"So what if you know? So what if you don't know? Will your ending change?" Leng Xiaoran continued, while continuing to slowly but dazzlingly shoot out one after another in his mouth with a hint of weirdness and horror.
Runes of breath.
"Damn it! The ancient clan is such a bastard." The bloody figure looked at Leng Xiaoran with trembling eyes. His eyes revealed not only fear but also a trace of extremely hidden greed, as if Leng Xiaoran was the fat duck in his mouth.
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"Hmph!" Leng Xiaoran's eyes were sharp, as if he could see everything in the eyes of the bloody figure, making him tremble.
In the trembling of the blood-colored figure, Leng Xiaoran seemed to be able to feel a hint of excitement. Lin Leng Xiaoran was a little confused, but now that Leng Xiaoran was already standing here, it was naturally impossible to stand idly by. The figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, exciting
Shooting away, the spiritual consciousness suddenly materialized into a sharp sword, aqua blue, with wisps of dense aura lingering on the sword. It was Leng Xiaoran's innate magic weapon phantom.
Phantoms are shadowy, but follow them like a shadow. With one thought, they can transform into thousands of things. With thousands of thoughts, they can transform into spirits. They are phantoms.[
"Uh-huh -" The bloody figure roared angrily. He was in a dazzling bloody light pillar. He leaned forward and trembled all over. His angry look became slightly clearer. He understood that this was a critical moment and he could not be distracted. At the same time, he also
There is no way to leave this light.
A long sword filled with blue aura, hummed softly, and as the phantom flew, all the liquids in the surrounding area less than five feet slowly rose and froze.
Ice crystal, Gragla's voice is subtle but must be heard. The bloody figure's voice hummed slightly, and then, a thick aura spread from all over the body, rolling in like the Qiantang River flooding, but it spread beyond the illusion in a moment.
Spiritual Sword.
Buzz, a stream of air could be seen directly affecting the Phantom Divine Sword, causing the Phantom Divine Sword to sway twice in mid-air, but then a soft sound sounded again, breaking the bloody figure's aura field in one fell swoop.
Seeing the Phantom Divine Sword getting closer and closer to him, the expression of the bloody figure became more and more anxious. His body seemed to want to break away from the shackles of the surrounding bloody light beams. The broad figure, the strong momentum, a pair of soul-catching eyes, and a shock
A soul-shattering roar.
"Huh? Are you starting to get serious? Huh!" A cold voice suddenly came from the Phantom Sword, but it was like a cold water poured into the heart of the bloody figure.
"Roar——" The ferocious face of the bloody figure was very complex and wonderful. Like a man with a thousand faces, it changed into thousands of expressions. When he saw that the Phantom Sword was still less than three feet away from him, the blood demon suddenly
A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Ling's face. This smile not only revealed a frightening sinisterness, but also a hint of greed, sympathy and contempt.
"That's not right!" Leng Xiaoran suddenly felt an extremely cold heart palpitation, but the Phantom Divine Sword did not stop, but flew past at a fast speed, hitting the bloody figure's chest like a stream of light.
, Leng Xiaoran knew where the most important thing about the blood demon spirit was. It was also the channel where the transmission channels in this swallowing magic spell finally gathered.
All the souls with essence and blood have to pass through that place. There are extremely large blood vessels there, which shrink and contract, as if some creature is sucking something in.
The blood surrounding the Phantom Sword was now condensed into sharp blood crystals, crystal clear, flashing with a hint of cold light from time to time. After a loud shout, those blood crystals left the Phantom suddenly.
Bloody figures quickly flew around the divine sword.
"It's a small skill, nothing worth mentioning." The bloody figure seemed to look at the blood crystals with disdain, and then, with a wave of one hand, a bloody ray of light suddenly swept through all the blood crystals present like a horse.
Suddenly there was a burst of bloody thunderbolts, and then, a muffled sound sounded. The blood-light Pilian easily broke through the attack of the blood crystal, and rushed towards the long sword behind him, which was suddenly shiny and full of light.
The ghost spirit of Qi was blocked for a while, and then, the blood-colored body
Ying seemed to be unyielding. He raised his hands in front of his chest and then, a line of blood about three feet long that was as straight as a bloody halberd pierced towards the Phantom Divine Sword with a hiss.
"Ahem, the power of spiritual consciousness is still not enough." Leng Xiaoran's voice was a little helpless at this time, but she was not worried at all. It seemed that she didn't care about her own life at all or that Leng Xiaoran was simply afraid.
The bloody halberd arrived in front of the Phantom Sword in an instant. There was a ding, a buzz, and then the Phantom Sword and the bloody halberd suddenly trembled and rhymed. It seemed that the Phantom Sword was completely distorted.
, but the bloody halberd seemed unaffected. Upon seeing this, the bloody figure burst into laughter for a moment, pointing the index finger of his right hand at the Phantom Sword, as if he didn't understand why Leng Xiaoran came in to seek death?
