The blood demon skill in the body and the immortal yin and yang meridian devoured the flesh and blood, soul and life so wildly, even if all the people present were cyan blood, from the beginning to the present, Yang Jinxi had only killed three, and two of them were all unexpected.

With such a large consumption, this is a loss-making business, and the continuous flow of blood and energy has supported him to be in a terrifying state of madness, but now this kind of pure behavior of eating the old book is no different from suicide.

Yang Jianxi lowered his head, his original delicate and black hair had been restored with the absorption of the blood of those two types of people before, and with the destruction blow of Yang Jinxi's bombardment of the old lady turtle man, it turned yellow.

Several half-black, half-white pills appeared in the skinny withered claws, wrapped in the mysterious black and white qi.

Without much thought, all of them were stuffed into their mouths, and there were no chews, or no teeth to chew at all.

Although it is a drop in the bucket, it can also be used to comfort the restless soul and heart.

"Devil's claw, up!"

A roar, a few words hissed out of his chapped throat.

A pair of dry palms seem to be weathered and dissipated into the yellow sand at any time.

It is unimaginable that as Yang Jianxi falls, on the palms of such a pair of hands, the five fingers will grow back to the nails like steel nails that have just been soaked in the blood pool, reflecting his rotten body under the gray space.

"It's worthy of purple blood, if I had it, I'm afraid it would have been in the world long ago, dirty rat, you have defiled this holy purple at all, I will pump it down for you." ”

As he spoke, he raised his bow and three arrows at will...... Boom.

Accompanied by these three beams of black light, there were also three werewolves with knives, I didn't see any movements from them before, but now I was afraid that I was about to die, and I was afraid that I would lose the opportunity, so I stopped watching the play.

Yang Jinxi didn't say anything back this time, in fact, he had no way to retreat at all, the forest behind him was densely packed with all kinds of wild beasts, and the momentum between the breaths was not ordinary strength. They are all attracted by the movement here, and the main thing is that it is inseparable from the strong smell of blood here.

It is estimated that the momentum of the scene has made them stand still, waiting for the end of this battle to be a new round of fighting.

With a roar, the suppressed blood qi around it was instantly ignited, Yang Jinxi's face was distorted, and his claws exuded a murderous luster in the air.

"I ...... I'm going to drink blood!"

With one claw, he cut off the three cold arrows that rushed in front of him, ignoring the three werewolves coming from three directions, and headed straight for the centaur under the tree.

"The dead man who put the penny gun, I'll help you chop your hands!"

As he spoke, he dodged a knife light that came from him, and by the way, he gave the werewolf a claw, leaving a deep three lines on his gray hairy face, in a hissing scream

The cyan color of one hand melted into the body in an instant.

"I'll have time to meet Faxxy, he's the ancestor of your knife, rubbish!"

Leaping high, as if possessed by a werewolf, his hands were crossed with his grasps, ignoring the scars on his back that had been slashed by the other two werewolves, even though the bones were visible.

Seeing this, the centaurs were first shocked, and then looked disdainful.

"Mouse, speed up with my Centaurs?"

As soon as the words fell, in Yang Jianxi's blood-red sight, this centaur with a big bow in one hand and an iron arrow in the other hand with his disdainful smile was still in place.

Yang Jianxi pounced, not only that, but as his blow missed, he stopped, and a new round of killing came towards him.

"I'm ......"

Before the words were finished, a new round of Tai Chi appeared on the soles of his feet again, gradually forming a semi-circle shape to protect Yang Jinxi inside, and the black and white yin and yang diagram flowed on it to resist this round of nirvana by more than a dozen peak gold fighters.

Energy and energy were suppressed here, Yang Jinxi half-knelt on the ground, his hands stretched out in front of him, and his palms flashed with black and white blood qi to support this protective shield.

The body is being cut round by round, and this kind of taste of life being constantly squeezed dry may only be able to have the ultimate experience by Yang Jinxi.

"Boy, in this case, you can be regarded as a character, even if it is dark gold, I am afraid you can't bear it, but I didn't expect you to be such a baby who is guarded by countless dark gold every day, and I picked it up today. ”

"A rat who doesn't know the height of the sky, isn't it good to hide well? Or do you want to die......?

"Mole ant, I'll take your purple, this thousand spirit stones at your fingertips......"

One taunt after another came, and Yang Jianxi was all fart, shaking his body wildly to resist their bombardment.

"A group of bullshit things, do you know what purple blood is, do you know what Yang Jinxi is. These words burst out of his throat, he had no way back, death did not belong to him, at least before Yang Yiyi woke up, and it was the same after!

