Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 731: Support from blood race
In front of the altar, a three-foot-tall scarlet figure stood tall, with a wild and violent aura permeating the whole body, like a sleeping dragon, in a state of sleepiness.
Huang Liang's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, but after seeing that Lu Ye did not move, he realized that something was wrong.
There must be something wrong with Lu Ye!
Almost at the same time that his thoughts changed, another fierce voice sounded: "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"
The tone is full of urgency.
It's a blood lord!
As a strong man with background in the Divine Sea Realm, he has never put the monks in the Dragon Realm in his eyes, even if he is trapped by the sword array of Haoran Academy, he is still able to handle it with ease.
But when Lu Ye wore the Dragon Throne on his body, a great warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.
The scarlet armor gave him a great sense of threat.
This kind of threat is not only a threat that can determine his life and death, but also a threat that can determine the survival of the altar!
As a blood race, he is not afraid of death, but the altar cannot be destroyed. This is related to the coming of the blood world. If the altar is destroyed, all his previous efforts will be in vain, and the time for the coming of the blood world will be greatly extended.
With such a crime, even if he is still alive, he will inevitably face a punishment that would be worse than death.
So, we must quickly kill that monk Longteng wearing Yanjia!
Huang Liang saw that something was wrong with Lu Ye, and Xue Xiao naturally saw it too, otherwise it would be unreasonable to stand there without any movement after using such a fetish.
This is undoubtedly the best chance to kill Lu Ye.
He wanted to go there in person, but the sword cultivators of Haoran Academy headed by Yuan Changcun desperately entangled him. Wait for everyone to kill them all!
Following Xue Xiao's order, many blood races woke up like a dream, and rushed towards Lu Ye's direction.
Lu Ye, who stood there quietly without moving, finally moved. He just casually raised his hands and kicked his feet, and the blood clans with strong and fierce auras were killed one after another.
His movements obviously looked extremely simple, but none of those blood races could avoid them.
From a distance, it looks like a group of naughty children are provoking a tall and mighty adult. No matter how those children show their teeth and claws, it is meaningless. The scene looks both funny and bloody.
As long as the blood race rushed over, they either exploded and died, or flew backwards like an arrow from the string, with broken tendons and bones.
In the dragon seat, Lu Ye felt it silently.
Although he was wearing a three-foot-tall Yanjia, which made him seem to have turned into such a giant, but he didn't feel too much discomfort, and all his movements were smooth and natural.
With the addition of the dragon seat, he is the dragon seat, and the dragon seat is him.
Every part of the three-foot-tall Yanjia is an extension of his body!
The only thing that makes him uncomfortable is that there is something missing in his hand...
For a long time, when he faced the enemy, he always held the Panshan knife, and he rarely fought with bare hands, so he naturally felt a little bit uncomfortable.
Of course he can sacrifice the Panshan Saber, but holding the Panshan Saber with a three-foot-high body is somewhat nondescript, so it's better to use his bare hands like this.
The good thing is that fighting skills, once mastered, will be engraved deep in the soul, so even if there is no knife in hand, at most it just feels a little empty, and it doesn't have much impact.
"Hold on!" Huang Liang's angry shout sounded again, and he also personally slaughtered him, leading a group of Longteng monks to surround Lu Ye to relieve him of the pressure.
Before Lu Ye ignored his cry, he thought something was wrong with Lu Ye, but now it seems that Lu Ye should be fine, otherwise it would be impossible to fight back against the incoming blood race.
But Lu Ye's action of killing the enemy made him understand the root cause.
Because Lu Ye has been using the simplest means to kill the blood race, no single action is superfluous, obviously he doesn't want to waste his strength.
Huang Liang had a guess in his heart, but he wasn't sure.
At this time, there is no time to ask. Since Lu Ye wants to save his strength, he can only cooperate with it.
In an instant, where Lu Ye was, humans and blood races swarmed in, colliding and confronting each other, their spiritual power was agitated and chaotic, and killer moves were repeated.
The sudden shift of the center of gravity of the war was unexpected by the powerhouses of the two clans.
At this moment, where Lu Ye is, has truly become the center of the world.
One side wanted to attack, while the other side was defending. Both of them tried their best. The fresh life in this huge area was like withered leaves.
In the sky, the blood-colored light became thicker, and the extremely strange aura continued to permeate Brother Longteng.
Lu Ye stood where he was, and did not participate in the battle between the monks of the two races. The moment he put on the dragon seat and his mind was lifted up, he felt the source of that breath, which was the breath of another world. It's the breath of the blood world!
Full of evil aggression!
