A spirit witch king's hair on the back of his head was scattered, and his black hair swam like a spirit snake, and the tips of his hair were like a snake's head, raising and staring at Zhang Xiaohu, sneering, and the sound of breaking the air came, and the sky was full of black shadows, and Zhang Xiaohu was about to be stabbed out of thousands of holes.

The other Spirit Witch King opened a pale face, his lips moved slightly, he didn't know what incantation he was secretly chanting, his thin fingers moved forward a little, and ripples were born out of thin air, and went straight to where the little tiger was, and a small mosquito was just between the two, and was fixed in the air by the ripples, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud of black ash, and the rustle fell and drifted away.

A blood witch king clenched his hands into fists, slammed into his chest, spurted out a stream of essence blood, and continued to roll and grow in mid-air, and in an instant, like a sea of blood, set off a huge wolf, and pounced on Zhang Xiaohu's head and face, and in the sea of blood, a large mouth appeared, which was ready to tear Zhang Xiaohu into pieces.

There is also a blood witch king, who directly opened his mouth to bite the tip of his tongue, endured the pain and chewed it to a pulp, opened his mouth and sprayed, a blood mist shrouded the entire space, and the blood mist flickered with a little light, like a sharp blade, turning into a blood ball in a blink of an eye, to wrap that little tiger inside.

The last one, that is, the Blood Witch King who proposed to ambush the forbidden land, rolled his eyes, and did not fight with all his strength like these people, but flipped his palm, took out a blood bottle, looked at it again and again, and finally reluctantly crushed it.

One of the bloody people jumped out, and the other turned over, and it was the size of an ordinary person.

The Blood Witch King pointed forward, the bloody man looked up to the sky and roared, opened his five fingers, and ran towards Zhang Xiaohu to grab it, and the fingertips didn't know when, spikes appeared, and under this grasp, it stirred up gusts of wind, and the gravel and dust on the ground were forced by the strong wind, and flew around.

"Good"

Several witch kings cheered loudly and gave a thumbs up to the blood witch king.

Everyone knows one or two of this blood man, it is his most pressing treasure at the bottom of the box, refined with more than 100,000 mortal essence blood, inside, there are dozens of great witch essence blood, it can be said that the power is extremely terrifying, as soon as this thing comes out, everyone knows that he has done his best, how can there be no reason not to praise him.

The Blood Witch King nodded in return with a smile, but he kept laughing in his heart, don't look at him using treasures, but no one noticed, that is, everyone uses himself to fight, only he uses foreign objects.

Foreign objects, foreign things, things outside the body, even if they are destroyed, it is just a waste of some time, a waste of some resources, compared to the use of oneself to fight, in case there is something wrong, when the time comes, you can't cry, what is the cultivator's cultivation for, it is not immortality, beyond everyone, if it hurts the fundamentals, there is no opportunity, then what is still cultivating, it is better to die.

Of these witch kings in the Witch King City, which one is not white-haired and half-cut into the ground, it is not for the opportunity to advance, how can they kill the Wind and Thunder Witch King, and want to snatch the boundary stone, in this case, if there is a slight mistake, it is the road to promotion.

Therefore, from the very beginning, this Blood Witch King has taken care of it, it is okay to fight, and it is okay to run out of foreign objects, but it is not to move itself.

All kinds of attacks roared, and the sky was covered with blood, and the wind was full of sympathy, and the temperature around the body plummeted, as if it had arrived in an ice cellar.

The bloody man came first, and the sharp five fingers with a cold light roared down, and he was about to disembowel Zhang Xiaohu with one grab.

The thunderbolt not only flickered and jumped, but also hit the bloody man violently, and each time, it took away a piece of flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood were instantly in the air, and the thunder was turned into green smoke and scattered.

The fierce eyes glared, and the bloody man didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, and pounced on him, his palms open, completely fighting for his life.

Zhang Xiaohu was also crazy, not looking at the attacks flying around him, the spear shook and smashed down.

You're fierce, I'm even fiercer than you.

Isn't it just life for life? See who is more afraid of whom.

Snort.

The flesh and blood on his chest flew up, a big mouth, with a little bit of golden blood splashing up, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaohu shrinking back when he came to his head, he would have almost broken his chest and abdomen.

The spear slammed down, bang, with a loud bang, and the bloody man was blown up on the spot, countless blood and water flew out, and the ground was smashed into a deep ditch.

Zhang Xiaohu turned his spear and protected it in front of him, and before he could fight again, he saw that the blood and water were gathering in the air, and after a while, another bloody figure appeared in front of him, and it was a monster that could not be killed.

The black line flew in, through the spear blocking his chest, through the muscles, and straight into the original god.

Ding Ding Ding.

Zhang Xiaohu only felt that his ears were full of clanging sounds, and countless black lines hit the Yuan Shen, making him in a trance and delirious.

If he hadn't entered the soul refining of the altar Spirit Witch King, I am afraid that this time, he would have been beaten into a sieve, covered with holes, and his life and death would be on the spot.

Standing unsteadily, his body retreated back again and again, his eyes were dim, and his ears were full of tinkling sounds.

Ripples followed, passing through the spear, through the body, and then into the primordial spirit.

