The palm that was rushing toward Spencer was huge. It was entirely overwhelming. The situation had changed rapidly and took an unexpected turn.

Even for a master at Tribulation Crossing, Spencer couldn’t move a single inch as the slap came at him. He froze in place like a wooden puppet and watched as the slap landed heavily on his face.

Boom!

Spencer flew through the air, hitting the wall heavily.

The wall was not damaged, as expected, but his body had been brutally smashed. He coughed out mouthfuls of blood.

The leader of the Blood Shura was unforgiving, charging over after that blow.

Spencer understood that the most challenging moment in his life had come.

Roar!

“Mighty dragon of the divine blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With my flesh and blood, I call upon the gods!”

a series of cracks appeared on his body, and fresh blood gushed out from him, forming a pool of blood under his feet. The blood that flowed out didn’t gush out without

was an ancient

the supreme

as tall as a hundred feet. It looked like a god or devil, and it exuded an overwhelming

his body had grown taller. In addition, four sharp fangs emerged from his

“Huh?”

halted, not making any other move immediately, but stared at Spencer and seemed to be lost in thought. Then, after a while, he nodded. “Blood Cult techniques, I didn’t expect you to

to use it against me, it’s original! How naive

about? The divine powers of the Blood Cult are the

Then, let me show you what the true demon arts of the Blood Cult

dragon of demon blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With my flesh

the leader of the Blood Shura let out were almost the same as Spencer, except instead of calling upon the gods, he called

Shura tribe worshiped

Boom!

at a thousand feet tall, and the head could not be seen at a glance. But, facing the demon lord that the leader of the Blood Shura had summoned, the one

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