Chapter 129: Sacrificing the Divine Soldier

In the formation diagram, it contains the true blood of the deer swagger, and it is integrated into the brand of the deer swagger.

As the formation was smashed into the blood sword, the entire sword shook, as if it was about to break free from the cage of a fierce beast.

Bang!

There was a sound of shattering, and the enchantment light curtain that shrouded the square quietly shattered.

The night rain banquet on the edge of the square rushed out of the square with the blood refining demon sword.

Night Rain Banquet looked back, his eyes revealing surprise, the deer swagger and the ghost king of the mist were fighting-for-tat.

The game between the two instantly made the night rain banquet understand something.

His lips were pursed, his eyes were persistent, and he had just stepped out of the square, stepped back again, and ran all the way towards the pool of blood.

The deer's swaggering actions are clearly desperate, where is it just blocking?

Isn't the reason for this to keep the last glimmer of hope for yourself?

After the night rain banquet that has been through hardships since childhood, the already cold heart finally dissolved at this moment.

Tears poured out of her eyes and crossed her snow-white cheeks.

Vampires, do they have tears too?

However, Night Rain Feast is very clear that she is not a pure blood clan, although she has a part of the blood of the blood clan, she is still an existence different from the blood clan, blood and humans.

It is precisely because of her unique identity that she has caused the tragic life of the Night Rain Banquet.

But now, the Night Rain Banquet seems to have undergone rebirth and seen the dawn again.

The dawn came, driving away the cold night.

The appearance of dawn dispelled the darkness.

It was as if the shackles of the heart had burst open, and it was the softest and most delicate part under the hard shell.

Originally, it was well protected, but now it is breaking free from the shell and getting a new life.

Breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, a new life, a new transformation.

In life, there is no longer darkness, the dawn is eternal.

The light shines brightly and warms the world.

At this moment, the Night Rain Banquet completed the sublimation of the self and was once again at the milestone of the state of mind.

The realm climbs, strides forward, and the understanding of everything is more profound.

And all of this was brought by that man!

The new life comes from the deer swagger, the man who melted the glacier.

At this moment, the Night Rain Banquet seemed to feel the power of the heart, as if it had not felt its freshness and power until now.

And with the shattering of the enchantment light curtain, the sunlight projected from above became more intense without the barrier of the enchantment.

The mountain sealing array, the golden light flickered, and the spirit patterns on it shone brightly, blessing the incoming sunlight and suppressing the ghost king of the mist on the altar.

At this time, the deer swagger had already urged with all his might, and his whole body was blooming with blazing aura.

Under the dual effect, the Ghost King gradually lost control of the Blood Sword, and was once again taken away by Lu Zhao.

In the rear, the night rain banquet was shot out, and the blood refining demon sword in his hand was also rising with raging blood flames.

In the Blood Sword, the sword qi that was swaggered into by the deer was derived from the Blood Refining Demon Sword.

As the Night Rain Banquet approached, the Blood Refining Demon Sword also had a slight induction with the sword qi.

The Blood Refining Demon Sword hummed, and the sword body exploded with light, bursting out with a strong sword aura.

The sword qi roared out, not controlled at all.

Without the slightest preparation, the sword qi had already erupted and swept towards the deer.

"Be careful!"

The appearance of this scene made the night rain banquet a little frightened.

The strength of the Blood Refining Demon Sword, as the master, no one knows better than him about the Night Rain Banquet.

This is an extremely domineering heavy sword, and it also has a psychic spirit.

Hearing the reminder from behind him, Lu Zhao's figure suddenly flashed, and he fell next to the Ghost King of the Mist.

As soon as the seal of both hands flipped over, it slapped towards the place where the Ghost King of the Mist was connected to the Blood Sword.

There was a cloud of mist, shrouded in mist, and the deer swaggered to see if the ghost king of the mist had hands.

The form of the spirit can change in a myriad of ways, and there is no particular fixed image.

Boom!

The powerful force roared down, containing the swaggering and powerful spiritual power of the deer, and instantly split between the two.

It was at this point that the sword qi of the Blood Refining Demon Sword had also surged over, and it was all injected into the Blood Sword.

With the injection of this sword qi, the blood sword was replenished, and it immediately completely destroyed the traces left by the Ghost King of the Mist.

The deer swaggered out his palm, immediately clenched the hilt of his sword, and quickly retreated backwards.

And after losing the blood sword, the Ghost King of the Mist shook violently all over his body, and let out a burst of ghost roars, turning into Dao light waves and sweeping out.

Even, in the sky, the sunlight blessed by the Great Array of Mountains was shattered by the powerful power of the Ghost King of the Mist, turning into patches of brilliant stars.

A large amount of mist poured out from the body of the Ghost King of the Mist, forming a cloud of mist that shrouded the sky above the square.

The blood-glittering eyes were already projected on the deer's swaggering body.

"You, die!"

When the words fell, the figure of the Ghost King of the Mist flickered, and he had already pounced on the deer to swagger.

At this moment, the heavy sword, which was more than one person long, suddenly flew from behind Lu Zhaoyao and rushed towards the figure of the Ghost King of the Mist.

Boom!

The violent collision set off a terrifying wind.

The deer who had just retreated was immediately pushed back again and again.

His eyes flickered, and when he saw the person who stopped in front of him, it was actually a night rain banquet, and the deer swaggered and his heart was shocked.

Didn't you let her go first?

Moreover, why has the momentum of Yeyuyan's body, and even her temperament, changed dramatically?

The realm has improved?

What's going on?

Lu Zhaoyao just glanced at it, and he found many changes in the Night Rain Banquet. But he didn't have time to think about this, and his eyes returned to the Ghost King of the Mist.

Even if the realm of the Night Rain Banquet has improved again, compared to the Ghost King of the Mist, it is still an ant-like existence.

Even if the deer is swaggering, in front of the Ghost King of the Mist, he is also like an ant.

The blood sword that had just been able to capture the Ghost King of the Mist was all due to luck under many coincidences.

If the time was not noon, if there was no mountain sealing array, or even that sword qi, the deer swaggered in front of the Ghost King of the Mist, and it could only be the fate of being terminated by a sword.

But now, because of many factors, it has become the result of this time.

The deer swaggered his hands and still flew away, and began to shoot out one spirit pattern after another, and began to refine this blood sword refined by the Ghost King of the Mist.

As the spirit patterns continued to be carved, the Ghost King of the Ghost Mist became even more furious, sweeping out a whip-like mist and sweeping away the Night Rain Feast.

The blood-red eyes emitted a red glow, reflecting on the deer's swaggering body.

"Give me back!"

The Ghost King of the Mist roared, his figure flickering, and he appeared in front of the deer.

A cloud of mist, which seemed to be boiling, struck down on the deer.

Facing the attack of the Ghost King of the Mist, the deer swaggered his hands and suddenly clasped together, grabbed the black hilt of the blood sword, and his body also rushed forward.

On the blood sword, the crimson veins meandered, like blood vessels, and the deer's swaggering and powerful spiritual power stabbed into the body of the Ghost King of the Mist...... Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Start a Base Car Claw Book House" for free for the first time.