Inadvertently hit a soul-shaking trick, Ding Yin was like being hit in the head by a sledgehammer, his brain was confused for a while, and the offensive stopped suddenly, staggering and unsteady like drunk. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The samurai was overjoyed and was about to take the opportunity to attack, when a white light shot from his chest, he flashed in a hurry, the white light flew by his body, but most of his arm was gone.

At the critical moment, Canglong arrived and turned on the laser cannon directly at the samurai. Canglong didn't want to save Ding Yin, saving him was just by the way, the most important thing was to kill the samurai.

After such a delay, Ding Yin came back to his senses, hugged the warrior as soon as he opened his mouth, and bit him on the neck.

Maybe it's not coming back to his senses, if he is sensible, the top priority is to escape from this dangerous place first, not to eat, you know, if Canglong is ruthless, the two of them may be shot together, but it's a pity that Ding Yin has been dominated by instinct now.

The ogre faced the dragon, and the onmyoji drew the sword at his waist, and in just a second, he could stab Ding Yin, he had already seen that Ding Yin was of the blood of the dark system, and was seriously injured, and his sword had the effect of destroying evil, and if he was stabbed, he would definitely die.

Canglong hesitated: as a soldier, he really didn't want to hurt the innocent, but the murderer of his comrades was there, how did he choose?

Fortunately, he didn't have to choose anymore, because Jiang Li had already rushed over, and she let out a loud shout and slashed at the Onmyoji.

Compared with killing, it is naturally important to save life, the onmyoji waved the feather fan in his right hand, and a bright yellow gold-armored warrior blocked in front of the knife, which was the armor that was destroyed by the blue wolf before, as a style god, as long as the spirit body is not destroyed, it can be summoned by the onmyoji again at any time.

Jiang Li's sword momentum remained unchanged, but he added three points of strength, and before the gold-armored warrior could draw his sword, it was split in half, and "lala" was scattered all over the ground, Jiang Li's sword momentum slowed down, and continued to slash towards the Onmyoji.

The Onmyoji feather fan waved again, and a woman's phantom stood in front of the knife, and the female ghost let out a frightened scream, and was still split in half by the knife, slowly disappearing.

The knife momentum slowed down a little again, and the Onmyoji raised the Tai Dao in his hand to parry Jiang Li's long knife.

The sword momentum was exhausted, Jiang Li's left hand five fingers stretched out, and with a volley of empty grip, a wind blade suddenly appeared behind the onmyoji's head, with a sharp whistling sound, cutting towards his neck.

The yin wind suddenly rose, and dozens of yin spirits suddenly appeared around the onmyoji, the yin souls had a painful expression, but they screamed and rushed towards the wind blade, and several yin spirits joined forces, at the cost of annihilation, and finally blocked the wind blade.

Before he could release more Yin Souls, Jiang Li's fist came to the front again, and the remaining Yin Souls screamed and rushed towards the fist, but they were wiped out under the abundant power of qi and blood on the fist.

Jiang Li turned around, and the long knife pointed at Canglong: "You are not welcome here!" ”

"I know!"

Seeing that the samurai had already rolled his eyes, Canglong knew that there was no longer a need for him to make a choice, and with the skeleton swordsman and archer who had just caught up, he rumbled away again.

"I owe you a personal favor!" He walked so neatly that Jiang Li felt a little sorry for others, so he shouted loudly, and he didn't know if Canglong heard it.

The priest and the white-haired swordsman finally eliminated a few skeletons, and the priest gasped and said, "Go and see?" ”

The white-haired swordsman's face was whiter than his hair, and he said angrily: "I'm going to go to you." ”

"Forget it." The priest said helplessly.

Ding Yin's condition is very bad, the samurai is dead, he is still there to suck blood, even if the skeleton scratches his back, he just throws the skeleton away.

Jiang Li killed the last few skeletons and asked worriedly, "Is he okay?" ”

The bat smiled bitterly: "Do you look like he's fine, he's dominated by animal nature now, and if he can't wake up on his own, you might as well knock him out." ”

"Okay."

After a while, Ding Yin had finished sucking blood, he threw the warrior's corpse casually, stared at Jiang Li with red eyes, and let out a low roar in his throat.

"Hey, wake up." Jiang Li stretched out his hand and waved in front of him.

Originally, although Ding Yin lost consciousness, but subconsciously thought that Jiang Li was not easy to provoke, and was hesitating whether to pounce on it, Jiang Li's expression of kindness made her danger level in Ding Yin's heart plummet, and in his consciousness that was now as simple as a beast, since it was not a dangerous creature, it was food.

Therefore, he pounced in an instant, pressed his claws to his shoulders, and the fangs that were still dripping with blood pressed towards Jiang Li's snow-white neck.

So fast! Ding Yin's speed now is much faster than when he was awake.

Fortunately, Jiang Li has also been in battle for a long time, and with a kick of his legs, he kicked him out, and instantly exerted his strength, and chased after Ding Yin before he landed, and it was a hammer in the back of his head.

A miserable white appeared in Ding Yin's scarlet eyes, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Whew-" Jiang Li let out a big breath and said to Draculas, "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life." ”

Draculas was a little confused: "I hope he will wake up." ”

It seems that if the primary blood clan is dominated by instinctive consciousness for various reasons, nearly half of them will not be able to wake up, and if they can't wake up, the best result will be to become a blood beast raised by other blood clans. No, the great Draculas wouldn't be so unlucky!

Jiang Li clapped his hands: "Just waiting? ”

"Well, it's up to his luck." Draculas was a little depressed.

"It's going to be fine." Jiang Li covered Ding Yin with his clothes, put the bits and pieces beside him, and said.

"I hope so!" Draculas looked up at the sky, his little face, not much bigger than his thumb, full of loneliness.

Jiang Li sighed, and from Draculas's attitude, he could see that the form was really not optimistic. But as a friend, I can't abandon him casually, so I have to guard him by the side.

Trying to recall the wild bear, only to find that it had already been destroyed by the skeleton, Jiang Li couldn't help but secretly regret it: he should have found it back as soon as possible, after all, it was also a helper in the realm of metamorphosis, but it was a pity that it was difficult to buy a thousand dollars and knew it earlier.

Soon, the fleeing skeletal archer came back with a probe in his head.

It slowly poked its head out from behind the stone pillar, and found Jiang Li staring at it with wide eyes, and shrank back in fright.

After waiting for a while, he found that Jiang Li did not move, and slowly stretched out his head again.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry to attack, but looked at it with interest, this skeleton was obviously much smarter than those stupid monsters, it was so far away, it might not be able to kill it, and Ding Yin's current situation was obviously not suitable for leaving him alone.

Seeing that Jiang Li didn't move, the skeleton cautiously leaned out half of its body, and at this time Jiang Li found that the skeleton's left arm was obviously thicker, obviously, I don't know where to pick up an arm and replace it, and it was the arm of a swordsman, because it had an extra bone sword in its hand.