"Bloodchain Soul Snatcher. ”

Mo Chenxiao's subordinates did not relax, and the blood chain snatched out the soul.

"Blood Sword Demon Kill!"

The evil ghost Lao Ba made another move, and the blood sword condensed and stabbed out.

"You're weak. ”

Mo Chenxiao's blood chain pressed down, the blood sword exploded, and the blood chain exploded, but it pressed down again.

"Eighth!"

The demon boss screamed, and instantly struck, snatching his hand and breaking the blood chain.

Mo Chenxiao looked back at a blood chain, smashing it towards the evil ghost boss, and the evil ghost boss's blood refining knife slashed out violently, and the two collided, and the blood red exploded all over the sky.

"Die!"

Mo Chenxiao began to suppress the evil ghost.

"Blood Sword Demon Kill!"

"Bloodfinger Soul Robbery!"

The blood chain shattered, and the blood finger robbed the soul again, and quickly killed the evil ghost Lao Bamei.

"Blood Cloud Shroud!"

The Blood Chain Soul Snatcher defeated the Blood Sword Demon Kill, the Blood Finger Soul Snatcher defeated the Blood Cloud Qi Cover, Mo Chenxiao pointed out again, and the Blood Sword Demon Kill blocked again.

"Inch robbery. ”

"Bloodchain Soul Snatcher!"

The strong moves collided, the glow shattered, and the blood-red brilliance sprinkled on the earth, and then disappeared.

The battle continued, from dawn to dark, but the area was still bright, with fireflies flying in the air, illuminating the land.

The three of them looked tired, and the evil ghost Lao Ba looked the worst, and he wanted to leave the battle circle several times to rest temporarily, but how could Mo Chenxiao let him get his wish, raising his hand was a move to snatch the soul of the blood chain and pull him into the battle circle.

Click!

Collided with another move, Mo Chenxiao waved the blood chain to defeat the blood sword, and continued to press down, the evil ghost Lao Ba finally found it difficult to hold on, and the blood chain pressed on his body, but he saw a layer of radiant brilliance overflowing from his body, and he resisted the corrosive power of the blood.

This scene, Mo Chenxiao had already predicted, the blood finger soul robbery came out of the wind, directly shattering this layer of light film, and a large amount of blood fell directly on the evil ghost Lao Ba.

In an instant, the flesh and blood turned into mud, and the white bones turned to ashes.

"Eighth!"

The evil ghost boss roared angrily, and the blood river waterfall was unleashed again, and the blood mist steamed, boiling like light, and hit Mo Chenxiao with a shocking blow.

Mo Chenxiao stepped on his feet, dodged and dodged, and the blood chain swirled and circled, weaving a tight chain network to resist the residual strength of the blood glow.

After the demon boss struck, he appeared more than ten meters away, and as soon as his body turned, it was a blood refining knife maniac, slashing towards Mo Chenxiao furiously.

Mo Chenxiao raised his hand to snatch the soul of the blood chain, and the blood chain stretched for several meters, colliding with the blood refining knife.

After the violent explosion, Mo Chenxiao's bloody finger came out again, piercing through the layers of fog and mist, and killing the demon boss.

In the blood-colored mist, the figure of the evil ghost boss appeared, and the blood sword demon killed, forcing a fatal blow and attacking Mo Chenxiao.

The bitter battle continued, Mo Chenxiao's blood chain soul snatching became more and more proficient, and the killing machine that forced him to kill tempered his will, and his sense of battle became stronger and stronger.

If you take it with your hand, it is the blood chain that captures the soul and hooks the soul.

With a flick of the fingers, the scarlet light breaks through the wind, piercing through the vitality of all things.

The figure is tossing and turning, like a ghostly shadow, both real and illusory.

The strength of the demon boss is extraordinary, if it weren't for the fact that the blood demon is stronger than the blood element, the victory or defeat would have been decided.

Old age is a shortcoming, Mo Chenxiao agrees with this very much, and after a strong collision, the evil ghost boss suddenly vomited vermilion.

No matter how strong you are, old and decrepit, your bones are brittle, and you gradually lose your vitality, how can you fight with the young people who are young and energetic?

Mo Chenxiao seized the opportunity, the blood chain smashed down violently, the demon boss blood cloud qi cover was opened, and he resisted continuously, and finally cut off the blood chain with a blow of the blood refining knife.

But he has since become weaker.

