Chatper 1780 (1/2)

There was a flash of blood in Ye Tianze's eyes, and a cultivator attacked him, and in the blink of an eye, he was within ten feet of him. This was almost a lore for a cultivator of the same level.

But Ye Tianze penetrated all his attacking tracks, raised his hand, and strangled his neck at the moment when the dagger struck.

The cultivator was taken aback, Ye Tianze could see that in the darkness, her beautiful face was full of fear and anxiety.

This is obviously not the first time this cultivator has done this. The situation in front of her is almost incomprehensible to her, because Ye Tianze has already taken her life in his hands.

Obviously they are in the mysterious realm, but what this cultivator felt in Ye Tianze's body was a power like a great power!

No, it's a power even stronger than the almighty just now.

"boom"

With the influx of Yuan Li, the cultivator died in the hands of Ye Tianze in despair.

The fierce melee was going on in the cabin. This flying boat is obviously unique, and the pattern on it has been strengthened.

It was more than enough to deal with the battle of the Xuandi cultivator, but if Ye Tianze made a full effort, let alone this pattern, the entire shuttle would be blown up by him.

He killed the cultivator just now, which attracted the attention of several cultivators around. They were all surprised to see that the cultivator was beheaded in an instant.

It's just that at this moment, the monks in the cabin are unable to protect themselves. They are far away from Ye Tianze, but after leaving Ye Tianze, they enter the range of other monks, either killing others or being killed by other monks.

There was a thick bloody smell in the darkness, and the sound of fighting changed from the intensity just now to slow and rhythmic.

In the end, it gradually became silent again, Ye Tianze didn't take the initiative, but the monks who came to his side were crushed by him.

With his current strength, let alone a cultivator in the Xuandi realm, it is in the Xuantian realm, which is a matter of a finger.

Unless it is a Xuantian realm like Huangfusong, it can still last a few rounds.

In the darkness, they heard fighting sounds from time to time, but they soon disappeared, and finally fell into complete silence.

Ye Tianze glanced at it, and among the thousands of monks, there were only less than thirty left in the melee just now.

These are the essence of this group of Xuanji cultivators, but compared with Ye Tianze, they are far behind.

It's not that Ye Tianze didn't want to shoot, he killed them directly, and he didn't sympathize with them. If he were weak, he would be lying on the ground at this moment and became a corpse.

But he knew that in the hub of the flying boat, the almighty and the remaining sergeants were watching the feast in front of the viewers.

If he directly kills them, although he may not reveal his identity, it will definitely attract attention.

To live under the eyes of the Lord of Chaos, naturally, you have to be careful.

At the same time, in the hub of the flying boat, the almighty was drinking and eating meat with those sergeants. The battle inside was like a show for them.

"Strange, what happened to the blood fog? From the beginning, none of the monks who entered the blood fog came out."

"Could it be... is this a blood race?"

"How can the blood race appear here? If the army that is requisitioned can't even distinguish a blood race, I'm afraid it is really blind!"

"What's the matter, the formation can't detect the situation inside?"

The sergeants began to discuss, and the area they were discussing was the area where Ye Tianze was located. The great master stared at the blood mist with a strange color in his eyes.

"This is a blood formation. It seems that it is really a blood clan, but what is this blood clan doing in my chaotic homeland, why doesn't he report his identity?"

Da Neng confirmed this.

"Sir, some storage bags are empty." At this moment, a sergeant suddenly came over and threw the storage bag in his hand.