The Blood Gu King's dark black compound eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was sleepy.

However, after a while, the Blood Gu King shook his head vigorously, his compound eyes widened suddenly, and he turned a few times flexibly.

Suddenly, a chilling evil aura collided in the golden cage.

The golden light and the black smoke rubbed together, setting off a wave of qi, and those broken corpses and stenching blood splattered in all directions.

The Blood Gu King sensed that someone wanted to get close to the blood pool and snatched the prey from its mouth, and jumped up angrily in the golden light curtain.

It let out a menacing roar of rage, opening its mouth to spit out a blood-colored red light.

The blood light bloomed like fireworks, like thunder exploding in mid-air, and then turned into thousands of arrows of light, shooting towards the top of the light mask.

Ren Mingyu's eyes were dyed golden little by little, and the golden light was overflowing, blurred with pain, and filled with water vapor.

He frowned, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Because of the blow of the Blood Gu King, Ren Mingyu's throat was slightly sweet, and he forcibly suppressed the mouthful of blood and swallowed it again.

The light in those peach blossom eyes suddenly shone like a golden crow, revealing a ruthless and tenacious light.

The spiritual power in Ren Mingyu's body kept withdrawing, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the movement of the pinch in his hand did not stop, flying into a shadow.

Ren Mingyu didn't want to die, constantly increasing the output of spiritual power, and only thought about trapping the fierce beast in front of him.

The pale lips of snow continued to overflow with intricate incantations, turning into golden characters one after another, flying towards the place where the light mask was broken.

The original crumbling golden light mask was reinforced, and it was even more dazzling.

A look of struggle flashed in the Blood Gu King's compound eyes, his eyes were full of anger and soaked in scarlet.

A black magic circle suddenly lit up under it, and the characters that appeared on it were floating in a black mist, which was eerie and terrifying.

The pair of ferocious compound eyes kept opening and closing, and the Blood Gu King's consciousness became more and more psychedelic.

After a few moments, its vision was finally taken over by darkness, and it froze in place, unmoving.

However, before it fell into a dream, countless blood Gu worms seemed to have been instructed to start a new round of counterattack.

What's even more bizarre is that one by one, the corpses that have long since fallen staggered to their feet.

The eyes that had dimmed when they were dead suddenly lit up with oozing blood.

They are old and young, male and female, and their faces are contorted and weird.

There was no whites in the sunken eye sockets, only a blood-like redness, so thick that it seemed like it could drip blood in the next second.

Hundreds of corpses squeaked and lunged at the living.

Next to the pool of blood cast by the corpses, the lying corpses stood up one after another, and they also rushed towards Ren Mingyu and Lu Qianzhe like a tide.

Song Sizhao's gaze swept over the corpses at great speed, and she was looking for the figure that she had been thinking about for a long time.

After a little distraction, the enlarged version of the Blood Demon Spirit on the opposite side suddenly seized the gap in the attack.

The sharp claws were swirling with black gas, hissing like a snake, and quickly attacked Song Sizhao.

Song Sizhao's eyes flashed, and the wind mixed with thunder turned into a streamer, and it attacked the head of the Blood Demon Spirit tightly protected like lightning.

"Whew!"

There was a terrible scream in the blood mist, which was a little out of tune.

The corners of Song Sizhao's mouth were tilted, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

She deliberately exposed her flaws, let the monster on the opposite side sneak attack, and threw the thunderball that had been stored up for a long time to attack its vital point.

The thunderball was like a spark, instantly igniting the demonic energy on the blood demon spirit's body.

The blood-red smoke seemed to burn, gradually turning into charred black embers.

Because of this blow, the huge blood-colored body of the Great Blood Demon Spirit has shrunk dozens of times, and now, it is only the size of an adult.

The blood mist that lingered all over his body was also diluted by the thunder light, leaving only a thin layer of pink.

It was like a woman of good family forced by a bully, and two thin plumes of smoke clenched its chest like hands.

There was a miserable howl, and it dissipated into a black smoke.

Song Sizhao looked at the escaped Blood Demon Spirit, the calmness on his face was shattered like a mask, and a faint uneasiness was suppressed under the ink-like sword eyebrows.

She just kept holding on, and it seemed to be extremely powerful, but in fact, the spiritual power in her body had long been exhausted.

The whole body spasmed uncontrollably, and every inch of the meridians seemed to be torn apart as if they were being torn apart.

Under her clothes, blood was dripping and blurred.

Song Sizhao fell from mid-air, staggered to the ground, blood flowing out of his fingers.

Not far away, a tide of corpses surged, and the dead world became noisy again.

All she could hear was her own rapid heartbeat.

Song Sizhao resisted the panic and uneasiness in his heart, picked up the spear again, and rushed into the corpse like a sharp arrow off the string.

She bit her lower lip and stubbornly used her last strength to bring these people back to calm and rest completely.

Inside the golden light mask, Ren Mingyu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of provocation.

He paid no attention to the dense mass of living corpses that slowly gathered outside the light mask.

Because Ren Mingyu is very aware of his abilities.

