In front of the altar, a three-foot-tall scarlet figure stood tall, with a wild and violent aura permeating his body, like a sleeping dragon, in a daze.
Huang Liang's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, but after seeing Lu Ye making no move, he realized something was wrong.
There must be something wrong with Lu Ye!
Almost at the same time as he turned around, another ferocious voice sounded: "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"
The tone was full of urgency.
But it’s the Blood Owl!
As a strong man with a background in the Divine Sea Realm, he has never put the monks of the Soaring Dragon Realm in his eyes. Even if he is trapped by the sword formation of Haoran Academy, he can do so with ease.
But when Lu Ye was wearing the dragon throne, a huge warning sign suddenly arose in his heart.
That piece of scarlet armor gave him a huge sense of threat.
This kind of threat is not only a threat that can determine his life and death, but also a threat that can determine the survival of the altar!
As a vampire, he is not afraid of death, but the altar cannot be destroyed. This is related to the coming of the blood realm. If the altar is destroyed, all his previous efforts will be in vain, and the time for the coming of the blood realm will be greatly extended.
For such a crime, even if he is still alive, he will definitely face a punishment worse than life.
Therefore, we must quickly kill the Soaring Dragon monk wearing Yan armor!
Huang Liang saw what was wrong with Lu Ye, and the Blood Owl naturally saw it too, otherwise there would be no reason for him to stand there silently after using such a magical object.
This is undoubtedly the best opportunity to kill Lu Ye.
He originally wanted to go there in person, but the sword cultivators from Haoran Academy headed by Yuan Changcun were pestering him desperately. Even if he used all kinds of mysterious blood secret techniques, he could not get out of the trap for a while unless Yuan Changcun and others were driven away first. !
Following the blood owl's order, many vampires woke up from a dream and rushed towards Lu Ye's direction.
Lu Ye, who was standing there quietly without moving, finally moved. He just raised his hands and kicked his feet casually, and the vampires with strong and ferocious auras died one after another.
His movements looked extremely simple, but none of the vampires could avoid them.
From a distance, it looked like a group of naughty children provoking a tall and powerful adult. No matter how much the children bared their teeth and claws, it was meaningless. The scene looked both funny and bloody.
Any vampire who rushes past will either explode and die, or fly backwards like an arrow from a string, with their muscles and bones broken.
In the dragon seat, Lu Ye felt it silently.
Although he was wearing a piece of armor that was three feet high, making him seem to have turned into such a huge creature, he didn't feel much discomfort. All his movements were as smooth and natural as arms and fingers.
When the Dragon Seat is added to the body, he is the Dragon Seat, and the Dragon Seat is him.
Every part of the three-foot-tall Yan Jia is an extension of his body!
The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that something was missing from his hand...
All along, he always held the Panshan Sword when facing the enemy. He rarely fought with bare hands, so naturally he felt a little uncomfortable.
Of course he could use the Panshan Sword, but holding the Panshan Sword with a three-foot-tall body would be somewhat nondescript, and it would be better to do it with bare hands.
Fortunately, fighting skills, once mastered, will be engraved deep in the soul, so even if there is no knife in the hand, it will only feel a little empty at most, and it will not have much impact.
"Hold on!" Huang Liang shouted angrily again, and he rushed over personally, leading a group of Soaring Dragon cultivators around Lu Ye to relieve him of the pressure.
Lu Ye ignored his cry before. He thought there was something wrong with Lu Ye, but now it seems that there should be no problem with Lu Ye, otherwise it would be impossible to fight back against the incoming vampires.
But Lu Ye's actions of killing the enemy made him understand the root cause.
Because Lu Ye has been using the simplest means to kill vampires, and no action is redundant. This is obviously because he does not want to waste his own power.
Huang Liang had a guess in his heart, but he was not sure.
There was no time to ask at this time. Since Lu Ye wanted to save strength, he could only cooperate.
In an instant, where Lu Ye was, humans and vampires swarmed in, colliding and fighting. Their spiritual power was agitated and chaotic, and killing moves were launched one after another.
The focus of the war suddenly shifted like this, which no one of the two strong men expected.
At this moment, Lu Ye's place truly became the center of the world.
One side wants to attack, the other side is defending, both are trying their best. The fresh life in this large area is like withered leaves, withering away, and corpses fly out one after another, turning into severed limbs and pieces of meat.
In the ravine, the blood-colored light became thicker, and the aura that made the Dragon Soaring monk extremely unfamiliar continued to permeate the air.
Lu Ye stood there and did not participate in the fight between the two monks. 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 blood world. The breath!
Full of vicious aggression!
In the ravine, there are countless figures tumbling in the blood. They are more powerful vampires. Under the influence of the traction altar, they may descend on Longteng at any time.
