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On this battlefield, the disciples of the Profound Wind Academy are fighting with the strong of the Burning Blood Race!

The leader of the team was Meng Canglan. Four or five players were all injured at this time. Around them, there were nearly thirty monsters and a man in a red robe!

This man's cultivation is roughly equivalent to ninety-eight cyclones, but he didn't do anything from start to finish, looking at the people in the Profound Wind Academy indifferently, and constantly commanding the monsters to attack.

Meng Canglan's long sword was stained with blood and looked like a **** of death. After ten days of life and death battles, he wandered between life and death several times, so that his potential was stimulated again and successfully opened up the 98th cyclone.

Just facing the many enemies around him, if he were alone, he could still rush out, but there were several injured disciples behind him!

"Senior Brother Meng, if you can, you can rush out alone. Compared with the annihilation of the entire army, you can live only one!" A disciple showed despair in his eyes and said with a strong smile.

Meng Canglan scolded: "Stop talking about these frustrating words, I want to take you out exactly!"

A blood-stained disciple tried to raise his left hand, but his hand seemed to be broken, without any reaction, he smiled bitterly:

"This blood prison is the place where the strongest people are born. Walking along the way, Fang Xuan died, Zhao Ke died, and Lin Yue was severely wounded... Even if we can open up a sea of ​​blood, it is at best a sea of ​​crystal silver blood. Brother Meng, take our blood spirit crystals and create a sea of ​​purple gold blood. Just wait for my revenge!"

The remaining disciples nodded one after another. In their eyes, there was no fear, only determination!

Meng Canglan held the long sword tightly, the sword aura rose suddenly, he roared:

"Since you have this determination, then don't make indifferent sacrifices. Let's kill together. The winner will avenge the loser! Remember, you are the disciples of Xuanfengyuan, and the disciples of Xuanfengyuan can never be slaughtered !

kill! "

The remaining few disciples seemed to be infected by this emotion, and shouted:

"kill!"

The intent to fight and the resoluteness of death urged their aura to the extreme and broke out. A shocking intent to fight swept all around, and even made aura roar!

The strong blood-burning clan standing behind the monster frowned, instinctively feeling bad.

For many years, they have been accustomed to watching the despair when their prey is about to die, but what these people exude is definitely not that kind of emotion.

This will be a fierce battle!

Suddenly, a burst of golden light radiated from the disciples of Xuanfengyuan, one person holding an iron rod, surrounded by a ‘swastika’ pattern, stepped out one step and killed the group of monsters.

It is Li Zhao.

In the short period of time in the blood prison, his strength has also risen, reaching the level of ninety-six cyclones. At this time, he is even taking the lead, killing forward!

Other disciples followed.

Meng Canglan roared, his sword aura splashed, like a sword god, cut out with one sword, those monsters were not even the enemy of one move!

The man in the red robe moved, and between his hands, the red earth became more vivid, and a red halo floated up in the air, covering everyone present.

The monsters suddenly became irritable, all panting heavily, their skin turned red, and they rushed towards Meng Canglan and the others.

This is destined to be a tragic battle!

In other places in the Blood Prison, the same scene is constantly playing out.

In order to compete for the opportunity, many disciples went crazy.

For those disciples who have encountered single monsters, they sang all the way, feeling that opportunities can be obtained at will.

For those disciples who were besieged or even killed, they may experience despair before they die, they may hate, but they will never regret it!

...

Compared to the fighting of those other people, Zhu Hao's situation was a little better.

When he woke up, he found himself in a dark but dry dungeon.

When he was about to raise his hand, he found that his wrist was locked by something.

And his aura seemed to be blocked by something, unable to move.

Instead, he tried the power of the soul, and Zhu Hao was surprised that his power of the soul was also blocked!

Zhu Hao frowned, this was not so good, he could guess that he was mostly caught by the girl from the Burning Blood Race, but he didn't know what she was going to do!

Looking around, there is nothing to use as far as my eyes can be.

Click!

As if the iron lock had been opened, there was a strong light from above, and Zhu Hao had to narrow his eyes.

"The sacrifice is imminent, this time is when the barbarians are robbing the holy jade, so many barbarians, do you think this has the most potential?" A rough and low voice came from above.

