The sky in the Big Ruins always had a faint gray color. There was no obvious difference between spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

It was a chilly spring. Lil' Lan's eyes were dull, and in front of her was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

In the air, Ou Yangming's center of gravity sank, and his stance was completely pulled back. His aura surged endlessly.

Against 2 blood dragons with top-grade cultivation bases, even he had to be careful.

Foreign beasts had also absorbed the power of the Dragons and the Phoenixes, and they had advanced through the vicious cultivation method of devouring blood essence. Their individual combat power was no weaker than the direct descendants of the 3 Dragons and 3 Phoenixes. In fact, they were much stronger than the strength of their fleshly bodies.

Nonetheless, the 2 Blood Horned Dragons descended from the sky and looked at Ou Yangming.

"Young Master wants your heart for when it drinks. If you offer your head, you can also save yourself some suffering. Don't make a mistake!" One of the Blood Horned Dragons roared with a muffled laugh. Even the scales on its body were twisted together, and a cold light shot out in all directions. It did not take this human with a long spear to heart. It had killed innumerable Advanced Spiritualists, and it was saying this because it had also killed too many people today, so its hands were a little numb.

"Yes, we won't make it difficult for you. As long as your heart is intact, you'll be left with a complete corpse."

The other iron-clawed Blood Dragon's eyes flashed with a blood light, and it raised its head arrogantly as if asking Ou Yangming to leave a complete corpse was a gift from the heavens.

If the young fellow refused to accept it, he simply did not know what was good for him and would not regret its death.

"Noisy!" Ou Yangming let out a muffled roar. His body was pulled to both sides as he turned into a long rainbow. The Blood Spear Dragon Slayer swung in a circle like a formation board that was constantly changing. The young fellow then thrust his spear forward, attacking while defending.

The spotted blood dragon sneered internally and shouted in a low voice, "You're courting death!" Before it finished speaking, its huge body was pulled straight like an unimaginably thick rope. The scales on its body were standing up like countless sharp knives. It spun down from the high sky and turned into a black hurricane, stirring up all the spiritual Qi around its body and causing them to rumble. The wooden houses on both sides of its body instantly collapsed.

As for the iron-clawed Blood Dragon, it was not willing to be outdone either. It gathered its Qi and exhaled.

Its Bloodline Power was completely activated. It opened its mouth and spat out many fireballs that burned fiercely and crushed towards Ou Yangming's back.

"Go to hell!" The first black dot on the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer lit up. A powerful force surged into Ou Yangming's body from the spear.

The spear's momentum was like a surging tide. Each move was faster and stronger than the previous one.

Ou Yangming clenched his fingers tightly and forcefully changed his move. He slapped towards the black hurricane that was falling from the sky. The force was terrifying to the extreme.

"Boom..." When the two collided, it was as if a heavy hammer that weighed a thousand Jin 500 kilograms hit a piece of glass. Within 3 meters from the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, a ghastly whiteness appeared. The spiritual Qi exploded, and the black hurricane that was formed by the Blood Horned Dragon was sent flying away.

At the same time, an incredibly powerful rebound force reversed.

It directly split open Ou Yangming's palm. The powerful force traveled through his arms and into his internal organs, causing his Qi and blood to surge.

He shook his head and thought to himself, 'As expected of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan. They're too strong.'

Even so, when the foreign race saw what happened, a different scene could be seen.

Silence—dead silence...

These foreign beasts were utterly shocked. There was only one thought left in their heads. 'Is this person a human-shaped ferocious beast?'

Yes, that was what they thought. It was worth noting that the Blood Horned Dragon clan was known for their boundless strength.

Nevertheless, the human, who was as weak as an ant, slapped away the strongest warrior of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan. Furthermore, his cultivation was one rank lower. This was simply a legend.

Even the Blood Horned Dragon Clan's young master was shocked. It had a faint premonition in his heart. Its voice was cold as he yelled, "Attack together and kill that human!" Right away, nearly 100 Blood Horned Dragons surrounded Ou Yangming.

"Hmph, do you think I don't exist?" He Jian growled and charged at the young master of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan.

He raised his sword and stabbed out. Each of these simple actions seemed to be in accordance with the principles of Heaven and Earth. The Blood Horned Dragons took the initiative to "crash" forward, and it was effortless for him to fend off even the high-rank beasts. The old man did as he pleased. His attacks were not stunning, nor did sword Qi overflow in all directions majestically, but each of his moves gave people a sense of calmness. Indeed, greatness came from simplicity. It was as if this was the true use of a sword.

This scene caused the young master to be aghast.

A faint fear actually arose in its heart. It coldly said, "Quick, stop him!"

At the same time, its claws were clasped onto a shoddy storage bag. It crushed a yellowish talisman with one hand, then a strange fluctuation spread out in all directions. It was notifying its father.

The 2 high-rank Blood Horned Dragons beside him flew out at once and fought with He Jian.

He Jian's attainments in the path of the sword were profound, but he had only learned one art in his entire life. Even if he could finish off the 2 dragons without using his sword, it would take a long time.

On the other hand, the pressure on Ou Yangming's body was getting stronger. Almost 90% of the Blood Horned Dragons were attacking him. Among them, there were 2 high-rank and 10 middle-rank ones.

As long as there was a loophole, the Blood Horned Dragons would release all kinds of breaths. For a moment, danger was everywhere and every step Ou Yangming took felt like he was treading on thin ice.

