"Bang!"

The brilliant fire element dissipated, and a young man of the ancestral clan held his chest blackened by his own elemental and looked at the dying two-horned demon on the ground.

The two-horned demon with dozens of broken bones was lying on the ground, staring at the ancestral boy with two hollow and deep eyes.

The broken bones slowly connected and recovered in the body of the two-horned demon, and the two-horned demon slowly stood up.

Looking at the two-horned demon whose recovery ability was so perverted, the pitch-black pupils of the ancestral boy who had been hit hard shrank slightly, and wisps of transparent gas escaped from his body.

This is soul power!

The ancestral boy who just wanted to burn his soul suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and the golden compass in his hand slowly rotated, because just now the ancestral boy used his ancestral divination ability to predict what would happen later before burning his soul, and found that he couldn't die!

"Whoosh. ”

The spatial blade slashed, and the two-horned demon was shocked and took more than ten steps back.

The ink mare with the fox mask casually injected the blood element into the chest of the ancestral youth, and the charred chest of the ancestral youth was slowly growing new flesh!

In fact, it didn't take so much time for the Nightmare to deal with the two-horned demon at first, but the Nightmare didn't want to anger the two-horned demons dormant in the sea of blood, and the second was that the Nightmare wanted to test it to see where the limits of his physical strength were located.

While it is difficult to kill the Two-Horned Demon by fighting the Nightmare by fighting them physically, it is also difficult for the Two-Horned Demon to kill the Nightmare.

Now that the dormant two-horned demons have been angered and mad by Ya Wenlan, there is no need for the two-horned demon to remain and not kill, the two-horned demon has also gained some benefits by killing the two-horned demon, and the body is also stronger, and the two-horned demon believes that as long as he kills a few more two-horned demons, after absorbing the abundant energy in their bodies, he can beat the two-horned demon to death even by relying on physical combat power alone.

"Ho-ho. The two-horned demon that was beaten back roared a few times, because it had no intelligence, so the two-horned demon still pounced on the ink without hesitation.

Seeing that the two-horned demon was rushing towards him, he couldn't help but laugh, "It's a good time!"

The air in the Nightmare's hands was rolling, and the violent fluctuations in the air made it impossible for outsiders to see the Nightmare's face clearly, and his vision was distorted!

"Ho-ho-ho!" the two-horned demon's thick front hooves pressed down on the nightmare.

"Boom!"

Murmare's body shook, and his hands barely grasped the huge hoofs and claws of the two-horned demon, and Murray felt as if the bones of both arms were about to break.

"Drink!" Murree shouted, his hands and arms bruised, and he grabbed the thick crimson hooves of the two-horned demon with both hands and jerked upward.

The Two-Horned Demon didn't stand firm for a while, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The seal on the ink night's hand changed, and one by one the bloody palms appeared out of thin air, "Blood Gang, Five Poisonous Palms!"

The endless bloody palms slapped one after another on the huge body of the two-horned demon who had not yet stabilized its shape.

The two-horned demon, which had not yet stood firm, was hit so violently again that he couldn't help but fall backwards again and again.

As soon as the Ink Nightmare's body moved, the palm of his right hand turned into a claw, and the purple thunder and lightning on his hand were entwined, pointing directly at the heart of the two-horned demon's chest!

The Two-Horned Demon used its thick claws to block Ink Nightmare's fierce and domineering attacks.

"Sneer......"

The sound of flames scorching the wood rang out, and the two-horned demon's originally crimson hooves were scorched black and red by the dazzling purple lightning in the hands of the ink nightmare.

"Ho!" the two-horned demon roared, and suddenly leaped upward, and then its massive body pressed down on the ink from the sky.

Ink looked coldly at the two-horned demon that was getting closer and closer to him, and his slender body emitted a misty white light.

"Whoosh!!" the space glowed.

The two-horned demon above the ink was poked into a sieve in an instant, and the dead could no longer die.

At this time, the body of the ancestral clan boy was almost recovered, and seeing that Mo Wei had killed a two-horned demon with almost no damage, he hurriedly stood up: "Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, the great soul lord will bless you." ”

Ink Wei glanced at the ancestral boy, and his dark red eyes were extremely clear.

Looking at the dark red eyes of the Ink Nightmare, the young man of the ancestral clan seemed to have thought of something, and said in a low voice respectfully: "Young master." ”

Murray couldn't help but glance at the Ancestral Boy when he heard the Ancestral Youth's name for him, but he didn't ask anything more, and continued to absorb the power infused into his body.

Suddenly, Ink Nightmare's pupils shrank, "Sheng'er!" and then turned into an afterimage and swept towards the Terrans not far away.

Yun Sheng had been successfully attacked by a two-horned demon at this time, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at the four two-horned demons in front of him and the two-horned demon behind him.

The cold air emanating from the white sword in his hand caused the space to heat up.

"Poof!" A two-horned demon behind Yun Sheng was directly pierced by a white spatial beam.

When the Ink Nightmare came behind Yun Sheng, the powerful aura of the four two-headed two-horned demons present was all shocked, and even if they didn't have wisdom, the four-headed two-horned demons knew that they were not the opponents of the Ink Nightmare.

"Brother Murmare. Yun Sheng said softly.

"It's okay, I'm here. Ink Nightmare held Yun Sheng's back with his left hand, and the blood element was quickly injected into Yun Sheng's body, plus Yun Sheng's injuries were all healed immediately after Yun Sheng had already cultivated the blood element.

The blood elements on Yun Sheng's body continued to converge, "Blood Gang, Weeping Blood Ghost Kill!" Yun Shengjiao shouted.

A huge scarlet grimace appeared in front of the two, slowly pressing towards the four-headed two-horned demon.

"Blood Gang, Five Poisonous Palms!" "Ink Nightmare also unleashed the Gang Technique.

A grimace and dozens of ghost claws slowly moved towards the four-headed two-horned demon.

"Bang Bang ......" The four-headed two-horned demon was only slightly shocked by the two gangjutsu, but it recovered immediately, and then pounced on the two.

Three more two-horned demons targeted the two, and along with the four-headed two-horned demons, they pounced on Ink Nightmare and Yun Sheng.

"Shuigang Ice Spear!" The mark in Yun Sheng's hand changed, and a blue water gun was suspended in mid-air, and with Yun Sheng's coquettish shout, the ice gun turned into a blue streamer and shot at one of the two-horned demons.

"Whew. "The ice spear directly penetrated the two-horned demon like wearing tofu, and after using this gang technique, Yun Sheng's little face was also white.

After the death of the Double-Horned Demon, the rich blood-colored river poured into Yun Sheng's body, and Yun Sheng's miserable little face became rosy.

There have been several elemental masters on the battlefield who have died, but there are also many two-horned demons who have died, and Ya Wenlan has evolved more pure by killing two-horned demons or mending knives again and again, and the gray darkness has gradually replaced the original blue-gray.

The Emperor Clan is to give full play to the sharpness of the power of space to cut through all the two-horned demons around them, although the ancestral clan does not have much sharp attack means, but with the variety and variety of forms of spiritual attacks, it is also a two-horned demon circle.

The Trialists have gradually taken control of the battlefield.

Before the trialists could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a new movement in the sea of blood, and more and more dense footsteps and more and more black shadows were reflected from the sea...... Is this a blessing or a curse?