378: C378 Strigoi Almighty Stroke

C378 Strigoi Almighty Stroke

As an unending stream of disciples entered the Myriad Swords Sect, there were tens of thousands of them every day, sometimes hundreds of thousands at times, and at times thousands at times.

To learn Myraid Sword Formation s, there was no need for one to comprehend too much. All one needed was to become familiar with and dance with the first five moves.

It was not only the Myriad Swords Sect that was like this, all the disciples from first-rate sects were the same, all of them were fighting for the final battle.

As for Sect Master Wang Kunloong, with the strength of his Heavy Wheel Stage, he could control it to the maximum. An "Ten Thousand Great Array" with a Profound Core Stage of eight million and above, would not be able to handle any more.

Furthermore, Wang Huihui and the others had also received news: "The founder of the Myriad Swords Sect, Jian Tianyang, is an ancestor of the Spirit Realm.

This caused the upper echelons to not know what to say. However, if they were to speak in such a extravagant manner, it would be of no use.

If he could not even deal with the Great Dark Corpse Calamity in front of him, there was no need to think about other things.

Inside the Tianyu Mystic Realm, within the Devil Extermination Palace of the third floor of the Nine Extreme Pagoda, Lee Er had already entered a blood-red space. Inside, whether it was mountains, rivers, ground, flowers, plants, trees, etc.

This was especially true for rivers, as if countless amounts of blood were flowing through them. If ordinary mortals were to see this, they would definitely be terrified.

But someone knew that no matter how strange the situation was, it was extremely normal for someone to enter the Blood Clan realm.

Not to mention that he had already been in this space for more than half a day and hadn't seen a single ghost. The more he saw it, the more he was wary of it.

He continued to advance, the Power of Spirit Senses kept scanning the surroundings, and finally caught sight of an altar, on top of it were tens of corpses of the younger generation of the various clans.

Every single one of them was in a state of terror, and most importantly, their mouths were bleeding profusely, as if they had just been killed.

Even Lee Er's scalp went numb as he muttered to himself: "The thing I am most afraid of is facing the unknown. I don't know who the enemy is, and I don't know why I'm afraid. However, we have Hongmeng Heavenly Transformation Arts, who cares if you have the f * ck or not, as long as it is not a one hit kill, we will just wait for the young master to make a comeback. "

Thinking of this, "He's not that afraid anymore in his heart. Blood Clan? "Come one, kill one. Come two, kill a pair. Do you really think I'm afraid of working hard?" Someone said in a low voice.

He did not stop and carefully walked towards the altar.

Amongst them, there was a man from the Kobold race who had died a miserable death. His seven orifices bled and all the blood in his body seemed to have been sucked dry. The strangest thing was that his face was still bleeding profusely.

"If these tens of prodigies are not wrong, then it should be a test to enter together. Now that they have all died and disappeared, it seems like this is not a normal Blood Clan …" Lee Er muttered.

Looking at these corpses, the positions they were placed in were very orderly, as if they were some sort of formation.

He thought to himself, "Not good, let's get out of here."

"I only heard a sharp and ear-piercing sound and only realized it now. Don't I feel that it's too late?" This was the sound that came from a blood pool that was ten miles in radius from the center of the altar.

It was very sudden. Even Lee Er, with his personality, was not scared at all.

He wanted to walk out of the array first, but his eyes suddenly lit up. It was as if he was walking further and further away from the altar. The feeling he gave off was that he wasn't leaving, but was approaching the blood pool.

That sharp voice laughed nonstop. However, Lee Er's eyes saw that within the pool of blood, the blood kept on bubbling and it was as if there was something horrifying underneath that was slowly taking shape and was about to climb out.

In just a short period of time, the pool of blood, which was more than ten meters in size, descended at an inconceivable speed.

Blood red fangs, blood colored hair, blood colored armor, blood colored long spear, his entire body was blood-red. Even his eyes were flashing red.

With a flip, he jumped out of the blood pool and stood in front of Lee Er. The two of them were only dozens of meters apart and they looked at each other for a moment.

However, he instantly felt the blood and vitality in his body churn, as if they were going to come out of his pores and converge on the person from the Blood Clan.

The blood that was about to burst out from Lee Er's body coldly snorted and said, "Small tricks are not worth mentioning. Do you really think that such a small trick can take me down? You must be dreaming," Lee Er said with killing intent.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. I never thought that a little cultivator with Heavy Wheel Stage would actually be able to block this sovereign's Blood Eye. He really does have some skills, but you wouldn't really think that he would be able to escape and ascend, right?" Hahahaha, the person from Blood Clan laughed again.

"Continue speaking: Since you are about to become my plate of food, before you die, I'll let you understand that your name was Xie Rutian." At that time, he was also the Sovereign Realm ancestor of Blood Clan.0

"Pui, what about Zhizun realm? How is it that you're not being imprisoned by the Heavenly Emperor to become the sharpening stone of the younger generation? Furthermore, even if this Young Master is not your match, so what? "There will definitely be other ways to deal with you" said Lee Er calmly.

"Hahahaha, brat from Human Clan, I have no choice but to admit that you are extremely daring, to actually dare to speak like that. In order to match your rhythm, you can go and die!" The moment Xie Rutian finished his words, his entire body shot out.

A big hand grabbed at Lee Er's neck, wanting to succeed in one blow.

However, for a cultivator who had a body refining path, even if it was one or two levels higher than his own, he would not be afraid of close combat.

"Humph, you really look down on work. Then I will let you have a taste of the Emperor Sword's power. The fifth move of the Myraid Sword Formation is unstoppable!" Following Hei Si's explosive shout.

The two wanted to collide, so they let out a metallic sound. The moment Blood Clan and large hand made contact, Xie Rutian's body trembled and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Good boy, to think you would dare to poison, it's just a child's play." Xie Rutian looked at the bone-deep wound on his palm with black poison blood seeping into it.

He slowly headed towards his sea of consciousness, but he couldn't find anything. He could only suppress it.

He was infuriated. He had to deal with this brat's attack while suppressing the poison in his body. For a while, his head hurt. He could only blame himself for being careless.

But now, he had to admit that this treacherous and crafty human was quite intelligent.

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