Lin Chen’s gaze rested on the martial artists from the three major forces outside the formation, and he noticed that the number of deaths was the highest among the Demon Race and the Divine Fla Alliance’s martial artists.
So with profound cultivation and possessing powerful magic treasures could still rely on their treasures to resist for a while.
However, the number of deaths among the martial artists from the Red Soul Hall was the least. Not only did they possess magic treasures filled with Yin Sha Qi, but the cultivation technique they practiced also contained Extre Yin Power, giving them strong resistance to death qi.
Lin Chen frowned slightly, pondering secretly that the Red Soul Hall and the Dark Demon Race might have so connection or similarity in their cultivation techniques.
It seed that such death qi would cause much less harm to those who also practiced the Extre Yin Technique.
At this mont, within the group from the Red Soul Hall, one martial artist stood out noticeably; he was the one with a blood-red Giant Sword at his waist.
Kuangxue was now tightly holding the blood-red Giant Sword, a powerful aura of Yin Sha Qi bursting forth from him, forming a domain about one kiloter in range. The martial artists from the Red Soul Hall who entered it were completely unaffected by the death qi released by the martial artists of the Dark Demon Race.
The blood-red Giant Sword in Kuangxue’s hands continuously released a blood-red mist of Spiritual Power, and this mist seed to share a similar force to the death qi.
"Brother Kuangxue is so mighty, to be able to contend with this monster’s death qi; it’s really great," one martial artist exclaid.
"Indeed, Brother Xue, after this, we brothers must properly thank you," another agreed.
The martial artists from the Red Soul Hall were protected, each one expressing their appreciation to Kuangxue.
However, Kuangxue was not happy, but his brow was tightly furrowed instead, feeling the grave threat from the powerful aura of the Dark Demon Race’s creatures.
He knew it was still too early to speak of contending; the creatures of the Dark Demon Race might have even stronger thods that he could not afford to underestimate.
"You may have learned the techniques of the Bloodthirsty Clan, but what a pity, your strength is rely a fraction of the Bloodthirsty Clan’s, and you still rely on that Blood Knife," a martial artist of the Dark Demon Race mocked as he coldly ridiculed Kuangxue.
"Daring to be presumptuous in front of with a re trick from the Bloodthirsty Clan, you’re courting death," he added.
The Dark Demon Race’s martial artist looked at Kuangxue with scorn.
At that mont, the Yellow-skinned Demon, the Spiky Great Demon, and other powerhouses also arrived beside Kuangxue.
Kuangxue did not oppose their presence, because they all knew that their biggest enemy at the mont was the Dark Demon Race monster before them, and they must work together to resist it.
Whoosh whoosh—
Faced with Kuangxue’s resistance, the Dark Demon Race monster imdiately swung its arms, and a grey breath transford into three little snake-like grey death qi serpents, which hissed as they pounced towards the crowd enveloped in the blood-red Spiritual Fog.
Soon, the grey death qi serpents found their target within the Blood Mist, heading straight towards the heads of the people, instantly piercing through them.
These attacks weren’t aid at the physical body, but seed more like they were targeting the soul. Shortly after, one martial artist after another collapsed, turning into skeletons.
Seeing one martial artist fall after another, Kuangxue and the others imdiately realized that they could not continue to drag out the fight with the Dark Demon Race monster.
Otherwise, the number of martial artists dying on their side would continue to increase, eventually leaving them powerless to fight back.
Exchanging glances, they all charged together at the Dark Demon Race man, knowing that if they didn’t join forces, they would all perish.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants daring to resist , it’s suicide," the Dark Demon Race man sneered in his heart as he saw the joint assault from Kuangxue and the others, and the aura he released beca even more powerful.
Martial artists from afar, seeing Kuangxue and the others join forces, also rushed into the battle against the man of the Dark Demon Race.
Now, with Kuangxue and two others leading the charge, it was the best opportunity to go against the Dark Demon Race man. If they missed this chance, death awaited them.
Moreover, it’s not that the people didn’t want to flee; the fate of those who tried to escape before was before their eyes, all of them perished from the death qi’s corrosion.
Lin Chen, seeing Kuangxue and the others joining forces, also imparted a few words to Yu Weilian and others, then flew out from the Explosive Dragon Killing Formation.
Although the Explosive Dragon Killing Formation had strong defenses, it was corroded by the death qi. However, the flas within the formation burned away the death qi, so Yu Weilian and the others were temporarily safe.
Lin Chen ford a seal with his hands, unleashed the power of Fla, and charged straight at the man of the Dark Demon Race.
As Lin Chen had anticipated, the power of Fla caused trendous damage to the martial artist of the Dark Demon Race.
Although the Dark Demon Race martial artist had absorbed the Vital Energy of many, strengthening his own power, he could not completely ignore the combined attack of Lin Chen and the others.
The Dark Demon Race martial artist scread in pain, and the others took advantage of the situation to intensify their attack, relentlessly continuing to assail the man of the Dark Demon Race.
Scrape scrape—
At that mont, Yang Wendi, with a Giant Sword in hand, a powerful Giant Sword plumted from the sky, piercing downward.
The Giant Sword in Yang Wendi’s grasp was a Superior Sky-level Magical Treasure plundered from a massive Skeleton Fra found in ruins, which he had refined. Its power at the mont was incredibly formidable.
With everyone’s joint efforts holding the attention of the Dark Demon Race martial artist, preventing him from diverting his focus, Yang Wendi launched a surprise attack. The Dark Demon Race martial artist was unable to defend.
The Giant Sword plunged towards the man’s head, but the man’s reaction was swift with just a tilt of his head, narrowly avoiding the lethal blow.
Although the Giant Sword did not hit the head, it pierced into his shoulder.
The man of the Dark Demon Race let out a roar of intense pain and his expression instantly twisted into sothing particularly ferocious.
He had indeed underestimated this group of ants; he had not expected them to actually be able to hurt him.
The man of the Dark Demon Race was furious to the extre, thrusting out his palm, as endless death qi swelled around his arm. If this palm struck, Yang Wendi would undoubtedly die.
However, in that critical mont, a powerful burst of Sword Qi slashed diagonally, as Chang Bai of the Formation Sect made his move to assist.
The man’s expression drastically changed, hastily condensing death qi into a shield to block Chang Bai’s Sword Qi. Even so, a sword mark was still left on his arm.
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