Blood magic, or the power of extreme faith, is a secret method of using distorted beliefs to forcibly burn one's own essence and blood to gain power, which can even restrain light-based magic. In the history of Gabroyle www.biquge.info many cardinal archbishops of Vatrentia fell in this way under the raids of the Princes of the Bloods, and some were even forcibly converted into the Bloods.

The blood technique of the Purple Wind Scattered People is even more difficult to deal with than the blood technique of the Blood Clan, because the Purple Wind Scattered People are a human being, and his blood does not contain the dark factor of the Blood Clan, so his blood technique is completely restrained from the light magic, that is to say, his blood technique may even be blocked by the completely and completely awakened God Killing Luo Immortal Qu.

The most powerful restraint against blood magic is necromancy, followed by dark magic, then ice and fire magic, and the magic of other elements has little effect, while water magic increases the power of blood magic. It was based on these theories that Silver Dust would use dark magic at all costs, and he hoped that with such a devastating attack, he would be able to at least hurt Purple Wind Sanren.

However, just when the black outline was about to be completely finalized and completely sealed the whole body of the Purple Wind Scattered People, the tops of those pillars on the stone platform, as well as the ceiling of the entire hall, those dense runes and nicks suddenly lit up, and the moment he saw this scene, the Silver Dust Mage knew that something was wrong.

The blood-red light shrouded the hall, and the blood-red light above his head became brighter and brighter, and finally completely condensed into a blood mist, and then slowly pressed down. There was nothing poisonous or cursed in the blood mist other than a disgusting fishy smell. This layer of viscous blood mist fell from the sky, and all other energies that did not belong to the power of the blood mist disappeared everywhere it passed, and even the magic shield of Silver Dust could not be maintained, and it was directly shattered.

The blood mist landed on the ring and was absorbed by the ring itself. A blood-colored formation immediately appeared in the wide ring, which was an uncomplicated formation arranged by countless tadpole-like words. Those tadpole-like words always exude a savage and brutal coercion.

Silver Dust shook his head, resigned himself to his left hand, and stretched out his white palm. His palms quickly lit up with a blue divine light, while the rest of his body lit up with purple arcane acceleration light.

"Mole ants, stop struggling!" Purple Wind finally spoke again, his voice full of hegemonic arrogance. After he said this, he didn't pick up the whip on the ground as Silver Dust imagined, but directly lifted the axe, and with a kick of his legs, it rushed straight towards him.

That's faster than Silver Dust's arcane acceleration.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to a distance of 10 meters in front of Silver Dust. At this moment, Silver Dust had time to swing a blow at his iconic hand knife.

"Extinction Winter!" Silver Dust's voice was still in place, but his figure had already moved sideways for 10 meters.

Zifeng Sanren sneered, the footwork under his feet changed lightly, and the figure that rushed straight suddenly turned to the left, and actually answered Yinchen's escape with a stunned ninety-degree angle turn. His figure had already been deceived to a position less than 4 meters away from the silver dust at this time.

The blizzard spun wildly at this moment. The azure blue, real Gangfeng was mixed with countless pieces of hexagonal snowflakes as sharp as a blade, and the tide drowned the purple wind scattered. The tall purple figure slowed down, and under the direct blowing of the Gang Feng, which was equivalent to a master of Qi Transformation, his speed inevitably decreased slightly, this slowdown was nothing to him, but to Silver Dust, it was the difference between life and death.

The blizzard didn't have any effect on Silver Dust's escape speed, but it did slow down the Purple Wind Scatterer, making him farther away from Silver Dust, and gradually unable to catch up with Silver Dust with arcane acceleration.

Of course, the Purple Wind Scattered Man would not be indifferent, he snorted lightly, picked up the big axe in his hand and slashed at the violent wind and snow, trying to split the endless wind and snow with the blood-colored Gangfeng, but this time his moves also did not make any achievements.

The blood-colored Gangfeng did succeed in splitting the blizzard summoned by the silver dust, and where the Gangfeng passed, the sharp snow flakes and the cold wind were separated by the crimson viscous force to the sides, and he couldn't get close to the purple wind at all, but his Gangfeng could only extend three meters away, and it was difficult to reach any farther. The blue storm three meters away was still raging, the pressure of Gangfeng was still there, and the axe of the Purple Wind Sanren seemed to be incomparably powerful, but it was really useless.

Unless he can split through the entire ice storm with an axe, he will be trapped in a blizzard forever. You must know that the Purple Wind Scattered people at this time are not against Yinchen, but against this small piece of heaven and earth that Yinchen controls!

The cold ice began to condense rapidly in the wind and snow, some short ice swords like daggers began to condense due to the continuously decreasing temperature, the stone platform floor, the stone pillars and even the ceiling sound that had just emitted blood-colored brilliance began to condense layer after layer of frost, and short ice edges also appeared on the ground around the purple wind scatterer.

The big axe that the Purple Wind Scattered Man retracted, and gently patted the crescent-shaped box behind him, and thirty-six curved and pitch-black daggers burst out from inside, these daggers bloomed red in the air, and streaks of bright red plasma fell from the ceiling against the wind and snow, and quickly condensed into blood-colored humanoid monsters next to those daggers.

"Mole ants! Do you really think that with such a small skill of carving insects, you can't do anything about this immortal?" said the Purple Wind Scattered Man still arrogantly and mechanically, and at the same time, with a dashing wave of his hand, the 36 humanoid monsters rushed towards the silver dust without saying a word.

Their speed was much slower than that of the Purple Wind Scatterers, and their strength was just a distraction, if the field was large enough, they, like the Purple Wind Scatterers, would never want to catch up with the silver dust with arcane acceleration, but the blood-colored light curtains had already fallen around the wide stone platform, blocking the silver dust's activity space on the stone platform.

The winter of extinction still turns into a raging blizzard, covering all humanoid monsters indiscriminately. Silverdust still relied on arcane acceleration to dodge and move, but this guerrilla tactic did not last, as the 36 humanoid monsters were scattering and closing Silverdust.

They work together as one person. 36 treacherous blood-red shadows held pitch-black daggers and surrounded them from all directions, compressing the range of silver dust step by step, and finally encircled him on the northwest corner of the stone platform. (To be continued.) )