In front of the altar, a 10-meter-tall scarlet figure stood. Its entire body was suffused with a wild and ruthless aura. It was like a sleeping dragon that was in a state of drowsiness.
Huang Liang's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, but after seeing that Lu Ye did not move, he realized that something was wrong.
Something must have happened to Lu Ye!
Almost at the same time as this thought flashed through his mind, another fierce voice rang out, "Kill him! Kill him quickly! "
His tone was full of urgency.
It was Xue Xiao!
As a powerhouse with the foundation of the Divine Sea Realm, he had never taken the cultivators of the Soaring Dragon Realm seriously. Even if he was trapped by the sword formation of the Haoran Academy, he was still able to handle it with ease.
But when Lu Ye wore the Dragon Throne, he suddenly had a great warning in his heart.
That scarlet armor brought him a great sense of threat.
This threat was not only a threat that could determine his life and death, but also a threat that could determine the survival of the altar!
As a member of the Blood Clan, he was not afraid of death, but the altar could not be destroyed. It was related to the descent of the Blood World. If the altar was destroyed, then all his previous efforts would be in vain, and the descent of the Blood World would be greatly delayed.
With such a crime, even if he was still alive, he would inevitably suffer a punishment worse than death.
Therefore, he must quickly kill the Soaring Dragon Realm cultivator wearing the Dragon Throne armor!
Huang Liang saw that something was wrong with Lu Ye, and so did Xue Xiao. Otherwise, there was no reason for him to stand there and not move after using such a divine object.
This was undoubtedly the best opportunity to kill Lu Ye.
He wanted to go in person, but the sword cultivators of the Haoran Academy led by Yuan Changcun were desperately entangling him. Even if he used all kinds of mysterious secret skills of the Blood Dao, he could not escape for a while unless he killed Yuan Changcun and the others first!
With Xue Xiao's order, many members of the Blood Clan seemed to wake up from a dream and rushed in the direction of Lu Ye.
Lu Ye, who stood there quietly, finally moved. He just casually raised his hand and kicked, and one by one, the powerful and fierce members of the Blood Clan died.
His movements looked very simple, but none of the Blood Clan could avoid it.
From afar, it looked like a group of naughty children were provoking a tall and mighty adult. No matter how the children bared their fangs and brandished their claws, it was meaningless. The scene looked both comical and bloody.
All of the Blood Clan members who rushed over either exploded and died, or were sent flying backward like arrows with broken bones and tendons.
On the Dragon Throne, Lu Ye silently sensed.
Even though he was wearing a three zhang tall armor, making his entire body seem to have transformed into such a colossus, he didn't feel too much discomfort. All of his movements were as smooth and natural as an extension of his arm.
With the Dragon Emperor on him, he was the Dragon Emperor, and the Dragon Emperor was him.
Every part of the ten-meter-tall armor was an extension of his body!
The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was that something was missing from his hand …
All this time, he had always fought with the Pan Shan Saber and rarely fought with his bare hands. Naturally, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Of course, he could summon the Pan Shan Saber, but if he wielded it with his ten-meter-tall body, it would be incongruous. He might as well fight with his bare hands.
Fortunately, once mastered, battle techniques would be engraved in the depths of one's soul. Thus, even if he didn't have a saber in his hand, he would at most feel a little empty. It didn't affect him too much.
"Hold on!" Huang Liang's angry roar rang out again. He personally charged over, leading a group of Soaring Dragon cultivators to surround Lu Ye and relieve him of the pressure.
Previously, Lu Ye had ignored his cries, so he thought that something had happened to Lu Ye. But now, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Lu Ye. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fight back against the Blood Clan.
However, Lu Ye's actions made him understand the root of the problem.
This was because Lu Ye had been using the simplest method to kill the Blood Clan members. None of his movements were superfluous. He clearly didn't want to waste his strength.
Huang Liang had a vague guess, but he wasn't too sure.
He didn't have the time to ask. Since Lu Ye wanted to conserve his strength, he could only cooperate.
In an instant, humans and Blood Clan members swarmed over where Lu Ye was. They clashed, spiritual energy surged chaotically, and killing moves were launched one after another.
The focus of the battle had suddenly shifted like this. None of the powerhouses of the two clans had expected this.
At this moment, Lu Ye had truly become the center of the world.
One side was attacking, and the other side was defending. Both sides were doing their best. Fresh lives withered like withered leaves in this vast area. Corpses flew out one after another, turning into broken limbs and minced meat.
In the ravine, the blood-red light became even denser. The aura that was extremely unfamiliar to the Soaring Dragon cultivators continued to pervade the air.
Lu Ye stood in place, not participating in the battle between the two clans. The moment he put on the Dragon Throne and his mind rose infinitely, he felt the source of the aura. It was the aura of another world, the aura of the Blood Realm!
It was filled with a sense of evil invasion!
In the ravine, there were countless figures churning in the blood-red light. Those were even more Blood Clan powerhouses. Under the influence of the altar, they could descend to Soaring Dragon at any time.
