Seeing this, Ling Yue's expression remained calm, but a hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

She lightly lifted the long sword in her hand, gathering all the demonic power in her body at the tip of the sword. The power of moonlight flowed endlessly on the sword.

"Yuehui Yutian!"

Ling Yue shouted, and the sword in her hand drew a perfect arc, and a dazzling moonlight barrier instantly unfolded in front of her.

This barrier emits a soft yet tenacious light. The ice spikes hit the moonlight barrier, making dense "bang bang" sounds and splashing countless ice flowers.

It was like a grand fireworks display, but it couldn't break through the barrier at all.

The ice flowers flickered in the moonlight and then disappeared, like a dream bubble.

Seeing this, Dong Lan was determined and unwavering, and he mobilized his demonic power again.

Behind her, a huge ice beast slowly emerged. The phantom looked like a giant leopard cat, with bared fangs and claws, and an arrogant aura.

"The Ice Beast has arrived!"

Dong Lan shouted loudly, and the giant ice beast roared and rushed towards Ling Yue. Wherever it went, the ground was frozen with deep cracks, as if the earth was torn apart.

Ling Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, took a deep breath, and the aura around her suddenly rose. The powerful demonic power fluttered her robes, and the Fang Sword in her hand began to make a buzzing sound.

"Lunar Eclipse Amaterasu Prison!"

Ling Yue's body slowly rose into the air, with the sword in her hand pointing straight to the sky.

In an instant, a huge ray of moonlight broke through the dark clouds and fell from the sky, enveloping Ling Yue.

Then, the moonlight turned into countless sharp blades of light, shooting towards the ice beast like raindrops.

The light blade and the ice beast collided violently, erupting with intense light and a deafening sound.

Ice chips flew everywhere, like a grand ice rain.

Dong Lan watched as his ultimate ice beast was cut by Ling Yue, and swung his sword again, ready to launch the final attack.

Ling Yue did not give her this opportunity. She flashed and appeared in front of Dong Lan in an instant like a ray of moonlight.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light and stabbed straight into Dong Lan's chest.

She subconsciously tried to dodge, exerting force with her legs and tensing her muscles to the extreme, trying to sidestep the fatal blow.

But Ling Yue's speed was too fast, so fast that it exceeded her limit.

Her body had just shown a slight tendency to move when Ling Yue's sword approached.

Dong Lan widened his eyes, the cold sword tip reflected in his eyes, his breathing was rapid and disordered.

Ling Yue's eyes were cold and resolute, without the slightest hesitation or mercy.

The long sword, carrying a sharp sword energy, instantly cut across Dong Lan's neck.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then, bright red blood spurted out from her neck like a fountain, drawing shocking arcs in the air.

Dong Lan's body slowly fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

The head was spinning in the air, with fear and unwillingness still lingering in its eyes. Its lips were trembling slightly, as if it wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Her head rolled several times in the air and fell heavily on the snow, splashing a cloud of snowflakes.

And in the sky, a sea of ​​fire was spreading wildly.

Chapter 12 Bloodline Theory

"Sister Donglan!"

This cry, as if grasped by despair, carried with it shock, anger, and disbelief, tearing through the clamor of the battlefield.

The voice trembled in the air, carrying with it endless sorrow.

Like a sharp dagger, it pierces into the heart of every leopard cat.

Fear surged into Qiulan's heart like a tide, and the flame between her palms dimmed. Facing the attack from the dog demon captain, she no longer had the same fighting spirit as at the beginning.

Even the strongest Dong Lan was killed fairly, and Xia Lan didn't believe that she could survive.

Although she was filled with the desire to escape, her strong sense of responsibility as a member of the ocelot family prevented her from moving.

He could only bite the bullet and deal with the excited dog demon captain who came to attack him again in a daze.

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in the eyes of the dog demon captain, and each attack was powerful, so Xia Lan could only barely parry.

Wounds gradually appeared on his body, and bright red blood flowed down the wounds, dripping onto the white snow, forming glaring blood flowers.

Qiu Lan was completely overwhelmed by anger, his eyes were burning with rage, and the electric sparks around him were becoming more and more violent.

He waved his arms desperately and attacked Qi Tian frantically, using all his strength in every attack.

His attacks were disorganized, and amidst the overflowing electric sparks, they were filled with a kind of desperate madness.

Whether it was Xia Lan who was dominated by fear, or Qiu Lan who was in madness, they were both blocked by Qi Tian and the other two captains.

With Dong Lan's death, the situation on the battlefield has changed dramatically.

Those low-level leopard cats who were fighting back and forth with the dog demons were instantly thrown into disarray after losing their backbone.

The dog demons seized this opportunity and launched a fierce attack immediately like hungry wolves smelling blood.

A tall dog demon suddenly pounced on an leopard cat. Its sharp claws instantly left several deep bloody marks on the leopard cat's neck. The leopard cat screamed, fell to the snow, and struggled for a few times before becoming motionless.

