"This guy's appearance seems to resemble those from the Blood Demon Sect."
Seeing Turner's current form, Wang Ruoxie's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking to himself.
The Blood Demon Sect mbers he killed earlier almost all had bloody wings, and the stronger ones even had a bloody horn growing on their foreheads.
Now, seeing Turner's appearance again makes him speculate that there might be an unusual connection between the Blood Demon Sect and the Blood Spirit Race.
He even suspects that the Blood Demon Sect is a force infiltrated into the Yuanwu Realm by the Blood Spirit Race.
If that's indeed the case, it seems that after returning to the Yuanwu Realm, he must head to the Eastern Domain to prevent the Blood Demon Sect from further developing.
Otherwise, the entire Yuanwu Realm might beco a hunting ground for the Blood Spirit Race.
He could imagine that the people who disappeared in those cities must have been captured by the Blood Demon Sect, raised like cattle and sheep, providing fresh blood for the Blood Spirit Race.
This way, the Blood Spirit Race's power will inevitably grow stronger, while the Human Race becos weaker, and eventually, the Yuanwu Realm will have no ans to compete with the Blood God Realm.
"Despicable creature, now I'll show you that the strength of my Blood Spirit Race is far beyond what you Human Race can compare."
At this mont, Turner shouted at Wang Ruoxie and then his three pairs of blood wings trembled violently as his figure directly tore through the void, arriving once again in front of Wang Ruoxie almost instantly.
Wang Ruoxie felt that after transforming into this form, Turner's aura was more than ten tis stronger than before.
If it were before his breakthrough, he might not have been able to contend with Turner in this state, but now he's absolutely confident he can deal with him.
"Let's use you to test what level my strength has reached now."
Wang Ruoxie glanced at Turner indifferently, then directly swung a punch towards him.
"Fool who knows not life or death."
Seeing Wang Ruoxie dare to attack him actively, a trace of disdain flashed in Turner's eyes as he coldly snorted.
Now that he has transford into the Blood Spirit Battle Body, his strength has increased by at least tenfold compared to before, and he can strike down even a Human Martial Cultivator at the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion Realm with one punch, let alone soone at the Third Layer of the Purple Mansion Realm.
Imdiately, Turner had no hesitation, swinging his arm filled with bloody secret patterns fiercely towards Wang Ruoxie.
In his view, even if this punch couldn't completely kill the opponent, it would definitely smash their arm into fragnts, avenging the earlier severed arm.
Their fists collided fiercely in an instant.
In the next mont, under the horrified gaze of everyone, Turner's body was blasted back and they saw Turner's Blood Spirit Battle Body visibly crumbling.
"Everyone, the strength of this Human is extrely terrifying, we must join forces to kill him."
Turner miserably stood up and shouted to the other Blood Spirit Race mbers.
The recent collision made him very clear that he couldn't contend with the opponent alone, and if he continued fighting, he would most likely be killed.
"Alright, we shall join forces and kill him."
"I didn't expect this Human kid's strength to be so strong, even Turner transford into the Blood Spirit Battle Body couldn't contend with him."
The dozen-odd Blood Spirit Race mbers nodded in agreent and with no hesitation started their form flickering towards Wang Ruoxie to encircle and kill.
"To kill ? You aren't worthy."
Wang Ruoxie glanced indifferently at the encircling Blood Spirit Race mbers and then slowly spat out a cold comnt.
After speaking, his body trembled, using Cloud Soaring Step to turn into shadows and et Turner and the Blood Spirit Race head-on.
"Ah..."
In an instant, the dungeon was filled with screams one after another, and the Blood Spirit Race mbers, facing Wang Ruoxie's terrifying fists, were almost all unable to withstand him.
Wang Ruoxie's fist, even before truly landing on them, the fist glow containing terrible power instantly turned their bodies into powder.
In just a few breaths, several Blood Spirit Race mbers were killed by Wang Ruoxie.
"Not good, this guy's strength is too terrifying, we are no match, escape."
Seeing one Blood Spirit Race mber after another easily killed by Wang Ruoxie, Turner's face changed dramatically, and he shouted loudly.
Before the words were finished, his figure abruptly retreated, madly fleeing outside the dungeon.
The few surviving Blood Spirit Race mbers dared not hesitate at all and turned to escape.
"Trying to escape? Too late."
Wang Ruoxie whispered lightly and then charged out.
This ti, he did not use Cloud Soaring Step but directly deployed Instant Teleportation.
Under Zhou Peng and the others' amazed gaze, Wang Ruoxie's figure suddenly disappeared, and the next instant reappeared behind a fleeing Blood Spirit Race mber.
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, the Blood Spirit Race mber's body was directly blown apart by Wang Ruoxie's punch.
Almost instantly, Wang Ruoxie's figure appeared in front of another Blood Spirit Race mber, and again he punched and killed.
After consecutively killing several Blood Spirit Race mbers, Wang Ruoxie's figure slightly trembled, appearing before Turner, blocking his way.
In this instant, an endless despair flooded Turner's mind.
He never thought that the 'despicable' Human Race he despised would possess such terrifying strength.
Wang Ruoxie didn't hesitate at all and directly punched Turner.
Where the fist passed, the space fractured inch by inch.
Trying to resist, Turner despairingly found that his entire body seed to be confined, completely unable to move.
In Turner's eyes filled with fear, Wang Ruoxie's fist continually enlarged, finally descending upon him.
"No..."
Turner frantically scread, but the next mont abruptly stopped because his body was shattered into endless fragnts under Wang Ruoxie's fist, completely disappearing into the world.
"A million rits."
After killing Turner, Wang Ruoxie was amazed to find that his rits had directly increased by a million.
According to rit calculations, with Turner's Middle Stage Purple Mansion Realm cultivation, it should have granted him at most twenty rit points.
However, killing Turner imdiately awarded a million rit points.
"It seems the higher the status of the Blood Spirit Race mber killed, the more rits are gained."
Wang Ruoxie thought to himself.
From Turner and the Blood Spirit Race mbers' conversation, he learned that Turner was the direct descendant of the Pocket World Realm Late Stage Blood Spirit Race powerhouse Heluo Qi.
Moreover, Turner's bloodline was at least Sixth Grade Saint Tier, otherwise, just one drop of essence blood couldn't have given such a massive boost.
"We must quickly leave this dungeon."
Turning his gaze, Wang Ruoxie spoke to Zhou Peng and others.
"Alright."
Zhou Peng and the others had no hesitation, all standing up swiftly rushing towards the dungeon exit.
Fortunately, Turner and the Blood Spirit Race mbers hadn't closed the dungeon door after entering, otherwise, they still couldn't escape.
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