Everyone watched Mo Chu enter the battle again, and his goal this time was very clear, that is, the bloody man who was tortured very badly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The long arrow shot out directly, and Mo Chu's body jumped rapidly under the cover of the lotus sword, and at the same time, the dead Dark Devouring Shang Ruo Butterfly was summoned by Mo Chu again, and the blood-colored lotus that had stopped recovering bloomed again with the help of the Dark Devouring Shang Ruo Butterfly.

At the same time, Mo Chu's target was on the legs of the bloody man. He had just observed that in addition to that strange eye, the other parts of the bloody man were injured, and their energy came from the energy in the blood sucking array in the legs, and he wanted to try to see if he could completely destroy its legs, or speed up the flow of energy in the blood array, and even if it didn't work, attacking the legs could slow down the dexterous attack of the bloody man.

His Dark Devouring Upper Butterfly has died too much, and if he continues like this, he will eventually lose a lot of the Hidden Devouring Upper Butterfly in the Sea of Consciousness in his body.

The body moved with his heart, Mo Chu slid, and his body appeared directly on the back of the blood man, he only wanted this to be a short moment, because the blood man's eyes could rotate three hundred and sixty degrees of weird eyes, he wanted to cause more damage in the shortest possible time.

He condensed his soul power and directly conjured up a five-meter-long large knife, which slashed directly at the ankle where the bloody man was the fulcrum.

The bloody man who was suddenly attacked below fell to the ground on one knee without any force, and his force shook the ground, and the other people in the distance around him also swayed, and the blood in the blood array jumped in the air with the force, and some splashed on the ground, and soon turned into black ashes, Mo Chu in the battle did not notice this, and the crowd in the distance did not pay attention, but they found out about the silver wings at close range.

Bart clapped his hands violently, "Such a great force has not caused damage to the ground of the formation, which shows that we can't think about destroying the formation, the key is to make it stop moving, and it is these weird blood that stops moving." ”

Yinyang next to him hadn't noticed this before, and it was really strange that he used eighty percent of the force under his feet to shake the ground, but there was no crack in it.

Pointing to the dilapidated building on the edge, he asked, "Then why is it that where it can be destroyed, but not here?"

Bart shook his head, "Where can I manage so much, let's find a way to get this blood out first." ”

Silver Wing was pondering, they couldn't use soul power now, they couldn't destroy these formations with their power, and they couldn't directly contact these blood at will, so what else could they do to solve the current dilemma now?

He looked up at Mo Chu, who was struggling with the blood man, and suddenly remembered something, he took out a small jade and threw it tentatively in the blood pool, the jade was instantly swallowed by blood, and then everyone found that the energy in the jade had also disappeared.

Then he took out a small cup made of stone and threw it into the pool of blood, still devoured, and soon the hard stone was absorbed as well.

"What about the wood?" suggested Wen Jun, who understood Silverwing's intentions.

Silverwing shook his head, "I don't have any wood here," yes, he was trying to use the stupidest way to scoop the blood out of the blood array, pour it on the ground, and turn it into that black ash.

"Wood," the others rummaged through their spatial rings, hoping to find a wooden container.

Soon, Luo Sheng turned out a rice bowl made of wood, the size of a palm, very delicate.

He threw it in the blood array, and found that the rice bowl made of wood did not sink, but kept floating on it, and the power of the wood attribute in it was not lost.

No, no, the wood attribute is still wearing out, but it's so slow that they ignore it.

"The wood can be, but it will still be lost, we must pay attention to the wood properties when we use it, don't get blood on our own," Luoshang contributed a set of four wooden bowls that Boga carved for him, and Boga next to him saw the wooden bowl that Luoshang took out and remembered that there should be a lot of good wood in his space.

He took them out one by one, these were still complete pieces of wood, each section was more than a meter long, and Silver Wing held a piece of wood and fell into deep thought, he was thinking about what kind of props were more suitable for this scene.

If Mo Chu knew what they were thinking, he would have shouted loudly about the wooden spoon! A big spoon with a long handle was just right.

It's a pity that all his mind is now focused on the battle of the blood people, but he doesn't have the heart to clone himself.

However, Yinyu tried the wooden bowl, and without getting blood, he could only scoop up the blood at the bottom of the bowl, which was too little, and he couldn't help but suggest: "Can you make one?" and he deliberately gestured with his hand.

Bart immediately understood that he had a real set of knives in his hand to carve these gadgets.

Silver Wing also understood the meaning of the silver wing, took a knife and carved it, everyone present became sculptors, and the fastest movements in their hands were naturally Boga, who was used to carpentry, and Silver Wing, who was calm.

Soon a wooden spoon took shape, and Silver Wing deliberately dug the top one very deep, just to hold more blood. When he finished this, he saw someone else in a hurry take another one, and then he two were formed, and Boga was also two formed.

"I can only make seven, and I'll go to other people and ask if there's any wood," Boga said regretfully, dozens of people are waiting here, and there are only seven of them, which is really too little.

The amount of a drop in the bucket was indeed not enough, so Yinyu immediately went to someone else to borrow wood. Bart kept an eye on it and followed behind Yinyu, this is the young patriarch of their tribe, and nothing can happen.

They went out to borrow wood, and the rest of them took seven wooden spoons and began to act, and the blood that was scooped out did turn into black ashes when they were sprinkled on the ground, which made everyone happy, although this method was the most stupid, but it was undoubtedly very useful so far.

Everyone was very busy, and the black mastiff came up to ask curiously, and knowing the reason, he ran back to the place where his tribe was, and began to ask who had such a wooden vessel.

Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, one is prosperous, and the other is lost, so everyone is very happy.

They carefully turned around and got a lot of wood, which can definitely make a dozen or so.

The first batch of wooden spoons only lasted for more than ten minutes, and they were all reimbursed, and the blood they got out had been covered with a thick layer of black ash on the ground in front of them, and no one rashly stepped on it.

They scooped the blood in full swing on this side, and on the other side, Mo Chu seemed to have found a way to restrain the blood man, and his body quickly turned around at the foot of the blood man, competing with the speed of its strange eyes, and the weapon in his hand could really be described as seventy-two changes, and everything came out.