In the square in front of the Wuhuang Palace, an ant the size of a grain of rice crawled out from the gap in the stone bricks where the Fire Mandarin once sat cross-legged.
This ant is different from ordinary ants. It is only half the size of a grain of rice. Its whole body has a golden metallic texture. The antennae on the top of its head are as sharp as steel needles, and its back is covered with a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings. Feather wings.
The ant first cautiously crawled out of the crack in the stone, glanced left and right with its little head, and then saw its delicate wings vibrate and fly into the air like a fly.
The square in front of the Witch King's Palace was still very lively. At this time, most of the Wu clan people had tasted the flesh and blood of the human monks. They were sitting on the ground, eager to refine the effectiveness of the human flesh and blood, while more people gathered around Let’s chat and drink wine together.
The ants were wandering in the void, their little heads looking towards the Witch Emperor's Palace.
However, they saw that the door of Wuhuang Palace was closed again, as if they were isolated from the world, and there was no movement at all.
The fly's wings trembled slightly, and it immediately flew towards the gate of Wuhuang Palace, directly lying on the crack of the door and getting in.
"There are still a few elders of the Blood Witch Clan outside the palace at the moment. It would be difficult to kill them silently."
"Why worry so much? From today on, our Shura clan will dominate the witchcraft world. Even if we let them know the whole story, who would dare to have any objection!"
"Other races can be spared. Only the dwarf witches and blood witches must be eradicated and completely disappear from the witch world."
With a smile on his face, Di Jiang listened leisurely to the discussions of the fifteen Shura clan elders below, as if these matters had nothing to do with him.
Suddenly, Di Jiang's smiling face changed slightly, he slowly raised his eyelids, and raised his fingers at the closed door.
There was a slight sharp sound of "咻", and a golden thread streaked straight over the hall and fell into Di Jiang's palm.
The fifteen Shura clan elders stopped talking and turned to look at Di Jiang in the high position with surprise.
Di Jiang looked at the ants in his palm with a smile. When he saw the ants landed on Di Jiang's palm, they immediately ran around aimlessly as if they were blind.
"Master Wu Huang, this is..."
An elder from His Highness asked uncertainly.
Di Jiang clenched his fist slightly, and the ants in his palm immediately turned into powder. He raised his eyes and looked down the hall, and chuckled, "It seems that those people have some tricks up their sleeves and can survive there."
"What! Lord Witch King, are you saying that there are still people alive in the cave of two lifetimes?"
"Could it be that the Blood God saved a trick and escaped there?"
Di Jiang sneered and shook his head with a smile, "Hehehe, the Blood God self-destructed before the cave collapsed."
"Not the Blood God..."
The fifteen elders of the Shura clan were stunned again. The killing array in the cave of two generations was arranged by more than a dozen of them personally, and Di Jiang, the Witch Emperor of the Hunyuan Realm, was in charge. Only they knew its inner power, not to mention. In the end, Di Jiang destroyed the cave for two generations. No matter how many killing formations developed, no one could survive such terrifying power.
After hearing that Di Jiang said that there were still people alive, the faces of the fifteen Shura clan elders showed confusion at the same time.
At this moment, the blood cloud hovering outside the Shura clan's imperial city surged violently.
But he saw that the blood cloud suddenly boiled, and large amounts of blood steamed up. All the pavilions and buildings on it seemed to melt, turning into billowing plasma and blending into the blood cloud.
The crowd in the square in front of the Witch King's Palace was still surging. No one expected that something would suddenly change at this time of the Towering Conference. The faces of the Blood Witch clan members who stayed in the square among the lively crowd suddenly changed, and they all agreed. looked towards the distant sky.
I saw the blood cloud rolling and boiling, and large swaths of blood had dyed the sky red, and spread towards them at an extremely fast speed.
All the Blood Witch clan members suddenly thought of something, and their eyes widened in disbelief.
"This place is about to become a Shura field. Everyone should leave here quickly." At this time, an elder of the Blood Witch Clan immediately sent a message to the Blood Witch Clan people.
