Everyone in the cabin looked at each other and didn't know what to do, and Cao Luo outside was also unhappy.

It was thick blood red in all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish the southeast and northwest, and even gravity had an effect, even if Cao Luo withdrew the energy he used for flight, he planned to judge it from this to the bottom of the situation.

The King of Ink Crows was too strong and too cautious, and instead of being annoyed and angry when he suffered a small loss from Cao Luo, he left behind his pride as a strong man and took the initiative to unite all the clansmen to lay such a net.

Cao Luo is now like he is in a swimming pool, and he doesn't seem to have any equipment such as swimming goggles, so he can only flutter in it weakly, no matter how hard he tries, he can't put it into practice, and that feeling of powerlessness is simply explosive.

Cao Luo had never encountered such a dangerous situation, even the last time he faced the four Saint-level early Apa at the same time, or the previous time when he fought alone against the heavily armored enchanted giant and the two god-level mechas, he didn't feel like this, as if he had been thrown into an unknown time and space, and despair swept through his body.

"Boy! Brat! Wake up! Lao Cao's voice sounded anxiously, and the colorful tiger under his crotch shrugged down very spiritually, dragging Cao Luo back from the pain just now.

Cao Luo fought a cold war suddenly, came back to his senses, and gradually calmed down, although there was still boundless blood red in front of him, but he was not alone, he still had two comrades-in-arms.

"Lao Cao, can't you scan anything?" Cao Luo asked.

"Boy, we're quite unlucky, this is the famous range skill of the Ink Raven King-Blood Prison, as long as the strong people trapped in this place, whether it is a human or a strange beast or Apa, they can only be gradually digested, and then assimilated into a part of the Blood Prison and become the nourishment of that group of crows." Lao Cao's voice was full of solemnity: "In this kind of place, even the scanning of the god-level system has been cut off. ”

"Damn it!" Cao Luo scolded, first patted the head of the colorful tiger under his crotch, and slapped it into a stream of energy to absorb it back into his body, just for a moment, Cao Luo could feel that the blood prison had snatched away part of the energy of the colorful tiger.

So domineering!

Cao Luo vigilantly watched the movements around him, although it was only a dead silence, he still didn't dare to relax his mind a little, lest he be attacked by the ruthless Ink Raven King.

Lao Cao was also trying his best to supply the operation of Cao Luo's battle armor, and he didn't care about the growth of the blood prison, so he took out another piece of energy crystal to absorb, and with the protection of the battle armor, Cao Luo still couldn't do anything for a while.

"Wow————!" The rough and hoarse crow cry was very beautiful in the ears of Cao Luo, who was now about to go crazy, but Cao Luo's action of expressing gratitude was very extraordinary, and the dawn in his hand waved in that direction.

No missiles or knives are used, so you can save as much energy as possible.

The crow's cry stopped abruptly, and before Cao Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, another place also began to chirp.

I don't know how long it took to be after.

Cao Luo's eyes are red and red, and he can almost enter the population of red-eyed crows, this is because of the nervous tension caused by the non-stop fighting, and the crows in all directions are like the whack-a-moles that Cao Luo played when he was a child, and you have no idea where the next "gopher" will come out of it.

Lao Cao's temptation is still meaningless, there is no usable signal in this ghost place, Cao Luo can only rely on his fighting instinct to barely maintain his current state, if it weren't for Lao Cao's constant reminder and communication, Cao Luo would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Cao Luo has already understood the real horror of the Blood Prison, it is not the so-called digestion and absorption at all, but the desperate pain in it all the time, the kind of discomfort that no matter how hard he tries, he can't provoke a little reaction, the strong man trapped in it, one day, his patience will be worn out, he will become hysterical, he will use all his means, vent in this space, and finally run out of oil, let the Blood Prison digest his broken body.

At that time, the people who were killed may still be grateful in their hearts.

Cao Luo couldn't bear it anymore, and his hands became heavier and heavier, first with the knife gang, and then with all kinds of missiles, but these usually extremely powerful tricks were like mud cows entering the sea at this moment, and there was no response at all.

Cao Luo ignored it and continued to vent.

If Lao Cao is alone, he should be in a hurry at this time, as a system that can sleep for more than ten years, such a crisis will not affect him much, but what he didn't expect was Cao Luo's reaction.

This kid is too ······ It's usual.

Although Lao Cao usually ridicules Cao Luo in various ways, he still recognizes Cao Luo's identity as the first person of the young generation in his heart, whether it is in terms of strength or various mental qualities, it is difficult for ordinary young people to shoot.

But why did such a young man collapse so quickly?

Cao Luo didn't seem to be able to hear Lao Cao's anxious shouts, and blindly went his own way, throwing all kinds of tricks that he usually used because of saving energy and money and not throwing money out, and Lao Cao was a little shocked to watch.

