Zhang Ning planned to run away, so he was frozen again, and he couldn't even turn his eyes.

After the blood of Leng Mingyu and Duan Zhengjing was sucked dry, the otherworldly blood character was only completed for a half and a half, and the Blood Yan Demon shook his wrist without a right hand, looked at the broken wound, and seemed to be a little reluctant, and then recited the mysterious spell, and the entire stalactite palace shook.

Immediately, all the stone walls, stone beams and stone pillars were shattered, and the entire hall collapsed, and those untidy "diners" were in a panic and scattered like birds and beasts, and the slightly higher ones sacrificed their talisman magic weapons and scolded, and the furnaces took the opportunity to scatter and flee.

But none of them worked.

The Blood Demon Formation had been formed, and all the monks and furnace Ding suddenly began to spasm all over their bodies, and bundles of blood rushed out from all the holes in their bodies, all of which were introduced into the otherworldly blood characters.

Huang Gongzi, who has a rich background, also has a lot of blood, and he has been bled for half a cup of tea, and if he uses it to squeeze juice, he will definitely be able to make hundreds of drinks.

Due to the collection of a large amount of blood, the speed of the formation of otherworldly characters has accelerated.

Zhang Ning watched all this happen, and couldn't move a little.

After a cup of tea, the otherworldly blood word was formed, and the blood demon Shi Shiran walked into the blood word, and the otherworldly blood word was attracted by it, and then it was engraved on the blood demon.

Her body made a snorting sound as if it had been burned from within, black smoke rose from her seven orifices, her body more than doubled at a visible rate, and five wrists and feet stretched out from the wrist of her severed right hand.

While the volume swelled, the skin, skeletal muscles could not multiply accordingly, so they were stretched out of the skin, Xu was afraid of damaging the appearance of the flower and the moon, and the blood demon also pulled the skin of the face with his deformed left hand, so the face became more and more miserable.

The Blood Demon looked at Zhang Ning with lacquered eyes and green eyes with a grin, and asked with a hissing voice, "Do you want to hand over the Mixed Yuan Bead directly or play with me for a while and then hand it over?"

Then without waiting for Zhang Ning to answer, he pinched his wrist, grabbed Zhang Ning's arms with his "right hand", pinched his two ankles, and said proudly: "I think it's better to play for a while." ”

With a "bang", Zhang Ning was knocked to the ground, shattering the stone steps and breaking two ribs.

His fluorescent cup was completely scrapped. He was as vulnerable as a mortal to this monster.

"It's not fun if you don't make a sound. ”

The next moment, Zhang Ning's screams resounded for hundreds of miles.

The Blood Demon has lifted the language ban.

Zhang Ning's seven orifices were bleeding, his body and mind were traumatized, his head was like a boiling pot, and the severe pain made Zhang Ning's divine sense struggle hard, and he got a glimpse of life in his screams.

In the next second, Zhang Ning fell into the spiritual spring pool of the volute space.

Wouldn't it be faster to kill Zhang Ning and take the treasure directly? Is procrastination the villain's standard death skill? No, this is the fun of sadism enjoyed by psychopaths!

Zhang Ning seized the time to heal and recover his spiritual power, and took a break for a while......

"Oh, there's a funny little thing here?"

A pair of green eyes appeared above the orange shimmer of space.

The entire volute space immediately shook, and the small world that Zhang Ning had worked so hard to manage was turned upside down.

The naked snail, who had been drunk and dreaming in the Spirit Wine Pool before, jumped up and struggled to maintain the stability of the space.

At this time, Zhang Ning's injuries had just begun to improve, and his spiritual power had only recovered one-fifth.

Suddenly, a black ball the size of an apple fell into the Spirit Spring Pool and stirred up a huge whirlpool, and the spiritual energy of the Spirit Spring Pool quickly thinned.

After a few breaths, the black ball shot out of the water and into the green pupils.

Outside the volute space, the Blood Demon covered his eyes and howled.

Imagine how spectacular it would be for a sphere with a mass density comparable to a star to the size of a billiard ball and rampaging through the human body without breaking through.

All the orifices of the Blood Demon spewed out red, yellow, and blue flesh, and after a dozen breaths, he froze to the ground.

A puddle of skin smiled coquettishly: "Oh, I still like this shape, I hate it, it's broken!" and then said with a little surprise: "What kind of psychic treasure is this, it's very interesting! The little brother is waiting for my sister to come to you next time to play with you!"

Zhang Ning was thrown out by the heavily battered volute the next moment.

He sacrificed the Soul Lamp and the Soul Bell, but the Blood Demon had no soul.

With a string of silver bell-like laughter, a cloud of black smoke rose from the Blood Demon's skin, and the thick black smoke and dust rolled away, and Zhang Ning felt that the "Blood Demon" had left.

The puddle of skin quickly decayed and blackened, and finally stuck to the ground like the remains of a charred black garbage bag, emitting the stench of dioxins.

Mortals think that many gases are tasteless, but in fact, it is due to the fact that the sensory organs are not strong enough, and after Zhang Ning cultivates to strengthen the flesh, he can already distinguish countless smells and subtle tastes that he has not experienced before.

After being wounded, because the sensation is extremely sensitive, the physical pain is even more intense.

Get out of here.

Zhang Ning sacrificed the twisted and wrinkled paper crane, lay on it, and started the maiden voyage of the paper crane.