Chapter Seventy-Six: The Extinction of the Demon Spirit (4)
His hands were also waving in dismay, and blood lights appeared in his hands, but a sudden sentence appeared in the heart of the blood demon spirit: "Is blood light still useful?"
Like the Deadly King of Hell, the blue light turned into a transparent light and rushed into the trapped water bead with no obstacles on the blood demon spirit's hands.
"Buzz!" The blood demon spirit suddenly felt despair in his heart. At the same time, a strong vibration appeared in his chest, as if the water bead was about to crash out.
The water Yuanzhu emitted a dazzling blue light, as if he had seen Leng Xiaoran and the different side of Leng Xiaoran. At this time, the water Yuanzhu seemed to have spirituality, like a wild horse that broke away from reins.
He rushed towards Leng Xiaoran desperately.
"Buzz--" The buzzing sound came, and the blood demon spirit's expression became more and more panicked. Now the blood demon spirit has used all its strength to control the water element bead, but is it useful? [
It was with the power of the Water Yuanzhu that the blood demon spirit condensed the mixed blood evil energy in its body, and at the same time stabilized its weak soul. This is why the blood demon spirit is now, but even the Water Yuanzhu is not willing to help him.
Who else can?
"I won't allow you to leave!" The blood demon spirit felt ruthless and a whistling sound. Then, condensed blood mist spread out and gradually covered the water element bead. The water element bead seemed to have encountered something terrible.
The thing seemed very afraid, and struggled in the blood mist for a few times, and then gradually stabilized.
"Well! Hum!" Leng Xiaoran naturally saw the blood demon spirit doing such a despicable thing, "If you want to use blood mist to filth the water element bead, your threat is really good--" Leng Xiaoran's heart gradually became more and more
A series of blazing flames rose up, staring at the blood demon spirit coldly. Then, in an instant, a blue translucent spherical object suddenly appeared in Leng Xiaoran's right hand.
It was Leng Xiaoran's innate magic weapon, "Hmph, then you can filth the magic spirit!" Leng Xiaoran was angry, and the consequences were very serious. The magic spirit was like water in his hands, and the water ball instantly transformed.
Tens of millions of silk threads flew towards the blood demon spirit.
When the blood demon spirit controlled the water Yuanzhu and was breathing a sigh of relief, Leng Xiaoran attacked in an inappropriate manner, causing the blood demon spirit to change its expression, because the water Yuanzhu in its body was turbulent again, and the degree of turbulence was still higher than before.
Strong.
"Are the descendants of the ancient clan really unmatched?" A question appeared in the blood demon spirit.
Although the blood demon spirit was very anxious at this time, it was not afraid. At most, it would die together and die. Therefore, the blood demon spirit pressed on the chest with one hand, and grabbed the other hand with the void, and suddenly it had its own blood evil spirit.
The condensed long axe instantly appeared in the hand of the blood demon spirit.
He raised an axe with one hand to create a force of opening the sky. After drinking hard, a blood light like a sharp blade slashed out from the blood axe, slashing towards the illusion spirit with millions of silk threads. The blood demon spirit's heart has been
In amidst waves of palpitations, this was no exception. When he looked at the blood demon spirit with all the blue silk threads sprinkled around, the blood demon spirit suddenly thought in his heart whether his blood axe had completely lost its meaning.
The blood blade slashed at the phantom spirit that was still releasing silk threads. Suddenly, a sizzling sound came, and the blood evil energy in the blood axe boiled in an instant when it met the phantom spirit.
The blood demon spirit looked at the Huanling in shock, and suddenly remembered that the long sword in the blood cocoon space felt the same breath from it, "Is that sword and this water ball..."
After the demon spirit finished speaking, a violent burst burst from the blood axe blood blade.
The attack of the Blood Axe was completely useless in front of the Phantom Spirit, and the Phantom Spirit seemed to be not damaged at all, and it was still releasing blue silk threads one by one.
After watching the blood axe attack in his hand effect on the phantom spirit, the blood demon spirit also understood that Leng Xiaoran must have something to restrain himself. The blood demon spirit looked at Leng Xiaoran with some fear and looked at the thousands of threads.
He tied himself around him, but the blood demon spirit did not give up. He retreated rapidly in a shuttle, hoping to leave the range of thousands of blue silks.
But Leng Xiaoran's ears are a spiritual object. The innate magic weapon that inherited the treasure of heaven, whose spiritual consciousness is bright and the same as Leng Xiaoran. For some reason, the phantom spirit suddenly stopped in an instant and then came to the blood demon spirit in an instant.
Behind it, but those tens of millions of threads are still in front of the blood demon spirit.
The blood demon spirit was in a dilemma at this time, and now it can only fight. "Roar--" The blood demon spirit's body changed, and the strong body suddenly transformed into eighteen blood shadows, waving the flesh wings behind it.
With a shout, eighteen blood shadows flew in different directions, bypassing the phantom spirit behind them. The eighteen blood shadows were flying freely in the air at this time.