In the sky, there are countless figures tumbling in the blood light. They are more powerful blood clans. Under the influence of the traction altar, they may descend on Long Teng at any time.
Hurry up, hurry up!
As if feeling his intentions, the blood-colored ray of light coming out of the Vajra Temple and sweeping upwards suddenly increased in speed, leaving a clearly identifiable mark in mid-air wherever it passed, for a long time Not scattered.
In troubled times, human life is worthless.
Even successful monks cannot escape this fate.
Cultivator Longteng died beside Lu Ye at all times, and even a top powerhouse like Huang Liang was seriously injured, but he still killed the enemy in blood and never left Lu Ye's side.
The blood race attacked several times, but they still couldn't tear through the defense line of Brother Longteng.
In the void, the blood race is very proud of itself and never takes other races seriously, especially the human race who is born weak. In the eyes of the blood race, this race is the most inferior group.
However, after witnessing the power gathered in the Dragon Cultivation World, even the vampires have to admit that the naturally weak human race can sometimes show unimaginable resilience and tenacity.
This is a feature that many races in the void do not have, and it is also a feature that many races envy.
"Aren't you alright?" Huang Liang asked loudly amidst the chaos.
"Immediately!" Lu Ye's response came from the dragon seat, and he could clearly feel that the **** light going north was far away from his position.
After receiving Lu Ye's answer, Huang Liang felt relieved, knowing that his previous guess was correct.
Lu Ye didn't make much movement, he was just accumulating and conserving his strength, he was waiting for that thing.
The thing that was suppressed by King Kong Temple for two thousand years!
All fear and anxiety were swept away, and Huang Liang only felt great hope rising from his heart, even if he was seriously injured, he couldn't help but be full of anticipation.
However, this expectation was shattered in the next moment.
He looked up eagerly, and saw the blood light surging in the sky, and the scene of the blood river sloping down appeared again. As the blood river slanted, the figures of the blood clan rushed out of it...
The support of the blood race has arrived!
Huang Liang was not the only one who saw this scene, and every monk Longteng who witnessed this scene couldn't help feeling desperate.
Based on the current blood race alone, they are not sure of victory, and the blood race has received support again, so there is no strength on Long Teng's side to resist.
Many blood races rushed out from the blood river in Tianhe, each with a strong aura, they rushed down without saying a word, and joined the battlefield.
One of the old-looking vampires stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and he snorted softly: "Blood owl, you are still so useless!"
The annoyed blood owl who was entangled by Yuan Changcun and others gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, take down that Yanjia first, it is a variable!"
The old blood said lightly: "I don't need you to teach me how to do things!"
He shifted his gaze, looked at Lu Ye who was wearing a dragon seat, and said softly: "Kill him!"
The tone was flat, as if what was going to be killed was just a mosquito.
A large number of blood clans who came to support rushed forward, and the defense line gathered by Brother Longteng around Lu Ye was in danger in an instant, and several gaps were directly torn.
Many blood clans rushed towards Lu Ye along the gap.
Lu Ye, who had been standing in the same place and tried not to move extraneously, suddenly raised a hand slowly, and with the lifting of that hand, the situation changed, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder light wandered away, and the terrifying power of heaven enveloped the earth .
In the noisy and chaotic battlefield, no matter whether they paid attention to this place or not, no matter the human race or the blood race, they all clearly saw the big hand raised.
"Huh?" The heart of the old vampire who had just landed on the Soaring Dragon jumped suddenly, and somewhere in the dark, he felt an extremely ferocious aura rushing towards him from a certain direction.
He looked up quickly, and saw a very bizarre scene at a glance.
From the southeast direction, a streak of blood pierced through the air, cutting the sky with a long-lasting scar.
"What's that?" The old blood frowned ~IndoMTL.com~ Yunzu looked over there, and the next moment, his face changed in horror.
He seems to have seen a ferocious dragon shadow, and it rushed towards this side with its fangs and claws.
And the aura in the blood light is as if it came from the same source as the aura of Yanjia below.
Although the old blood race didn't quite understand what happened, they also knew that the **** light must not be allowed to approach the battlefield. They immediately jumped forward and rushed towards the **** light. Turning into a sea of blood, the sea of blood surged towards the incoming **** light as if it had spirituality, enveloping it tightly in an instant.
This kind of secret technique of the blood race has extremely strong corrosion on the spirituality of the spiritual weapon and the spiritual power of the monk's body protection. , as long as there is spiritual power, it will definitely fall into his control, and then corrode it.
But the next moment, a scream came from the sea of blood...
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