Near the Blood Holy Gorge, there was a deserted place everywhere, with blood waves rolling in the air, and the entire Blood Holy Gorge was shrouded in a kind of evil aura. In the sky, a ball of blood-colored light was flowing, wrapped in powerful aura, and the number was very large. At least thousands of Blood Demon Clan members were fighting there. Their enemies seemed not to be humans, but a creature with a powerful sacred aura.

"That's..." Dongfang Qi frowned and looked into the distance.

Under the clouds, a bright figure appeared above the group of blood demons. There was a girl wearing white soft armor with a delicate figure and curved figure. The lines were moving under the wrappers of soft armor. But she didn't seem to be a human. She was emitting white fluorescent light. A thin sword in her hand gently raised and swept away the dust in the void, turning into a white holy storm swept the blood demons group.

"Swish~~~"

A sword split the sky and instantly strangled hundreds of blood demons into a blood mist. This sword is not only a force on the sword, but also an explosion of blood power. Otherwise, it would never have such a terrifying effect. Those blood demons are weak at least as powerful as the early stage of the semi-saint, and those who are strong can be comparable to those of the lower saints, but under the sword of the silver-armored girl, they are simply vulnerable!

"Another taboo."

Long Xun gritted his teeth and said, "I have seen this person after following my master in Tianzhou Zhujian Villa. She is the legendary successor of the White Tiger Clan, the white-tiger girl on the semi-saint list."

"Even she is here."

I frowned: "It seems that the Blood Holy Gorge is indeed about to gather all the heroes."

"Go away, no further!"

Dongfang Qi whispered: "Don't wait until all the natives in the spiritual world are destroyed. It will be too late for us to go again."

"Yeah, go!"

...

Everyone flew into the depths of the Blood Holy Gorge, and Lin Muzhao and I were leading the way to prevent being attacked again, but it was safe along the way. After flying for a hundred miles, the sky in the distance was bright, and wisps of blood-colored light burst into the sky. A violent tremor came from the earth, as if the depths of the strata were beginning to collapse, and wisps of worrying red flames overflowed from the cracks, visible.

"Essence of the Earth!"

Immediately, some disciples of the Holy Sect became hot and flew over one after another. They began to collect the essence of earth fire that had surfaced on the surface and turned into red gems, but it seemed very hot. Some people were scorching and screaming. Even the semi-saint's body could not bear the high temperature, which must have been quite close to the extremely fire temperature.

"Some fly-headed small profits are also fighting for this..."

Dongfang Ping clenched his fists with a regret, and said, "The Blood Holy Gorge is right in front of you. What are some of the essences of the center of the earth on the periphery?"

Lin Muzhao looked at the west with beautiful eyes and said, "There is movement in the Blood Saint Gorge. It seems that the war has not stopped yet. Let's hurry up, don't wait until it's too late!"

"Come and take a look!"

Long Xun and Dongfang Chen flew side by side over the hills. The next moment, a red canyon appeared in front of me, and the holy energy was stirred. It was the legendary Blood Saint Gorge. At this time, the Blood Saint Gorge was trapped in a battle. The surface of the bottom of the canyon continued to collapse, and strands of earth's center essence appeared, and then turned into flame-like gems. Each one was only the size of a finger, but it was quite large, dense.

"OMG……"

Dongfang Chen's face showed excitement and said, "The essence of the center of the earth... The treasure in the upper realm is said to be equal to the value of the essence of the earth and the holy Yuan stone. The value of many semi-saint families is only equivalent to a pound of holy Yuan stone. But a mere piece of Blood Saint Gorge may be buried at least a whole treasure mountain condensed by the essence of the earth!"

"Don't be too happy too early."

I opened the sword-divine eyes and saw through the blood-colored clouds. I saw that the canyon in the distance was almost everywhere, with at least tens of thousands of blood demons guarding the surrounding area alone, and there were also some corpse-controllers dormant in the darkness. Near the core were some exiles who originally belonged to humans, with violent auras and unreasonable strength.

And just at the end of the Blood Holy Gorge, people from the spiritual world finally appeared!

A king wearing blood-colored war armor held a long sword in his hand and a broken cloak. He stood in front of a group of exiles. His helmet exuded a sensation of a rage, and his eyes were exposed with cold eyes. He looked at everyone quietly, with a spirit of endless war. Judging from his aura, this person had the strength of a median saint. Although he was very strong, there were already a lot of trauma on his armor and mottled blood. He had to face too many enemies, and each of them was a half-life genius in the exile land. Many ants bite the elephant to death, and it would only be a matter of time before he fell down.

Behind this powerful king, there were several familiar faces, the Death Knives King, Chi Hanchuan, the King of Death Blades, and the Defeated Queen Natavia, and Hongyue were all there, but everyone was injured, as strong as Chi Hanchuan, was already broken and blood-stained, while Hongyue's long snow-white legs were stained with blood. It seemed that she was hit by a sword in her waist and eyes, and she was seriously injured.

