Qin Huai's blood heart force also soared, and its terrifying power stacked up wildly.
His spine felt increasingly hot. He didn't even need to make a move; all he needed to do was fly over the Sacred Heart disciple's head, and the experience ball would fuse into his body. The frenzied slaughter caused Qin Huai's bones and blood to boil.
"Ji Yuan! Please give me your holy blood!" Zou Shuang roared.
Blood flowed all over the ground and instantly gathered into a blood river. His heart was bleeding. If they continued to die like this, even if they escaped, they would not be able to escape the punishment of their lord.
Moreover, they might not be able to escape at all. As they looked at Qin Huai, who was rapidly approaching them, their hearts trembled.
Bang!
The next moment, Zou Shuang and Ji Yuan took out a purple clay bottle from their pockets. Then, they swallowed the bottle into their mouths.