Hurry up, hurry up!
As if sensing his thoughts, the bloody light that came out of the Vajra Temple and swept northward suddenly increased in speed. Wherever it passed, it left a clearly identifiable mark in the air that lingered for a long time.
In troubled times, human lives are like straw.
Even monks who are successful in spiritual practice cannot escape this fate.
Every moment, Longteng monks died beside Lu Ye in battle. Even a top warrior like Huang Liang was seriously injured, but he still killed the enemy with blood and never left Lu Ye's side.
The vampires attacked several times, but they were still unable to tear open the defense line of the Dragon Soaring monks. The blood owl kept shouting loudly, and he was no longer as calm as before.
In the void, the Vampire Race prides itself on itself and never puts other races in its eyes, especially the naturally weak human race. In the Vampire Race's view, this race is the lowest race.
However, after seeing the power gathered in the Dragon Cultivation World, even the Vampire Clan had to admit that the naturally weak human race could sometimes show unimaginable resilience and tenacity.
This is a characteristic that many races in the void do not possess, and it is also a characteristic that many races envy.
"Are you okay yet?" Huang Liang asked loudly during the chaos.
"Right away!" Lu Ye's response came from the Dragon Seat. He could clearly sense the distance between the bloody light heading north and his position.
After receiving Lu Ye's reply, Huang Liang felt reassured, knowing that his previous guess was correct.
Lu Ye didn't make much movement, he was just conserving and conserving his strength. He was waiting for that thing.
That thing that has been suppressed by the Kongo Temple for two thousand years!
All the fears and anxieties were swept away, and Huang Liang felt great hope rising in his heart. Even though he was seriously injured, he couldn't help but be full of expectations.
However, this expectation was shattered in the next moment.
He looked up and saw blood surging in the sky. The scene of the blood river sloping down once again appeared. As the blood river tilted, one after another vampire figures shot out of it...
The support of the vampires has arrived!
Huang Liang was not the only one who saw this scene. Every Longteng monk who saw this scene couldn't help but feel despair.
With the current Vampire Clan alone, they are no longer sure of victory. With the Vampire Clan getting support again, how can Long Teng still have the strength to resist?
Many vampires rushed out of the blood river in the sky, each with a strong aura. Without saying a word, they rushed down and joined the battlefield.
One of the vampires, who looked a bit old, stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and he snorted softly: "Blood Owl, you are still so useless!"
An angry Blood Owl who was entangled by Yuan Changcun and others gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, take down the Yanjia first, it is a variable!"
The old vampire said calmly: "I don't need you to teach me what I do!"
He shifted his gaze, looked at Lu Ye who was wearing the dragon throne, and said softly: "Kill him!"
His tone was calm, as if what he wanted to kill was just a mosquito.
A large number of supporting vampires rushed into the formation, and the defense line gathered around Lu Ye by the Soaring Dragon monks was immediately in danger, and several gaps were torn directly.
Many vampires followed the gap and rushed towards Lu Ye.
Lu Ye, who had been standing on the spot, trying not to make any unnecessary movements, suddenly raised a hand slowly. As the hand was raised, the wind and clouds changed color, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder light wandered around, and the terrifying power of heaven shrouded the earth.
In the entire noisy and chaotic battlefield, no matter whether they paid attention to this place or not, both the human race and the vampire race could clearly see the big raised hand.
"Huh?" The heart of the old vampire who had just arrived at Longteng jumped suddenly. In the dark, he felt an extremely ferocious aura rushing rapidly from a certain direction.
He quickly looked up and saw an extremely bizarre scene.
From the southeast direction, a streak of blood came through the sky, cutting a mark in the sky that would not heal for a long time.
"What is that?" The old vampire frowned and looked over there. The next moment, his expression changed with horror.
He seemed to see a ferocious dragon shadow, charging towards it with its teeth and claws.
And the aura in the bloody light was astonishingly the same as the aura of Yan Jia below.
Although the old vampire didn't quite understand what happened, he also knew that he must not let this bloody light get close to the battlefield. He immediately jumped up and rushed towards the bloody light. Before the people arrived, the blood mist filled the whole body and turned into a The sea of blood, the sea of blood seemed to have spirituality, surging and wrapping around the blood-colored light that came towards it, covering the blood-colored light tightly in an instant.
This kind of secret technique of the Vampire Clan has extremely strong corrosion on the spirituality of the spiritual weapon and the spiritual power of the monks. The old Vampire Clan does not hesitate to activate the secret technique that consumes itself. No matter what it is, as long as it has Spiritual power will inevitably fall into his control and then corrode it.
However, the next moment, a scream came from the sea of blood...
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