In comparison, the Rakshasa Prison was even crazier than the cultivators of the Second Division in their battle against the demons.
After watching the battle for an incense stick's time, Xie Tian saw the source of this craziness. He thought of what Evil Moon had told him about why the Rakshasa Prison had fused with the entire universe.
This cheered him up.
In the face of demons, he and Rakshasa were equally weak.
"In fact, I'm even weaker than them. At least, they can fight against the real demon flames …"
The power that allowed Rakshasa to fight against the demon flames was inexplicably sensed, but could not be identified.
What made Xie Tian feel strange was that this power was the same as the demon-slaying techniques of the Second Division. It could complement the military formation they had chosen.
After an incense stick's time, he focused most of his attention on the Rakshasa Prison's military formation.
"As expected, the Blood Ancient Sutra …"
There was no other reason why Rakshasa, who was naturally afraid of demons, could last for an incense stick's time in the hands of the demons. With the help of the military formation, the power of the Blood Ancient Sutra that the three hundred Rakshasa could unleash had reached a level that Xie Tian did not dare to imagine.
In his opinion, this had completely surpassed the scope of battle prediction. It was almost like peering into the secrets of the heavens and predicting the future.
"Seventy-two moves …"
Xie Tian murmured. The Blood Spirit Reverse Refining Formation had provided the Rakshasa with unimaginable power.
But what was even more unimaginable was that the demons were able to deal with such unimaginable power with ease.
When he realized this, Xie Tian almost subconsciously wanted to give up on all thoughts and try his best to sense how the demons dealt with this power.
But as soon as the thought appeared, he suppressed it.
"It's not worth it to bite off more than you can chew …"
Although this desire was very unrealistic, Xie Tian's great determination to cut off this unrealistic desire was also impressive.
As he continued to watch the battle, Xie Tian discovered that, in addition to providing the Blood Universe Ancient Sutra, Rakshasa's array formation also refined the blood essence of the Titled Blood Disciples, forming an incredible power.
"Not only can this power fend off devilish flames, but it also seems to have the ability to suppress devils …"
Involuntarily, Xie Tian recalled the military formation used at the end of the second Demon Slaying Battle.
In the Desolate Demon Suppression Formation, the demons that were forced to split into clones to fight lost their combined strength, greatly reducing their battle prowess.
Although Rakshasa's Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Formation could not force out the devil's clone, it could still form an incredible force to suppress the devil.
"This formation seems to be the same as the Second Division's formation. It won't last long …"
Muttering to himself, Xie Tian once again cut off his desire to understand this inconceivable power and focused on the situation of the demons.
Just as he had expected, as time went on, the suppressed devils were gradually at a disadvantage against the Titled Blood Disciples, who had more than twice the number of the Second Division's formation.
But at the same time, he also discovered that although the suppression of Rakshasa's formation was gradually increasing, its instability was also gradually increasing.
"If we can't kill the devils in this period of time, we will suffer a crushing defeat …"
Just as he finished muttering to himself, the leader of the veterans in the Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Formation roared!
"Reverse refinement!"
The military order was given!
Nearly three hundred blood-colored streaks shot into the sky from the heads of the 300 Titled Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Formation!
Reverse refinement of blood essence!
The Blood Spirit appeared!
Even Xie Tian shuddered when a huge, hideous, blood-red face appeared above the heads of the Titled Blood Disciples, laughing maniacally!
And the devil who bore the brunt of the attack even spat out a mouthful of pitch-black demonic blood!
After all, what was even more rare was that Rakshasa would send out 300 Titled Blood Disciples at once!
Moreover, these 300 Titled Blood Disciples had formed a formation to kill the devils!
Seeing this, the veterans were overjoyed!
But before their joy could fully grow, fear instantly descended!
The demonic blood that had just spat out sprayed onto the ugly blood-red face!
The ugly blood-red face instantly collapsed!
Pu!
Pu!
Pu!
...
Nearly 300 Titled Blood Disciples spat out blood at the same time, their faces pale!
