The means of communication of the Great Xia Sect are different, such as the Great Sun Volley of the Sun and Moon Sect, and the transmission order of the Hai Wrong Sect is to collect the blood of a special fish and beast in the Giant God Sea, specially made, and the black and blue patterns can remain in the air for a long time without dispersing.

Generally, there are two functions of sect communication, one is to summon, and the other is to call for help.

But it is a double-edged sword, because it is not necessarily the same door that arrives when you hear the news, or the enemy arrives first, especially if you are still waiting in place stupidly after the arraignment.

The dense forest on the floating island was constantly shaking, and several figures were jumping through the forest, the speed was extremely fast, and the goal was the direction of communication.

A moment later, the two disciples of the Sea Mistake Sect outside the valley felt an aura approaching, and they just wanted to step forward to greet them, but what jumped out of the dense forest were two huge and hideous wolf heads, and there were alien races who straddled them and had extremely savage breaths!

The giant wolf swooped down, its scarlet eyes cruel and bloodthirsty, and its sharp teeth shining coldly!

The faces of the disciples of Hai Cuo changed, and they formed a simple formation with each other, the sharp sword was unsheathed, the Dao soul behind them appeared, and the water mist began to rise around, and in the water mist, two fish-shaped beasts leaped illusory figures.

Divine power.Fish Strike!

The mist continued to sweep towards the giant wolf, and the phantom of the fish-shaped alien beast slammed into the giant wolf, forcing it back, but there was no other alien figure on the giant wolf.

Suddenly, the mist was torn apart from above, and the two werewolves jumped down, white flames burning all over their bodies, stretched out their claws, and grabbed the hearts of the disciples of the Sea Wrong Sect.

The white flame and the water mist collided with each other, the water mist broke with a touch, the sharp claws continued to advance, and the two disciples of the Sea Wrong Sect retreated again and again, but don't forget that the most elite wolf cavalry in the Sun Empire's desert is never fighting alone, because they still have a giant wolf with the same heart when they sit down!

The giant wolf who was forced to retreat by the supernatural power had already appeared on the hind leg path of the disciples of the Sea Mistake Sect at some point, opened its huge mouth and spit out two huge wind blades, and swung its claws upward.

The disciple of the Sea Mistake Sect who was attacked on his back burned his vitality, and in an instant, he released the phantom of the four fish-shaped beasts, and crashed outward, trying to tear apart a space to escape, but this is not a Daowu competition, this is a life-and-death race battle, and there is only one ending, either kill the other party or be killed by the other party.

It's a pity that every Imperial Wolf Cavalry is an elite who has experienced brutal elimination and is constantly wandering on the edge of life and death, and in terms of timing and tactical choice, it is incomparable to the disciples of the Sea Mistake Sect.

In the end, at the cost of minor injuries, two sharp claws pierced into the chests of the two disciples of the Sea Mistake Sect at the same time, and the entire bright red heart was caught, and the young werewolf stretched out his tongue and licked the blood flowing out of the heart, and a trace of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

"It's no wonder that the predecessors of the wolf rider say that the blood of human beings is the most delicious, and this taste is really addictive. ”

A werewolf spoke, his voice was like a beast's roar, in a complex and obscure imperial Chinese dialect, the color of intoxication in his eyes did not decrease, and he licked it towards his heart.

"Wall, these hearts will be dedicated to the Nine Emperors, and if you don't want to go to the gallows, I advise you to control yourself. ”

The other werewolf spoke lightly, then walked back to the giant wolf where he was sitting, took out a leather bag, and put the heart in his hand.

"What about the lichen lotuses left in the valley?"

"The king beast in the valley is very troublesome to deal with in a short time, the human race will come soon, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, as long as the Nine Emperor Princes kill all the human races who have entered this small world, then these things will be ours sooner or later, it is just the difference between time and time. ”

As he spoke, the giant wolf jumped down, and the two wolf cavalry disappeared into the dense forest, leaving only two young corpses, with eyes that had lost their lustre, and they did not blink.

An hour later, a hand gently stroked the bloodless young face, stroking his eyes, and Yuan Chuan, the young sect master of the Sea Mistake Sect, stood up expressionlessly, and the killing intent on his body came out of his body.

Two blue-robed young monks had gathered behind him at this time, and after one of them stepped forward to check the chest wound of the same man who was killed, he hugged his fists and said:

"Young Sect Master, the hearts of both of them have been dug out, and there are traces of the burning flame of faith on the wound on their chests, which are no different from other races, and there are huge wolf claws on the ground, which is preliminarily inferred to be wolf cavalry. ”

Terran monks, cultivating the avenue of heaven and earth, causing them to enter the body, embarking on the path of cultivation, and then using the soul of the Tao as the medium to establish a connection with the avenue, or comprehend or inherit the supernatural powers, each blow carries the power of heaven and earth, changes in variety, moving mountains and reclamation.

Monks of different races, cultivating the power of faith, planting the seeds of faith since childhood, using the vitality of heaven and earth as fuel, supplying the seeds of faith, obtaining the inheritance of faith, using the flame of faith to continuously temper the body, and each blow is blessed by the flame of faith, and the general destructive power of the same realm is stronger.

It can be said that the Terran monks generally according to the talent, major cultivation power, law, and Min system, will be xiū liàn to the extreme, while the alien monks are balanced development, under the transformation of the seed of faith, the physical fitness of each main battle race is not weak, but all its strength comes from the gift of God, if the faith is shaken, then the power will eat itself.

In other words, aliens cannot be sanctified, they can only burn the seeds of their faith, summoning the projection of the gods, because the gods do not allow anyone to threaten their status.

"And he buried them. ”

Yuan Chuan's voice was full of coldness, he and those disciples were inseparable on weekdays, he was a descendant of the sect master of the Haicuo Sect who had cultivated him for him, and he lost two of them here at once, how could he not be heartbroken.

At this time, at the bottom of the valley, in a cave that was dug out, a fat man was in a coma, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his whole body was exuding colorful light, shining on the cave ** colorful, which was strange.

A young girl in red stood beside him, looking at the unconscious fat man on the ground, frowning slightly, stretched out her little foot, kicked the latter, and did not react, and between raising her hand, a tall humanoid puppet came out of the shadows and held the fat man on her shoulder.

The three figures walked towards the deepest part of the cavern.

At the very edge of the grassland floating island, the flying messenger was still waving his wings, tirelessly flying towards the center of the floating island group, and the huge insect master behind him was rampage behind, above the insect master's head, Zhao Yu was closing his eyes to recuperate, and the rouge girl on the side quietly reached out and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

Suddenly, a blood-red light began to emerge behind Zhao Yu, and the sea of blood rolled, he opened his eyes and slowly spoke.

At the same time, on a certain red surface luǒ lù, on an island where countless spar ores stood horizontally, Li Yi, who was covered in a sea of blood, and the towering blood demon Dao soul roared in the sky, lifted the tiger-headed alien race under him, raised his hand and unscrewed his head, almost at the same time as Zhao Yu, and slowly spoke.

"I felt the smell of blood and the killing began. ”