Chapter 816 Don't mess with this ancestor, don't mess with him!
As the voice came, a red light shot up from the army of sand bandits riding sand eagles in the air.
Looking up from the ground, the red light was actually a human figure, floating in the night sky like a void.
It contrasted with the huge bright moon behind it.
One white and one red...
It was magical to the extreme.
The disciples of the Yuanji Xianzong who were still blocking the rain of arrows on the ground suddenly cried out in surprise.
"The Red Prince of the Devil Sect!"
Who would have thought that the words had just fallen.
The red prince suddenly swung his wide red sleeves, and a blood-red sword light suddenly shot out from it.
It only circled the ground.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! ...
The heads of hundreds of Yuanji Xianzong disciples were all moved!
The red sword kept moving.
It shuttled through the crowd, either chopping off people's heads or piercing their bodies.
The desert was extremely bloody.
But it is worth mentioning that all those killed by the red sword light were, without exception, male disciples of Yuanji Xianzong.
In just a moment.
Thousands of Yuanji Xianzong disciples were reduced by more than half again, leaving more than 2,000.
And most of them were female disciples.
The prince in red spoke again.
"According to the information I have, isn't there a true disciple of Yuanji Xianzong coming?"
"Where is he?"
The remaining disciples of Yuanji Xianzong on the ground thought that the other party was referring to Su Huashen.
A moment of despair.
Su Huashen had already died at the hands of Qiao Xueshuang, one of his own.
Now that the enemy was in front of him,
even Qiao Xueshuang, who was able to kill Su Huashen, was already at the end of his strength. What could he do?
Just at this moment,
whoosh,
a beam of white light rose from the ground.
It turned out to be a huge spiritual sword that was tens of feet long!
The sword light roamed the sky, and it actually swept away the rain of arrows in the sky!
The sword energy was everywhere,
like a dragon's roar filling the night sky.
A one-sided killing had become quiet.
At the same time,
a young man in white clothes rose from the ground and stepped on the sword head of the huge spiritual sword.
Like a god descending to the earth.
This person was the young man who had come with Su Huashen before.
His name is Situ
Shenliu. He is also a true disciple of Yuanji Xianzong.
But when he was in Yuanji Xianzong, he was secluded for a long time, and few people had heard of him.
I don’t know why he came with Su Huashen this time. It is
worth mentioning that during the bloody battle just now, he had always found a place to stand and watched the killing coldly.
Such diligence is exactly the same as Ye Wutan.
Until the appearance of the prince in red, he finally couldn't help but take action.
Many of the survivors of Yuanji Xianzong on the ground couldn't call out his name, but there were still dozens who knew his origins.
In addition, the prince in red in the air was naturally one of them.
The prince in red looked down at Situ Shenliu from above and snorted and laughed.
"Interesting, it turns out to be you, Situ Shenliu, the true disciple of Wuji Sword Sect, but because you violated the rules of Wuji Sword Sect, you were expelled from the mountain gate, and later you were taken in by Yuanji Xianzong. The power of your Shenliu Sword is still as strong as it was back then!"
Situ Shenliu looked at the prince in red coldly, without saying much.
The prince in red continued.
"Situ Shenliu, I have always admired you. It is said that you are of the righteous path, and you practice the magic sword. It is said that you are of the devil path, but you... are willing to be a running dog of those immortal sects. What do you want to do? Otherwise, why don't you join our Demon Sect today? I can guarantee that your cultivation can be further improved!"
Situ Shenliu still didn't say anything.
The prince in red said slowly with bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
"You must have figured it out. On the surface, this trip is to cause trouble for the Shayue Kingdom. In fact, there is a big plan behind it."
Situ Shenliu finally spoke.
"What plan?"
The prince in red chuckled.
"You are not one of us, why should I tell you?"
Situ Shenliu said coldly.
"The Yuanji Immortal Sect has taken me in. As long as I am here, you can't..."
Who would have thought that before Situ Shenliu finished speaking, the prince in red laughed.
"With your ability, you could have taken action earlier and saved tens of thousands of Yuanji Immortal Sect disciples, leaving only more than 2,000 people. You want to use these survivors to establish your position in the Yuanji Immortal Sect, is that right?"
Situ Shenliu fell silent again.
Suddenly.
The prince in red waved his sleeves and said coldly.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it. You can't blame me. Ten flying corpses, listen to my order and kill this ignorant Situ Shenliu!"