"I pass hell by myself, hell is behind me, I am the devil. ”

"Give it to me...... Give me...... Get out of the way!"

Treading on pieces of rocky ground, the skeletons that were gradually propped up upwards were broken one by one, and the color of this round of yin and yang passports was deepening, deepening.

"Hey, that centaur, give him two more arrows lest anything happen again. ”

Konica struck another blow of his own fighting skills, beckoned Yang Jinxi to the center of the field, and then turned his head and yelled at the men and horses on the other side.

"Shut your wolf's mouth and come and order me less"

Brulu replied with evil words, saying this, or did he draw arrows from behind his back, and raised his bow, and fired three arrows in a row as he spoke: "Seeing that you three brothers don't seem to have done their best, how can you drop, can this precious mouse be snatched from me by you?"

"My Centaur are not only skilled in archery, but also not slow. ”

As he spoke, the four hooves rubbed back and forth on the rocky ground.

Not only him and the three werewolves on the other side, but the rest of the dozen or so peak golden fighters present at the scene released their attacks, and while they released attacks at Yang Jianxi, their eyes were staring at that place, but the fighting skills of various colors were mixed together in one place to block the line of sight and not be able to see Yang Jianxi's figure clearly.

I can only feel that the energy is still being resisted by something and is constantly accumulating, so as to know that the mouse is not dead.

Everyone consciously kept their hands, not afraid of blowing Yang Jianxi into slag, they were all saving their strength to carry out a new round of snatching in the next guess.

Each of them has a ghost in their hearts, and they seem to have forgotten the original appearance of this battlefield that has been opened up many times, or who originally caused it.

It is also true that the thousand spirit stones that are close in front of you seem to be immediately readily available, and anyone who wants to be carried away by the beauty of their own imagination.

It's just that what they have forgotten for a while this time is a rare opportunity for Yang Jinxi, who is still carrying in the terrifying energy.

A melodious sound broke the horror that was full of blood, as if evoking something in memory, and the visible notes were flying with the gradually rising breeze, dispelling the blood mist created by Yang Jixi. This is the spiritual power of substance, gathering, dispersing, slowly filling every corner of the scene.

One by one, the notes gradually turned into pieces of sound blades, and the familiar taste and familiar melody hit again.

Yang Jinxi, who was still resisting to the death, used his life to carry the power of hell to carry the attacks of more than a dozen genius peak golden fighters, and the reason why he didn't dodge again was because he couldn't afford it, and his body, soul, and life were now overdrawn to the limit.

Under the shield of yin and yang, they couldn't see their own figures clearly because of their mixed fighting skills, and they were not unaware of the situation outside.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the wisps of sound waves like water and smoke seem to be soothing the traumatized body and mind, Yang Jianxi bared his teeth, and a smile that was difficult to see bloomed on the extremely disgusting dry face.

Xindao: You're not here to play me, right, if you want to take a slow step, the two of us will have to send a double kill today......"

"Mystery and Sound Killing!"

A voice that had been forgotten by everyone slid again, still so beautiful, and harmoniously formed a sea of sound with the dancing music present.

A moment of beauty, followed by the tumbling lava, the sound blade that got the command tore apart the magnificence of the appearance, and killed indiscriminately in the field, this time it was even more terrifying than before, the dense spurs were no longer ice slag, it was a churning lava, all desperate, there was no reason why her cartel didn't give it her all out,

What's more, the Liuwei Rehmannia Pill that Yang Zhenxi threw to her earlier really had no effect on herself, and in her current situation, her body was a bottomless pit, but those few Liuwei Rehmannia samples were an upgraded version of the medicinal materials in the Treasure Pavilion of the Old Man of Tianji when she was in the desolate cave.

With the richness of the vitality of the medicinal herbs, the few pills given to her are real immortal medicines, and they can definitely make the Pharmacist Association crazy.

It is no wonder that Yang Jinxi has been fighting here for so long, the fundamental purpose is to give Carter a breather, and this battle is not something he can control alone after all.

"Oh no, it's the old woman, isn't the cartel dead?"

Similar questions stretched out in their hearts, but for a moment they didn't dwell too much,

Yang Jianxi, who had been engrossed in front of him before, suddenly struck again, even more terrifying than before.

The cold one caught them off guard, and even a few of them were left with blood by the cartel's sudden sideways kick, and the encirclement that surrounded Yang Jinxi was also broken by the hot spiritual attack like lava.

A sudden great magician is really not a cover, although she is still at the end of the crossbow, but Yang Jinxi's three six-flavored rehmannia pills are definitely not a joke.