Great Heaven Sovereign

C1652 The Origin of the Blood Spring



C1652 The Origin of the Blood Spring

0Yaksha Ling Tian, each of them picked up a giant fork and then went towards the beast army formation. Those summoned yakshas didn't care about the earth vein blood spring.    

    

They only cared about killing and poking.    

    

The giant shield was built. That was the mechanism on the war chariot taking the initiative to rise, and the beastmen with stronger bloodline power also blocked behind a giant.    

    

Yaksha's Yaksha was still heading towards the shield formation.    

    

The momentum of destruction was supported by the bloodline power of the Beast Race. The incomparably powerful shield formation was not worth mentioning in front of the Yaksha's Yaksha. Those giant shields shattered, and even the chariots seemed to have the possibility of being crushed immediately.    

    

After the forks broke through the shield formation, they lifted the giant fork and charged towards the bottom of the shield formation. Naturally, that was where the blood of Beast Human Clan lay.    

    

Tribal Chief Bai Shan brought the Martial Saint and the others up to the sky at the same time. They wanted to use the power of their bloodline to fight the Yaksha head on.    

    

At the same time, the fierce birds in the sky were also firing rockets at the forks.    

    

That rocket was far from being as powerful as the cannon's power. This was not better than nothing. It was just a show.    

    

Under the giant fork, it clashed with the blade, hammer, and axe of the White Mountain Tribal Chief.    

    

Then, the beast experts fell into the beast formation.    

    

It wasn't that they weren't strong enough. It's the Nether race that's too powerful.    

    

When Baili Feng was above Star Condensation, he could at most fight Ox-Head and Horse-Face. If both of them attacked at the same time, he wouldn't be a match for them, let alone facing the Magistrate.    

    

Baili Feng was the ancestor powerhouse of the entire White Mountain Pouch.    

    

The White Mountain Tribe's beast experts were mostly injured, and they were floating in the blood mist of the ley line blood spring.    

    

As expected, the power of the ley line blood spring was displayed at this moment. The power of the blood spring to repair the bloodline of the Beast Race was very shocking.    

    

It was not only a speed visible to the naked eye, but also a heaven defying recovery speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

The Martial Saint, Cold Star, the Elders, and the White Mountain Tribal Chief all returned to the Wood Dragon while panting.    

    

The Blood Spring of the Earth Vein was strong, but it did not allow them to reverse the situation. The gap between the two sides was truly too great.    

    

Tribal Chief Bai Shan brought the Orc Tribal Chief to look at the sky. The giant yakshas were also slightly suspicious.    

    

The yakshas also seemed to not have thought that the White Mountain Tribe would have such a bloodline recovery power.    

    

Hmph!    

    

The judge in the distance snorted coldly again. "It's just the blood that was stolen from the Blood Prison. It just so happens that I'll take it back. "    

    

The Magistrate once again ordered Yaksha to attack.    

    

The Magistrate did not speak nonsense. The origin of the underground blood spring was actually from the Blood Prison.    

    

The Blood Prison soaked the soul, corroding its soul. When every soul was about to disappear, its flesh and blood disappeared.    

    

First, it would corrode its flesh and blood, then it would corrode its soul. It was nothing more than the laws of the Blood Prison.    

    

And because the blood spring right now was only a small remnant of the Blood Prison's blood, it was very normal for it to only have recovery power and not erosion power.    

    

Those yakshas did not use their giant forks to grab the wooden dragon. Instead, they stretched out their giant ghost claws, wanting to grab all the experts above the wooden dragon.    

    

The summoned creatures were also affected by the Law of Unleashing Hell Aura, and their combat strength was halved. However, these yakshas were still enough to deal with the beastmen in the White Mountain Tribe's earth vein blood spring.    

    

The Ghost Claw's power was about to grab all the experts above the Wood Dragon.    

    

Boom!    

    

The Heaven Domain shook, and the southeast direction suddenly turned red.    

    

Even Yaksha and Magistrate had to stop when they sensed the heaven defying force.    

