The blood-colored dragon still soared through the sky, but the ghostly aura swirled beneath it.

The ghost mother grabbed forward with her big hand, and the numerous ghost skeletons exuded a burst of illusory and ethereal evil aura, which was like a silk thread, weaving the appearance of a large net, capturing the fleeing blood dragon.

The giant dragon wanted to struggle again, but there were multiple bite marks on his body, and the ghost fire skeletons in the sky on his body jumped up one after another, and the moment they fell, a large piece of blood and qi of the blood dragon was engulfed.

Seeing that the blood dragon that could not escape, with the help of this silk thread dragging itself, it quickly fell downward.

The huge pressure caused the giant skeleton to disperse in an instant, but the skeleton that was blasted apart quickly froze.

The skeletons turned into powder, and the black air filled the sky on top of the bone meal, but in fact they looked like reinforced concrete.

In an instant, it turned into a scythe in the hand of the ghost mother, and the scythe pushed forward, and a crack appeared in the void in an instant.

The ghostly qi was accompanied by a hook-shaped scythe, and the glasses were about to directly cut off the trajectory of the blood, and the scythe grabbed the neck like the palm of the Grim Reaper's hand.

Make sure the blood dragon trembled a few times, like the live loach inside the fish pond after it dried up.

However, this live loach is covered with a layer of scales.

The blood-black scales slammed into one, and when the blood gas was sprayed, the scales flew out.

The scales of the catapult net formed like a rain of bullets, and instantly collided with the scythe.

The ghost mother was invincible and took three steps back, "This blood dragon!" It's not as good as mythical creatures, but it's still hard to deal with. ”

Then he slammed his scythe forward, and saw the blood dragon open its bloody mouth and crash into it.

It is like a trapped beast that is dying and struggling, seeing that it can't escape, and biting back like a dying struggle!

But after all, it is a bloodworm with no master consciousness, and it is played like a wild dog.

The skeleton beneath the ghost mother's body rolled, dragging him to the side in an instant.

The huge blood-red claws have grown, and the blood claws are in the form of chicken claws, and the appearance is very strange.

Above the claws, flesh and bones pierced through, making it look like a rugged mountain.

This huge claw, when cut into the ground, instantly caused the soil to split.

The huge oppressive force was like a bulldozer hitting it directly, and the earth and rocks flipped over and hit the ghost mother's body.

However, the latter directly turned into a scattered state of ghost fire, and one skeleton after another rolled on the ground, instantly avoiding the power of direct impact.

The scattered ghost mother instantly made way of a way, and the blood dragon got out of the way.

The blood dragon wanted to escape with the help of this void, but he felt a sharp pain above his body, after all, he was also a mortal body, and he was also a living spirit.

The pain caused him to roll to the ground, and the ghost mother attacked from the side to avoid his head-on impact.

Cutting through its soft tail, a large part of the manic blood dragon's body was cut off, and even a small skeleton remained in the tail.

However, even after enduring such intense pain, he roared angrily, let out a strong scream, and continued to leave the place like a dragon.

The blood-black dragon was affected by those ghostly fire skeletons, and the strong resentment trait could make the other party fearful.

The master can even directly use fear to inflict an instant death effect on the other party, so that the ghost mother can only stalemate with it now.

The flying ghost fire skeleton took control of the blood dragon again, "Fat red bugs! Where are you going? ”

Suddenly, the blood dragon was dragged down again, and after many battles, the blood dragon that originally had a mountain of flesh on its body.

The whole body was covered with holes left by chilblains, like a hollowed-out mine, and countless black ash residues were exposed on the body.

Most of the skin and flesh were cut off, but Rao was like this, and he still did not die directly.

Powerful vitality emanated from his body, surging, and the vitality of this blood worm was too tenacious.

If he wants to completely kill the blood dragon, the ghost mother in his heyday may be easy, but it also requires him to trap this path, which will take a lot of effort.

As the dragon crashed overwhelmingly again, the Ghost Fire Skeleton spread out again and dodged the direct impact.

The strong feeling of tiredness made the ghost mother's movements slow down a lot at this time!

Unexpectedly, a small piece of body and dozens of cubic meters of skull were all smashed to pieces.

The blood-red scythe appeared from the side again, but the power of slashing was much weaker, but the vitality of the blood-red dragon was extraordinarily vigorous, cutting off the flesh and blood, and not even recovering much.

The ghost fire bone powder sickle slowly fell, and a trace of sadness appeared on the ghost mother's ghostly face, "No! If this continues...... I'm afraid that Wang Dacai's soul will be consumed by me, and I will really disintegrate it from within! ”

The ghost mother survives by virtue of the soul as a carrier, Wang Dacai majors in the way of flesh and blood, and throughout the historical process of the chariot card, most of the low seats are majoring in the way of flesh and blood.

Only when you reach a higher seat will you find that your individual strength is fragile, and you will slowly transform into other things of life and death.

Generally speaking...... All flesh and blood, although the single combat ability is very strong, after the transformation of the flesh, can make the distorted person's strength explode in a short period of time, but after all, there are limitations.

The ghost mother who thought of these things was not distracted by the matter.

It was so light that he avoided the claw attack of the blood dragon again, and the complicated emotions in his eyes stared at the blood dragon, as if he wanted to pierce this blood dragon.

