"Run! Lord Guard General is dead, Elder is dead, and Lord Patriarch is running away!"
"Patriarch, Elder, where are you? Our clansmen are bleeding, where are you?!"
At this moment, countless Blood Tribe soldiers were roaring on the ground below. It didn't take long before the escape of the Blood Tribe Elder completely cut off the return route of Huang Liang's battle beasts to the floating island.
The millions of Blood Tribe soldiers in the Guyuan Tribe's city charged out and surrounded the remaining Blood Battle Masters. One battle formation after another surrounded the gathered Blood Tribe soldiers.
The ground was stained with blood, but at this moment, most of it was the blood of the Blood Tribe. Many Blood Tribe corpses were dripping with blood and looked broken, but no one cared about them.
The Venerables of the Guyuan Tribe also charged out of the battlefield. This was not a battle of the same level at all. Every strike turned hundreds of Blood Tribe soldiers into bloody bones.
At this moment, the Combat Masters, who were made up of over a million conscripted tribesmen, were also in a frenzy of bloodlust. The Blood Tribe had been forced to retreat in defeat, and they had lost their will to fight. This allowed the Combat Masters to fight an easy battle, and the resistance they faced was negligible.
The path of retreat was blocked, and blood splattered everywhere. Tens of thousands of Blood Tribe soldiers were killed. At this moment, the remaining Battle Masters had already scattered and fled into the surrounding forests. Although they didn't know whether this space was dangerous, they couldn't care less at this moment!
The floating island!
"Xiao Chen, I will kill you!"
Fainting Shixin stood on the city walls of the floating island, watching as the human cultivators slaughtered the Blood Battle Masters as if they were mowing grass. The redness in his eyes was indescribable.
Behind him were several panic-stricken elders. At this moment, they had long lost the vigor and vigor they had at the beginning. With the foundation of the Blood Fainting Family, they had no intention of crushing the Guyuan Tribe to death.
Still in a state of shock, they couldn't understand how the battle had developed to such an extent and how their Blood Fainting Family had been utterly defeated.
Almost all of the elite Battle Masters of the Guyuan Tribe had been killed. Ten of their Venerable Realm elders had also fallen, including two Seventh Heaven Venerables.
The Gu Yuan Tribe was clearly not on the same level as the Blood Faint Family, be it in terms of strength or foundation. However, at this moment, it was a scene like this.
At this moment, Fainting Shixin did not order the Blood Tribe to send out more warriors to reinforce the defeated battle masters on the battlefield, because there was no longer a need for them. His Blood Tribe's battle masters had already been drowned in the sea of Gu Yuan Tribe warriors on the battlefield.
Moreover, the Gu Yuan Tribe's combat masters were positioned between the two fortresses, just outside the firing range of the Blood Crystal Cannons of the Blood Tribe's Void Fortress.
Rumble!
Above the Zhou Tian, muffled sounds of thunder could be heard. This was not the sound of heavenly drums, but the battle between the Azure Flame Falling Serpent and the Ancestor of the Blood Race. Moreover, the place where the two of them were fighting had long since moved towards the depths of space. Wherever they passed, ancient mountains would crumble, and ancient trees would fall and turn into dust.
"Dark Blood Demon Palm!"
At this moment, the Ancestor of the Blood Race's dark red eyes had a bewitching blood-red glow, and there was even a faint layer of gold on his body. However, other than that, the area around him was incomparably dark, as if darkness had descended upon the world.
The withered palm fell forward, and suddenly, boundless dark aura rolled over, intertwined with the blood-red aura, directly breaking the void barrier and bursting into sparks.
"Watch me break it with one punch!"
Facing the surging darkness, two green flames flickered in Lord Dragon's eyes. He snorted coldly, and his thunderous voice pierced through the sky. Green flames surged out of his body like an ocean, turning him into a green flaming man.
This cyan flame was his Natal Dragon Flame. One could vaguely see that there was a mysterious flow within the cyan flame, intertwining in the void. Thousands of cyan lights gathered and instantly compressed into his right fist.