"Abba, I'm sure. I went out for three days and saw this barbarian defeated the other four barbarians. One of the barbarians was still a half-step saint." A voice that was as crisp as an oriole screamed, answering the words of the person who spoke first .

Zhu Hao frowned, barbarian? Is this talking about him?

When his eyes adjusted to the bright light, Zhu Hao looked up, startled.

The person who had spoken earlier was a strong man with knotted muscles and a sturdy body. Standing there like a hill, Zhu Hao's waist might not be as thick as his arms!

The most terrifying thing is that when this strong man looks at Zhu Hao, he looks like an abyss staring at him, as if he could kill him with just one breath!

Strong in the blood sea!

And the girl who brought him back looked extremely petite standing beside him.

"Looking at his qi, blood and cultivation level, he is considered a talented barbarian. I respect your choice, but before the sacrifice, the ceremony still needs to be carried out." The man said, turned and left here, and the earth was light when he walked around. Shiver slightly.

This made Zhu Hao worried whether he would crush this dungeon.

Before he could react, the girl stretched out her hand and easily lifted him out, unlocking Zhu Hao's spiritual energy and spirit, and said indifferently:

"My name is Xi, and you will be eaten by me soon. It is your honor."

Zhu Hao looked at her coldly, his brows filled with disgust, could it be that he also fell in love with his blood?

Although he wanted to make a move, Zhu Hao suppressed the idea of ​​using his hands to intimidate her.

If you rush to make a move, I am afraid it will only be a bad thing. Moreover, the strength of this girl is not worse than that of him, and he has been seriously injured, and is not an opponent.

Seeing that Zhu Hao said nothing, he carefully took out a mottled and worn-out mustard bracelet from one side of his cloth pocket, took out a few blood spirit grass from it, and said:

"Recover your injuries, my saints make sacrifices. I don't like injured sacrifices."

Zhu Hao only felt funny.

This blood **** is just a small world, and the people in it claim to be saints?

Reminiscent of the saint mentioned by Xi, Zhu Hao guessed that it might be the name of the blood sea realm by the people here.

The aura vibrated, and the majestic aura of the blood spirit grass poured into Zhu Hao's body to help him recover.

I have to say that the aura contained in this blood spirit grass is not only pure, but also very majestic, which is very effective for the recovery of injuries.

But at the same time, Zhu Hao realized that something was wrong. The aura in the blood spirit grass was full of other things, which was a strange aura.

And its owner is the young girl named Xi in front of her!

Zhu Hao furrowed his brows slightly, and calmly expelled the breath, continuing to recover from his injuries.

Seeing that Zhu Hao's aura recovered steadily, Xi nodded in satisfaction, turned and left here, a steady sound of footsteps approached, and someone guarded the door.

However, in two or three hours, Zhu Hao recovered from his injury.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door, and two expressionless blood-burning experts walked out, one of them took Zhu Hao out.

The outside was not as open and desolate as Zhu Hao imagined, it was like a tunnel cut in the ground. The two men drove him through quickly and finally reached a red world!

When Zhu Hao saw the source of the scarlet redness, he couldn't help being stunned. It was an unimaginable blood crystal!

The blood here is so strong that it is shocking, and even the excess blood is floating outwards from the various passages.

Zhu Hao guessed, I'm afraid that all the blood in the blood prison shed from here!

The two finally escorted Zhu Hao to the front of the blood spirit crystal, and dozens of eyes glanced at him.

Zhu Hao couldn't help numb his scalp. He only noticed at this time that in addition to the patriarch of the Burning Blood Clan, there were actually two Blood Sea Realm powerhouses in the Burning Blood Clan!

The patriarch of the Burning Blood shouted:

"All the powerful saints, today is Xi's sacrifice day.

After this day, Xi will become the new strongman of my saint clan. At the same time, the barbarians of the foreign race will once again plunder the saint jade, and he is the sacrificial item that Xi selected among hundreds of barbarians. Announced in name, now, the ceremony begins! "

Before Zhu Hao understood what was going on, he was thrown into the open space under the blood spirit crystal by the two people who were holding him.

Boom boom boom!

Only then did Zhu Hao see that he was around this place, it turned out to be a place similar to a arena!

As the sound rang out, the walls around the door opened, and dozens of monsters crawled out of it!

Looking around, the people of the Burning Clan watched with great interest, as if he was an ornamental object!

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