Mo Chenxiao's body is unscarred, the evil ghosts are gone, and the only one who is still alive will also face the matter of life and death.

"Run. ”

The demon boss is no longer strong.

After 50 years, I thought I didn't need to run anymore, but now I have to flee.

A few Blood Lingzhi Kings were the most important resources for him to recover from his injuries, and the Demon Boss Blood Refining Knife slashed out wildly, forcing Mo Chenxiao to retreat, and his body jumped to the Blood Lingzhi King.

Several Lingzhi kings were still growing within the blood cloud qi cover, undamaged.

"Slash!"

As soon as the demon boss drank it, he didn't have time to disperse the blood cloud qi cover, so he could only break it with violence.

Immediately grabbed it, and several Ganoderma lucidum kings were pulled out.

Mo Chenxiao's attack came at the same time, and a bloody palm stretched out from behind the evil ghost boss, the blood sea life-fishing hand, grabbing the blood chain, where the power intersected, the blood-red light continued to shatter, and with a bang, the blood sea life-fishing hand exploded directly.

The demon boss had already taken the opportunity to jump away.

"Die!"

Mo Chenxiao's Blood Finger Tribulation Soul struck out one after another, and the demon boss continued to jump and escaped into the dense forest.

Mo Chenxiao's figure followed closely, pointing at the wind to break through the air and slash, and the red light of the Dao flickered.

Two figures, one old and one young, are chasing life and death in the forest, pointing to the wind piercing through the ancient trees, and the giant trees will soon wither and yellow, decay, and fall leaves, and be depressed everywhere.

Roar!

A roar shook the eardrums.

The ten-meter-high beast won nine wins, blocking the old man's way.

It was a strange beast with a heavy skin, a large head, nine eyes, a fat body, and limbs like mounds, which were hard and thick.

Its power comes from those nine eyes, the eye of nine wins, and the strange treasure in the eyes of the earth element martial artist, which can assist in cultivation and can also be integrated into itself, so as to gain powerful power in a short period of time.

At this point, the movement of the two alarmed it, but the human was too small, stared at it, and gave up.

The Alien Beast Jiu Ying turned around, its huge tail swept by, and the two hurriedly dodged.

But because of Jiuying's obstruction, Mo Chenxiao once again had a chance to make a killer.

Mo Chenxiao raised his hand to make a killing move, the blood chain soul snatching chain was locked, and above his head was Jiuying's body, and they were fighting under Jiuying's body.

"Blood Refining Knife Maniac. ”

"Bloodchain Soul Snatcher. ”

Tricks of the same origin but different origins, the blood light flickers, and the soul is snatched.

Nine wins a few meters in one step, and the two continue to fight.

There is a great terror in the depths of the dense forest, Mo Chenxiao does not dare to say that he will win, and he has no confidence to win this nine wins in front of him.

Jiuying's body was too thick to allow his blood to evaporate before it could take effect.

Moreover, Jiuying is huge and has a special physique, and it is not something that can be put to death with a little blood.

The demon boss took the opportunity to chew off two Blood Lingzhi Kings, which were the best tonic to help him recover.

Mo Chenxiao made a move, the killing machine was pervasive, and the blood chain soul snatching was strongly oppressed, so that the old man did not have the slightest time to recover.

The old man was too strong, so he was very powerless, and he could only slowly defeat it with a war of wear.

The Great Escape has begun again.

The old man avoided the fight, was tired and unyielding, and ran for his life all the way.

In the dense forest, the strange beasts were disturbed and rushed to run, but there were also powerful strange beasts staring at the two of them.

A beast more than one meter tall, like a monkey, with its head against two horns, Jin Yi, aimed at the two of them.

Jin Yi, the descendant of the legendary lightning.

It is a lightning bolt that lands and hits a boulder, and the boulder bears eggs, and its body shape is very similar to that of a monkey, with a golden body full of gold, and its head is against a pair of golden horns, and it walks extremely fast, and it can fly short distances without wings, which may be derived from the power of lightning.

The two of them went one after the other, Jin Yi just glanced at the old man, and then gave up on him, the food was already old and rotten, and it was in a vertical shape, moving back and forth on the sides of the two, looking at Mo Chenxiao from time to time.

Suddenly, it made a move, and slapped towards Mo Chenxiao, this claw contained extremely strong power, Mo Chenxiao had not yet made contact, he was shocked, and moved away in an instant.

That powerful force, opening mountains and cracking rocks, was so violent that it was enough to smash him directly to pieces.

