The Blood Prison tribe has advanced very quickly and occupied all cities within the human territory. However, with only tens of millions of cultivators, even if the Blood Prison tribe continues to travel, it is impossible to firmly control the entire occupied area.

One by one, the human resistance teams of different sizes and uncertainties emerged. Lan Shiqian is the leader of one of the teams. This ancestral city monk was trapped in the occupied areas of the human race because he went out to do business. He avoided the pursuit of the powerful people of the Blood Prison clan. At the same time, he was constantly trying to rescue many human race members and create chaos to reduce the pressure on the battlefield ahead [..com]

The team acted quite beautifully several times, and even caught off guard seven days ago, conquering a small city occupied by the Blood Prison tribe, saving hundreds of human monks and tens of thousands of human ordinary people.

However, because of this, the team led by Lan Shiqian was stared at by the powerful men of the Blood Prison Clan. A battle of chasing and running for the entire day and night

A large number of human monks were killed, but the Blood Prison clan also paid the price for their actions.

Every fallen human monk will burst out with the strongest power before his death. He will not seek to survive and protect himself, but will also take the enemy to bury him.

Fierce and tragic battle

But today, being forced into the valley, the surrounding cities of Blood Prison Clan gathered and had already blocked all retreats. The sky was covered by blood, the space was suppressed, and any space magic was rejected.

Judging from this posture, the Blood Prison Clan is preparing to slaughter the human monks in the valley without letting anyone go

Lan Shiqian's face was firm. Looking at the monks who were fighting bloody battles around him, she sighed in her heart. It seemed that she was doomed today.

"My fellow Taoists, our clan has suffered a great disaster. We will be the cultivator of the human race and die for the righteousness of the clan. If we die without regrets, today is your last battle, so we can fight to the fullest. We must find a custody before we die. I wonder if you fellow Taoists agree?"

"Haha, what fellow Taoist Lan Shiqian said is very true. You and I are good at cherishing your life, but you are not the one who fears and retreats and irresponsible people who invade the Blood Prison. If the human race is in trouble, you and I can die for the guards, which is considered as the death of their own people."

"If you die, you will die, but it is impossible to go to hell quietly. No matter how you do, you have to kill a few more blood prison clans to be free of regrets."

"Fuck them to death and let the bastards of the Blood Prison Clan see the majesty of our human race."

"Then prepare for the battle"

In the valley, the pale face of the human monk showed a bit of arrogance, his eyes exuded a crazy meaning, and his murderous intention was infinite

But at this moment, outside the valley, the blood prison clan cultivators roared softly. Nearly a hundred blood prison strong men collapsed and turned into blood mist. They set up a blood prison demon array, covering the entire valley. A terrifying pressure slowly emanated from it, and a sinister poison was scattered.

Lan Shiqian and others looked at each other and saw that they felt bitter in their hearts. It seemed that they would not have the chance to fight to the death.

The Blood Prison Demon Array takes action, and none of them can resist it

But just like this, I'm really unwilling to die

"Friends of Taoism, I wonder if we self-destruct, which may cause damage to the blood prison cultivator in the Blood Prison Demon Array?" Among the human race, a monk spoke in a low voice, and his narrowed eyes flashed with a madness.

Lan Shiqian was stunned and then laughed wildly, and she burst into tears. She was so happy that she could tell the truth that it was so wonderful.

Since he is going to die, instead of suffering from torture in the Blood Prison Demon Formation, both body and spirit are destroyed, it is better to explode the scene of a thrilling moment. Before dying, he has to use his teeth to bite off a few bites of flesh and blood from the Blood Prison Cultivator.

The cultivator in the valley raised his head fiercely, his eyes were full of violent and violent, his breath was like boiling water, and his evil aura was rushing.

Just wait for the next moment, the Blood Prison Demon Array will fall, and it will be the time for them to explode.

However, at this moment, more than a hundred blood prison monks outside the valley suddenly turned pale, raised their heads and spewed out a stream of blood, raised their heads in horror, and their eyes showed horror.

Just now, the space they jointly set up was forcibly torn apart.

The light of spiritual light flashed slightly above the void, and a figure of a green robe suddenly appeared, frowned, and waved his sleeves.

The mighty pressure suddenly came, and the turbulence was like waves, and the ups and downs released the terrifying power of destroying the world. Wherever it swept, the blood prison monk did not have time to react at all, and the howl suddenly stopped and completely died.

Above the valley, the unstable blood prison magic array was like the autumn frost in the scorching sun, melting instantly, and the blood color of the sky faded away.

Lan Shiqian's face was dull, and she didn't know what happened, but when his eyes fell on the figure standing in the sky, his body was slightly stiff, his lips were trembling slightly, his eyes were full of excitement, and he knelt on the ground to salute deeply, "I've seen Lord Xiao Chen"

The cultivation of the Yuzhe Human Clan finally recognized the identity of the person and fell to the ground one after another.

Lord Xiao Chen

It's Lord Xiao Chen

Among the human race, there are few people who do not know Xiao Chen. The mythical rise and progress made Xiao Chen's name intimidate the spiritual world. He was respected by countless monks and worshiped that he would die in danger now. He had to meet the adults, but it made Lan Shiqian and others see another hope in despair.