They could still use the Blood Pool Secret Technique to temporarily suppress the backlash of the reverse refinement of blood essence …
But coupled with the backlash of the Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Formation being broken, they instantly suffered heavy injuries, and their combat power was greatly reduced!
Seeing this situation, a few of the terrified veterans were about to turn around and flee with a scream …
"Bastard …"
Wiping away the black blood stains at the corner of his mouth, the devil who had spat out a mouthful of blood because of Rakshasa was clearly a little angry.
But strangely, when he spat out these three words, he did not look at Rakshasa, but instead glared in a certain direction.
"Tsk tsk, so weak …"
"You only know how to attack us. Even if it's an ant that we chased to this place, the combined forces of nearly 300 geniuses among these ants cannot be underestimated. Moreover, Moshi only lost one move …"
"Genius? In front of us, which living being in this universe dares to call themselves geniuses, so I think that Moshi is still too weak. "
"Fine, fine, he is weak, but no matter how weak he is, he is still carrying out your plan, quickly continue watching!"
...
In a certain direction, when the conversation between the two devils ended, Moshi, who had spat out a mouthful of blood, also suppressed his anger. After thinking for a while, he laughed out loud.
His laughter made the Rakshasa's souls fly away.
While their souls flew away, their wandering red eyes saw that the devil, who was even redder than them, actually turned his head to look behind them.
"I can tolerate spitting blood, but I cannot tolerate that a human actually dares to peep at my battle, hehe … Ants, you are really lucky, you have to work hard …"
The devil had left again.
Benefiting from their long experience of killing, the few veteran Titled Blood Disciples quickly regained consciousness, and clearly realized that the latter half of the devil's words was the reason why they had survived.
This time, it was truly a big surprise.
But the big surprise still could not escape from the abrupt end of fate.
"Spitting blood, he, he can tolerate it?"
"Human, human spying, spying on the battle, battle …"
"Human, human …"
…
When they connected the word 'human' in the first half of the devil's words with what Luo Tang's ancestor had told them before they had left …
"It's, it's him …"
"The successor of the Evil Emperor!"
"The successor of the Evil Emperor who destroyed the eighteen Titled Blood Disciples of the Blood Mist World! Xie Tian! "
"It must be him!"
"It can only be him!"
…
After exchanging glances, although the old soldiers were incomparably terrified, they resolutely stood up!
"Chase and attack!"
Time returned to three breaths ago …
When the devil turned his head and fixed his gaze, Xie Tian, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, crawled up and madly ran.
And when the devil laughed and said those words that could not be tolerated, he had already fled at top speed for millions of miles, looking extremely panicked and flustered, as if he was about to piss his pants in terror.
"Is it normal?"
Hearing his companion's question, the devil who had used the devil flames to burn Xie Tian, while paying attention to Xie Tian, muttered, "He has tasted the power of the devil flames, and even the devil flames can't block them, so it's normal for him to run in a panic."
His companion thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "No, it's not normal."
"You said before that it would scare him, why now …"
"The way you look at him."
Following his companion's hint, the devil who was cheering him on looked at Xie Tian's blood-red eyes.
The calmness in his eyes instantly caused him to frown.
The reason why he frowned wasn't because Xie Tian wasn't professional enough to fake it, but …
"He disdains hiding his thoughts, so he isn't running in a panic at all?"
His companion nodded, then said softly, "If I'm not wrong, when he passed by Granny Mo, he already became suspicious."
"That's impossible, right?" The devil who cheered him on said doubtfully, "Those we let go before, whether it's humans or Rakshasa, will only feel lucky …"
"Heh, otherwise, why would you feel so creeped out?"
His companion smiled, then looked at the image of Xie Tian and muttered to himself.
"But now, the situation you've chosen is even worse than I imagined, how will you deal with it?"
The bad situation he was referring to was …
Millet Son of Heaven led a hundred soldiers to attack Xie Tian.
The devil named Moshi was chasing after Xie Tian.
The three hundred blood disciples of Rakshasa were also chasing after Xie Tian.
Why was it like this?
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