Mo Chenxiao stopped his figure, watching the old man's figure gradually move away, Jin Yi scratched his ears and cheeks, and couldn't understand how this person dodged his slap.

Jin Yi roared a few times and slapped Mo Chenxiao again.

Mo Chenxiao's hand is a blood chain soul snatcher, colliding with Jin Yi's front paws, after the sudden collision, Jin Yi's palm is scorched black, and the injury is deep and visible.

Jin Yi withdrew his palm, shook it again and again, and suddenly let out a strange scream, and disappeared in an instant.

Mo Chenxiao's eyebrows pressed, let go of the battle intent in his heart, hid his breath, and quietly pursued away.

The old man ran for his life, the blood breath in his body was not suppressed, and wherever he passed through the land, the grass and trees gradually withered and yellowed, which provided Mo Chenxiao with a good clue to pursue.

Moreover, the old man had injuries on his body, and he could see blood dripping to the ground all the way.

After a few miles, the scene of the grass and trees withering and yellowing was directly cut off, and the blood and water no longer dripped down, and the clue was completely cut off from then on.

Mo Chenxiao still pursued forward, but it was difficult to find his bearing, and after an hour, he could only give up.

This is already the depths of the dense forest, and it is no longer the original mountain, Mo Chenxiao looked for a way, and after several tosses, he finally found the waterhole in the second half of the night.

At this time, the injuries on the black tiger have improved slightly, but it will still take a lot of time to completely recover.

A peaceful night's sleep, and on the second day, Mo Chenxiao came out of the mountain again.

The demon's lair has been destroyed, and the Black Mist Mountain Range's guards are less than two percent, and now is the time to make the next plan.

Mo Chenxiao came to the pit of the dead, where the blood lingzhi had been completely destroyed with their great battle, and the fireflies in the air had also shrunk significantly.

"Nightmare, the time has come. ”

Standing on top of the dead man's pit dozens of meters large, looking at the blood flames rolling in front of him, Mo Chenxiao's expression remained unchanged.

In the pit of the dead, the infinite amount of blood and water was boiling and boiling, as if it had life, and it seemed to be being steamed by a fire, and the corpses inside were floating and floating.

Above the pit of the dead, surrounded by anger, blood mist and fireflies flying, weaving a picture of relative death and life.

At this moment, another cart arrived, Mo Chenxiao reached out and grabbed the evil slave pushing the minecart, and threw it into the dead man's pit, only to see the blood flooding, and the evil slave was quickly drowned.

"With resentment as the bone, anger as the root, the great demon sacrifice, let's start!"

The demon mark flew out, changed its form, turned into a demon rune, and shrouded it down, a complex and mysterious array disk appeared in the void, and the phantom of the demon altar took shape inch by inch on the array disk.

Infinite blood surged into the sky, using blood as ink, outlining the altar track, laying the foundation for the altar, the void began to petrify, and the ancient, solemn and mysterious demon altar was completely presented in the void.

The demon altar was born, the wind and clouds danced between heaven and earth, the monstrous clouds swept into the sky, the demon sacrifice began, and the nine yin witches were dressed in revealing clothes, the void appeared, chanting the ritual sound, and stepping up to dance.

In an instant, the entire Black Mist Mountain Range, the anger and resentment in the sky turned into hideous faces, surging towards the demon altar.

At this moment, tens of thousands of miners in the Black Mist Mountains heard a voice in their hearts at the same time.

It was demonic bewitchment, but to them it was the voice of God, and the slaves, led by the mysterious voice, began to walk out of the mine and towards the pit of the dead.

The evil slave was alarmed, shouted and scolded, punched and kicked, and whipped with a long whip, but when he saw that the slave was angry, he inexplicably gave birth to a huge force, and the evil slave was easily restrained and torn to pieces.

The slaves seemed to be ignorant, and there were obstacles in front of them, and everything was torn apart.

Many evil slaves were frightened, but they were easily turned into flesh and blood, and finally they were pulled away by the nameless force.

The blood in the pit of the dead turned from deep to shallow, and then dried up, and all the blood and bones inside were gone.

The cloudy haze that permeated the entire Black Mist Mountain Range also converged, and above the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and layer after layer of clouds collapsed, turning into power and pouring into the altar.

Above the altar, in the center of the four demon horns, a blood-red ball gradually formed, getting bigger and bigger, and scattered mysterious fluctuations.