Chapter 5544

The sea of ​​blood suddenly rose again, suddenly, as if it was attacked by a super hurricane, the height of the stand alone was more than ten meters, almost rushing to the top of the cave.

But the waves that are set off are not blood waves. In its inner body, there are countless ghost faces, ghost bodies, and even ghost people.

They struggled, snarled, and roared, like evil spirits locked in that cell. After being locked up for too long, they suddenly saw the hope of escaping, and then they tried to escape like crazy. Squeeze out.

"What? I'm afraid that Han Sanqian's golden body will re-use your power to create a new body, so why don't you just release all your evil power?" The monster laughed coldly.

In such an environment, if this is the case, then Han Sanqian may have another situation.

That is, Han Sanqian will still re-condense his body, but this body is full of evil power. In other words, even if Han Sanqian succeeds in reshaping his body, he will be nothing but a demon.

Moreover, this demon still sucked the power of the blood sea, and he will be completely controlled by the blood sea.

Still, the monster isn't worried about the situation in the slightest.

Although, right now it is moving towards the development of this situation.

The monster didn't speak any more, and didn't stop it any more, it just disappeared suddenly.

In the sea of ​​blood, the tumbling continued, and countless ghost faces and ghosts were still roaring inside.

In the owner's house, a subordinate walked in quickly.

"How's the situation?" asked the owner.

"Although the Academy's defense in Maitian is quite empty, overall, the basics are still there."

The owner nodded in satisfaction. He also knew that when the special envoy in white set off, he did not take too many troops with him, so that the formation of the entire wheat field did not collapse.

He is very satisfied.

"What about outside?"

"It's still fighting outside!"

"Still fighting?" The owner's tone was slightly unhappy, and he turned his eyes to his subordinates: "How many enemies are there outside? Logically speaking, it should have ended long ago, right?"

"Yes, there are not many people on the other side, maybe a hundred people in total."

"Hundreds of people?" The owner slapped his palm on the table with a thud: "A hundred people have the nerve to report to me that they are still fighting?"

"He led nearly ten thousand people out of me anyway, what the hell is he doing?"

"Master, although there are few opponents, their individual ability is even stronger than that of the Academy of Arts. The most important thing is..."

"Say!" The owner shouted in a cold voice.

"The other party's commander seems to be an expert."

"An expert?"

"The tactical play is very subtle. The special envoy in white has actually used his troops properly, but in front of the opponent, he is still somewhat at a disadvantage."

Hearing this, the owner was silent for a moment and did not speak.

There are only sixty-four people in the Martial Academy. The real reason for keeping this place and making it second only to the Martial Academy is that he still trusts and values ​​the ability of the special envoy in white.

His ingenuity, I will not doubt it.

Although he was somewhat led by the nose by Han Sanqian in the wheat field before, compared to Heifeng, the white-clothed special envoy has already reacted very quickly, and he can basically keep up with Han Sanqian in a very short period of time. thinking.

Therefore, his overall performance satisfies him, otherwise he would not let him vindicate the chaos outside.

People like Han Sanqian are already famous after all, so it's not surprising that they lost to Han Sanqian a little bit.

However, in such a state, he still hadn't regained his composure, and in the end, good guy, once he went out, he was played around by other people again.

Are there so many Han Sanqian in this world?

Obviously not!

Otherwise, all of these are leading teams to fight. If there is God's help, then the order of this demon land may not be what it is now.

"Damn it, is it possible that Han Sanqian has more powerful subordinates?"

"It's hard to say. After all, during the Battle of Yetian City, when Han Sanqian was not around, his subordinates were still very fierce, and there were some brilliant moments in strategic arrangements." The subordinate said this, and suddenly remembered something: " The little one suddenly thought of someone."

"Who do you think of?" The owner frowned: "Could it be him?"