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It was unknown when it started raining blood in the sky above the Earth Devil Sect. The bloody rain poured down, forming streams of blood on the ground.
One after another, corpses lay on the ground, blood flowing beneath them.
One pool of blood after another began to form on the ground.
One figure after another fell, filled with unwillingness.
"Ah …"
One of the Mortal Devil Sect's warships had been destroyed, and most of the disciples inside had been destroyed along with the warship.
Only a small portion of them managed to escape. However, they were still seriously injured.
However, just as they landed on the ground, they were killed by the surrounding Soul Devouring Races. A few others were caught by the Soul Devouring Race and brought out of the battlefield.
They had been sealed off by the Soul Devouring Tribe and locked up in a black hole. They were completely dark and full of fear.
"Kill!"
Unknowingly, the disciples of the three great demon sects had already blended together. Everyone had disciples from the other two sects beside them.
However, at this time, no one cared about the past grudges. Everyone was helping each other.
There were a lot of Soul Devouring Clans, and their combat capabilities were generally much stronger than the Sin Region cultivators. They were in a disadvantageous position.
Right now, even if the three great demon sects were to resist the Soul Devouring Tribe together, they would gradually be at the bottom.
"I can't hold on any longer!"
A scream of despair sounded in the ears of the disciples of the three major demon sects. Everyone shuddered.
"How much longer do we have to fight? Where is our escape route?"
Another one shouted, "Let's keep fighting like this and never find a way out!"
Many people could not hold on any longer. Some wanted to escape, but they were unable to. This battlefield was one and the same.
Once someone fled, they would be instantly killed.
However, if they kept fighting like this, it would only make them feel more hopeless.
"Eldest Senior Sister, what should we do?"
Some of the Demonic Sect disciples shouted towards Xuanyuan Xue who was at the front of the battlefield. They really did not want to continue fighting.
The fellow martial brothers and sisters of the sect fell one after another. They were powerless and could only numbly fight with the Soul Devouring Tribe until they fell.
In this kind of battle where they couldn't see an escape route, they were in despair and desperately wanted to change their current state.
"Eldest Brother, what should we do?"
The Mortal Devil Sect disciples shouted out to the number one genius of the sect on the battlefield in front of them.
He was the number one genius of the Human Devil Sect. Although he was not ranked in the top ten of the young generation, his true combat strength was definitely in the top ten of the young generation.
Right now, he was the backbone of the Mortal Devil Sect.
"Continue to fight!"
The humanity in his voice was just like his outer appearance — cold, indifferent and ice-cold.
He was just an emotionless killer, a cold-blooded killer.
"Senior Brother Blood Emperor, are we going to continue fighting?"
There were also Earth Demon Sect disciples asking the Blood Emperor.
"Let's fight!"
The Blood Emperor frowned slightly. Although his voice was calm, it was as cold as his appearance.
He had already grown into the number one person in the Earth Devil Sect, and now he was the backbone of the Earth Devil Sect disciples!
There were ten terrifying young figures in front of the Soul Devouring Tribe army. The one in the middle was the one ranked first among the young generation of the Soul Devouring Tribe, Hun Yi.
At this time, Hun Yi's gaze swept across the entire battlefield as he stared fervently at Xuanyuan Xue.