Finally, Cao Luo stopped.

As if the body had been hollowed out, it floated in a blood-red patch like a corpse, and only the slightly twitching limbs indicated that the young man was still alive.

Calm again, the hoarse sound of the crow that had just called but subsided sounded again, but this time, Cao Luo didn't react at all, and let the blood dance around him become thicker and thicker, and even strictly distinguished it from other places.

Lao Cao was cut off from the signal, he couldn't scan Cao Luo at all, and his emotions were also extremely excited at this time, and the trembling ring mecha rippled with a layer of invisible ripples, which was quietly perceived by the guys behind the blood prison curtain.

The one-eyed quietly opened, although it was also blood-red, but people would unconsciously be attracted by this one-eye, it was so weird and terrifying in the blood prison.

One-eyed silently stared at Cao Luo's immobile body, watching the thick blood mist rush forward, as if he was eating some incomparably delicious meal, and the bursting energy showed that this young man who was still majestic just now like a god descended to earth has now become a fish on the chopping board.

But he was still hesitating, and the cautious character he had developed over the years made him not believe everything he saw at all, and he had to take three steps for every step he took, and he didn't dare to bet.

Watching his subordinates happily share their food, and feeling their energy gradually starting to rise, his heart moved.

Well, it's been so long now, it's just a young man, and it's enough time for him to break down twice - it's time for today's dinner.

"Wow————!"

Compared with the other crows, the voice that was more than a little louder sounded suddenly, and the blood mist around Cao Luo stopped suddenly, as if they were struggling and as if they were reluctant, they were hesitating and making trade-offs, whether they should give up the supplement in front of them that was difficult to refuse.

King Crow: Get out of here!

The formation of the Beast King of the Ability suddenly opened, and whether it stopped or hesitated just now, they were all bumped into by this huge figure that rushed over savagely.

The blood color became more and more intense, gradually turning from red to purple, and then from purple to black, gradually forming the huge body of the Ink Raven King.

In the Blood Prison, all the crows are one, they share the flesh and blood of each prey, share their energy, and every absorption of the strong is a transformation of the population.

But today is different.

Today, the Raven King has no intention of dividing evenly.

Ever since the battle just now, the Raven King had been keenly aware that this young man had an awe-inspiring, high-minded but intoxicating chasing sensation like a poppy, and he had a hunch that if he absorbed this energy, he would not be able to go further.

The name of the Beastmaster of Ability, he has been for many years, and he has a greater ambition.

The Beast Emperor.

So, with a high-grade tonic like this, how can an ordinary little minion have the possibility of getting involved?

It's close! It's close! Although it was the heart of the Ink Raven King, it began to boil at this moment, he saw the arrival of future glory, saw the grand scene of all beings bowing their heads, saw the grandeur of his domination of the world, and saw his own beautiful gold.

Golden?

In the blood prison, where does the gold come from?

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving." There was no sound around, but through the vibration of the Blood Prison Ripples, the Ink Raven King still received this sentence in an instant, and he was caught off guard, and his one-eyed eyes looked at the armor that raised his head.

Kryptonite strike!

Between the loser and the loser, Cao Luo decisively chose the loser, although the assets left by the Cao family are becoming more and more scarce, but Cao Luo has to do this every time he uses it, in order to better destroy the enemy!

The Ink Raven King, who was not expected at all, was directly hit, the violent explosion brought endless pain, the blood prison boiled like boiling hot water, and countless red mist wanted to squeeze into Cao Luo's body, trying to use this way to contain Cao Luo's actions.

But, does it work?

Cao Luo felt no, before the Ink Crow King could react, Cao Luo's dawn was ready.

Dao Gang: Go all out!

In addition to bringing a helping hand to Cao Luo, the summoning technique is also equivalent to a power bank nature, Cao Luo can temporarily store his energy in it, causing the illusion that he has run out of oil.

Beastly instincts played a major role in this moment, and he felt the Ink Raven King pounce.

He pumped his energy back, condensing it on his own dawn.

The feeling of revenge is always so wonderful, it is simply intoxicating and inextricable, and the sword gang that was launched with all his strength, with Cao Luo's supreme longing and gratitude, mercilessly killed the king of the ink crow.

"Wow————!"

It was still the familiar and disgusting crow call, but now, Cao Luo could clearly feel the pain, unwillingness, and ······ Afraid.

When the Ink Raven King, who had been hit by the Krypton blow, felt the attack launched by Cao Luo with all his might, he finally understood why he was so eager for this young man's energy.

This is not a human being, this is clearly the bloodline of the Alien Beast, perhaps it is more reasonable to call it the bloodline of the "Alien Man", which contains fluctuations that he reveres but despairs.