As soon as these words fell, ten black shadows straightened up from the army of sand eagles in the sky.
Each shadow was like a black skeleton, but the surface of the skeleton still had a layer of flesh and blood, and it was black.
It was like ten huge charred corpses standing up like demons.
Behind these flying corpses, there were two huge black bone wings. The flesh and blood on the surface was like the flesh wings of a bat. After unfolding, it was about a hundred feet wide. Ten huge flying corpses spread their wings like this, not only covering the sky and the moon?
The surrounding Sand Eagles retreated in all directions, fearing that if they flew too slowly, they would be killed by these flying corpses!
On the ground, it was as if they had entered the eternal night. It
was pitch black and pitch dark.
The ten pairs of blood-red eyes of the ten flying corpses were like twenty blood-red magic pills, all focused on Situ Shenliu. The
faces of the others on the ground, except Ye Wutan, changed drastically.
"Flying corpses! How could this be a flying corpse?"
Qiao Xueshuang's voice was full of panic.
Flying corpses!
They are creatures from the tombs of many demon kings and demon emperors in the Wuji world.
Legend has it that he was once a demon general buried with the Demon King, but because he absorbed the demonic energy of the Demon King in the Demon King's tomb, he gained a kind of rebirth energy. Over time, his mind became scattered and he became what he is now.
His whole body skeleton is like a demon bone, and his power is divine!
Situ Shenliu saw these ten flying corpse demons and couldn't help but yell.
"These are the elite of your Earth Demon Sect, the existence that protects the Demon King. How can they let you, a little prince in red, drive them?"
The prince in red laughed.
"Behind our Earth Demon Sect is the Blood Corpse Ancestor, who was also sealed by the Great Demon Sect Emperor. He is determined to cleanse the ten great immortal sects, re-establish the Demon Sect, and build a vast world in the hearts of our Demon Sect members. By then, all living things will coexist, and you humans will no longer be able to make the decision! Therefore, today's battle is just the beginning, and you should feel extremely honored!"
As the red-clothed prince finished speaking, ten flying corpses attacked Situ Shenliu in unison.
Although Situ Shenliu was shocked, he showed no fear on his face. He waved his sleeves, and nine more sword lights shot out from his sleeves, forming nine huge spirit swords, which, together with the Shenliu sword that was fighting in the front, constantly dealt with the ten flying corpses.
All the disciples of Yuanji Xianzong on the ground were dumbfounded.
Where had they seen such a terrifying battle scene?
Ye Wutian suddenly flashed and came to the side of Wang Ye and others. He kicked Wang Ye away and said coldly.
"Do you have time to be absent-minded on the battlefield? Why don't you go to the sand bandit army to sharpen your sword?"
As these words fell.
Bang!
Wang Ye's body fell directly into the sand bandit army riding on fierce horses, and he killed several of them with just a smash.
Ye Wutian glanced at Li Bai next to him.
But before Ye Wutian could raise his foot, Li Bai shot towards the army with a sword like an arrow.
As for Princess Yulong, the little girl suddenly became very fierce, stepping on the spirit sword and killing the army of sand eagles in the air!
It was not until this time that the prince in red in the air noticed Ye Wutan's figure. The
prince in red narrowed his eyes and said with murderous aura.
"Interesting, it turns out that there is another true disciple of Yuanji Xianzong here, but I don't know... what's his name?"
Ye Wutan raised his hand and replied.
"You fight your own, don't let me get involved, I don't want to get involved either. If I kill you, my people won't be able to train. You kill your own, don't take me to heart!"
The prince in red twitched his face, and immediately flew towards Ye Wutan like a red shadow.
However...
The prince in red landed in front of Ye Wutan, but he didn't rush to help, and said coldly.
"You are such a big mouth, you bastard."
Ye Wutan said again.
"Don't mess with me, I'll do you a favor. If you mess with me, you will die. Once you die, your army of sand bandits will be without a backbone. What if they just run away?"
The prince in red said coldly.
"It's interesting..."
As he said that, the prince in red was about to attack Ye Wutan.
But at this moment, a hysterical voice suddenly came from the distant sand bandit army.
"Don't mess with this ancestor! Don't mess with him! Prince in red! Come back soon!"
And the owner of this voice is Wan Ying, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!
He was the one who was cast into submission by Ye Wutan in Yuanji Xianzong and had a stomach full of feces. Even now, he is still too disgusted to eat anything!