Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Six devastating attacks erupted simultaneously, and all the Holy Blood creatures were determined to eliminate these two uncertain factors first!

Golden lightning tore through the air, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures capable of incinerating everything, and completely engulfed the spot where Jiang Chuan and Ling Aoshuang stood.

Next came the Cyclops's dark red beam of light, which was hotter than lightning.

Wherever they went.

Even the ground was melted, leaving a deep trench!

The golden-winged woman unleashed a barrage of feathers, the divine horse released a purple beam of light, the flaming armor spewed molten lava from its throat, and the strange, whistling insect unleashed waves of visible sonic waves...

boom!!!

The six attacks of the Saint Blood level converged at a single point.

The energy surge that erupted in that instant caused the entire ruins space to tremble violently.

The alien races of the Spirit Blood in the distance retreated one after another. Some of the weaker ones were directly knocked to the ground by the shockwave, bleeding from their seven orifices.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

Cover the sky.

The golden lion slowly closed its mouth, a few arcs of electricity still lingering at the corners of its lips. It stared at the area shrouded in smoke and dust, letting out a low groan.

"Resolved."

In its view, if six Holy Blood beings attacked at the same time, let alone two humans, even the top geniuses of the Origin Blood race would be severely injured.

Those two humans might indeed have some skill, but under such a level of siege, it would be a miracle if they were left with intact corpses.

Flame Armor flicked its tail, exhaling two puffs of white smoke from its nostrils, its hoarse voice carrying a hint of disappointment.

"I thought I could withstand a few more hits, but it's pointless."

"Don't be careless."

A faint red light emanated from the vertical eye on the one-eyed man's forehead: "Don't jump to conclusions before you've seen the corpse."

"You're too cautious, One-Eyed."

The golden-winged woman gently flapped her wings and hovered in mid-air, her long golden hair fluttering wildly in the aftershocks of energy.

Her pale golden eyes swept down, her tone cold and arrogant: "Even any one of us would not be able to withstand the attack of the Six Paths of Holy Blood head-on unscathed, let alone two humans."

She had barely finished speaking.

A sudden change occurred.

A silvery-white sound wave attacked her from behind without warning, so fast that it compressed the air into rings of white sonic boom clouds!

The golden-winged woman's reaction was remarkable; she abruptly folded her wings just before the sonic wave was about to hit her.

He performed an almost impossible folding motion in mid-air, barely avoiding the direct impact of the sound wave.

But when the sound waves grazed the edge of her wings, they still shattered several of her golden feathers.

The golden-winged woman's face instantly turned cold.

She turned around, her pale golden eyes locking onto the insect hovering dozens of meters away, her voice carrying an undisguised killing intent: "You're courting death!"

The insect hovered in mid-air, its wings, as thin as cicada wings, vibrating at an extremely high frequency, emitting a buzzing sound that made one's teeth ache.

"Hehe, stop pretending."

The insect's chirping was filled with a strange rhythm, sounding like a musical instrument: "You and I are the only ones here who can fly. If I don't make the first move, do you expect me to attack you first?"

As it spoke, the frequency of its wing vibrations suddenly increased by a step, and a second sound wave had already condensed and formed between its wings.

"You do have some self-awareness."

The golden-winged woman sneered and said no more. Her golden wings suddenly spread out, with a wingspan of more than four meters.

Countless golden feathers fell from her wings, hovered in front of her for a moment, and then transformed into a golden torrent that swept towards the overwhelming swarm of insects!

"A trivial skill!"

The insect's four compound eyes lit up simultaneously, and its wings on its back suddenly flapped, creating a visible white sonic ring that spread outwards from it!

Meanwhile, the other four Holy Blood creatures also sought out their respective opponents.

A chaotic battle broke out.

The number of people who can inherit the third layer of relics is limited, with only five slots available each year. Even if Jiang Chuan and Ling Aoshuang are eliminated, there are still not enough slots for the six of them to share.

therefore,

A major war is inevitable!

The golden lion unleashed a bolt of lightning, like a golden spear piercing the sky, aimed directly at the Cyclops's face.

The Cyclops seemed to have anticipated its attack, and its vertical eye on its forehead suddenly opened the moment the lightning struck, a dark red beam of light meeting it head-on.

the other side.

Flame Armor and Divine Horse also clashed.

The magma of the Flame Armor surged from the ground like a living thing, transforming into thick lava tentacles that coiled around the divine horse from all directions.

The divine horse didn't move an inch. The purple horn on its head glowed slightly, and the burst of brilliant light instantly enveloped it.

The four holy bloodlines each unleashed their innate power, and even at only the first level, their power was astonishingly unimaginable.

The lesser-ranking spirit blood alien races dared not approach this area.

Occasionally, there are some who are bold enough.

It was torn into invisible dust the instant it got close!

However, just as the six holy bloodlines were engaged in fierce battles...

Nobody noticed.

A faint golden light was shining in the area shrouded in smoke and dust.

The insect soared upwards, narrowly avoiding another wave of feather attacks from the golden-winged woman.

It was about to unleash a sonic counterattack.

Suddenly.

A sharp, piercing sound came from below!

The golden light rapidly magnified in its compound eyes, growing from the size of a pinhead to the size of a fist, and then from the size of a fist into a blazing golden flame.

The insect wanted to dodge, but it had just completed a climbing motion and its body was in a brief state of inertial stagnation.

There was simply no time to change direction.

puff!

A golden arrow pierced its left wing, tearing a fist-sized hole in its thin, cicada-wing-like wing.

The insect let out an extremely sharp scream, lost its balance in mid-air, and spun as it fell downwards.

Before the golden-winged woman could even feel her joy, another golden light flew straight toward her!

But she didn't panic.

The Golden-Winged Woman had absolute confidence in her speed.

At the same level, there was no attack she couldn't dodge. She simply turned her body gracefully to the side, her wings fluttering slightly, preparing to avoid the arrow with the smallest possible movement.

However, to her utter surprise, the arrow also mysteriously changed direction at the same moment she turned to the side!

The golden-winged woman's pupils suddenly contracted.

Tracking!?

Before she could think, her wings suddenly burst forth with golden light, and her speed instantly soared to its limit, transforming her into a golden meteor as she darted to the side.

This is one of the Feathered Clan's secret techniques, which can instantly increase their speed to three times their normal level.

But the arrow also accelerated at the same instant.

Even faster than her!

puff!

A golden arrow pierced through the base of her right wing, penetrating the wing bone and drawing out a spray of golden blood. It then continued its momentum, embedding itself firmly into the ground behind her, pinning her and her wing to the earth!

"ah!!"

The golden-winged woman let out a heart-wrenching scream. The light flowing on her golden wings dimmed instantly, and the excruciating pain from her wounds made her tremble violently.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Several holy blood beings turned their heads at the same time to look at the smoke and dust that was slowly dissipating.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

Two figures gradually became clearer.

Jiang Chuan stood in front, holding a longbow that shimmered with golden light, the bowstring still trembling slightly.

He had no visible injuries, only some tattered clothes. Ling Aoshuang held the Shattered Star Spear upside down, landing half a step behind him, her icy blue eyes filled with coldness.

The full-force attack from those six holy blood beings just now seemed to have only scratched the surface of the two of them!

"Is it all over?"

Jiang Chuan slowly swept his gaze across the arena.

The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a half-smile.

Then, he slowly raised the golden longbow in his hand, drawing the bowstring taut once more.

A terrifying, suffocating energy surged from the bow, its golden light as dazzling as a second sun.

"You try taking one of my attacks!"