Unless the Blood Gu King broke through his labyrinthine dream, the shroud of light that shrouded him would not disappear no matter what.

And how could these resurrected fragments break through this barrier.

And he wants to drag the Blood Gu King in the labyrinth dream realm to buy time for the other companions.

At the same time, Lu Qianzhe and Brahma were also slowly approaching the pool of blood.

The living corpses around them stretched out their claws and bared their fangs to enclose the two of them.

In addition to the creepy blood-colored eyeballs, there were also scarlet blood Gu worms burrowing in and out of the faces of these living corpses like dead ashes.

On the thin arm, sections of broken bones were exposed, and dark red blood was adhered to them.

An unusually unpleasant smell permeated the air, and as the living corpses approached, they rushed towards them.

Lu Qianzhe choked on the rancid smell wafting over, and his stomach turned over for a while.

He retched a few times, endured the discomfort in his chest and abdomen, blocked his nostrils with his hands in great disgust, and roared angrily:

"Damn monsters, these living corpses summoned are disgusting. I didn't get bitten to death by it, I was sick to death by it. ”

Brahma turned into a three-meter-tall giant ape, blocking Lu Qianzhe behind him.

It waved a collapsed stone pillar, and one swept through, and a group of living corpses were smashed into pulp, and black smoke rose one after another.

"Be careful, I'll make a gap later, and you rush out as soon as possible!"

Xiao Lingxin, who has been dragged into the blood pool for so long, doesn't know what the situation is. ”

Lu Qianzhe nodded, and his palm lit up with blue-purple brilliance.

He raised his hand and flung it in the direction of the dense crowd of living corpses, and one after another projected demon-destroying thunderbolts, which exploded.

Just when the two parties confronted each other, they didn't expect to be able to deal with the tide of corpses so easily and faintly gain the upper hand.

The surging living corpses in front of everyone suddenly had new movements.

They quickly gathered towards everyone, and as they walked, dense blood Gu worms fell from their scarred bodies.

It's like an airtight blood-colored carpet that surrounds everyone.

The hordes of living corpses did not dodge the attacks of the crowd at all, and their bodies only turned into black smoke.

Black smoke rose into the air and gathered above their heads, as if it were a dark cloud.

The smoke was getting darker and darker, as if it had reached some kind of limit, touching the killing intent left behind by the Blood Gu King.

Streaks of black smoke began to take shape.

Before the Blood Gu King fell asleep, the magic circle that lit up under his body appeared in mid-air in an instant.

From the circle, new living corpses kept falling out like dumplings.

They rushed towards Lu Qianzhe and the others at an even faster speed than before.

Song Sizhao's spear had just been inserted into the head of the living corpse, and she had not yet had time to take precautions.

Another group of living corpses pounced on them as quickly as bloodthirsty leeches, and even their strength increased a little.

Brahma swung his fist and struck the living corpse like a storm.

The living corpses turned into black smoke and floated again, converging within the black circle.

The blood Gu worms were waiting for an opportunity to move, and some "fish that slipped through the net" began to climb onto everyone's feet, biting and eating their aura and blood.

Lu Qianzhe kicked away a living corpse with his feet, and the blue-purple electric light condensed around his body, shocking the endless crowd of corpses.

However, the Blood Gu Worms seemed to know that he was the most threatening and swam towards him one after another.

They were like a raging tide, tightly surrounding him, making it difficult for him to move.

Seeing this, Lu Qianzhe grinded his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and he scolded angrily like a trapped beast:

"He's an immortal, what the hell is this? Can't you kill it? ”

With this excitement, a few more blood Gu worms broke through Lu Qianzhe's defense and bit his calf, causing him to grin in pain and turn pale.

The wound, though small, was like a hole had been bitten, and it was bleeding profusely.

What's worse is that the black qi floating on it causes the spiritual power in his body to drain rapidly.

Lu Qianzhe secretly sighed that the situation was not good, but he could only use thunder light to extinguish those strange demonic qi all the time.

The living corpses are immortal and indestructible, they are constantly reborn from the circle, and each time they are reborn, they become more powerful and faster.

There is also a steady stream of blood Gu worms under his feet, waiting for an opportunity to eat.

In the long run, everyone's lives are worried!

Inside the dried pool of blood, a huge light cocoon lay in the center of the pool.

The blood-red magic light flickered incessantly, as if it were breathing, and it was extinguished.

Zhong Lingxin was taken into the magic light by the Blood Gu King, and she wanted to break free from the light cocoon, but she felt a strong sense of oppression engulfing her whole person.

Her limbs seemed to be grasped tightly by an invisible hand, clasped to the ground.

No matter how Zhong Lingxin gritted his teeth and struggled, he couldn't move.

She wanted to drive the spiritual power in her body and help her get out of trouble.

But what made her panic was that the spiritual power in her body was empty, and for some reason, there was not the slightest left.

In front of her was the darkness of the abyss, and the stagnant space made her breathless.

All the sounds disappeared in an instant, and Zhong Lingxin could only hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest.