Roar roar roar!!

More and more blood slaves moved closer to Qin Changan and others. Although Qin Changan controlled the magma, countless flame spears killed a large number of blood slaves.

Zhao Ziling stood behind Qin Changan, waving his spear, shattering the blood slave that Qin Changan missed, and frowned.

There was a hint of worry in his eyes, because he could feel that as time went by, Qin Changan had more and more blood slaves left out.

"Qin Chang'an, if you can't hold on, just squeak. You can't die here. The old guys from the North God Palace are still waiting for you."

Zhao Ziling's spear trembled slightly and looked at Qin Changan, who was hunched over behind him. When he came, the old guys had to take Qin Changan back alive.

If something happens to this guy, those old guys will have to peel off their skin?

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Qin Changan covered his mouth and coughed lightly, blood oozing out through his fingers, blood flowing down the pipa bones, dyeing his entire back red.

But he still insisted on controlling the flames, controlling the magma, condensed the flame spear, and killed the blood slave who rushed over.

Without Pang Xiu's restraint, a large number of blood slaves poured into Wushuang City like a tide, and other disciples from the North Dao Divine Palace were gradually in a difficult battle.

In just one hour, the blood slaves pouring into the city had already exceeded thousands, spreading densely for a hundred miles.

A large number of strong men died tragically, and were swallowed by blood slaves. In the blink of an eye, even the flesh and blood were stuffed into their mouths and eaten.

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A thin blood slave struggled to climb up the gap in the city wall, his tiny eyes glanced around happily, feeling the rich smell of blood in the air, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He had forgotten how many years he hadn't smelled such a strong smell of blood.

"Old Gui You, don't forget the king's order. If you dare to do anything wrong, I will deal with you first."

A burly and sturdy figure jumped onto the city wall, more than two meters high, with a broad sword behind her back, stepping on the city wall and shattering the ground.

He looked at the skinny guy in front of him with some displeasure, and didn't know what Wang was thinking, why he sent him to Wushuang City with him.

"Don't worry, Old Gou Pei, I can't forget it. But if you want to do something, I have to restore my strength. It's not an exaggeration to suck so much blood, right?"

You Laogui stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. His tongue was slender and narrow eyes glanced at him, and he slowly noticed Qin Changan dozens of miles away.

"What a strong smell of blood, this little guy is mine."

Old Gui You felt the rich bloody smell emitted from Qin Changan, as if his heart had been beating several times faster.

This was the first time he had encountered such a strong bloody smell. The bloody smell contained in this guy was almost as good as the blood demon.

"We need to be fast, we can't waste too much time here, we still need to find the human who cooperates with Wang."

Pei Liao frowned, looking at the thin old ghost You, a trace of impatient flashed, but after all, he would do anything.

The corners of You Laogui's mouth slowly curled up, and his hunched body slowly stood up in a crackling sound.

As he stood upright, sharp bone spurs pierced from the spine, seven up and down, as if they were seven sharp swords.

The figure of You Laogui disappeared in an instant, and passed through the afterimages and headed straight to the battlefield where Qin Changan was. He passed by the blood slaves all the way away.

Sixty miles apart, just less than ten breaths, he had already arrived near Qin Changan, standing on the tide of blood slave corpse, squatting and looking at Qin Changan who was pressing on the ground with both hands.

"Fire? Something is wrong. The power contained in the spiritual source in this guy's body is obviously a strong blood force."

Old Gui You raised his eyebrows slightly, as if the situation on Qin Changan was different from what he guessed.

At the same time, Qin Changan suddenly looked up and looked at Old Gui You, feeling that there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on this guy, like a corpse.

He felt a bone-broken chill from his long and narrow eyes, as if a monster was staring at his prey.
Chapter completed!