Chapter 3255 Fighting Spirit

It was the moment when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently again.

The dark red light radiated again from the collapsed altar, and quickly spread to the crack that connected to Avici Hell.

After the bang, the crack that had stabilized became bigger again.

Groups of huge dark red shadows sprang out from the cracks.

On the Taishang Square, all the monks stared wide-eyed, their faces full of horror.

"The blood prison demon, it's the blood prison demon!!" Someone uttered a sharp shout.

The voice was full of fear, panic and despair.

What came out of the crack was no longer a low-level soul-devouring demon, but a blood prison demon.

Those were He Qinglong Baihu...and Zishu Yinhu...the top demons that even a dozen or so monks above the Divine Sovereign Realm could not easily seal.

Just a blood prison demon is already so difficult to deal with.

However, the ones gushing out of the crack at this time are one after another, as if there is no end at all.

The Great Elder, who was cleaning the cracks on the west side of the Taishang Square, watched the clusters of red shadows fly out and transform into ugly appearances, and despair appeared in his originally firm eyes.

"Could it be that the heavens are really going to destroy my God Realm? Could it be that this catastrophe of annihilation is unavoidable after all?"

With the appearance of the blood prison demon, the Taishang Square, which had already settled down, once again screamed.

Under the ruined walls, the man in red leaned on the dilapidated pillars and looked at the void, with a distant and indifferent expression on his face.

A soft voice came out from between his bright red lips, like a whisper or a mockery, "As I said, once this starts, no one can stop it. Not even you, Xi Yue, even... myself!"

The man's voice was very calm and gentle, but the hands wrapped in the blood-red sleeves were tightly clenched into fists when he was not paying attention.

Xi Yue... Xi Yue... Will you die? Died in a disaster of my own making?

The people on Qiankun Island looked at the blood prison demons that appeared one after another, and the shock in their hearts was replaced by despair.

And at this moment, their only hope is that girl in the void.

Her Highness the High Saintess.

As expected, Xi Yue did not disappoint them.

Even the divine master's attack fell on the blood prison demon and couldn't pose any threat.

But when those blood hell demons were touched by the holy light, the ugly flesh-like substance on their bodies made a sizzling sound like burning.

As more and more holy light fell, the huge figure of the blood prison demon became smaller and smaller.

And everyone even discovered that some blood prison demons were completely purified after being exposed to too much holy light, and turned into small, cute and elf-like spiritual pets.

"Saint... Your Lady is indeed our savior!" Someone cried and knelt down.

"Everyone, don't give up. Although the demons of the Blood Prison are powerful, our Lady Saint is the nemesis of these demons."

"As long as there is the Holy Maiden, we will be able to eliminate all the demons and win the final victory!!"

"That's right, Saintess Radiance, Zebei and the world, will always be with us!!"

"We must follow in the footsteps of the Holy Maiden and kill all the demons! Kill!"

The Great Elder watched the scene around the square with surprise and joy.

The blood prison demon appeared, but instead of giving up in despair, everyone was aroused with real fighting spirit.