He had to hurry, he had to hurry!
As if it had sensed his thoughts, the blood-red light that had emerged from the Vajra Temple suddenly sped up. Wherever it passed, it left a clear mark in the air that lingered for a long time.
In troubled times, human lives were like grass.
Even cultivators who had achieved success in their cultivation could not escape this fate.
Every moment, there were Soaring Dragon cultivators dying by Lu Ye's side. Even a top powerhouse like Huang Liang was seriously injured. Yet, he still killed his enemies while bathed in blood and did not leave Lu Ye's side.
The Blood Clan attacked several times, but they could not tear apart the Soaring Dragon cultivators' line of defense. Xue Xiao's yells rang out continuously, no longer as calm as before.
In the Void, the Blood Clan thought highly of themselves. They never put other clans in their eyes, especially the naturally weak human race. In the eyes of the Blood Clan, this race was the lowest of the low.
However, after seeing the power gathered by the Soaring Dragon cultivators, even the Blood Clan had to admit that the naturally weak human race could sometimes display unimaginable resilience and tenacity.
This was a characteristic that many clans in the Void did not possess. It was also a characteristic that many clans envied.
"Is it not done yet?" In the midst of the chaos, Huang Liang asked loudly.
"Right away!" Lu Ye's response came from the Dragon Throne. He could clearly sense the distance between him and the blood-red light that was heading north.
After receiving Lu Ye's reply, Huang Liang's heart was at ease. He knew that his previous guess was right.
Lu Ye did not make much movement. He was saving and saving his strength. He was waiting for that thing.
That thing that had been suppressed by the Titanium Temple for two thousand years!
Many of his fears and uneasiness were swept away. Huang Liang only felt great hope rising in his heart. Even if he was seriously injured, he could not help but be filled with anticipation.
However, this anticipation was shattered in the next moment.
He suddenly looked up and saw the blood-red light rolling in the ravine. The scene of the river of blood once again appeared. As the river of blood tilted, the silhouettes of the Blood Clan charged out from it …
The Blood Clan's reinforcements had arrived!
Huang Liang was not the only one who saw this scene. Every Soaring Dragon cultivator who saw this scene could not help but feel despair.
With the current Blood Clan alone, they had no certainty of victory. Now that the Blood Clan had received reinforcements, how could the Soaring Dragon cultivators resist?
Many Blood Clan members rushed out from the river of blood in the ravine. Each of them had a vigorous aura. Without a word, they rushed down and joined the battle.
One of the Blood Clan members, who looked a little old, stood in the air with his hands behind his back. His gaze swept across the battlefield and he snorted softly. "Blood Owl, you're still so useless!"
An annoyed Blood Owl who was being harassed by Yuan Changcun and the others gritted his teeth and shouted, "Cut the crap. Take down Yan Jia first. He's a variable!"
The old Blood Clan member said indifferently, "I don't need you to teach me how to do things!"
He shifted his gaze and looked at Lu Ye, who was wearing the Dragon Throne. He said softly, "Kill him!"
His tone was calm, as if the one he wanted to kill was just a mosquito.
A large number of Blood Clan reinforcements rushed over. The defensive line that the Soaring Dragon cultivators gathered around Lu Ye was in imminent danger. Several gaps were torn open.
Many Blood Clan members rushed toward Lu Ye through the gaps.
Lu Ye, who had been standing in place and trying not to make any unnecessary movements, suddenly raised a hand. As he raised his hand, the wind and clouds changed color. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning swam, and a terrifying heavenly might enveloped the earth.
Be it humans or vampires, everyone on the chaotic battlefield could clearly see that giant hand, regardless of whether they were paying attention to this place or not.
"Hmm?" The old Blood Clan member who had just arrived in Soaring Dragon felt his heart skip a beat. He vaguely sensed an extremely violent aura rushing toward him from a certain direction.
He hurriedly raised his head and saw an extremely bizarre scene at a glance.
In the southeast direction, a blood-red streak streaked through the air and cut a scar in the sky that didn't heal for a long time.
"What's that?" The old Blood Clan member frowned and looked in that direction. In the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
He seemed to have seen the shadow of a ferocious dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
The aura in the blood-red light was of the same origin as the aura of Yan Jia below.
Although the old Blood Clan member didn't quite understand what was going on, he knew that he couldn't let this blood-red light near the battlefield. He immediately leaped and rushed toward the blood-red light. Before he even arrived, a blood mist filled his body and turned into a sea of blood. The sea of blood seemed to have a mind of its own as it surged toward the blood-red light, enveloping it tightly in an instant.
The Blood Clan's secret technique had an extremely strong corrosive effect on the spirituality of spirit tools and the protective spirit energy of cultivators. The old Blood Clan member didn't hesitate to use the secret technique that consumed his own body. No matter what it was, as long as it had spirit energy, it would fall into his control and then be corroded.
However, in the next moment, a miserable scream came from the sea of blood …
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