Chapter Ninety-Three: Zhu Yue Goes Wrong
At this moment, the huge fireball in mid-air suddenly shone brightly, and the flames surged. The Flame Red Lotus instantly began to appear weak, unable to resist, and retreated one after another.
Seeing this, Dream Wuxi's face changed slightly, becoming extremely dignified. More blood-red vitality in the body is frantically output, supplementing the consumption of the Flame Red Lotus. But it was all in vain.
"Bang bang bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the six flame red lotuses in the air began to explode continuously, turning into countless tiny flame balls that shot out in all directions. The ground began to burn.
"Hahaha, die, indigenous, this is the end of going against my Gubei"
And Gu Bei's face showed a rampant laugh, and the sound echoed throughout the jade square. There was a hideous climb on his face, and the crimson vitality in his body roared out.
The huge fireball passed through the obstacles, and clear smoke continued to rise from the place it passed, drowning the figure of Dream Traceless and bombarding Dream Traceless's body.
The blood-red vitality around Dream Without a Trace roared out wildly, forming a blood-red vitality shield in front of him, protecting himself heavily.
"Bang!"
The fireball slammed into the blood-red Yuan Qi shield, making a muffled thunderous explosion.
A crisp cracking sound sounded, making Dream Wuxie's face change greatly.
Bang!
The Yuan Qi shield in front of Dream Without a Trace exploded. A powerful shockwave blasted into him, and his body shot backwards.
It slammed into a huge stone statue, and boom, the huge head of the stone statue was shattered and fell to the ground. The boulders kept falling off, and the figure of Dream without a trace was embedded in the stone statue.
His figure was spread out on the neck of the stone statue, and blood was constantly spilling from his mouth and nose.
"Poof!" Meng Wuxian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper. He felt like the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't move.
"Is there still an absolute gap between the intermediate and advanced martial arts of the spirit level after all, even if it has an increase in blood-red vitality, can't it?" Meng Wuxian looked at the dazzling sky, thinking in his heart.
In the distance, Gu Bei looked at the hard-hit dream without a trace, and his face was full of cruelty. Walk slowly towards the dream without a trace. He wanted to see how Dream Without a Trace begged for mercy and how he died in pain.
Dream Wuxian listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and there was not the slightest wave in his heart. Enduring the severe pain all over his body, he struggled to get up, knelt on one knee, and barely collapsed with his hands supporting his body.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face changed color and became even paler.
"I've lived in my dantian for so long, and then I'll see if you can give it any more power" Meng Wuxian ignored Gu Bei, who was approaching him, his mind was silent, and he kept communicating with the Zhuyue sword in his dantian. It was the last resort he could think of.
"Knock knock! knock!" As Dream Traceless continues to communicate, he may feel the crisis of the host. The Zhuyue Sword suspended in the dantian in Dream Without a Trace finally moved. It seems to have the amplitude of a heartbeat, one after another. There is constantly blood emanating from all over the body.
"Come on" Dream Wuxian roared angrily, stretched out his right hand, and the red light flashed away, only to see a rusty long sword appear in his hand.
Gu Bei looked at the rusty long sword in Meng Wuxi's hand and mocked: "You don't want to rely on this broken sword to defeat me, hahaha"
Dream Without a Trace Dream Without a Trace didn't have a chance Gu Bei's taunt, and the moment he held the Zhuyue Sword, the aura on his whole body began to change.
There was a constant overflow of evil energy above his head.
As the blood qi in his body continued to be sucked by the Zhuyue Sword, Meng Wuji's pale face became even more ugly.
Gradually, there was a bloody aura emanating from the dream without a trace, and a dangerous fluctuation spread out in the field.
Meng Wuxi's eyes slowly turned a little scarlet, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he felt that he was about to lose control of the Zhuyue Sword.
In the past, when he was in the Southern Wilderness, Liu Yixuan had talked to him alone, and with his cultivation at the peak of the Qi Realm, he must no longer be controlled by this sword, otherwise he would definitely die.
Now that he has broken through to the Qi Sea Realm, although he will not be controlled by this sword in an instant, he can only hold on to ten breaths of time. There is only a quick fix. Otherwise, I'm going to die here today.
