The sacred rays of blood brought up and instantly arrived in front of the mountain that the human race had established.

Before he could stop, a big man wrapped in animal skin around the waist, exposed his upper body, and a yellow snake wrapped around his shoulders, rose into the air, laughed loudly and greeted Zhutu.

"Indigenous, die!" Zhu Tu roared wildly, and a ray of blood on his silver skin flashed slightly, and a large piece of blood was spurted out from his hands, condensed into a huge blood-colored sword and slashed at the big man with a knife.

Hundreds of witch acupoints on the big man's body lit up yellow light at the same time. A big star in the void flashed a moment from a distance, and a heavy, sticky and dense star power shot from afar, echoing the witch acupoints on the big man's body.

With a "huh", the yellow snake wrapped around the big man's shoulders raised his head and spewed out two yellow air one after another.

A yellow qi turned into a thick shield, blocking the sword of Zhutu. The blood-colored sword slashed hard on the shield, and the vital qi trembled violently, and a large amount of qi exploded in all directions.

Another yellow gas turned into a big axe and landed straight in the hands of the big man. The big man exhaled and slashed straight at Zhutu. A touch of star force flashed on the big axe, and the void around him suddenly filled with heavy gravity, and Zhutu's body trembled slightly.

"Hmph!" Zu Tu shouted in a low voice. His body was full of blood, and the cold blood was piercing around like countless fine needles.

The two yellow snakes on the man's shoulders jumped up one after another, opened their mouths and bit Zhu Tu's neck. But as soon as the blood light came out, the bodies of the two yellow snakes suddenly trembled, and countless blood lights hit them finely and densely, piercing the yellow snake's body to pieces like a sieve.

The blood-colored sword brought out an arc, avoiding the shield blocking the way, and hitting the big man's axe hard.

The yellow air rose, blood was shining everywhere, and a loud noise was heard. The big man suddenly roared, and his huge head flew high. The head had been cut off by Zhu Tu with one knife. Zhu Tu also roared and staggered backwards. The big man slashed his chest with an axe, and half of the axe fell into his chest. The axe blade protruded from behind him, and he was also severely injured.

The blood-colored sword rose and wisps of blood flames rose, and a large area of ​​blood in the man's body was constantly absorbed by the blood-colored sword. The man's body was beating violently and could fly in the air. This was the strength of the Witch King level. Entering the Witch King realm, the vitality of the man was a hundred times stronger than that of the Witch King. Although his head was cut off, his vitality still did not dissipate.

At this time, as long as the man's head is brought back to his body, and even without applying witch medicine, he can heal the wound by relying solely on his own vitality.

But how could Satu leave some hope for the great man? Before the human witch king on the mountain came to rescue, he had already sneered and split the great man's head with a knife.

"Snatu! The invincible Snatu!" Snatu raised his hands and roared at the human witch king whose face suddenly changed on the mountain: "Wine natives, who else dares to come up and die?"

"Buzz, Buzz" loud noise continued to spurt out from the corpse of the man. Suddenly, the witch caves in various parts of the witch caves exploded, and hundreds of witch caves were also squirting out. They whistled across the void and flew towards the stars that were countless billions of miles away.

Just when the man took action, the big star that flashed in the void lit up again. The star force ejected from the man's body almost teleported, instantly crossing a long distance and injecting them into the big star one after another.

The light of the big star became more and more dazzling. After flashing in the void for a while, the light gradually dimmed and mixed with other stars.

Zhutu used all his strength to pull out the axe embedded in his chest. A large piece of blood spurted out along the axe. Zhutu's face was as pale as paper for a moment. He smiled grimly and hooked his fingers at the human witch kings on the mountain: "One more, let me kill you!"

A human witch king with a one-horned dragon wrapped around his waist and a large area of ​​fire clouds behind him rose into the air and scrambled toward his scapula: "Southern Wilderness. The flame dragon's red roar!"

A large piece of fire rose into the air, and the flames instantly flooded the void within a hundred miles. Zhutu suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood and quickly retreated to the mountain peak behind him. He shouted sternly: "Shameless! I was seriously injured, you..."

The flames quickly submerged the scapula, and the terrible high temperature swept across the world. A ray of blood in the flames soared into the sky. Then a heavy impact sound continued to come. In just ten breaths, a loud roar was heard, and the flames and blood suddenly separated.

Chilu vomited blood, and a wound that almost cut him into two pieces was cut between his waist and abdomen. His internal organs flowed out of his body along the wound, and his burly body kept staggering backwards.

Zhu Tu's left hand was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and his already pale face became even more ugly. A hole the size of a fist appeared on his left chest, and red viscous flames kept spewing out of the hole.

In addition, Zhutu's face was also scratched by the dragon on Chili's waist. Three of its four eyes were scratched, and half of its skull was cracked. However, the dragon's claws were also cut off by Zhutu's, and the claws of the three claws were deeply trapped on Zhutu's right shoulder. The dragon on Chili's shoulder was stretching its tongue to lick its broken claws, and its throat kept roaring.

Chilu stepped back and sat on the top of the mountain and couldn't move.

Satu also flashed back to the banquet hall, staggered and ran a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Killing one person and hurting another, Zhu Tu himself was also seriously injured, and the witch power of the red wizard directly penetrated into the depths of his internal organs. It was not something that could be done in a short time.

Above the battlefield, millions of miles, a throne formed by black and red colors floats in the air.

A man wearing a black robe, with a vertical eye embroidered with blood-colored silk thread on his chest, with a handsome and cold face and a stern breath all over his body sat upright on the throne. He held a long sword dominated by black and red in both hands, and his bloody pupils looked at the figures standing in the void ahead with indifference and ruthlessness.

Di Shun, who usually wears thick linen clothes and dresses like ordinary people, is lined with a long robe wrapped around nine dragons, long boots decorated with phoenix feathers, and a set of clouds and clouds. There are thousands of phantoms of divine birds and beasts circling over the endless mountains, rivers and the country, blocking the black-robed heavy armor.

"The Blood Moon Line, Indra Yama?" Di Shun said lightly: "If I had known that you would take over the position of Emperor, then..."

"Don't mention that back then, it's all nonsense." Indra Yama said calmly: "You couldn't kill me in the battle back then, and now it's my turn to kill people. With such a beautiful world, how can you be the master of this world? Only the Yu tribe is worthy of this place of water and soil, and you are just slaves."

"Absurd!" Di Shun sneered, his fingers moved, and a long sword on his waist brought up the rushing shadow of thousands of dragons and slashed towards Hell of Imperiala. (To be continued.)
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