Chapter Seventy-Three: Snatching Food
Ryan's spirit body's swinging breath rushed towards the staff that Custer had thrown.
In an instant, "Where did the spirit come from!".
Custer felt the spirit from Ryan and subconsciously locked Ryan's position.
"Thorn Fury!" with a finger, a tender green vine spiraled directly at Ryan, and the speed was very fast.
"Blessing! Dark Moon God's Light!" the spiraling vines shimmered with blood.
Ryan's eyes furrowed, and the breath of blood-colored light made Ryan feel a tingling sensation for a moment.
The blood-colored attack of the Thorn Fury was damaging to Ryan's spirit, and Ryan's arm did not retract, and his head spun rapidly!
The blood-colored attack of the Wrath of Thorns and the attack of the cursed staff, one against the Ryan spirit and the other against the hellish space, seemed to have no choice.
Ryan's arm slammed into the cursed staff at the mouth of the Hell's Sacrifice Black Hole, and the twisted black hole was collapsing sharply.
With a "peng", the staff changed its flight path and fell crookedly.
But at this moment, the divine blood of the Dark Moon God on the cursed staff erupted violently in all directions.
The next moment, Ryan didn't have the idea of running away
With a wave of his hand, he put Leith and his body into the black hole that collapsed.
The "bang" hellhole disappeared into the air, and Ryan couldn't get the other guy into hell anymore.
The ensuing thorn rage stabbed directly at Ryan's spirit!
"Hiss" A cold breath surged into Ryan's mind in an instant!
Ryan shook his brain vigorously!"
The pain hurt Ryan, and Ryan felt like he was going to die. The spirit is getting thinner and thinner, and it is about to dissipate.
The bloody blood of the Dark Moon God above the cursed staff "ding" loudly,
In an instant, this square turned into a sea of blood, and all the living people and souls floated up and down in the sea of blood, like food in a cauldron of blood.
There was only the boiling sound of "plopping" at the scene, and could a living person who had been detached from his soul still make a sound?
"Dark Moon God, please take your time and enjoy this feast."
"I, Custer, will take care of this guy who wants to take the fruits of victory!" Castor looked back at Ryan, who was in trouble.
"No!" Ryan's blood-red eyes and hideous face shouted.
The eyes of the two of them met in unison, and the boiling anger burned.
The blessing of the evil god of the wrath of thorns seemed to burn Ryan's heart like a fire, and Ryan didn't know how to get rid of him, and now Custer faced himself again.
With a "whoosh", a blinding light burst into Ryan's hand in Teddylan's hand.
Following Custer's gaze, Teddilan spread the elven bow in his hand and shot a magic arrow that belonged to his heart at Ryan.
At the same time as a thought occurred in Ryan's mind, the blinding light had already shot on the body of Ryan's spirit body.
Suddenly, Ryan didn't seem to feel his body at all, and at that moment he seemed to be dead. I saw that most of Ryan's spirit body dissipated directly after the light.
"Damn," Ryan scolded inwardly.
An unprecedented sense of crisis came through Ryan's mind
"Calm down!" "Calm down!"
Ryan's head was spinning rapidly, it seemed that the power of the hell space was not enough to make him fearless, should he return to the hell space now, and see if there was a paralyzing feeling of lifting the wrath of thorns and this elven arrow in the hell space! Of course, in this case, it would be completely useless, and he would make a fuss.
Of course, another small thought that just flashed was to take a gamble and land directly in the sea of blood, and completely sacrifice all the souls and the blood of the Dark Blood God into the hell space. At that moment, the hellish space's longing for the sea of blood on the soles of Ryan's feet seemed to completely cover up the original fear!
Ryan gritted his teeth and flew into the sea of blood with the only remaining spirit the size of a head.
With a "plop" sound, Custer and the others looked at Ryan with the abnormal behavior suspiciously. They looked at each other and asked, "This guy is committing suicide?"
"Hiss" The coldness spread, and a swaying soul murmur shook in Ryan's ears, and the living people in the sea of blood were now only skeletons, as if the sea of blood was like a strong sulfuric acid, raging and eroding everything in the flesh.
Ryan, who is wrapped in the ability of hell space, has not tried the feeling of skinning and bloodthirsty, but in the gloomy sea of blood, Ryan will never have the feeling of wanting to come back again.
"All of this will be my St. Kaido Ryan's sacrifice" In an instant, Ryan's spirit returned to the hellish space, and in its place, a black hole reopened in its place.
A hellish force of "Huh" stirred up a sea of blood.
The sea of blood began to shake violently, and waves rippled one after another. It was as if the bottom of the sea had exploded.
Caster frowned at the anomaly. "What kind of being is that spirit?"
Suddenly, a whirlpool in the center of the sea of blood devoured and stirred.
An angry "ah" roar in the void alarmed Custer present.