"Put these sacrifices on the altar to please the great god of blood. The

Holy Father commanded, returning the katana to the young Bloods beside him.

"Yes. One

of the young Bloods, with a serious expression, picked up the human head on the ground and walked quickly to a makeshift altar.

On the altar, hundreds of human heads, both male and female, still had expressions of horror and consternation.

It was the soldiers of the Ming Federation who came to encircle and suppress the lair of the Blood Clan, as well as the auxiliary police officers.

Because of the betrayal of their fellow human beings, they died tragically under the trap and ambush of the Blood.

He was betrayed in life, and he was not at peace after death.

The head was cut off by a sharp blade and placed on the altar as if it were an ancient landscape.

Under the leadership of the Holy Father, the devout blood clans knelt down in front of the altar, bowing three times and bowing nine times, so that they were not serious.

There are also some young blood clans who disdain the rituals in front of them, believing that the times have changed, plus the blood god is asleep, and the miracle has not been reproduced for thousands of years, and the belief in the blood god is no longer as devout as its ancestors.

After only owing a debt and showing respect, he left here in a shuttle.

"Whoosh!" almost as they left on their front feet, a streamer of light streaked across the sky.

A figure landed in front of the altar, the streamer at his feet surrounding him, shrinking and hanging from his waist.

"What man

!" "Presumptuous, where did you come from to dare to step on the altar of the Blood God!?" "

Drain his blood!" The

Holy Father and the other blood clans knelt on the ground, and when they heard the movement, they raised their heads, and when they saw someone stepping on the sacred altar, they couldn't help but be angry, and loudly rebuked the 'kind' of this altar.

But when the man turned around, they found that the man was not a Blood, but an Oriental who had no impression at all.

Zhao Tianyou's breathing was slightly rapid, and his pupils flickered in disbelief as he looked at the human heads piled up in front of him. The strong smell of blood came to my face, and if I was a normal person, I am afraid that I would have run out of breath and vomit under the shock and stimulation.

"Sister Yue'er, it's not in there..."Sensing Liang Yue's faint life information, Zhao Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief.

But the landscape of the heads of his compatriots in front of him still made him feel sad, his voice choked, and he couldn't bear to look at it with his eyes closed.

He turned around and opened his eyes slightly, his black and white eyes showing indifference, staring at the aliens who denounced him.

They looked the same as humans, mostly white and a small number of blacks, and a few yellow people who could not be noticed unless they looked closely, standing in the corners of the crowd, looking unwelcome.

The thick smell of blood condensed on them, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and stinked incomprehensibly.

They are aliens that Zhao Tianyou has never seen, like a demon is not a demon, like a ghost but not a ghost.

Their name is... Bloodline.

A dark creature that originally lived in Europe, a sworn enemy of God.

"Where is Sister Yue?" Zhao Tianyou looked at the blood clan in front of him, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

Zhao Tianyou had forgotten how long he hadn't been so angry, in the Yuanluo Realm, he had seen monsters eating people, evil ghosts harming people, and demon monks who performed blood sacrifices in order to seek immortality.

But after all, it was the Yuanluo Realm Heaven, and it followed the rules of the jungle.

It's the Earth.

His hometown.

His kindred, his countrymen, were slaughtered by these alien aliens.

How could he not be angry?

"Come down!

" "Lowly humans, come down and die!" At

this time, the Holy Father and the others determined that Zhao Tianyou was not a blood clan, and angrily denounced him under the altar, but no one dared to step forward.

Just because it is a sacred altar of the blood clan, even if it is temporary, it is not allowed to be desecrated and destroyed.

"Where is Sister Yue'er!" In

the cursing and denunciation of the blood clan, Zhao Tianyou's anger reached the extreme.

Seeing that the question was useless, he didn't say much, and took a step forward, Zhao Tianyou raised his hands, and his palms and arms were connected in a straight line, forming a vague Chinese character "eight" on his chest.

For a moment, the earth began to tremble, as if an earthquake had struck.

The sound of "boom" sounded, as if some terrifying existence had risen from the ground, and when the tremor disappeared, the night sky lost its light for a while, and the moon was obscured by something.

A huge shadow enveloped everyone, and they subconsciously looked up, only to see a behemoth flying from a distance and smashing down with lightning speed.

It was a mountain, only twenty or thirty meters high and no more than forty or fifty meters in circumference.

It is said that it is a mountain, and it can only be regarded as a hillside in terms of scale, but even so, its weight is more than 10 million tons.

Under Zhao Tianyou's mana, it fell with an unstoppable momentum, and the blood clan looked at the smashed mountain peak in horror, screaming loudly, and many people even lost the courage to dodge under extreme fright, and they were submerged by the mountain peak.

"Boom!" The

earth trembled suddenly, and the huge waves formed by the fall of the miniature mountain peaks blew down the altar behind Zhao Tianyou, and the landscape of the heads was scattered, gurgling and rolling to the ground.

Zhao Tianyou stood there steadily, his expression indifferent, still holding that hand.

Hundreds of blood clans, more than two-thirds of the people were pressed under the mountain, in the face of tens of millions of tons of power, flesh and blood only ended up in broken bones, a few blood clans a little farther away, although they were not hit by the mountain peak, but they were also knocked away by the terrifying impact, and they fell to the ground with broken muscles and bones, vomiting blood and not being able to get up.

Even the tenacious blood clan will not escape death in the face of injuries caused by broken internal organs and broken bones.

Zhao Tianyou slowly lowered his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

The eighth of the seventy-two techniques of the earth: Danshan.

Operate mana, link the power of heaven and earth, and move to the mountains to suppress the enemy.

But after all, Zhao Tianyou is only a cultivator in the late stage of crystallization, and he can't move the real mountains, even if he uses all his strength, he can only move small peaks weighing tens of millions of tons.

"Bang la la~" Between the cracks at the bottom of the mountain, there was a sound of liquid boiling and exploding.

Zhao Tianyou, who was sensing Liang Yue's faint breath, looked sideways in surprise: "Is there still a living mouth?"

I saw wisps of black-red blood flowing out from under the mountain peak, at first it was only a small strand, but then it seeped out more and more, and the black blood condensed into a ball, barely conjuring up a vague human form, it staggered to its knees, looking like a person who had just climbed ashore in the water.

Zhao Tianyou stared at the only survivor, amazed at the tenacious vitality of the Blood Clan.

"Where is Liang Yue?" Zhao Tianyou approached and asked again.

Finding that Zhao Tianyou was approaching, the bloody man's body trembled violently, the blood was boiling, and the tentacles with barbs appeared one after another, the tentacles did not choose to attack Zhao Tianyou, but wrapped around the dead blood corpses on the ground, and the barbs of the tentacles cut through the skin and began to swallow the blood flowing out.

With the replenishment of the blood of the same kind, its thin blood body was enriched, and it gradually took on a bit of a human appearance, growing human skin and facial features.

"Ahem~Who are you?It is impossible for human beings to have a strong person like you!?" After the tongue was regenerated intact, the man questioned Zhao Tianyou, who was approaching.

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