Chapter 169 The Blood God Army Is Out
My son of Shura, I just want to be ashamed!
The impassioned words echoed in the void for a long time, Jian Luo and the others felt the blazing gaze in everyone's eyes, even if his character was extremely firm, he was quite moved at this moment.
"Yi Peng, you will all repair here next, and wait until you return to the Battle Soul Continent before leaving." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and swept the audience, finally looking at Yi Peng.
"Yes, son!" Yi Peng nodded, seeing Xiao Fan revenge for his dead brother, and his heart was much better.
As soon as his mind moved, another figure appeared, but it was Chu Yue. Xiao Fan said, "Chu Yue, you will stay with Yi Peng from now on."
"Thank you son." Chu Yue's face flushed slightly, but she was still very grateful.
Xiao Fan smiled and didn't say much. The other party was a couple after all. He couldn't separate each other for a long time. Besides, with Chu Yue by his side, perhaps Yi Peng was more motivated.
As for the people on the first floor, it is still impossible to turn into combat power. Many of them have just possessed the Ninth Rank Battle Soul, and it takes time to get used to it.
Xiao Fan believed that it would not take long for these people to break through to the Battle Saint Realm. As for the War God Realm, Xiao Fan was not sure, after all, war could break out at any time.
Afterwards, Xiao Fan, Ling Feng and others left the space secret realm and just appeared in the Tribulation Land of God, when Xiao Fan raised his brows.
"Three brothers, what's the matter?" Guan Xiaoqi asked, and the others were also a little confused.
Xiao Fan opened his palm, and suddenly there was a jade talisman in the palm of his hand. As he urged it, a voice suddenly came from the jade talisman: "My son, the blood demon tribe has dispatched a blood **** army to start the blood slaughter gods. , You must be careful!"
"This is Murongxue's voice? And it's relatively hurried. Could it be that they were hunted down?" Nangong Xiaoxiao's expression became extremely solemn, and everyone was not much better.
"The Blood Demon Tribe actually dispatched the Blood God Army?" Jian Luo was extremely surprised.
"Do you know the Blood God Army?" Xiao Fan looked at Jian Luo suspiciously.
"I know." Jian Luo looked solemn, nodded and said: "This army has existed thousands of years ago. There are not many people, about 8,000 people, but everyone is in the God of War. It was this army who killed me back then. Discard your helmet and armor on the Battle Soul Continent!"
"Eight thousand people? All are in the God of War Realm?" Everyone couldn't help taking a breath, looking at the war spirit continent, how many God of War realms are there in the army of 8,000 in the God of War?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but swallowed their saliva, but Xiao Fan was very calm, narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that this is not the bottom line of the Blood Demon Tribe."
"Not bad." Jian Luo nodded, and smiled bitterly: "The Blood God Army is powerful, but it is not a top-notch powerhouse. Thousands of years ago, the Nine Temples of Yan Luo in the Asura Palace met them and was barely able to resist them."
Speaking of this, there was a hint of arrogance flashing in Jian Luo's eyes, able to withstand the Eight Thousand Blood Divine Army, the Asura Palace thousands of years ago was already strong enough.
At least, it is impossible for the current Asura Palace to resist this army. Xiao Fan discovered that the Asura Palace's strength is far from enough.
"Didn't you say that the blood **** army is not the bottom line of the blood demon tribe? Is there a stronger power?" Ling Feng couldn't help asking.
"Didn't you get the Blood Prison Heavenly Phoenix Inheritance? It should have been recorded." Xiao Fanning said, there is indeed such a record in the Asura Inheritance. The army is not as large as the Blood God Army, but its strength is not comparable to the Blood God Army. .
"The third child is supposed to be the Blood Demon Army." Nangong Xiaoxiao interjected, "It's just that this army didn't perish ten thousand years ago?"
"No, this army has not perished. We encountered it a thousand years ago, and it was the appearance of the Blood Demon Army that made us defeated." Jian Luo shook his head.
Everyone was plunged into contemplation. If this army appeared, what power would the Battle Soul Continent have against the Gorefiend tribe?
"Don't worry about the Hall Master, the Blood Demon Army will not appear in a short time. Thousands of years ago, it was because the Hall Master at that time had entered the headquarters of the Blood Demon tribe, so they were forced out." Jian Luo said again.
"I'm not worried about the Blood Demon Army." Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "I'm thinking about how to turn these hundreds of people on the first floor into a real trump card."
"Just them?" Jian Luo didn't believe him, and then realized what he had said wrong, and quickly explained: "Hall Master, it's not that the subordinates look down on them. Some of them are in the Battle Emperor Realm and want to let them and the Blood Demon Army. Confrontation, at least we must break through the God of War, right?"
"That's not necessarily impossible." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes.
Everyone wanted to say something, Xiao Fan waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll talk about this later, now the top priority is how to get out of here."
Afterwards, Xiao Fan took out several sound transmission jade talisman and said: "Everyone listens, now I am immediately close to where I am. I am now in a valley eight thousand miles north of Wanggutiandu."
Soon, Xiao Fan got a response from the other great Yamas, and everyone was rushing in this direction quickly.
What they have to do now is to wait. Xiao Fan can't guarantee the lives and deaths of other people, but he can't let the people of the Asura Palace stay in the land of the gods.
Waiting is a torment for everyone. Long Chen, who has been open-mouthed, suddenly looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, can I join the Shura Hall?"
Xiao Fan looked at Long Chen in surprise, and then said with great joy: "I can't ask for it."
Long Chen's strength, if he could join the Asura Palace, it would definitely be even more powerful. For Long Chen, Xiao Fan was still a little guilty in his heart.
Long Ji died for him, and Long Wu was missing to save him. Looking back now, the strength of that jade hand made Xiao Fan still unable to resist.
Xiao Fan conservatively estimated that the master of that jade hand must be the cultivation base of the gods.
Just looking at the Battle Soul Continent, Xiao Fan had never heard of a woman who broke through the Heavenly God Realm, the only possibility was from outside the realm.
Xiao Fan knew that Long Chen's arrogance was not inferior to anyone. The reason why he was willing to join the Asura Palace was just to contribute his own strength to the Battle Soul Continent.
"Long Chen pays homage to the lord of the palace." Long Chen said slightly.
"Long Chen listens to the order, immediately, and order you to be the seventh Yama of the Asura Palace." Xiao Fan said very solemnly. Among the nine Yamas, the last time because Liuli resigned from the position of Yama, it happened to be vacant.
So far, there is no qualified candidate in Xiao Fan's mind, and he did not expect Long Chen to be willing to take the initiative to join, so naturally he couldn't ask for it.
To be honest, Xiao Fan didn't have much desire for power. Even if it was Shadow Wind and the others, Xiao Fan regarded them as brothers.
"Yes, the lord, Long Chen will definitely live up to expectations." Long Chen nodded.
"With Brother Long joining, the Asura Hall will definitely be more powerful." Xiao Fan smiled.
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, suddenly, there was a fierce collision in the distance, and the shadows of the swords and swords rose into the sky, which looked particularly dazzling.
Xiao Fan and the others quickly flew towards the high altitude, but they saw a group of figures lasing towards them quickly.
"Xiao Fan, help!" Before Xiao Fan could see who those people were, a cry for help came from the group of people.