Before Chen Ming could decide what would happen, the blood-red dragon directly swallowed it.

The Blood Sea Ancestor actually forcibly urged the Blood Dragon Array, which had not been completely completed, and suddenly the ownerless Blood Dragon rushed in, depriving all the surviving blood of its courage, making the Blood Sea Ancestor the first to drown in the blood light.

Then Chen Ming didn't move his hands and feet, and he was also swallowed up in an instant, and the two of them disappeared between breaths, completely squeezing everything out, and there was not even a wreck left.

The imminent sense of imminent death came to him, causing the evil spirit to burst out with a trace of soul pulling in an instant, and Wang Dacai was still in a semi-coma at this moment.

However, between the dizziness of his head, there was a trace of ghost fire in his eyes, "Little brother! You also don't want others to know...... Your friend is in a desperate situation, and you choose to stand by and watch! ”

Then Wang Dacai didn't have any answer, and the whole person's head was instantly emptied, compared to Chen Ming, who was stubborn and secretly wary, it was quite easy for the ghost mother to deprive Wang of wealth of his mind and control.

After all, the emotions of relying on and comforting are constantly exerted on weekdays, and the consciousness and soul of Zhanwang Daocai are almost unresistantly indulged in that sense of attachment.

The corpse queen on Wang Dacai's body suddenly felt that something was wrong, and this body suddenly exuded an evil aura.

Then he instinctively wanted to escape, and a layer of skin on Wang Dacai's body was torn open, but under the skin was not section after section of bone and flesh, but one after another oval heads rolled out.

Wang Dacai's body was hollowed out into the shape of ghost fire, and under the ethereal body, the skeletons of ghost fire rolled more and more, and even piled up into the shape of a hill.

The whole person was instantly propped up, and at this time, he actually had the courage and strength to shake the blood red dragon!

As the skeleton rolled, there was a thump thump inside the hollowed out chest.

The ghost mother's cheeks, which were as clean and beautiful as white porcelain, writhed, "Ah! It's this red bug like a big aunt that muddies things! Still want to escape...... Leave it for me! ”

Sensing the evil aura emitted by the ghost mother in front of him, the blood red of this ownerless consciousness, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but the huge white bone palm grabbed forward, and there was a grip in the void.

Suddenly, the insect spread down and fell to the ground like a tumbling fat pig, and the ghost mother's body was half bloodless.

Wang Dacai's body exploded before, and what was spawned was the meat path, which was forged from his own flesh and skin as the basis of strength.

Flesh and blood are almost identical, and they can easily be restrained by blood dragons and blood red threads.

However, at this moment, the ghost mother is completely in a ghost fire and ghost state, a pure resentful spirit incarnation, and the blood dragon has the ability to deprive all life essences, and she is deflated in an instant!

But Blood Red let out one powerful roar after another, and the blood-red pillar poured out of his body, rumbling against the ghost mother's skeletal body.

The skeletons were connected by ghost fire, and as they shattered and dissipated into pieces, the ghost mother was illusory.

At this moment, the strength of the ghost mother was less than one-tenth of that of its heyday, and it could only barely suppress this blood-red dragon, but as the blood-red pillar stood out from above the dragon.

The solidified body of this ghost fire skeleton will gradually tend to collapse and collapse, "That thing that lacks roots and tendons, hurry up and bring me back to life!" ”

At this moment, in the hazy world of the sea of blood, the ancestor of the Blood Sea, who was the first to die in the blood dragon, slowly got up, and at this moment he had lost most of his blood qi.

The whole person is as dull as the flesh and skin of an old man, and while the ground is bulging, it is dry and wrinkled like a dead leaf.

On his body appeared various utensils such as a rooster head, a rat's head, a mahogany sword, an iron whip, and an iron chain.

At this moment, he lost the power to manipulate the sea of blood, but he was barely able to catalyze these twisted things.

And in front of him, a small dirt bag popped up, and Chen Ming was like a zombie crawling out of the soil, quite embarrassed.

His complexion was also like that of a withered man, and he stood in front of the Blood Sea Ancestor with a bony brush, "There is still a breath of air!" So that means it's not dead yet...... It's right to think about it, if you have to go to heaven and hell with you old thing, that's disgusting enough! ”

The blood-red robed Daoist's footsteps trembled slightly, landing on top of the snow and blood mist, and waving a little cloud, "No! No! No! Only you, a hairy boy, will go to hell, and I will become an immortal blood sea immortal. ”

Chen Ming also stepped forward, dragging his swaying figure, and approached over there, "You are really still greedy for things in the sea of blood, this eye mask usually nagged like an annoying spirit, what is so good!" ”

The Blood Sea Ancestor snorted lightly, "This kind of descendant who doesn't know how to respect, it's better to throw him away as an outcast!" I will serve you as a god! ”

The Blood Sea Ancestor said to his eyes, the evil spirit was not stupid enough to listen to the other party's nonsense, "Pathetic! You are the one who wants to kill me the most and eat it clean...... You can't control this blood dragon, although you and Chen Ming are both hanging in this ghost place, but only if you master me and have the ability to generate blood, you can make this dragon belong to you! ”

Chen Ming naturally had already seen through the strategy of the Blood Sea Ancestor, although in this space, his blood qi was so weak that he could break a bone and fall to death if he used his hands and feet a little.

