Poof!

As the scales broke, a large amount of bright red blood gushed out from the wound.

Torture Blade's eyes instantly lit up red, and then instantly withdrew his Hunting Fury Sword and whispered, "Charles, prepare." ”

"Okay." Charles spoke, a faint blue light looming in the weeping bones.

Xia hurriedly asked, "Do you need my help?" ”

Torture Blade shook his head and said, "Not for the time being, this ability is the first time I have used it, and you have to use it as a last guarantee." ”

When Xia heard this, he immediately felt that he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and nodded vigorously with joy.

Tortureblade took a deep breath, then slowly arched his body.

Silently, the area of the weeping bone behind the blade expanded again. A large number of crystal-like tentacles crawled along Torture Blade's arms to Torture Blade's hands, and then the sharp tips of those tentacles pierced directly into Torture Blade's five fingers and slowly tightened.

At the same time, the crystal ribs on both sides of **** also began to grow rapidly, and gradually turned into a hideous mouth.

At this point, it looked like what had previously resembled ribs more like a monster's teeth. At this time, the monster's large mouth stood up and bit the chest of the torture blade from the back.

The crystal on his neck gradually spread, covering Tortureblade's ears and cheeks in the blink of an eye.

Tortureblade's face gradually turned pale, and his eyes slowly dimmed.

As Tortureblade's eyes dimmed, the weeping bones shone a brilliant red.

"Die! Die! At this time, the plague dragon was completely insane, and its two huge claws frantically attacked the night crow.

The Night Raven relied on his unique acceleration to barely dodge the Scourge Dragon's attack.

"Torture Blade, boy! Aren't you okay yet? Night Raven panted at the thought.

The terrifying attack just now almost exhausted seventy percent of her strength. At this point, she was completely in a vacuum of power, unable to do anything but barely dodge.

Call! The body gently passed through the body of the plague dragon, and the night crow glanced in the direction of the torture blade, and was suddenly shocked.

At this time, the torture blade no longer looks like a human. More like a monster wrapped in a red carapace.

The drooping eyes slowly looked at these, and at this time, I could see that the eyes of the torture blade were filled with endless sadness.

Then, the blade slowly took a step forward, and then...

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Night Raven heard a heavy blow coming from behind.

The head hurriedly turned its head to look, just in time to see that the torture blade had hit the wound in the calamity dragon's chest with a punch.

Whew!

The dragon was in pain, and looked at the torture blade with a look of anger, and then the hideous claws slammed into it.

Torture Blade's drooping eyes didn't even look, and he didn't move.

"Torture Blade!" In the distance, the Night Raven saw the torture blade that was about to be hit by the plague dragon, and immediately roared, and his body rushed quickly.

But it was too late, the Calamity Dragon was very fast, and its huge fist hit the body of the torture blade in the blink of an eye.

But in the next second, something magical happened. The body of the torture blade that had been hit was still there, and there was no problem, and it did not fly out. Not even a little trembling.

The Night Crow's forward body suddenly stopped, and he cautiously looked at the dragon and the person in the distance.

In a moment, Night Raven suddenly found that the fist of the torture blade had been against the wound of the plague dragon, and the crystal tentacles wrapped around his arm were actually entering the body of the plague dragon along the wound at this time.

"What's going on? According to the records, the hunters did not have such abilities. Night Raven thought to himself.

At the same time, the consciousness of the torture blade.

"Torture Blade! Be quick! Your spirit can't bear such pain. Charles held the miniature weeping bones in an anxious voice.

In the white space not far away, in a pool surrounded by countless wailing souls, the torture blade slowly approached the pool.

As the Torture Blade walked in, countless souls crawled along the Torture Blade's body onto his body, and then began to frantically bite the Torture Blade's body.

Tortureblade's face grew pale, but his expression was unusually determined.

The body slowly bent down, and the arms slowly sank into the pool, as if groping for something.

More souls crept up from Tortureblade's arms, gnawing frantically at Tortureblade's arms, shoulders, and heads.

After a while, the appearance of the torture blade was already unrecognizable.

But the Torture Blade remained unmoved, though his spirit was filled with endless sorrow, and though the kind face of the old hunter kept coming to mind.

Tears flowed and my heart trembled. But just like that, the goal in Torture Blade's heart still hasn't wavered, and there hasn't been any deviation.

"Come out for me!" Just as Torture Blade's body was about to be eaten clean, Torture Blade roared and suddenly pulled a small object out of the pool.

Boom...

The torture blade ran out of the embarrassed pool and crawled on the ground. But the souls in those pools seemed to be very greedy and crazy, and countless hands stretched out, pulling at the whole body of the torture blade, trying to pull him closer to the pool.

Tortureblade hurriedly yelled, "Turn it off! ”

Charles listened and suddenly smashed the miniature weeping bones floating in his palms.

Woohoo whoop...

In a wail of grief, the pool shrank and disappeared.