He Jian was also entangled and could not escape. They were in a deadlock situation.

The uneasiness in the young master's heart finally subsided. It even blamed itself for making a fuss out of nothing.

"Boom!" Magic tools of different shapes and sizes shot toward Ou Yangming. There was a ball of light that flickered with electric arcs and gave off a magnanimous aura of extinction. Even the slightest touch from it would cause unimaginable consequences. There was a dagger that was completely blood-red and on it, a skull was carved with black blood dripping. The most terrifying thing was a longsword that looked like a centipede. The moment it flew out, it was covered by countless poisonous insects...

All sorts of peculiar things pounced toward Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself, 'I'm afraid that I won't be able to block such a powerful attack with my Titanium Protection. Since that's the case, I'll use myself as bait. Let's see if you dare to come!'

Having made up his mind, a white light flashed in his interspatial bag as a distant aura rippled out. His left hand quickly made a gesture and pushed out. He roared in his heart, 'Ancient Dragon Shield!'

As his voice reverberated in his heart, he was directly enveloped by the Ancient Dragon Shield.

The overwhelming and powerful magic tools were all blocked by the shield. Furthermore, at this moment, each of them began to tremble and show signs of shattering. After a long while, they suddenly collapsed.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Many Blood Horned Dragons sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time and stared at each other.

After a long while, a Blood Horned Dragon shrieked, "This... What magical artifact is this? How... How can it be so terrifying?"

"That's right. It actually blocked all of the magic tools and shattered them after a backlash. This... How's this... How's this possible?" A Blood Horned Dragon spoke. Its eyes were filled with shock and monstrous waves surged in its heart. This caused his understanding of magic tools to be shattered.

The spotted Blood Horned Dragon and the iron-clawed Blood Horned Dragon exchanged glances and saw the greed in each other's eyes.

Even the young master's breathing quickened. Its eyes revealed a look of surprise and joy. It flicked its tail and said in a low voice, "I want that magic tool!"

There was no room for euphemism in his words. It was as if if it said that if it wanted the tool, the young fellow had to give it to it or he would die.

"Yes, Young Master!" The Blood Dragons nodded respectfully at the same time, their eyes filled with worship.

He Jian's eyes were filled with anxiety. The spiritual Qi in his dantian had erupted. Blood flowed in his eyes as he roared, "Get lost, get lost!" Seeing Ou Yangming trapped by the Ancient Dragon Shield, his eyes were red. The spiritual Qi in his Dantian had been circulated to the extreme and with a swing of his sword, he sent a top-grade dragon flying away. His body swayed as he rushed over.

Within the Ancient Dragon Shield, Ou Yangming's expression was ice-cold as he gripped the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer tightly.

He roared internally, 'Activate the truth!' As his voice reverberated, the entire space seemed to have gone against common sense. At the same time, the killing intent in his heart had also faded. His gaze became cold, and his eyes were chaotic as if they had evolved into the heavens.

The blood-colored patterns on the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer slowly lit up, and spiritual Qi filled the long spear.

Subsequently, the patterns quickly spread to the tip of the spear, and the red light surged. A violent aura spread out. The red light was like a spider web, moving toward the dragon and phoenix at both ends. It was getting denser and faster. Ou Yangming then uttered coldly, "Use my blood essence as the guide!" At this moment, all the spiritual Qi within a radius of 333 meters from him fused into the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, and a violent wind blew.

As soon as he spoke, the lifelike dragon and phoenix pattern on the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer lit up. It would be fine if that was all but the dragon and phoenix's eyes suddenly opened.

A resplendent golden light spread out from their eyes and in an instant, they spread 333 meters away like dense, flowing lights that could suppress all the lights in the world. The whole world turned into a golden ocean, and a domineering aura spread out in all directions.

All the spirit beasts within several kilometers lay on the ground and wailed incessantly regardless of their cultivation bases. Their bodies trembled, and fear appeared in their eyes.

What were dragons and phoenixes? Dragons and phoenixes were domineering! If I wanted something, the heavens must have it. If I did not want something, the heavens must not have it.

"Retreat, quickly retreat!" The iron-clawed Blood Horned Dragon's voice began to tremble. Its body was suffused with coldness, and even its thoughts seemed to have been frozen. At that time, it was as if it was no longer a high-rank foreign beast but an Extreme Grade cultivator. It was facing a Spiritualist, and it did not even have the slightest chance to resist. Under the golden light, its bloodline would surely dry up, and its soul would be destroyed. The crisis in its mind was unprecedentedly intense. If it was careless for a moment, it would certainly die.

The spotted Blood Horned Dragon was the same. Its mind trembled, and it seemed as if it would be crushed into pieces at any moment.

As if wanting to become its nightmare, the golden light was imprinted into its bones and soul. It was afraid—truly afraid.

In fact, all of the Blood Horned Dragons were afraid. They were like locusts as they retreated in all directions. They were from another race, but they had their thoughts and were also afraid of death.

The young master of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan was pale. It did not hesitate at all. There was a bang from its interspatial bag, and a red light flashed on its body. It turned into a stream of light and shot into the sky.

"Trying to retreat? Can you retreat? Those people didn't deserve to die. I've said it before—none of you can leave today!" This voice did not contain the slightest bit of emotion.