The bloody figure smiled happily, really happily, completely ignoring the changes in front of him. It seemed that in his heart he still believed that Leng Xiaoran would be dead when he came. But at this moment, there was a sound of Glala——bang————,
After a fine splitting sound, a crisp cracking sound followed, and the bloody figure suddenly froze, and the expression on his entire face was frozen, as if there was something he couldn't figure out...
Less than a foot in front of the bloody figure, the light Phantom Divine Sword shattered the bloody halberd. The crystal fragments gradually turned into little red starlight and dissipated. The Phantom Divine Sword easily
Passed through and hit the bloody light beam directly, "
Huh?" Leng Xiaoran's consciousness in the Phantom Divine Sword was suddenly startled. He seemed to have thought of something. He saw that the Phantom Divine Sword easily entered the blood-colored light pillar, and was not hindered by the bloody light at all. It seemed that
It was like a blood-red light.
At this time, it was no longer that the arrow had to be fired when it was on the string, but that the arrow could no longer stop in the air. Leng Xiaoran let out a sharp roar, and the Phantom Divine Sword suddenly accelerated, and a blue light flashed behind the hilt of the Phantom Divine Sword.
A figure suddenly appeared, and that illusory figure turned out to be Leng Xiaoran herself.
"Come here!" The bloody figure watched as the Phantom Sword broke through the encirclement and struck directly at his chest. "Haha." The bloody figure seemed to smile sarcastically.
The phantom Leng Xiaoran heard that the bloody figure was so fearful in facing his attack. It seemed that he deliberately let himself enter the bloody light pillar easily to attack his heart. Leng Xiaoran narrowed his eyes slightly,
A moment of thinking time, in Leng Xiaoran's eyes
The eyes of the deep pool have become vast and distant, as if from the beginning of Pangu to the present. Hidden deep in Leng Xiaoran's eyes are rows and even a group of densely packed runes, flashing with ghostly light.
The blue light appears and disappears in an unusual and strange way.[
In Leng Xiaoran's mind, it seemed as if several springs and autumns had passed around her, but in the heart of the bloody figure, only a moment passed in the blink of an eye. A sword hilt flashing with blue light.
It was inserted into the chest of the bloody figure, and at the same time, the thick blood vessel on his chest suddenly opened a gap as big as a pie, and streams of blood poured out from it.
"Hehehe... cough cough cough..." The bloody figure looked blankly at his chest and smiled, but the smile on his face was a bit far-fetched. Soon after, he started coughing, and mouthfuls of blood mist came from the mouth of the bloody figure.
Squirting out of his mouth, the bloody figure was a little weak at this time, and the light beam beside him was also a little dim, "It's okay, it's okay, I
Everything you did was not in vain." The blood-colored figure's somewhat ferocious face suddenly broke into laughter, and then, all the blood vessels around him were shaken open. Under the gentle shaking of the blood-colored figure, those blood vessels
It was not torn open but fell off easily, like a scab falling off a wound on a human body, without any pain.
"Hey, I have completed the condensation a long time ago, and you are waiting for me. It's a pity, it's a pity, that such a good seedling was swallowed up by me, and there is no use for it." The bloody figure said softly, and then, a sound
A long roar, followed by all the blood vessels in the blood cocoon
It was shattered immediately. For a time, the sea of blood and the rolling waves of blood were raging in the blood cocoon. But just at the position where the bloody figure was, where the blood light was the strongest, there was a somewhat dim light.
The blood light firmly blocked the blood waves outside.
"Hahahaha, in order to devour you, I have paid a sufficient price. I tried my best not to inject my spirit first but to condense my body first, just to make you fooled into thinking that I am at the critical moment of condensing my body. Those bloods are harmful to me.
Quite important." The bloody figure shook his head again and sneered.
The bloody figure felt as if he had finished sighing. He looked around, sighed, and said: "The blood of the ancient race was quite delicious at that time, containing power as high as the sky. Now I have lost the last thing that swallowed the souls of the water demon king and his son.
It’s a perfect moment, but at the same time, I have the blood of an ancient race. Hum!”
Then the bloody figure seemed to feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he shook his head in frustration, "Without a strong soul, there is no way to solidify a strong body..." Then, like a whale swallowing the sea, the bloody figure opened its mouth and swallowed the blood cocoon.
All the blood inside was swallowed into the mouth.
The sea of blood rolled for a while, and then, a tornado whirlpool and a blood explosion formed on the head of the bloody figure. A momentum that changed from weak to strong slowly erupted from his body, and gradually spread out until outside the blood cocoon.
"Hmm, this momentum? That's wrong!" Feng Ji seemed to feel a hint of threat from inside the blood cocoon, which seemed to be aimed at a group of them.
"What's wrong? Ugh! The smell of blood is so strong, it seems to be coming from the blood cocoon." Ye Lin looked at Feng Ji with some doubts, but then he also discovered something was wrong.
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