Xie Tian was very unlucky.
Because the direct path from the Terracotta Clan's forbidden area to the Ancient Blood Platform was a path that passed through hundreds of Rakshasa clans.
But the Rakshasa clans were even more unlucky.
Because Xie Tian, who took the direct path, was stronger.
Not only did he not die on this path with many clans, but he also killed more than a thousand Rakshasa clans from 64 Rakshasa clans in three days.
At this time, the pursuers who were eating his dust had already become a veritable blood torrent.
But the mocking humans who were courting death could no longer be the main force that dominated the blood torrent.
"The Electric Luo Clan lost two Sages!"
"Two Sages, almost human Great Sages!"
"It was said that he didn't even slow down in the slightest!"
…
Perhaps because there were simply too many Rakshasas, after the news of the Lightning Luo Family losing two Saints in the Blink of an Eye spread, although the blood-red torrent was still surging, it suddenly felt a little sluggish.
At the same time, the gazes that fell on the Rakshasa Clan's Sages also became suspicious and unfriendly.
This made the Sages want to vomit blood and panic.
"I, Luo Dan, swear that this person is definitely a human Scryer Realm cultivator! But if there is any falsehood, there will be no place for me in the blood pool! "
The effect of the blood oath finally dispelled the unfriendly gazes of the dozens of clans.
But what followed was an even higher level of fear.
"This person, is too strong!"
"I'm afraid that compared to the blood disciples of the clans, there is not much difference …"
"There is no blood disciple here, so there is no need to flatter him. In my opinion, those untitled blood disciples might not even be a match for him!"
"Hiss! Titled blood disciple? Then, doesn't that mean … "
"Only titled blood disciples have the ability to fight against the Heavenly Court's top heavenly sons!"
…
Fortunately, the Ancient Blood Platform was in front.
It was the holy land for all the blood disciples in the Rakshasa Prison.
And this holy land did not lack titled blood disciples.
After calming himself down with these three sentences, the fear that filled the bloody torrent dissipated by more than half, and it became fierce again. While receiving new pursuers, it chased after Xie Tian.
"The Ancient Blood Platform will be his burial ground!"
"A Titled Blood Disciple will defend the glory of the Prison of Rakshasa!"
…
At this moment, the Ancient Blood Platform, which was Xie Tian's destination, was undergoing the final battle for the position of commander.
The battle on the Ancient Blood Platform was earth-shattering, but the two top-notch titled blood disciples weren't the only focus of attention.
At the same time, what attracted Rakshasa's attention were the sixteen scarlet thrones on the viewing platform.
To be more precise, they were the 16 Titled Blood Disciples on the Scarlet Throne.
"Haha, who would have thought that our Blood Mist World would have eighteen Titled Blood Sons rise above the rest?"
"They should have done this long ago. Otherwise, the Kun Gui Two Ruins wouldn't have stolen the limelight in the extraterritorial battlefield!"
"Forget about the limelight. I heard that the Two Ruins captured a total of three of those devils in the last battle five hundred years ago? This kind of harvest is unimaginable! "
"It's their fault for having the means to detect those devils! If our Rakshasa also had them, we wouldn't have to shrink back and not dare to let the Titled Blood Disciples fight! "
…
The discussion of the ancestors of the Blood Mist World's Rakshasa families was the general trend of the extraterritorial battlefield.
From their point of view, the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples on the Ancient Blood Platform not only carried the glory of the entire Rakshasa Prison, but they also carried their limitless hopes.
"Can they succeed?"
"They definitely can! If the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples all appear, the Two Ruins will definitely place great importance on them! "
"Hehe, as long as they take them seriously, they will definitely want to compete with them. But in terms of killing, even a top-notch prince is inferior to a Blood Disciple who cultivates the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra!"
"So if they want to continue showing off, they can only invite that Indefinite World's Indefinite Universe Map!"
"As long as they can obtain that map, the extraterritorial battlefield will be led by our Rakshasa Prison!"
"What are three of those devils!"
"We want five! Ten! "
"Ten of those devils is enough for our Rakshasa Prison to produce ten invincible Blood Disciples that can look down on this world!"
…
At this time, the curtains fell on the final battle of the Blood Mist World's Ancient Blood Platform.
But it was not a battle of life and death.
Because this was a battle between the two strongest Titled Blood Disciples for the position of commander-in-chief.
"Very good!"
Seeing that the two Titled Blood Disciples were dissatisfied, but they both stopped at the appointed time, the ancestors on the viewing platform all stood up.
"You are all noble Titled Blood Disciples. Each one of you is a rare treasure of our Blood Mist World. Each one of you is a pillar that determines the rise and fall of our Rakshasa Prison. There can be no internal strife!"
"In the battle for the position of commander-in-chief, Luo Xian is slightly superior! Luo Xian, are you dissatisfied? "
The Titled Blood Disciple named Luo Xian had long and narrow red eyes. When he heard this, his gaze became even more sinister.
"This Blood Disciple is proficient in military battles. If it was a battle of life and death, this Blood Disciple would definitely win. If it was a spar, he would win!"
The ancestors were very satisfied with these words.
But Titled Blood Disciple Luo Xian said darkly, "A battle of military formations? Very good. If this Blood Disciple takes the position of commander-in-chief, then the eighteen of us will form a military formation! Luo Xian, this Blood Disciple wants to see if you are invincible in a military formation! "
"Hahahaha! That's how it should be! " Seeing that the two Titled Blood Disciples understood the heavy responsibility and that their words were filled with encouragement, one of the ancestors laughed in gratification. "Who is weak and who is strong will be revealed in the foreign battlefield!"
The other ancestor stepped forward and pointed at the entrance to the foreign battlefield where the Ancient Blood Platform was located.
"Do you see that? That is the foreign battlefield! "
"In the past five hundred years, in order to allow you to grow in peace, our Blood Mist World has lost a great deal of glory there!"
"Now, all of that lost glory is on you!"
"This Ancestor believes that you are invincible!"
…
"Remember!"
The ancestor with the strongest bloodline aura slowly stepped forward and swept his gaze over the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples sitting on the blood thrones.
"Your enemy is not only that kind of demon, but also the Son of Heaven and Prince of the Two Ruins. Your mission is to snatch the Indefinite Universe Map and bring back every single one of them. Continue to bring glory to our Blood Mist World!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples stood up and shouted, their voices shaking the heavens!
"Snatch the Indefinite Universe Map!"
"Kill the demon! Kill the Son of Heaven! Kill the Prince! "
"Return in triumph! Bring glory to us! "
…
Xie Tian's swiftly moving figure suddenly paused. Then, he looked ahead and muttered softly.
"I didn't think that Senior would be so famous that even Rakshasa knows of you."
The Indefinite Universe Map was very excited!
"You finally know, you finally know …"
But besides excitement, his heart was also trembling.
"F * ck them, the Rakshasa Prison really has bad intentions towards me!"
As he trembled, he turned around to look at the ocean of blood behind him, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Damn you, Xie Tian, Xie Tian, you want to kill me and then inherit my unparalleled technique … Hiss! What are you doing … Don't raise your leg! I beg you! Please don't … "
"Don't worry, Senior. I will bring you safely out of Rakshasa Prison."
Xie Tian muttered softly as he raised his leg. Just as his gaze turned cold …
Whoosh!
"Hmm?"
The ancestors who were giving the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples a boost of adrenaline felt that something was wrong and looked in the direction of the sound.
In an instant, they laughed.
"Hahahaha, it's a human cultivator!"
"Looks like he accidentally entered Rakshasa Prison and came to the Ancient Blood Platform to seek life!"
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