The visitor was slightly fat, with a hawk-eyed and wolf-looking look, and looked arrogant and wearing a blood-colored armor. He was obviously not an ordinary disciple.

Zhaoming looked at it for the first time and thought that the visitor was also a blood demon, but after careful look, he found that this was not the case. Although this person was full of blood, unlike Shura, the visitor was not completely condensed from blood like him, but was covered in red and flesh.

What surprised Zhaoming was that the person who came and Shura was not the same, and his facial features were only similar in size, but even so, it still gave Zhaoming a feeling that it was extremely similar to Shura. It seemed that there was something between the two, but I couldn't tell where the similarity was.

After seeing each other clearly, Shura and the visitor were also stunned at the same time, obviously also touched like a bright light.

After looking at each other for a moment, Shura spoke, "It's you, it turns out that what I feel is you, who are you?"

Zhaoming was stunned. Shura said before that he felt something in front of him from afar, but he couldn't say anything. At this time, what he felt seemed to be the man in front of him who could not say anything.

"Things!" The man with blood armor was stunned, his lips twitched a few times, and then he became furious: "What are you, you dare to call this prince a thing, and seek death!"

"It's him, it's this blood demon, it's him, he said that we don't have to die only if we kill him!" At this time, the wild boar demon turned around and saw the person clearly. The look of fear on his face became even stronger, as if he was about to turn his back on his back.

Zhaoming suddenly realized that no wonder these demons attacked with fear and furious as soon as they saw Shura. It turned out that they were forced by the blood-armored man in front of him. Even he felt that the other party was somewhat similar to Shura, let alone other people.

I just don’t know what the person is, but I dare to enjoy slaughtering the demons in Sky Ridge.

My heart moved and suddenly remembered what the Mirage Demon said before when he left. It seemed that a royal family of the Blood Sea Luosha tribe was here to get the demon tribe trial. The specific details are not clear, but it seems that it is probably the man in front of me who is talking about.

At this time, the man in Blood Armor laughed and said loudly: "It is the honor of you, the lowly demon clan, to be the trial opponent chosen by this prince. I have given you a chance, but none of them dared to take action, only dared to escape. The demon clan is indeed a waste."

He kept saying a word and insulted the demon clan, which made Zhaoming extremely angry. However, the other party whispered the prince at once, which also made him feel slightly sank. Judging from the breath, the other party was in the Kongming realm and was not afraid of him. But the other party claimed to be the prince, and the origin of this man was probably very not simple. Even if he fought with him, it would not be a good thing for him and Shura.

Shura was full of fighting spirit at this time, and he didn't think so much as Zhaoming thought. Looking at the man with blood armor, he asked again: "Who are you, explain it clearly."

The man in Blood Armor snorted coldly: "It's okay to tell you, don't die, but I don't know who killed him. I heard clearly, I am the Prince of Rakshasa of the Blood Sea Rakshasa clan, and I came here for a trial under the order of the King of Rakshasa. You group of lowly demons, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Only by defeating me will you have a chance to survive, otherwise..."

He smiled loudly, and a palm deep inside, blood filled with energy. He held it hard and said loudly: "Just wait for the prince to turn into pus and blood bit by bit!"

At this time, Shura looked serious and didn't know what he was thinking. He heard this and said, "You go, I don't want to fight you!"

He didn't know why he felt the other person, which made him feel strange in his heart. Even though he hated the other person so much at this moment, he didn't want to start a war rashly.

Unfortunately, he had this idea, but Prince Rakshasa did not. Shura stole his prey, which made him extremely unhappy. After hearing Shura's words as if he was sure to win, he immediately became furious: "The lowly demon clan is looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a blood bead and slapped it on the ground. The blood beads shattered, and in an instant, countless blood-sprayed blood patterns gushed out like ropes intertwined, turning into a huge net, covering all tens of thousands of meters in a radius.

For a moment, everything around him became red like blood, and even the sunlight seemed to be infected with blood, turning into a strange blood-red color.

"Help, help!"

"Don't block me, get out of here!"

Seeing such a change, many demons were immediately scared to death and ran away desperately.

However, this blood-colored net was extremely strange, and I don’t know what power it was. The demons immediately screamed when they touched the blood-colored net, and then their bodies melted rapidly like ice. All the blood poured into the blood-colored net, and the remaining broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

Seeing such a tragic situation, no other demon race dared to rush. They stopped at the edge of the blood-colored net, as if they were sifted, and their bodies were trembling. Not to mention moving, they even held their breaths and did not dare to make any moves.

"Haha, this is the blood wheel formation of my Rakshasa clan. Although this prince is only in the Kongming stage, it is more than enough to trap you group of waste."

Prince Rakshasa laughed and took a deep breath. He saw waves of blood mist turning into a wisp of running water and rushing into his nose, all of which were sucked into his body.