But the phantom spirit is not a simple weapon. The phantom spirit buzzed, and in an instant the spherical phantom spirit exploded, and a dazzling light pierced into the eyes of the eighteen blood shadows, "Ah-
——” Then, the eighteen blood shadows of the blood demon spirit screamed in pain, “What?” The blood demon spirit felt a sacred aura from the white light, reaching its demon soul.
But after a moment, the screams came again, "Is this?" The blood demon spirit was stunned for a moment, and the white light gradually dimmed. I saw that the eighteen blood shadows in the air had been layer by layer at this time.
Wire like silk is entangled and must not be activated in mid-air.
"Uh... let me go, uh--" Shibaxus struggled hard and cursed at Leng Xiaoran angrily, but it seemed that Leng Xiaoran was unmoved.
"Hmm?" Leng Xiaoran seemed to feel something, turned his head and looked at one place, but then Leng Xiaoran ignored it and thought to herself: "Am I suspicious?"
Then, Leng Xiaoran secretly showed her eyes to Feng Ji in front of her, and Feng Ji was stunned and then quickly understood what Leng Xiaoran meant.
"Drink" Leng Xiaoran shouted violently, and the layers of silk suddenly emitted a dim blue light. Then, eighteen blood shadows seemed to have suffered some blow, and screamed in an instant, "No...
Uh, "The Blood Demon Spirit was shocked and understood what Leng Xiaoran was going to do."[
"Well! It turns out that your blood evil spirit has reached this level. No wonder it can be filthy water beads... but it is useless at this time. Humph." Leng Xiaoran snorted disdainfully, and then, loudly yelled.
The sound of breaking came from the dirty silk thread.
At this time, there was only a blood shadow in the air. The blood shadow was releasing the blood evil energy and filthing the silk wrapped around him. Straws of blood spread into the silk thread, and the sudden buzzing sound was on the blood demon.
The sound of the spirit's head was immediately frightened to the point of shattering the soul of the blood demon.
The frightened blood demon spirit slowly turned his head, opened his eyes with different blood-colored light and watched the magic spirit into a sword stab at his vest, "Hmph! Solve..." Leng Xiaoran said lightly in his heart.
However, in a moment, the sharp sword stabbed into the vest of the blood demon spirit, but no blood was produced. Instead, blood-shaped cracks began to collapse from the gap where the magic sword stabbed into it. "No,
This shouldn't be the case!" The blood demon spirit looked at his chest dumbly, trembling all over, shook his head, and murmured.
"Nothing is impossible, only something that doesn't want to be possible..." Leng Xiaoran said silently, and his eyes towards the blood demon spirit became calm and he no longer showed any emotions.
At this time, the blood demon spirit stood in the air in a daze, waiting for the coming of his own death.
"Come out..." An ethereal voice came from Leng Xiaoran's mouth, as if it was from the sound of nature, making people immerse themselves in it unconsciously, while Leng Xiaoran's voice seemed to be floating in the air like feathers floating in the air, floating
Entering the blood demon spirit's chest.
Immediately afterwards, light blue lights were stabbed out from the chest of the blood demon spirit by a sword, and shot outside the body of the blood demon spirit. Under the cold Xiaoran's voice, it slowly floated in the air and towards the
Flying away with Leng Xiaoran.
At this time, Leng Xiaoran's heart had calmed down, but in an instant, Leng Xiaoran's heart felt something was wrong for some reason, as if he had forgotten something...
At this moment, a black shadow of sound was immersed in an impossible place and floated in an unimaginable translation, directly plundering the water element beads in the air, "Hmm? Sure enough..." Leng Xiaoran at this time
His eyes gradually became gloomy.
Everyone who witnessed all this change was also willing, because the Water Yuanzhu was a little far away from him, but just like that, one of the people present seemed to disappear quietly, as if it did not exist.
The black shadow was like a bird, and stepped on the void in the air with a swish, and then disappeared out of thin air again in a flash. Even the blood demon spirit closest to the black clothes also watched the black shadow disappear in a daze, and the despair in his heart had exceeded his own
Resistance range.
"Puff" a mouthful of blood mist ejected from the mouth of the blood demon spirit, floating in the air like a blood cloud...
"No matter how good your body skills are, can you still escape from the Holy Son of the Holy Clan's Wind-Class lineage?"
Now Feng Qi has turned into a breeze and followed the black shadow, but the black shadow still seems to be unaware that he has been targeted by someone, and his heart is filled with secret joy, but as a mysterious thief,
The shadow seemed to have a keen feeling, so a black shadow ran around in the dark jungle, as if it was a jungle monkey.
"Haha, I haven't played cats and mice for a long time..." A very slight voice emanated from the jungle, and the shadows were frightened. Before I knew it, I was lost in this grand woods. I didn't know it was the woods.
The reason is artificial.
The black shadow was nervous and looked around. Then, his body flashed into a dark place for a while, and then his body changed rapidly. The color of his body actually matched everything around him.
"Oh..." This voice was not heard by the black shadow. Feng Qi still didn't want the black shadow to be scared by him and far away.