Gu Bei felt the dangerous aura emanating from Meng Wuxi's body, and his face changed greatly. Without hesitation, with a wave of his right hand, the fireball instantly condensed, and said coldly: "Since you are so anxious to die, turn into ashes under my fireball."
In fact, this is also a manifestation of Gu Bei's fear, afraid that Dream Without a Trace will threaten him in the end.
Huge fireballs exploded towards Dream Without a Trace with rolling power. If he is hit in his current state, he will definitely die.
Dream Without a Trace looked at the fatal blow that came from the roar, and waved the Zhuyue Sword in his right hand. I saw that the Zhuyue Sword turned into a blood dragon.
"Roar!" a roar like an angry dragon rang out, and the blood-colored dragon roared out with an endless aura, opening its bloody jaws and biting down on the fireball.
"Boom!"
The moment the blood-colored dragon collided with the fireball, it burst apart and dissipated invisibly.
"How is that possible?" Gu Bei roared in horror with a face full of disbelief.
How could this dream traceless attack become so strong all at once, what level of weapon was that rusty sword. Could it be the ultimate spiritual weapon?
Gu Bei didn't have time to think about it, a jade pendant appeared in his hand, crushed it, and a transparent energy enchantment appeared in front of Gu Bei's body, firmly protecting him.
The blood dragon had arrived, and when it slammed into the energy barrier, the space shook, and a circle of shockwaves visible to the naked eye raged. The entire Jade Square was already in a mess under the ravages of powerful energy, and it was impossible to find a good place.
"Click, click", like the call of death, knocked on Gubei's heart.
Gu Bei's face was shocked, and he no longer had the victory just now. This energy enchantment was able to withstand the blows of ordinary Yuan Mansion realm masters, and now it was beginning to be unable to withstand the attacks of an early peak of the Qi Sea Realm.
If it weren't for the energy that was constantly raging in front of him, Gubei would have thought he was dreaming.
"Bang!" An explosion sounded coming, and the energy barrier in front of Gu Bei shattered. And the blood dragon's energy had also been exhausted, turning into a rusty long sword that shot towards Gu Bei's heart.
Rubbing against the air, there was a constant snarling sonic boom.
At this time, Gubei had no time to dodge, so he could only shift his body and avoid the fatal blow to his heart.
"Whew!"
The Zhuyue Sword pierced through Gu Bei's right arm, carrying a large amount of blood and inserting it into the jade floor dozens of zhang behind Gu Bei.
At this time, the jade floor was like a spider's web, full of eyes, cracked, and there was a sinister aura on the surface, corroding deep pits on the floor.
"Ahh
I saw Gu Bei's body take a few steps back, looking at a small wound on his right hand, and shouted with fear on his face.
Because on the wound on his right arm, there was a red-black evil qi constantly emitting out, eroding the flesh and blood of his right arm. Black smoke was constantly coming out, making a sizzling sound of corrosion.
The intense pain made Gu Bei's face even more hideous.
On his arm, a sword mark of a few centimeters instantly spread to the size of a bowl, and the wound continued to spread.
The vitality in Gubei's body continued to roar out, trying to stop the erosion of this evil qi, but it had no effect. Gu Bei looked at the time when the evil qi was about to erode to the root of his arm and spread to his body. His face was fierce, and a white jade sword appeared in his right hand.
With a wave of the long sword, he actually cut off his right arm, and then a milky white pill appeared on Gu Bei's left hand, and there was a surging medicinal power on the surface. Quickly crushed, sprinkled on the broken part of his right arm, and the continuous gushing blood was stopped instantly.
And Gu Bei's broken arm fell to the ground, and after a while, it was already eroded by the evil qi and turned into flying ashes. If he was one step too late, he estimated that even if he was self-harming, it would be too late.
Gu Bei's decisiveness made the corners of Meng Wuji's eyes in the distance jump slightly, and he said secretly: "Sure enough, he is a difficult opponent, this courage is not something that ordinary people can have."
However, Gu Bei, who had cut off his arm, obviously paid a lot of price, his face became extremely pale, and even the aura on his body decreased.
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