He said with an intoxicated look on his face: "Fresh blood, this tastes really good. To be part of this prince's power, you, the lowly waste demon race, have only such a little use."

Shura raised his eyebrows and looked evil, pointed the blood-colored sword in his hand at the ground, and snorted coldly: "Since you don't want to leave, don't leave. As you said, I'm interested in your blood."

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability to see it!" Prince Rakshasa shouted loudly, and a blood-colored sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He roared and slashed towards Shura with a sequinous blood light.

Zhaoming was shocked. They were both in the same realm. With one move, they could feel the approximate strength of the other party. No wonder they could drive the thousands of demon races to escape. Although they were still in the Kongming stage, the strength of the Prince Rakshasa made Zhaoming feel stronger than the cultivator of the Tribulation stage.

"Shura, be careful!" Zhaoming immediately shouted loudly and rushed over.

This is definitely not a game. Once there is a slight mistake, there will be no complete corpse. I thought it would be best if I could not take action, but since it has already started, Zhaoming just thought about how to kill the other party.

Seeing Zhaoming's actions, Prince Rakshasa immediately said lazily: "A useless fire-swallowing demon dares to move. I'm really misleading. Come and kill the fire-swallowing demon for me!"

Before, because all his thoughts were placed on Shura, Prince Rakshasa did not pay attention to Zhaoming on the side. Only then did he realize that there was such a fire-swalking demon. Just as Zhaoming felt that his strength was not simple, he also felt that Shura and Zhaoming's strength was unusual.

Although he is arrogant, he knows what to do and what not to do. It is most suitable to have opponents like Shura for trials, but it is a bit difficult to deal with two at the same time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out not far from behind him. He was tall and tall, covered with dark black scales, as if blood was condensed. The goat's head was a pair of deer antlers. His hands were long, six fingers, and his arms were covered with long blood-colored hair. His legs were thick, and he had hooves that looked like cows.

This figure is very similar to Prince Rakshasa, but it is stronger. With the strength of the Tribulation Period, it is probably the Rakshasa clan. However, it looks extremely ugly, and can even be described as disgusting.

The Rakshasa clan of the Tribulation Period soared into the air, holding a treasure-level axe in his hand, let out a low roar, and slashed at Zhaoming hard.

This guy is fast and his strength is amazing. Zhaoming dared not take it on his own, so he quickly lowered his body and stepped on the void to avoid it.

But his speed was not his strength, and the other party was one level higher than him. As soon as he avoided this move, he saw the black shadow approaching and slashed with an axe.

At this time, Zhaoming's body was not stable and it was difficult to dodge. At the critical moment, as if blessings were coming to his heart, a thought flashed through his mind. He was soon to say that a ball of flame condensed in his hand and exploded instantly. Although the power was not very great, the power of the explosion successfully rushed himself to the ground and avoided another blow.

I fell to the ground and rolled over a distance. Before I could stand still, I suddenly had a warning in my heart for a lifetime. At the same time, I heard a whirring sound coming, and it was coming in an instant.

In this tribulation period, the Rakshasa clan should be the servant or guard of the Prince of Rakshasa. The order he received was to kill himself, so he did not hold back at all. He was eager to kill himself in one move after another.

The opponent's attack was fierce, and he relied on his own level to be higher than his own speed. Zhaoming knew that he might not be able to avoid this attack, so he immediately bit his teeth and became ruthless in his heart. He clenched his fists with both hands, activated the flame technique and the fierce flame pattern, let the flames intertwined their arms, turned into two fire fists and directly greeted them.

The fire fist and the axe caught up and rushed to a ball.

"boom!"

In an instant, a loud bang, the flames exploded, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground and soaring into the sky, flying into the sky, turning into ashes, accompanied by a crisp sound of metallic strikes.

The energy of heaven and earth was rolling like waves, and the fire dissipated. The huge body of the Rakshasa clan in the Tribulation Period retreated nearly a hundred meters, while Zhaoming was shot down on the ground like a meteor, and a large pit was blown out.

At this time, Shura and Prince Rakshasa had already fought a move, and their blood and energy were like a knife, spreading around, and the two were evenly matched.

With a "boom", Zhaoming flew up from the big pit. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was not seriously injured.

"I'm not dead! It seems that I have some skills! But it's still not enough."

Prince Rakshasa was slightly stunned when he saw Zhaoming not dead when he greeted his servant with an axe, but he didn't take it too seriously. At this moment, his target was the only blood demon in front of him who looked a bit special.

Seeing Zhaoming flying out of the big pit, the Rakshasa clan immediately roared and killed him again.

"Zhaoming, you don't have to interfere in my battle, see how I tear him apart."

At this time, Shura roared, and the long blood-colored sword in his hand condensed into a dazzling blood light, turning into a blood blade and killing Prince Rakshasa.
Chapter completed!