Chapter Fifty-Eight
The black-robed monk was taken aback by the ferocity of the prison, shocked by where such a powerful figure came from.
But he was not slow in his hands, and a few spells were not of much use, so he immediately used his own magic techniques.
Just in defense, all his attention was attracted by the prison seal, and at the same time, a bloody light flashed.
A crack appeared in the black-robed monk's abdomen, and then slowly split in half and fell to the ground.
It's just that what makes people's scalp tingle is that the body, which is divided into two halves, does not shed a drop of blood, as if the blood has been sucked away by the blood just now.
Feng Prison stopped and looked at the corner of the wall, where the wind and snow were blowing, and the ancient well was standing there without waves.
It's just that the blood knife dripping and spinning on her palm has attracted the gaze of the prison sealer.
I saw that the blood knife was dark red, and a blood line extended from the hilt to the tip of the knife.
The layers of blood mist that filled the body of the knife, and there was a faint flow of blood in it.
As time passed, the blood gradually merged into the blood knife.
"Buzz ......!"
The Blood Knife seemed to have a spiritual nature, and it trembled and let out a piercing buzz.
Today's Blood Knife Magic Weapon is not as powerful as it was a few years ago, and it is obvious that the wind and snow have spent a lot on this Blood Knife.
Is it just worth spending a lot of cultivation time on Dharma weapons like this?
Cultivation time is more important in terms of prison sealing, and cultivation time may also be important in terms of wind blowing snow, but she may also feel that sharpening knives is not wrong for woodcutters.
Which is better or worse is a matter of personal opinion.
However, Feng Prison knew that if it weren't for the wind blowing the snow, he might have to spend some hands and feet to deal with this fourth-level Qi cultivator by himself.
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The remaining black-robed monk who chased and killed others was also imprisoned, and the two were simply solved.
It's just unfortunate that there was quite a commotion when the last person was resolved, and it immediately made Brother Junyi and them notice.
When the monk surnamed Lu saw that his junior brother had died, he was even more angry.
In his heart, he even retreated, Brother Junyi was so difficult to deal with.
If you add the other two, I'm afraid I will have to worry about my life!
There are only two junior disciples left around the monk surnamed Lu, and the other junior brother was killed by the claw of the "little mink" in a mistake!
He glanced at the other two, and the three of them immediately stepped up their offensive and changed their previous strategy of consuming their strength!
All of a sudden, it forced Brother Junyi to retreat again and again.
A hint of gloom flashed in the eyes of the monk surnamed Lu, and when the monk Junyi retreated, he and the other two seized the opportunity to kill the little mink to avenge the revenge of the junior brother.
As for Brother Junyi, they won't be able to take it for a while.
When Brother Junyi saw the three of them killing his beloved mink, his face couldn't help but sink.
With one move, the turquoise Xiaoding was divided into his palm.
"Buzz ......!"
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of mana and blood, and there was a buzzing sound when Xiao Ding was neutral.
The next moment, a large number of black mosquitoes flew out of Xiaoding, and the mana and blood water disappeared in the blink of an eye under their rivalry.
From a distance, the sky was filled with black clouds, and the black clouds were extremely fast and shrouded the monks surnamed Lu.
The black cloud took a closer look, and the dense mosquitoes crowded together, which was even more shocking.
Of course, the nausea also makes people's hairs stand on end, and goosebumps are all over the body.
Seeing this, the monk surnamed Lu also changed his complexion greatly, and he never thought that there was such a big mystery in the small tripod magic weapon used against the enemy.
He originally wanted to kill the little mink and temporarily retreated from its edge, but he didn't expect the other party to directly block his way.