Outside, the Night Raven stood beside Torture Blade, cautiously watching Torture Blade completely motionless.

His eyes looked to the side, only to realize that the dragon's fist, which was a meter wide, had stopped less than two centimeters from the blade's body.

Looking up at the angry Calamity Dragon, the Calamity Dragon at this time was the same as the Torture Blade, as if it had suddenly been frozen by something. The expression was still so hideous, but a pair of dark eyes did not have any brilliance, as if they had lost their souls.

"What's going on? How is it the same as losing a soul? Night Raven looked at the two of them carefully.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Night Crow was stunned.

"Lost my soul... Lost my soul... I remember! It's a soul hunt! ”

In the mental space, Torture Blade sat weakly on the ground, his face pale and constantly wheezing violently.

With the recovery of the spirit, the broken spirit form of the torture blade returned to its normal form again.

Charles and Xia squatted on the ground, looked at the little thing on the ground, and said with a look of surprise, "This thing is that plague dragon!?" ”

Torture Blade bowed his head and said, "The fourth molt, although the IQ has reached a teenager of about eleven years old, the strength of the soul is still in the infant stage. ”

On the ground between the three Torture Blades, there was a small thing the size of Torture Blade's fist.

The thing was dark red, and its body was fat, like a ball. Although it looks very cute, judging from the claws and wings on the back of this little thing, you can still tell that this cute little thing is a plague dragon.

The little thing lay on the ground weakly, staring blankly at the three behemoths around him, and then let out a scream "Ahhhh Where is this? What are you? ”

Xia touched the wings of the little thing with the tissue paper, and said happily, "It's so fun!" ”

Whew!

The little calamity dragon bit Xia's hand, and then shouted, "Take your hand away!" Mankind! ”

Although his hand was bitten, Xia was not afraid at all. The dragon, which was only the size of a fist, had no strength, and its sharp teeth couldn't bite through Xia's skin.

Tortureblade reached out and took its wings to lift it, put it in his hand and asked, "Do you still recognize me?" ”

When the little calamity dragon saw the torture blade, he immediately let out a piercing scream, "This, this, what is this!" How did you become so big! ”

At this time, the little disaster dragon's face was frightened, and he kept screaming.

Tortureblade reached out and tapped the little dragon on the head and said, "Be quiet! Or I'll crush you! ”

As he spoke, his palms slowly pressurized.

Feeling that his body was gradually being tightened, the little disaster dragon hurriedly begged for mercy, "Okay, good!" If you have something to say, it's good to say! If you have something to say, it's good to say. ”

Tortureblade let go of his hand and said, "I'll tell you a little bit first." It's not that I'm getting bigger, it's you're getting smaller. ”

"Am I getting smaller?" The dragon said and looked down at his chubby paws, then turned his head awkwardly, looked at the pair of fleshy wings behind him, stared at the boss, and asked in a trembling voice, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Torture Blade said lightly, "Your soul has been pulled to my spiritual world by me through the soul hunting pool." ”

Hearing this, the Calamity Dragon looked at the white space around him, such a world was completely different from the colorful world he usually saw.

"What do you want to do?" At this point, the Calamity Dragon finally realized how bad the environment was in him. The bad makes it despair.

Torture Blade said lightly, "It's pretty smart." ”

"You... please don't kill me! It took me a long, long time to get to where I am now. "The spirit of the Calamity Dragon is much more fragile than Tortureblade imagined. Before Torture Blade could use any methods, the Calamity Dragon had already begun to beg for mercy.

Torture Blade calmly looked at the pitiful Calamity Dragon, and asked lightly, "How long is a long time?" ”

The Calamity Dragon pondered for a moment and said, "It has been more than a hundred years since I was born. ”

"More than a hundred years..."

Calamity then whispered, "Our evolution is very strict, and if we don't want to be eaten, we have to keep eating others. There is no way back. ”

Xia on the side couldn't bear to say when he heard it, "Torture Blade, you just let him go!" ”

When the little calamity dragon heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and his face was full of hope.

Hearing this, Torture Blade sighed, touched Xia's head and said, "You, you're still too simple." Do you really think this kind of old guy who has lived for more than 100 years will be so fragile? ”

As he spoke, Torture Blade lowered his head and said indifferently, "You don't have to pretend to be with me." I'm a hunter, an emotionless hunter, and your stuff is of no use to me. ”

When the dragon heard this, he immediately shouted, "I know! I knew it! You're those damn hunters! ”

Torture Blade raised his eyebrows and said, "I know a lot." Then you should know the methods of the hunters. ”

The chubby claws of the disaster dragon slowly clenched, changed the pitiful appearance just now, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to know?" ”

Xia on the side saw the 360% change of this disaster dragon, and his face was incredible.

"Charles, this, this," Xia asked, looking blankly at Charles.

Charles squatted down and gently hugged Xia and said, "You're too kind." ”

"Isn't it good to be kind?" Xia Leng asked coldly.

"Okay, but vulnerable."

(To be continued.) )