love was protecting.

On the other side of the battlefield, it seemed that he could notice the sudden wave of blood. Zhao Yinglan's air waves surged all over his body, and suddenly rushed out of the encirclement of five people. The energy gushed out, shaking the atmosphere, and the sound made was like a sound that shook hundreds of miles.

"Stop! Blood Sea, do you want to die?"

However, as soon as she rushed out, she was chased by Tianyasha and the other two again and suppressed her back again.

"Zhao Yinglan, you should care about yourself!"

"Add another move, her breath is already unstable and her energy is insufficient!"

The blood sea on the other side smiled, and an inexplicable arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. The more Zhao Yinglan and the people in Fantasy Death tried their best to stop him, the more curious he was about what was on it.

With one step forward, the blood waves all over his body surging, and the sea of ​​blood flew towards the top of the mountain like a blood dragon. Feili, who was following him, was also rolled up by the blood waves, and was already closely followed.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already crossed the mountain roads and hundreds of powerful people in the fantasy paths. Countless auras bombarded the two of them, but were all blocked by blood waves one by one, and even reversed back, causing the auras to collapse. The air waves surged wildly, and large areas of mountains collapsed. Many disciples screamed and were dragged into the mudslide.

With a light click, accompanied by the surging blood river, Blood Sea and Fei Li had already landed in front of the gate of the main hall on the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!