Another dog demon avoided the attack of an ocelot, then bit his throat with one bite. Blood gushed out and splashed on the dog demon's face, further arousing his animal nature.

Among them, there are also some leopard cats that fight to the death, unleashing their ferocity to launch a counterattack.

Just when they were about to bite the dog demon to death, its body suddenly stopped, and the next second it fell under the sharp canine teeth.

"You devil!"

Chun Lan, trembling all over, looked at the dog demon in front of him with hatred and fear, who was leisurely and relaxed on the battlefield.

Douya remained calm and allowed her to perform various magic tricks and illusions. Not only did he easily break them, he also shot tiny but precise arrows of magic power in front of her to help other dog demons.

Chun Lan was filled with confusion and despair. It was really hard to understand why the gap in strength between the two people was so huge when they were at the same level.

Even Dong Lan, whom she trusted deeply, did not have such a creeping oppressive power.

"So my eldest sister is dead. That woman and this man are both monsters among monsters!"

Chun Lan's strength and courage seemed to be drained away along with her breathing. Her legs softened and she knelt on the cold snow.

Two lines of tears slid down her pitiful and lovely face.

"Isn't this okay?"

Dou Ya stepped on the snow, making a "crunching" sound with every step.

In Chunlan's ears, this sound was like the countdown of life, and each sound hit her nerves hard.

He didn't even draw out his Fang Sword, his slender fingers flew nimbly, occasionally flicking out tiny arrows.

While adding the final insurance to the dog demons who were fighting bloody battles, he looked at Chun Lan, who had lost all fighting spirit, with a leisurely expression.

Chun Lan slumped on the ground, her delicate body trembling, like a fallen leaf drifting in the cold wind, her eyes staring blankly ahead, without any spirit in them.

At this moment, she was just waiting to die.

Douya was not in a hurry to deal with Chunlan. His gaze slowly swept across the audience, his eyes full of satisfaction.

For Ling Yue, who had been with him for more than ten years, it was only natural for her to crush Dong Lan.

Just the Fang Sword, which originated from the Dog King and inherited the power of many great monsters, is not as powerful as the Three Swords of the World.

But it is also a rare magic weapon, which is far superior to Dong Lan.

The moon mark on Lingyue's forehead is a symbol of being a pure-blooded descendant of the Dog King. She is naturally compatible with the power of the moonlight, and her pure bloodline of great monsters has endowed her with perfect quality demonic power.

Much stronger than Donglan.

Not only that, Ling Yue is naturally gifted. Under Dou Ya's careful guidance from time to time, she can easily master systematic skills and secrets.

Through daily exchanges and discussions with Douya, I have accumulated rich practical experience.

On the other hand, Dong Lan has difficulty gaining an advantage over Ling Yue in terms of weapons, bloodline, demonic power, combat skills, realm, etc.

Being able to fight with his first wife for a few moves, Dong Lan’s strength is actually quite good.

But in the face of Ling Yue's almost overwhelming strength, her resistance seemed insignificant.

"The most popular anime all have a worldview that prioritizes bloodline over everything else. This is true for the four major animes: Death, Fire, and Sea, Dragon Ball, and Inuyasha as well."

The children of the strong will still be strong.

Ling Yue, who inherited the blood of a great monster, was born as a mid-level monster. Even if she did nothing, she would grow up to be a high-level monster, or even a strong one among them.

Seshomaru, who brought his family along to fight, was the best among them.

The naturally shattered teeth are the treasures condensed from blood.

Moreover, during Ling Yue's growth, he also gained Dou Ya, a combat power accelerator, and his combat power far exceeded that of his peers.

If Dou Ya had not been confident that he was stronger than Ling Yue, he would not have dared to cultivate his own proud wife.

He didn't want Ling Yue to break his legs when he brought his concubine Shizaye home one day.

At this time, Ling Yue walked towards Dou Ya with a light figure, her moon-white clothes fluttering gently in the cold wind, like flowing moonlight.

Her stunningly beautiful face was as calm as water, and the fang sword in her hand still retained traces of moonlight power, which Ling Yue slowly put into its scabbard.

“How do we solve the rest?”

He had no interest in slaughtering the weak Ling Yue himself, so he walked over to Dou Ya, his voice crisp but with a hint of coldness.

She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the ocelot corpses scattered on the battlefield, as well as the living ocelots being surrounded and killed by multiple dog demons. There was no trace of mercy in her eyes.

In this life-and-death battle for the race, there is no emotion at all.

The conflict will only end when one side completely surrenders or perishes.

"Let them handle the rest, and we won't interfere."

Douya crossed his arms over his chest, a faint smile playing on his lips, "These ocelots are still too weak after all."

As time goes by, Qiulan and Xialan are also in danger.

The weaker dog demon captain is besieging the seriously injured Xia Lan with three powerful low-level dog demons.

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