Boom!
The huge fist, which was as large as a small mountain, was dazzling green and had a dense violent power. It collided with the incoming blood-red palm, and a deafening sound shook the heavens and the earth.
Rumble!
This attack was not the end of it. It was simply earth-shattering. The entire sky was filled with green light and crimson light. Endless streams of air flowed out and a formless hurricane swept across the land. The sky within a hundred miles was completely shattered.
The sky in the Milky Way Space was like a piece of rag, and in the blink of an eye, it was torn into thousands of pieces. However, in a flash, it was restored to its original state, as if there was a mighty force supporting this space.
On the ground, violent energy overflowed, and the earth, water, wind, and fire appeared at the same time. The ground sank, and mountains collapsed one after another. Rocks flew into the sky, and there was only destruction. Fortunately, the place where the two of them were fighting was already hundreds of miles away from the Ancient Bronze City and the Blood Race's floating island.
Even if the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, it would not have much impact on the gathering places of the two tribes.
After the attack, the Blood Race's Patriarch spread his huge blood-red wings and retreated for a full ten miles before crashing into an ancient mountain.
Lord Dragon was also retreated for a few miles. However, as a member of the Dragon Race, its strange ability was above that of ordinary beasts. Even though it was repulsed, it did not look as bad as the Blood Race's Patriarch.
However, he did not attack again, because there was a wound on Lord Dragon's body, and it once again let out a scorching pain. This was because the Blood Qi that was originally suppressing the injury had been drawn out to fight with the Blood Race's Patriarch, and the wound was showing signs of cracking again.
At this moment, the Blood Race's Patriarch also dashed out of the ancient mountain, but one of his huge blood-red wings was drooping, and there was a scorching wound on his palm. This was caused by Lord Dragon's Natal Dragon Flame invading his body.
Moreover, dark blood continuously dripped down, gradually forming a pool of blood that was dozens of feet wide. The dark blood was as viscous as mercury, and it was filled with an extremely evil aura.
On the bloody battlefield, the battle was nearing its end. Fen Shixin had escaped, and the remaining elders had also escaped back to the Void Floating Island. Only the general of the Blood Spear Guards had escaped. Among the three Blood Guards, there were less than 20 commander-level Blood Race members that had escaped, and as for the ordinary Blood Race soldiers, there were less than 50,000 of them.
Of course, there were also some Blood Race soldiers that had escaped into the forests and mountains on both sides of the way back to the Void Floating Island because the Gu Yuan Tribe had blocked their way back. Even if all of them were added up, the number of soldiers that had escaped from the Blood Race and the three Blood Guards of the Blood Fainted Family would not exceed 100,000 people.
The Blood Strike Guards, Blood Fainted Guards, and Blood Spear Guards of the Blood Fainted Family. The Blood Guards of the Blood Fainted Family, the Blood Guards of the Blood Fainted Family, existed only in name. Almost all of the elite combat masters in the family had perished in this battle!
The battlefield that had originally spanned dozens of miles was mottled with blood, and the grass and trees were all stained with blood. The blood of the human race and the Blood Race had all mixed together, and it was already difficult to distinguish them.
However, what was strange was that when the two sides were fighting, there were still countless bloody bones and broken limbs on the battlefield. But at this moment, when the battle ended, these broken limbs, whether it was the corpses of the Blood Race or the human race soldiers, had all disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, above the Ancient Bronze City and the Blood Race's Void Floating Island, the sea of blood condensed from flesh and blood was surging with blood-red waves. Above the sea of blood, a purplish-red mist had formed a cyclone that was slowly rotating.
This was the Luck Qi that had been obtained from the bodies of the Blood Race warriors that had died. There were close to 800,000 Combat Masters and hundreds of commander-level Blood Race warriors. Each of them had a purplish-red mist, and it had transformed into the Luck Qi Tide above the sea of blood.
As for the corpses of the hundreds of thousands of Blood Race soldiers that had died, they had all turned into the purest energy of flesh and blood, fusing into the sea of blood above the Ancient Bronze City.