The hand that had been holding the heavy sword began to tremble, and his face became more and more ugly.

A strong bloody aura washed through Lin Mochen's nose, making it almost difficult for him to control himself.

"Isn't it already pressed down?"

Zombies are bloodthirsty by nature, but they have used their strong perseverance to attract blood before. In addition, he often refined the blood of fierce beasts and brute beasts, and did not cause adverse consequences, so that he was very negligent.

It turned out that the desire was still there, but it was hidden in his bones.

Candle Shi quickly found out about his situation, "Exhausted?"

The crowd watching the battle also saw it, but it was none of their business.

Tumu Yao still stood up, but was pressed by Tu Zulang.

"It's still a fight, and if you go up, you'll break the rules! The big deal is that you will suffer some flesh pain and lose something. ”

"But......" Tu Mu Yao tried to tell, but couldn't find any reason.

"Sit down!" Tu Zulang's voice didn't give the slightest room for refusal, "Tu Ling will definitely care more than you! Didn't you just predict?"

Tumu Yao nodded at first, then shook his head.

glanced at Tuzhang seriously, and saw that he was still sitting in front of the desk, holding a bowl of wine in his hand, his eyes focused but relaxed.

"It seems that our little friend had an accident, did the zombie's hemophilia attack?"

Juzangguang tried to help Lin Mochen exonerate, "If you can suppress the urge to suck blood, you will be in the same vein." ”

"The strength is not high, if you want to break free from the shackles of the bloodline, you can't do it yourself!"

These are the words of the six elders of the Time Tribe.

This accident turned this humble battle into the spotlight, and many people fell into deep thought.

However, Lin Mochen didn't have time to ponder, the struggle in the depths of his blood and the bloody aura kept washing away his mind.

Candle Shi soon realized that the reason for Lin Mochen's seizure was because of his blood.

When there was no far turning exercise, Lin Mochen's two pairs of tiger teeth and ten-fingered iron armor were exposed, deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, and a pair of eyes turned blood-red without knowing when.

"Blood...... No...... Blood ......"

Candle Shi was about to attack, but he couldn't help but look around.

A pair of eyes looked at him in unison, and his originally relaxed state of mind suddenly became heavy.

To fight or not to fight?

If you continue to fight, you will be taking advantage of others. If no one is okay, the key is that there are so many people staring at it now.

I couldn't help but stop in my hand and look carefully at the candle without light.

"This idiot!" Candle Wuguang scolded angrily in his heart.

If he didn't look at it like this, he would have beaten it, and it would be a big deal to carry a little infamy.

Now, if he instructed it, it would naturally become a matter of no light for him.

But he didn't care, and winning seemed to him only a matter of time.

Don't look at Lin Mochen hurting Candle Shi, but compared to the real strength, Lin Mochen is far from enough.

Candlewing was also scolding, and at the same time gave a negative signal.

Candle Wuguang may not care about these things, but as a candidate for the next patriarch, he has to think about something.

"Boy, uncle doesn't take advantage of people's danger. He shook his injured palm in front of him.

"Ahh

"Zha~" A voice like thunder exploded in Lin Mochen's mind, making his mind clear.

"Operate the light of purification. ”

Lin Mochen's consciousness was shocked, and he quickly channeled the power of his mind into his mind.

This check startled me, and my mind was filled with indescribable temptation of red gas.

As soon as the purifying light entered, the red gas quickly receded like a mouse meeting a cat.

However, a lot of red gas was still annihilated by the light of purification.

A sense of relief suddenly spread out from the inside of the body, the red light in his eyes quickly disappeared, and his pale face did not fade for a while. However, even in the zombie state, there is still a sense of weakness in the body.

Lin Mochen, who had eased up, returned the heavy sword to his side and looked at Candle Shi, who was still shaking his hand, "What, is there too much blood, and you want to give me a little?"

After speaking, he licked his lips, and his face was flat.

"So fast?" Candle Shi startled.

As the protagonists of the zombie kingdom, the Wicans know them well and even surpass themselves.

Compared with the dozens of tribes of the Wu Clan, the zombie clan also has two veins, the Xuan Corpse and the generals, and the first-class forces are also ten Xuan Corpse Families and a famous city Dark Pavilion.

The biggest disadvantage of zombies is bloodthirsty, if it weren't for the strength of the Wu clan, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out long ago.

Naturally, there are countless zombies trying to get rid of bloodthirsty entanglement, and what they can really do is either be incinerated by the bloodline or have a supreme chance, such as Ming Zheng and Lin Mochen.

"Thank you for not taking advantage of the danger, I will use my strongest strength to fight against you next, please be careful!"

He put the heavy sword in a posture again, and his body suddenly exuded a powerful momentum, raising the dust that had stopped just now again, and he was full of momentum for a while.

Such a scene is not strong, and Candle Shi can also cause such a situation, but this is just a change in sword moves, and there is no addition of strength, so it can't be treated with common sense.

The originally relaxed face became serious, and the age spots on the face seemed to be injected with youthful qi and blood, and became a little tighter.

"Nine Heavens and Eighteen Blows!"

The sword move that was clear in his heart was messily used in his hand, enveloping him with unclear power.

With a thud, the heavy sword slammed into the ground, drawing a dent that was more than three feet long.

This floor is not a cherished material, but with the addition of the law of the soil system, it is not weaker than ordinary low-grade immortal weapons.

What's even more amazing is that Candle Shi didn't change the slightest position at all, and the sword move deflected by itself.

Lin Mochen bared his teeth, and the labor pain in his hands made his tiger's mouth a little numb.

"Are you looking down on me?" Candle Shi, who was already a little annoyed, seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and the bone disc in his hand was thrown up by him and smashed towards Lin Mochen.

"Time is imprisoned!"

With Candle Shi's low shout, Lin Mochen's method was strongly imprisoned, making him unable to move for a while.

Is this the power of time?

Lin Mochen's eyes watched Candle Shi's movements, but he couldn't move.

If each time period is cut small enough, then every moment is static.

The power of consciousness came out of the body, but it could no longer get out without a distance of three feet.

That's a two-meter radius.

Move me!

The power of consciousness poured into the heavy sword, and the blood qi in the sword was triggered, blooming one after another blood qi, and smashed into the time barrier with the heavy sword.

Bang, a voice sounded in my heart.

Lin Mochen could feel it, and his heart was beating again!