But for the erosion of the Blood Sea Ancestor also exists, Chen Ming has the advantage because of his young body, "Maybe I will kill the Blood Sea Ancestor directly, but this will destroy the core of the Blood Sea Array, and it will naturally be self-defeating!" ”

The twisted things on the Blood Sea Ancestor's body collided with each other, and the metal utensils clanged and clanged, and the old man's mouth and teeth rubbed against each other, making a grinning laugh, "It depends on whether you have that ability, a hairy boy!" ”

The palm of the leader of the Lai Zi Leader was opened, and the nails of the blood-red Daoist suddenly grew out, and suddenly his minions were like half chicken feet, and after a rooster crowed.

A fat rooster actually cut off his entire arm, and under the bright red crane pill was a rotten and fermented chicken head.

It's a crisp rooster again, and the sound crows, and the speed of sound propagation is the fastest in the confrontation between the two.

As the sharp impact of the rooster came, Chen Ming's gaze became cloudy and wavy, and in the scattered ripples, the bodies of the strange Daoist became several.

The young man's withered body just moved his palm, trying to hold the bloody blade in his hand, the black and gold thorns, jumped up from the ground, and lay on the young man's body like a cricket.

A strong drag force stuck to Chen Ming's hand, and Chen Ming wanted to lift his palm again, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, the Taoist used many strange means to gain an advantage in the confrontation with Chen Ming in an instant.

But although the Daoist's familiar use of these powers made him comfortable in dealing with Chen Ming, after all, these were just a bunch of rotten things.

The rooster crowed a few more times, and stopped wailing, and the iron-blue thorns, torn off by the young man, turned to ashes under the brief burning of the fiery red wedding dress.

At this time, the blood-red ancestor had already forced in front of him, and this blood-red dragon's invasion of it was equally serious, and the deprivation of qi and blood was equally serious.

The speed of movement and physical function now are no different from that of the old man dying on the bed, and during the time when the young man was distracted just now, he actually made a mistake in judgment, and did not seize the opportunity to approach, but gasped for breath, and fell to his knees almost weakly.

At this time, the hair under the young man's feet struggled violently and ran over, but those strands were like spider webs, and they lost their toughness, and before they could completely pull apart and trap the Blood Red Dao Man.

Unexpectedly, it broke directly from the air, and he just saw the blood-red Dao man with black hair who was approaching him like a poisonous snake.

The horror on his face instantly turned into a relieved laugh, "You are so young hero! is weak and short-lived, what a poor junior! ”

Chen Ming could feel that the blood qi between his snorts was extremely thick, and the blood red dragon was still squeezing out the life force, it seemed that it would take a few breaths, and the two of them would drag the battle line long, and sooner or later they would turn into things devoured by the blood dragon at the same time.

Chen Ming's scrawny body approached closely, "Old thing, how long can you be arrogant and proud?" I can't help anymore...... It's better than half of your body, buried in a coffin! ”

The blood-red Dao man, the black and cyan like a peachwood sword covered with a layer of ink pierced the ground, and the bloody thorns spread again.

The blood-red Daoist who was full of blood shouted angrily, "Boy! Even if I'm going to die, I'll drag you in and bury you. ”

At this time, the evil spirit sensed that the blood qi on the Blood Red Ancestor's body was churning quite abnormally, "Chen Ming! Brat...... The other party estimated that he still had a backhand, and he had to kill him when he was at his weakest. ”

"You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing!"

Chen Ming's blood-red blade slashed forward, originally just a blood-red slash of water waves, but now it had a turbulent meaning.

Inside this blood-red dragon, the distorting power related to blood will be strengthened like never before.

At this moment, Chen Ming approached with a few steps, and with the help of the rumbling of the water waves just now, his figure was pinched behind the water curtain.

The thorn net that the old man had just compiled had already collapsed into pieces under the impact of the blood-colored waves, and the sharp blade in Chen Ming's hand stabbed forward.

The blood-red blade and sharp bones pointed directly at the old man's jaw, as if to penetrate his head from the bottom up, "Old thing! It's time to meet Hades! ”

"Bold junior, he dared to approach me, it seems that he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he doesn't know the height of the sky." The blood-robed Daoist shouted angrily and saw the young man who was only a foot away from him.

In an instant! His body was churning, and fat dead rats emerged from his body one after another.

Chen Ming had long since developed antibodies to plagues and toxins similar to rats, and these rats burst out like bullets, cutting the teenager, but after all, they were a group of bedbugs.

Chen Ming's forward momentum was not stopped, and the bloody wave flipped a few times, forming a vortex, cutting the rats into rotten meat piles and dropping them on the ground.

However, at this moment, the old man, who was as thin as a piece of paper, was not directly cut by Chen Ming.

Thick flesh and blood, like a piece of mud, wrapped the boy's sword in it.

His qi and blood skyrocketed, and he suddenly swelled like that boy giant, and he just used the flesh and blood breath of a mouse.

After refining them, they stick to themselves like fat, but this has extremely bad drawbacks.

These pieces of flesh were not completely pulled by the bones, and the blood-robed Daoist wanted to smash the young man with a single punch, and Chen Ming's physical strength and qi and blood were almost exhausted.

Piercing this sword has already wasted the rest of his breath, and now there is no strength left to escape the smashing of this fist!

However, the fluffy fist covered his face like batter, and Chen Ming pulled his hand to his face to avoid suffocating it directly.

Their strenuous exercise makes the aging rate gradually faster.

Chen Ming's sideburns had turned white at this moment, a mouthful of teeth had fallen off after yellowing, and his skin was dry and wrinkled like a dead wood branch.

The Blood Sea Ancestor is not young, and at this moment, he used these suitable meat to refine himself into a zombie, which was completely hanging on his breath.

The actions of both of them are extremely difficult, at this time they are like two elderly old men in the sixtieth century, twisting on the ground, fighting around, more unorthodox than children's play, not decent.