The Blood Witch tribe members didn't say much after hearing the order, and quickly rushed out of the square.
The square of the Witch Emperor's Palace is so huge, and the number of people inside it is no less than a few million, so the strange movements of the Blood Witch Clan people still did not attract too many people's attention.
"Human flesh and blood is so delicious."
"Not only does it smell good, after I ate it, I just felt a force of pure energy filling the spiritual sea. I knew that my physical body had become much stronger without even having to feel it."
"Yes, yes. Ever since we separated from the human race, I have never tasted the flesh and blood of the human race. This bite has brought back my long-lasting memories, and I have endless aftertaste."
"Hey, it would be nice if I could have more. It's just such a small cup. It's gone before I can even taste it."
"More? What a beautiful idea you have. Do you know how much it would be worth if so many human monks were to sell it? It is already a great gift from the Shura clan to share it with us."
"That's right, the Shura Clan is worthy of being our royal family, and the Shura Emperor is our God-Emperor."
Everyone was still discussing, and then they felt a darkness above their heads. At the same time, they looked up and saw a blood cloud covering the sky coming quickly, directly covering the entire square of the Witch Emperor's Palace.
"This is..."
"Eh? Isn't this the palace of Lord Blood Emperor?"
"what happened?"
"Where are the blood witch tribesmen! Where are the blood witch tribesmen!"
"People from the Blood Witch Clan
Gone! not good! Go quickly! "
The people present were not fools. When they saw this scene, they immediately felt that something was wrong and ran away screaming.
But by this time it was too late for them to respond.
The boiling blood cloud suddenly glowed red, the thick blood rolled up, and a huge human face condensed into shape during the twisting.
The huge human face looked at the crowds of people rushing below, its mouth slightly opened, revealing a chilling and ferocious smile. The next moment, an unparalleled suction force spread from the human face's mouth, sweeping towards the entire world.
The hurried monk was instantly enveloped by the suction force, and his physical body seemed to have opened a hole. All his spiritual power and blood energy burst out of his body uncontrollably, forming a tornado of blood in the void, and rolled back towards the mouth of the human face. .
"No..."
"The method of weeping blood is the Blood Witch King!"
"No! Impossible!"
Miserable howls rose up on the ground, and in a blink of an eye it was overwhelming. The monks who had been drained of their blood turned into shriveled human beings and fell into the void. Just as the elder of the Blood Witch Clan said just now, the originally grand towering conference was over in the blink of an eye. It became a Shura field.
The blood cloud absorbed the vast blood energy and boiled more violently. It rolled and boiled in the void, setting off waves of shocking blood that were tens of millions of feet long.
At the same time, the scope of the blood cloud is getting larger and larger, heading towards the entire Shura clan's imperial city, with a strong attitude that it will not stop until the Shura clan's imperial city is wiped out.
With a bang, the door of Wuhuang Palace opened, the void trembled slightly, and Di Jiang's figure appeared.
Fifteen elders of the Shura clan were seen sitting cross-legged in the main hall, closing their eyes and holding hands. Their whole bodies were shining with bright spiritual light, and they tried their best to resist the suction of the blood cloud in the void.
The relaxed and indifferent smile before disappeared, and Di Jiang's face was now filled with frost. He glanced at the sky and waved slightly, and the door of the Witch Emperor's Palace closed with a sound.
"Di Jiang, you think you can kill me!" The voice of the Blood God suddenly came from the blood cloud.
Di Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed at the blood cloud in the void.
"Buzz..."
Then a huge buzzing sound was heard, and a ray of light burst out from Dijiang's fingertips, suddenly hitting the blood cloud, piercing through and reaching the sky.
A big hole was punched through the blood cloud, but after the light pillar disappeared, it closed up again.
"Hahaha, it's a secret but a sparse one..."
Seeing this scene, Di Jiang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "I didn't expect that you actually mastered the art of Blood God Son, but you should be the only one."
"Di Jiang, we can't be kind to you today, we will have to live or die!"
"Hmph, that will make you feel like a fairy." Di Jiang hummed.