She could feel that there was still some evil spirit and Chen Ming's breath......

The blood-red robed Taoist had black hair growing all over his body, and he felt a strong pull on his every move.

The blue-gray hair burrowed into its flesh like insects, like green tendons emerging one by one.

His fat and huge body became the best host for these swimming insects, and the noisy sounds emanating from within his body came out one after another.

The insects let out a joyful chirp in their bodies, and then their hair directly stretched the fat body apart.

Suddenly, the fat thing fell to the ground, and its body was full of holes.

In stark contrast to it was a man in the distance with a sleek, yellow-faced face as thin as a dry firewood.

Chen Ming moved forward with his blood-colored bones, "Oops! It's kind of dead on the ground! I didn't expect this guy to be more difficult than I thought. ”

There are new wounds on the other party's body that are constantly healing, and Chen Ming has just been in a few fights.

All of them used hair strands to directly bind and pierce the body, and after a few points of consumption and long-range combat, this fat man, flesh and blood living corpse finally reached the limit.

Meng Po's hair can devour flesh and blood and grow with dead qi, and the dead fat man in front of her, which is composed of rotting flesh, is simply the best nourishment.

In hand-to-hand combat with the other party, Chen Ming's current small body is estimated to be knocked down in an instant with the power of two breaths.

Then he was directly crushed by the huge mountain, Chen Ming's best choice was naturally like this, constantly consuming the other party.

Meng Po's hair lives on that piece of carrion, and as she continues to consume and devour that piece of carrion, this blood-robed carrion monster will slowly dissipate into dust.

The safest way is naturally to wait and see from the outside world and avoid direct contact with that monster, but Chen Ming has no choice.

Thick blood and qi coiled around his body, and then it converged towards this heaven and earth, and his body became thinner and thinner, almost half of the belt was left on his body.

At such a point, Chen Ming had no organs and died of direct failure, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

Chen Ming held the blood-black bone and pierced it down, and with a click, the head of the dead fat man who couldn't move was directly pierced.

With a bang, his head shattered into slag, and the boy gasped for air.

Right now, just a few breaths, he felt that his life was in danger, more miserable than a candle in the wind.

But just as he moved his gaze upwards again, he instantly saw several fat men crawling up in the distance.

Chen Ming looked at the black shadows that seemed to be nothing, and they turned into entities in a swaying way, and approached his side.

Chen Ming struck a clever blow and stood up suddenly, "What's the matter?" Why are there so many living corpses, this blood-robed Daoist is not ......"

When Chen Ming was still thinking about how things would develop, the dead fat man in the distance suddenly rushed over!

Jump into the air and fall straight down, like a falling buckshot.

As the huge fat man smashed on the ground, Chen Ming's mobility was very weak at the moment, and it was quite difficult to move his steps at the speed of light.

With every step, the joints made a clicking sound, and the bones seemed to shatter.

At the moment, there was no way to escape at all, and the huge monster directly smashed downward, exploding instantly.

The black flesh foam flew and rushed in all directions, and there was also a layer of blood water.

Behind the blood-black curtain, the evil spirit roared and laughed, "I didn't expect that a trace of this blood-robed Daoist had already fused with the blood dragon, and his rotten and smelly will gave birth to so many red fat people inside the blood dragon here." ”

Chen Ming felt that his body was quite heavy, although he was able to move, it was like a pair of shackles on his body, and the strong feeling of discomfort made him tremble.

The boy's face appeared on top of a fat mass, "This is the rotting flesh technique performed by the other party!" This strong feeling of suffocation is really uncomfortable. ”

At that critical moment, the evil spirit spied on the other party early, and the mystery of the rotting flesh technique glowed with a part of the inner memory.

Then he turned the rotten meat next to him into a shell and put it on the boy's body.

The art of carrion is quite wonderful and disgusting, and man is the spirit of all things, even if his body is in a state of withering and dying.

A part of his soul, the soul will remain in the world, exist in a special way.

The flesh is just a shell, and the art of rotting flesh can make the flesh decay in an instant.

The withered and decaying pieces of flesh turned into a thick soft mud, as strange as blood.

This trick of turning the living flesh into blood-red carrion is the blood path!

Chen Ming's fat body, after taking two steps, trembled, and the fat on his body patted back and forth.

The boy always found it a little difficult to move, "dragging such a fat body, just jumping is quite difficult." ”

The bones and muscles of the teenager have atrophied considerably, and these fat ...... To be exact, it is a peculiar substance that sticks to the body after the pieces of meat have rotted into a soft mud.

Although Chen Ming at this time was able to barely have a certain amount of action in this blood, there were drawbacks to this after all, and the means of action obtained temporarily made Chen Ming not fully adapt.

The red fat man slammed over again, and a huge meat bullet collided with Chen Ming.

But just as he was about to collide with Chen Ming, Chen Ming's belly exploded instantly.

A blood-black mouth was torn out directly from the abdomen, and the thing that came over was swallowed alive in an instant.

Black blood slowly flowed from the crack in his chest and abdomen, and Chen Ming could feel the flesh and blood on his body, which could be easily controlled by himself.

Every piece of fat, every tooth and bone, Chen Ming was gradually able to merge with this body.

A cold smile appeared on the boy's face, "I'm really not like a person anymore!" It's also forced by this hellish place, let's kill it! ”