    

No one knew what had happened to the Realm of South Heaven, but their blood and qi were soaring to the sky.    

    

The blood energy was filled with a strong demonic aura and beast blood energy. In terms of beast aura, it was more than a thousand times stronger than the White Mountain Cannon. It was definitely a killing force.    

    

Whether it was the Underworld Magistrate Tribe or the White Mountain Tribe, they were both extremely surprised.    

    

Following that, a dense rain of blood fell from the sky. When the rain of blood swept past, it gave people the feeling that it was the rain of blood in the White Mountain Beast City. If one were to wait for an instant to catch sight of it, it would only make people discover that it was an even more shocking sight. It was an endless stream of blood.    

    

Each blood arrow carried a violent aura as it descended. It was also like a blood dragon that devoured everything.    

    

Those yakshas already felt that it was a blood dragon that devoured everything. Something was not right. They immediately wanted to retreat, and then they were all pierced through by the blood arrow.    

    

Then, the Netherworld Ghost Qi quickly flew towards the Netherworld City. As for the Ghost Messengers beside the Magistrate, they were also shot into pieces.    

    

"What is that thing?" The Magistrate was dumbfounded.    

    

At this time, it was not the time for him to question. Endless blood arrows were still falling.    

    

The power of each blood arrow was ten thousand times stronger than the burning power of the White Mountain Clan's cannons. The most important thing was that each blood arrow was so powerful. Countless blood arrows formed an arrow formation.    

    

That arrow formation was even more incomparable to the flaming chariot formation. The blood arrow formation was at least a thousand times stronger than the entire White Mountain Tribe.    

    

After blocking the blood arrows, Ox-Head and Horse-Face could not take it anymore.    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

The Magistrate didn't dare to take it head-on anymore. He knew that he could only withdraw from the Netherworld Qi at this time. Otherwise, what would happen next wouldn't be a disgrace to Ox-Head and Horse-Face.    

    

It would be a disgrace for him.    

    

The Magistrate spoke. He brought Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who used to have a small number of defeated Ghost Messengers, out of the Nether City.    

    

They crossed the sea of fire.    

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The most ridiculous ones were still the people of the White Mountain Tribe. Everyone was dumbfounded.    

    

The forks were right in front of them, but the yakshas were crushed. These White Mountain Tribe people were fine. This kind of thing could not be described as strange.    

    

"Chief, that seems to be the direction of Evil Wind Tribe!" After a while, the Priest Elder finally spoke.    

    

Chief Bai Shan was stunned. He kept shaking his head, "Although the direction is correct, we can't tell how far the blood arrows came from. How could the Evil Wind Division have such power?"    

    

"Is Commander Yang here to help us?" Han Xing quickly said.    

    

No matter what happened to Yang Fann, she wouldn't find it too strange.    

    

It seemed like only Yang Fann had the ability to do it.    

    

The beastmen of Martial Saint looked at each other, as if they had all realized this possibility.    

    

They continued to look at the sky.    

    

However, the blood arrows stopped abruptly, because the Magistrate and the other Specters had already retreated back into White Mountain City.    

    

With the protection of the Netherworld Ghost Qi, perhaps the blood arrows knew that they couldn't do anything to the Specters, so the forces that released the arrows needed to save arrows.    

    

In the Netherworld White Mountain City, the Magistrate's expression was completely twisted. He was extremely evil to begin with, and now that he was twisted, he would only turn into a ghost. "What is that thing?"    

    

The Ghost Envoys could only look at each other in dismay. Some of their injuries were unclear, and they were not in the mood to analyze these things. As for those who were not injured, they had long been intimidated by the power of the arrow.    

    

The power of the arrow contained the aura of beasts, blood, and coldness. There were all kinds of auras, and it was impossible to determine where they came from.    

    

If one had to judge, it would be easy to confirm that it was related to Yang Fann.    

    

It was only because Yang Fann had stepped into the Netherworld and left with Baili Feng that the aura on his body was confirmed. At that time, it was not as simple as the Qi of the Nether World.    

    


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