The eighteen titled Blood Disciples of the Blood Mist Realm had died.
They died at the moment when their auras were at their peak, their killing intent was at its strongest.
They died before they were about to step into the most dangerous and pinnacle battlefield in this realm for the first time.
They died at the Blood Rainbow Killing Formation, one of the seventy-two formations that could fight against the Dao soldiers of the Heavenly Court in Kunxu.
They died when one of the ancestors of the Blood Mist Realm said the eight words.
They died in the hands of an arrogant Xie Tian, who had carved a bloody path in Rakshasa Prison.
Everything that had happened in half a breath seemed to be so heavy that the Ancient Blood Platform couldn't operate …
Until an ancestor, who had reacted quickly but only had time to stretch his right hand toward the entrance of the realm, said with a trembling voice as the iron-blooded aura gradually dissipated.
"Desolate, third-grade Dao, Dao soldiers …"
The ghost came back to life.
The Ancient Blood Platform, which was powerless to circulate, slowly regained its vitality.
Because these six words revealed the true cause of death of the eighteen titled Blood Disciples.
However, the appearance of the cause of death caused all of the patriarchs, as well as some of the untitled blood masters, to feel as if they had been struck by ten thousand lightning bolts.
"Desolate, third-grade Dao, Dao soldiers …"
"How is this possible, how is this possible …"
"Third-grade Dao soldiers, the Heavenly Court only has ten-twelve of them, called the ten-twelve Zodiac Dao soldiers …"
"The two most powerful branches of the Dragon Snake only listen to the orders of the Heavenly Emperor …"
"The remaining ten branches are under the orders of the top ten Emperors of the Heavenly Court …"
"Only a third-grade Dao soldier can ignore a battle formation with his iron-blooded aura …"
"It's not ignoring, it's, it's instincts that allow him to see through all the weaknesses of the battle formation …"
"Is he, is he one of the top ten Emperors of the Heavenly Court …"
"No, it's impossible, impossible …"
"It's, it's impossible. He, he's just one person, how, how can he be a Dao soldier …"
"If, if he's not a Dao soldier, then how can the iron-blooded aura be explained …"
…
As the trembling words of the ancestors echoed, Rakshasa, who was waiting for the truth to come to light, seemed to have understood something.
"Eighteen Titled Blood Disciples died at the hands of human Rank 3 Desolate-Class Dao soldiers?"
"That seems to be the case. A Rank 3 Desolate-Class Dao Soldier can instinctively see through all the weaknesses of a battle formation …"
"A Desolate Class Rank 3 Dao soldier is so terrifying?"
"That's eighteen titled blood masters! Any one of them could go toe-to-toe with the Heavenly Court's top — Eh?"
"Eh …"
…
As the discussion in the dark continued, Rakshasa kept exclaiming in puzzlement.
"Then, if the eighteen titled blood masters don't choose to use the Blood Rainbow Tyrannical Slaughtering Formation, then..."
When the ancestors, who were still making all sorts of horrifying speculations due to the appearance of the rank-3 Desolate-Level Dao soldiers, such a hypothesis also appeared in their minds …
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The ancestor who had ordered the eighteen Titled Blood Masters to fight in a battle formation spat out three mouthfuls of ancient blood!
The ancestors saw this and didn't say a word.
They understood why he had spat out blood.
His companion had killed eighteen of the top prodigies of the Blood Mist World. Not only was the sentence extremely lethal, but the backlash was also extremely terrifying.
Not to mention the severe punishment that the Patriarch Council would give him …
"Luo Hua couldn't even overcome his own hurdle …"
"Luo Hua was his most beloved descendant!"
"He wanted his most beloved descendant to show off his ability as a commander, but who would have thought …"
"The glory of the Luo Hua Family …"
"The Luo Hua Family? Heh, eighty percent of the titled blood masters died. The glory of the Blood Mist World … "
…
When the word "glory" was mentioned, the ancestors subconsciously looked in front of them.
In front of them, there was an ancestor who unconsciously opened his mouth as if he was murmuring something in a daze.
"The glory of the Blood Mist World shall be restored today …"
Even at this moment, this sentence was still effective.
