Chapter 971: After Ascension

Xiao Mengju heard and glared at the man.
The man was cruel and ruthless and did not care about her life.
But it didn't want her to die.
The smell in her body was so good, even if the smell that wrapped her was stinky and rotten, it still liked her so much.
It doesn't want her to die, it must not let her die.
Little Mengju jumped away from the man's body and murmured towards the man, "Hurry up and save her. If you don't save him, I will continue to beat you."
The man got up, his face turned grey, but for a moment, he regained his usual appearance, except that the fox fur coat on his body had long disappeared, and was replaced by a white suit.
The black sword in his hand slowly condensed. He rose into the air, using the sword as a pen, and using the blood on his wrist as a symbol to draw the entire lost land.
The Scarlet Rune was hit on the ground layer by layer and into the ground.
The wind and sand on the ground was bigger, and the strands of magical air twisted and wanted to resist, but immediately retracted into the ground.
Men have been repeating such actions all the time, but the magic of the ground not only has not been suppressed, but the riots are even more powerful.
The Lost Land is shaking, as if it were held in the hands of someone.
The wind and sand are all around, completely indistinguishable.
The man suddenly yelled in the direction of the little cute beast, "Give me blood."
Xiao Mengju watched the man use the blood on his own arm, and immediately he understood what the man meant.
This guy must be replaced with blood that wants it.
Although he was scared to think of bleeding, but when he thought of it below the ground, the little cute animal gritted his teeth and rushed to the man in a few steps.
Although he was afraid, he reached out his paw and gave it to the man.
The man grabbed Xiao Meng's arm, but his hand turned and pinched Xiao Meng's neck in the next moment.
The black sword in his hand penetrated into the heart position of Xiao Mengbei in an instant.
In the surprised and angry eyes of Xiaomeng Beast, the man's long sword suddenly pulled out again, and the blood of Xiaomeng Beast's blood splashed around this lost land like a scattered girl.
The sharp scream of magic gas sounded, and the Lost Land turned more and more away.
It's almost as if oil was poured into the fire. Not only did it not extinguish the fire, it made the fire more fierce.
The man's hand tossed Xiao Meng's neck away, one hand printed, and the other held the black sword to continue drawing the blood signs.
The whole black sword was covered with the blood of Xiaomeng Beast, but the man continued to drip the blood on his arm toward it.
The dense sand seemed to have wrapped him in it.
Faintly, there were all kinds of sharp hissing sounds.
The voice was low, but it could penetrate people's hearts and enter the souls of people. It was shocking and frightening, and they wished to cover their ears and run away.
The crowds of gods have stood outside the Lost Land.
They waited for this day, they had waited for a long time.
For a long time, the fear of swallowing the heavenly beast has penetrated the bone marrow.
But on this day, when people heard the movement of the Lost Land, the people of all ethnic groups dispatched the elite almost immediately, and they appeared around the Lost Land in a hurry. The dense crowd surrounded the Lost Land.
They were all holding weapons in their faces, staring at the direction of the Lost Land with absolute expression.
Ready to fight.
Fight for the homeland, fight for the clan, fight for their blood descendants.