Zhang Xiaohu was swept by this, and the Yuan Shen almost fell out of his body, and the boundless pain instantly covered his whole body, as if someone was cutting through a thousand knives, constantly stimulating the Yuan Shen.

In the confusion, Zhang Xiaohu retreated, the spear in his hand hung down, and he was powerless to control it.

Every time the ripple swept by, his mind was confused, like a knife scraping flesh, and like a sledgehammer striking.

There is no way to block, and there is no way to prevent it.

Zhang Xiaohu silently recited the exercises, the only thing was to hope to use this to refine the Yuan Shen and survive this catastrophe just like fighting with the altar spirit witch king that day.

The footsteps were chaotic and staggering, but the attack of the Blood Witch King did not stop for a while.

The sea of blood slapped down with the giant wolf, and countless big mouths opened, about to bite Zhang Xiaohu and swallow it.

Zhang Xiaohu has no sense of the outside world, he doesn't know at all, there are waves of blood around him, and outside, there is a blood cell that is constantly tightening, and the sharp blades that make up the blood cell will fall at any time, cutting him into pulp.

The sea of blood instantly engulfed Zhang Xiaohu, and the blood ball continued to converge, and after a while, even the sea of blood was trapped in it and cut together.

Outside, there was also a bloody man, with five fingers open, staring at the changes in the sea of blood, just waiting for Zhang Xiaohu to appear, and then grabbed it with one claw.

"Good"

A few witch kings outside cheered, and at this time, a few people finally let go of their hearts, and the escape witch decision that was originally held in their hands was ready to escape, and with the smile on their faces, they gradually let go, and a group of old monsters, none of them had anything to think about, and they had already prepared a way to retreat before they could fight.

The Blood Witch King who sacrificed to the blood man secretly regretted that he knew that the opponent was so bad, so he didn't release this treasure, and he was hit by the other party in vain, looking at that look, he lost at least one-tenth of his strength, and he didn't know how many resources he needed to make up for it.

People are like this, once the situation improves, they immediately regret it.

In the sea of blood, Zhang Xiaohu's body was gnawed with big mouths, and his sharp teeth slid on the strength, making an oozing sound.

The spontaneous energy wrapped Zhang Xiaohu tightly, like a sun in the sea of blood.

The big mouth born from the sea of blood seemed to be tireless, one bite after another, and kept biting, and in that bite, the strength gradually dimmed.

After all, it is a force that no one controls, where can it withstand the constant attacks, and when it is seen, the strength is shaking, and there is a danger of breaking at any time.

The black threads that had turned into hair had now been recovered from the sea of blood.

Although there is no form and no body at this time, who knows if there is any other mystery in the sea of blood that will hurt the black line.

That's the ontology of the Spirit Witch King, he doesn't want his safety to be on others, the Blood Witch Spirit Witch is not a whole, besides, it is the whole, when it is profitable, where will anyone care about this.

What disappeared was the fluctuating ripples.

Every fluctuation requires a large amount of soul power from the Spirit Witch King, and at this time, the already pale face is now white with a trace of black, and large drops of sweat are flowing out, it can be said that in this, his consumption is the largest.

Moreover, even if he didn't take back the ripples, the two Blood Witch Kings next to him wouldn't agree.

The fluctuating ripples, that is a technique that can hurt the blood cells of the sea of blood, the two people next to them, after wrapping Zhang Xiaohu, immediately glared at the Spirit Witch King, but if something was wrong, they wanted to start infighting.

As the two attacks retreated, Zhang Xiaohu's Yuan Shen gradually stabilized, but even if this Yuan Shen attack retreated, the spirit could not return to normal for a while.

The exercises are still running on their own, and their minds are gradually calming down, without the tinkling sound in their ears, without the boundless pain, no matter how stupid they are, they also know at this time that the attack will definitely retreat.

The big mouth in the sea of blood was still biting, and the strength finally popped and dissipated.

Without the protection of the strength, the big mouth was directly on Zhang Xiaohu's body, even if it was a body that had been tempered countless times, it was as strong as steel, under that big mouth, it didn't take a few times to break the skin and bite into the flesh.

Tooth marks appeared, sharp teeth, biting out fine holes in the skin, and golden blood dripping out.

The sea of blood boiled instantly, and countless large mouths rushed to bite, greedily devouring every drop of blood.

The outermost blood cell seemed to smell the breath of blood, and in the blink of an eye, the blood cell shrank rapidly, and countless sharp blades inside continued to cut the sea of blood.

"What are you doing?"

The Blood Sea Blood Witch King was furious, and pointed at the other party and shouted.

This side just got a little benefit, and I felt that the sea of blood I sent out was rapidly weakening, and when I saw that the blood ball outside was growing, I didn't know that it was my own people who made a ruthless move, and I was angry at the moment, and I was about to fight with the other party when I pinched it in my hand.

"What are you doing, you're so slow, I'd better come"

The Blood Cell Blood Witch King said lightly, he is not stupid, so he will not say that he is killing each other for delicious blood.

Several people next to him hurriedly dissuaded, scolding and scolding, and in the midst of the quarrel, the blood witch king's heart suddenly became vigilant, and he couldn't help but quietly take a step back, and even the blood man moved silently in front of him, and the attack mode was changed to defense.