Lord Xiao Chen appeared... Maybe the situation in the human race had a turning point, because Lord Xiao is an existence who is good at creating miracles.

This idea came without reason, but Lan Shiqian and others had obviously recognized this point and were quite excited at this moment

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, recognized Lan Shiqian's identity, but did not speak much, frowned slightly, and said: "You are waiting here, can you tell where the front line has spread now?"

Lan Shiqian bowed respectfully, "Sir, according to the information we have, the advancement of the Blood Prison Clan's front has spread to the ancestral city, but I don't know what the specific details are."

Speaking of this, he hesitated a little and gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Xiao Chen, my younger generation and others beg you to go to the ancestral city immediately. You must not let the ancestral city fall, otherwise it will definitely cause a devastating blow to morale, and our human race will be in danger."

Xiao Chen's heart sank. The front line had reached the ancestral city. Someone was in charge. The ancestral city might be safe, but Xiao Cheng... Thinking of this, his face became even more ugly. "I give you two choices. One is to enter my dojo to avoid the war. The other is to continue to stay in the occupied area and restrain the power of the Blood Prison Clan."

"Sir, I am willing to choose the second one." Lan Shiqian hesitated slightly and spoke respectfully, "My human race has suffered a great disaster. I am willing to do my best. How can I avoid it under the protection of my adults?"

"We are willing to choose the second path"

The cultivators of the human race in the valley shouted in a low voice

Xiao Chen nodded and was quite satisfied with the choice of Lan Shiqian and others. How could there be a complete egg under the collapse of the nest? If the human race is defeated, even he may not be able to escape unscathed. At this moment, fighting the clan is the only and necessary choice.

With a wave of the sleeve of the robe, four figures suddenly appeared, which was the monk who killed Taoism at the left eyebrow.

"They are cultivators under my command. They are good at assassinating and sneaking. If you have their help in the future, you can try to avoid the siege of the Blood Prison Clan." Speaking of this, Xiao Chen paused slightly and took out many jade bottle spiritual pills with his backhand. "The elixirs in this class restore spiritual power to heal injuries can greatly improve your combat power. This is all I can do. Take care of you, maybe you and I will see you again tomorrow."

Yu Luo, Xiao Chen bowed and stepped down, his figure disappeared

Lan Shiqian and others respectfully gave their respect and left in a hurry after a short rest.

Above the sky, a monk in the green robe was rushing to the road with all his might. When he came this trip, he rushed straight to the ancestral city, frowned, and had unconcealed worries in his eyes.

What happened to Xiaocheng...? Are Tong Sheng and others still safe?

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, and felt uneasy under pressure, but the degree was faster

...

Ten days later, Xiaocheng is located

The light of inspiration flashed slightly, and the monk in the green robe came to tear apart the space, his figure appeared directly, his eyes fell, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly

The entire Xiaocheng is already a ruined scene, as if it was burned by a raging fire. The bustling city of the past is now like a dead land, silent without any sound.

Xiao Chen's heart contracted violently, and there were many people he cared about in this city... I don't know how they could see through their bodies now, sweeping across the entire Xiao City, and traces of fierce battles could be seen everywhere, but no corpse was found, which made him feel at ease.

However, looking at the hard-working city, ruthlessly destroyed in the war, Tong Sheng and others were not clear about their whereabouts, life and death were unknown, Xiao Chen's murderous intent became stronger and stronger, and he slowly raised his head and looked towards the direction of the ancestral city. His dark eyes were as cold as the sea, and his cold light was scattered like stars.

A violent aura fluctuation came from this direction. It seemed that as Lan Shiqian and others said, the battle had spread to the ancestral city.

Then let him take action from behind and give the Blood Prison Clan a big gift

Ancestral City

As the core of the human race, its status is similar to that of the royal capital in the mundane world. It brings together the most powerful forces of the human race and the most powerful people. It is a holy land in the hearts of the human race monks.

Because of this, the importance of the ancestral city is self-evident. The blood prison invaded and the human race still had the power to barely resist most of the territory. However, if the ancestral city is lost, it will cause a devastating blow to the morale of the human race.

This battle cannot be lost, otherwise the future of the human race will be dim and it is very likely to be penetrated into the bottomless abyss and there will be no chance of turning around again.

The formation of the ancestral city was completely opened, and the ancestors personally took charge of the entire formation to activate the sudden operation, producing amazing protection power. The city concentrated the strong men from all sides of the human race and the most elite army. In this battle, the human race had all its strength, and the victory was not allowed to be defeated.

The blood prison army camp outside the city was set up, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, forming a terrifying attack formation, with the evil spirits rising to the sky and covering the entire sky, turning the world into darkness.

While roaring, the battle formation is running. Every time it is activated, it releases an irresistible destructive force. The blade composed of blood-colored energy is like a death-reaping sickle, slashing towards the ancestral city formation crazily.

The spirit shines, the blood light reaches the sky, and the two are alternately clear and destructive, the overflowing energy fluctuations are enough to easily erase any monk.

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Chapter completed!