However, the word "restored" had become "reversed".
Whether it was shock, disbelief, or shock, all of it was replaced by anger.
Because this was a battle of glory that the Blood Mist World had prepared for five hundred years. Before they even entered the foreign battlefield, when they were at their peak, they were destroyed on their own land.
No matter how one looked at it, such a blow was unimaginably heavy.
"Xie Tian, Xie Tian …"
"Hmph! Even if you are the number one son of heaven of the Heavenly Court, you will pay an unimaginable price for what you have done today! "
"Investigate! Who is he! Where did he come from! What does he want to do! His sect before he became a son of heaven! His family! "
"If you can't find him in the Blood Mist World, go to other worlds!"
"As long as he doesn't die, the glory of the Blood Mist World will not be restored!"
…
It was unknown whether it was because of anger or shame …
After giving a strict order that came from the bottom of their hearts, the ancestors suddenly disappeared.
Seeing this, the ten million Rakshasa spectators also left the Ancient Blood Platform in panic.
Only the blood-colored torrent that was 100,000 miles away did not dare to get too close to the Ancient Blood Platform. They were still in the most tangible abyss of fear.
How could they have imagined …
This human who took the straight path in the Rakshasa Prison not only did not die in the Ancient Blood Platform that they had set up, but instead …
"It's, it's a straight path …"
"I-I'll use the flesh and blood of 18 titled blood disciples to draw a straight straight path …."
"It's, it's only been seven days, not even …"
"He, he basically killed all the way through the Blood Mist World …"
"The Luo Yong Family's Lord Fruit was indeed right. This person is really, really the peak of heaven … Eh? Where are they? "
…
Just as the Lords of the Luo Yong Family were rushing back to the clan to report the funeral …
Xie Tian, who had easily left the Rakshasa Prison with the Army Soul Possession, was looking up at the sky of the foreign battleground.
"Rank 3 desolate class!"
"Rank 3 desolate class!"
"It's rank 2 when used on others, but it's rank 3 when used on you, the general!"
"You brat, you're too dishonest! Big liar! Big liar! "
"Haha, but I like it when you lie to me like this!"
"Oh my god, a rank 3 desolate class Dao soldier! Kid, why did you wait until now to use such a shocking killing weapon!? You've hidden it too well! "
…
The Indefinite Universe Map, who didn't expect to leave the Rakshasa Prison so easily, was laughing crazily.
As he laughed crazily, he didn't hide his love for Xie Tian at all!
This kind of love could only be expressed through cursing.
In the end, he asked the biggest question in his heart.
"Because I'm the only one left from the Xie Army …"
Xie Tian smiled at the Indefinite Universe Map and muttered to the sky, his voice faint.
"It's not good to use it."
"Then you …"
The Indefinite Universe Map's second question stopped abruptly.
He understood now.
"Even if it's uncomfortable, you still want to use this method to remember the Xie Army … No wonder you let those cultivators that you temporarily turned into Dao soldiers leave before you entered the Burial Ground …"
The Indefinite Universe Map couldn't help but recall the battle just now as he watched Xie Tian use the slowest speed to get used to the extremely terrifying foreign battleground aura.
In that battle, he was able to ignore the rank 3 desolate class Dao soldier's Dao of Iron and Blood. It was indeed a highlight.
"But what you can ignore is the battle formation. How can you ignore the enhancement of the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra when the 18 Titled Blood Disciples work together …"
He was very clear that with the enhancement of the Blood Rainbow Tyrant Killing Formation, the 18 Titled Blood Disciples could increase the power of the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra by at least three times!
"Even if their understanding of the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra is extremely shallow, as a Titled Blood Disciple, they can predict at least five moves …"
He could barely accept the fact that the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra was a rank 3 desolate class Dao soldier.
However, he couldn't accept that Xie Tian could ignore the prediction of at least 15 moves from the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra for the 18 Titled Blood Disciples.
This meant that Xie Tian's prediction had to be at least on the same level as the 18 Titled Blood Disciples.
However, was there such a battle method in the world?
Not to mention him, even Xie Tian found it hard to believe.
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