A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Devil Vine World, night.

A blood river flows in the sky, flickering and rising with the moon and stars, experiencing the baptism of wind, frost, rain and snow, and is part of nature.

Over the years, the billions of creatures in the Demon Vine World have adapted to the blood river in the sky and are no longer worried all the time.

Many slave tribes fight, riot, produce, and reproduce as usual on the earth, just like the countless years. The only difference is that without the existence of the Horned Demon Emperor, the lives of all races are much easier.

The monks no longer have to use their own blood and lifespan to sacrifice treasures. Qi training monks can easily live over 100 years old, foundation building monks can easily live over 200 years old, and Jindan monks are no longer old and exhausted...

Everything is so beautiful.

Until today, the blood river in the sky has begun to revive again.

Boom!

Boom boom!

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of a heart beating like a drum appeared in the blood river. A huge life formed by the mixed breath of billions of lives appeared again between heaven and earth, with a monstrous killing intent and endless greed for the blood and life of all living beings.

Countless creatures were terrified, and tens of thousands of miles were silent.

All wars, production, dancing, reproduction, farming, marching... stopped, and all creatures stood still in fear, not daring to make even a single sound.

In the sky, in the blood river that reached the sky, a face began to appear, blurry, handsome and weird.

"Here it comes..."

"Finally, it comes..."

The huge bloody face whispered.

A voice appeared.

It was obviously the voice of one person, but it sounded like millions of people were talking together, male voices, female voices, children's voices, old men's voices, the heavy voices of the Demon Rock Clan monks, the dull and loud voices of the Black Tiger Clan monks... All kinds of voices, in this word, brought countless echoes.

The Blood River King looked at the bright red blood sword in front of him.

Countless faces wailed, the faces of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, the faces of the Ninth, Seventh and Eighth Order Slaves, they screamed wildly, cursed with hatred, stretched out their densely packed bloody arms, trying to break free from the flying sword, but were pressed back by a layer of blood film, and could never be reborn.

"Cangkong, what kind of surprise will you bring me?"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

At this moment, he felt a subtle and cold soul-locking breath, which locked his soul through cause and effect, and he could not escape or expel it anyway.

This is a very high-level cause and effect tracking technique. The Blood River King has no ability to break free, and there is no such inheritance.

However, he does not intend to break free.

The current Blood River King, who has swallowed the blood and souls of countless creatures, is on the verge of going crazy at any time while his strength has been greatly enhanced. He has no ability to perform many tactical actions such as maneuvering, hiding, and escaping.

He has only two choices.

Self-sealing and waiting for the passage of time, using a thousand years to wear out the resentment in the blood of billions of lives.

Or, fighting and killing, killing to madness, and finally transcending in the battle, suppressing the evil thoughts of many creatures, completing a self-purification and sublimation of the blood-path magic cultivator.

There is no other possibility.

Jiang Ding looked at the sky in the distance and waited silently.

I don’t know how long it took.

Buzz!

With the flashing of space runes, a small river village, and a phantom of ink painting composed of shepherds appeared between heaven and earth, gradually becoming solid.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding was a little surprised.

These ink painting lines, he, a layman in the art industry, can see that they contain extremely high painting art attainments, and feel a kind of indescribable beauty from them, which is quite inconsistent with the rough and direct civilization style of the Horned Demon Emperor.

However, this is not a very strange thing.

There are heretics in every race, and it is not surprising that there are occasionally strong people from the Horned Demon Emperor who like art.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Jiang Ding's thoughts moved, and the thousand-mile blood river began to surge. Hundreds of thousands of blood-red sword qi emerged, carrying an immortal will, and thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, submerging the gradually solidified ink painting phantom into nothingness.

Attack the enemy when they are unprepared, this is the right way of military tactics.

However, these countless bloody sword qi hit nothing.

Countless sword qi fell on the ink painting of the small river village, and passed through it without encountering any resistance.

It was as if the ink painting of the small river village in front of us was not in front of us, but in another distant space, which could not be touched by people in the world.

"Extremely sophisticated and unfamiliar space technology..."

Jiang Ding's eyes condensed.

He knew that he could not stop the arrival of the people of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, and was crushed in the field of space technology.

However, there was no need to fear anything,

only death.

Jiang Ding stood with his hands folded, waiting quietly.

As the space runes continued to bloom, the ink painting of the small river village continued to solidify, and finally a small river village was really revealed, in which the faces of many kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan appeared in front of him.

In addition to the Emperor Cangkong and others, there was another gorgeous woman with eight black spider legs on her back, and four powerful Horned Demon Emperor kings.

The aura of these kings in the unknown space suddenly became real, no longer ethereal and distant, and could be easily touched.

The blood river flowed, rushing between heaven and earth, enveloping the thirty Horned Demon Emperor kings.

The blood river crisscrossed the sky and earth, covering thousands of kilometers of land. The kings were like a small boat in the sea, and they could capsize at any time.

"Oh?"

"Blood River King, you won't run away anymore?"

The son of the Cangkong Emperor was a little surprised.

In the past, once he found his large army, the Blood River King would flee instantly and not make contact at all. This was the main reason why he was difficult to deal with, and was more difficult to deal with than millions of troops.

Now, he looked like he had accepted his fate.

This made him a little regretful.

With the ancient divine boat in hand, the son of the Cangkong Emperor still wanted to enjoy the scene of chasing prey and watching the prey struggling in despair. For this, burning blood and essence was useless. He couldn't escape and was completely defeated in front of his proud escape speed.

This was the greatest joy in the world.

However, this emotion only flashed in the heart of the son of the Cangkong Emperor. He had enough self-control and would not really implement it. It was better to kill the enemy in the most efficient way.

"Run away?"

"I will not run away, my emperor resources."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

His sword intent enveloped the four directions, and his eyes finally fell on the gorgeous woman with eight spider legs on her back. He smiled slightly: "Strong stranger, your strength ranks first among the kings, much stronger than Cangkong. I wonder if I can have the honor to know your name and where you are from?"

"Hehe."

"King of Blood River, my name is Spider Star, and I am from the guards of the ancient emperor Cangyan."

King Spider Star smiled: "You call yourself this king? This is the style of the human race's God-transforming Heavenly Sovereign. According to records, in ancient times, many human race God-transforming Heavenly Sovereigns called themselves this way. Have you inherited the ancient gods?"

"Hand it over."

She restrained her smile and ordered.

"Ancient God's Way inheritance?"

"Why do you think so?"

Jiang Ding was a little curious, but didn't get an answer, so he asked again: "If you hand it over, can you live?"

"No."

"You will still die, but you will die without pain."

The Spider Star King said lightly: "A slave who kills his master will definitely die. No matter how talented a foreign race is, he is useless and unforgivable."

She said without any concealment.

"That's right."

"The laws of the imperial family are really strict."

Jiang Ding understood.

Boom!

In an instant, thousands of miles of territory were filled with blood waves, and the blood river rolled back, forming countless blood-red sword qi, rushing towards the kings, and the tragic bloody killing intent spread in all directions.

This battle will not stop until death!