As for Natavia, her injuries seemed to be the lightest, but her breath was also the weakest. She must have used the power of destruction to continue to kill, which made everyone qualified to stand alive.

There are only five of the seven kings left. As for the king at the forefront, his name is about to come out.

The Immortal, the highest commander in the spiritual world, is known as the Immortal Emperor. He once heard of this person in Hongyue's mouth. In the spiritual world, the Immortal Emperors are the strongest ones under the Blood King, so that Natavia, Chi Hanchuan and others are only at the peak of semi-saints, but the breath of the Immortal has reached the level of a median saint.

In addition, the aura of Hongyue was also a bit strange. In addition to the overwhelming hatred, there was also a ray of redness in her beautiful eyes. It was a sign that the fire of the Holy Ruins was ignited. She actually entered the holy realm earlier than Natavia?

However, when I looked carefully, I immediately realized that Hongyue was holding a blood-colored warm jade in her left hand. The veins in the warm jade were clear and the colorful holy light lingered. Is it the qi and spiritual vein of the spiritual world?

This is the only way to explain, which has triggered the luck in the spiritual vein and enabled Hong Yue to gain the power of the saint in advance, but she is still no match for many masters in the exile place!

"The Emperor, the descendants of the Demon Dragon have also arrived."

Although Natavia looked tired, she still held out her sword and said, "The fate of our spiritual world has finally come to an end. Even if we use the luck of one world, we still cannot escape the bad luck."

The Immortal Emperor looked up at the starry sky and said sadly: "God is destined to do so. Even if we go against the will of heaven, it will be useless."

Hongyue frowned slightly: "The exile land takes away my home and destroys my spiritual world. Even if you die, you must calculate this account clearly! Why... Why can the exile land destroy my spiritual world?"

Behind her, there were at least hundreds of spiritual cultivators. Most of them were young, and they raised their swords together, with anger in their eyes, and roared: "The spiritual world will not perish! The spiritual world will not perish!"

"shut up."

Just ahead of them, a white light fell and turned into an old man holding a crutch. He couldn't see him clearly, but a white cloak shone like fish scales. This man was very strong and was almost about to reach the extreme realm of the semi-saint realm. The crutch in his hand gently touched the ground and whispered: "Originally, if your spiritual world is willing to surrender, you just use your world as a springboard, but you are stubborn, so we can't blame us. You have to pay a heavy price for your stupidity!"

"White Crow!"

The Immortal Emperor's eyes were bright, and the long sword slowly pointed, saying, "In order to seize the luck and essence of the earth's center of the spirit world, you would rather cut yourself down to the semi-saint realm. If you have done all your calculations, aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one sword?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old man called "White Crow" let out a strange laugh that made people's spine chill, and said, "It's not that I look down on you, even if I'm in the semi-saint realm, I can't defeat you."

"Be your daydream!"

The Immortal Emperor burst out with light and directly slashed out the sword of the middle saint. The rules of death were lingering around the long sword, and there were waves of ghosts and howlings. The person who was known as the most accomplished in the swordsmanship of the entire spiritual world in the swordsmanship of death was indeed extraordinary. The sword was slashed out, which immediately shocked the group of exiles in front of him.

"Hehehe~~~"

The white crow smiled again, and the crutch suddenly swept across the sky. Suddenly, white crows flapped their wings and flew out from the void. The flames swirled around, and in a blink of an eye, they absorbed one by one on the sword that the Immortal Emperor slashed out. The rules of death seemed to have been reversed, and the fierce sword stayed in mid-air.

"What kind of magic is this?"

I was stunned for a moment, and used the sword-divine eyes again to see it again. I realized that it was an illusion. The white crow was not only powerful, but also a unique illusion. The crow magic figures sacrificed by me have actually affected the mind and will of the Immortal Emperor. This sword was not impossible to be cut down, but was stopped by the Immortal Emperor himself.

"What are you waiting for?"

The white crow looked at the hundreds of semi-saints geniuses behind him in the exile land, and said, "The time has come to rewrite the history of my exile land. Whether you can avenge your previous shame and re-enter the three thousand worlds depends on you!"

Everyone was excited, drew out their swords one by one, burst into a state of rushing into the sky, and rushed out almost instantly, fighting fiercely with the last remaining power of the spiritual world. Hongyue, Natavia and others participated in the battle one after another, and even Donglin and Chi Hanchuan took action together. For a moment, the depths of the Blood Holy Gorge became even more chaotic.

...

“Sharp ~~~”

Lin Muzhao landed beside me, stepped on a few fallen leaves, and looked into the distance with a pair of beautiful eyes and said, "Junior brother, are those two red moons and Natavia you are thinking about?"

"Um."

"Natavia..." She opened her red lips lightly: "What a strange name."

"Maybe they are from the lower boundary and Western Regions."

"Are we... ready to do it?"

"Yes."
Chapter completed!