Chapter Eighty-Seven: Bloody Slash

The muscles of the dead wood bulged like a hill, and the sound of blood rushing could be faintly heard, like a flood from the top of the mountain, lapping against the rocks.

Rise!

At the moment when Ning Beichuan fell, purple hook vines with the thickness of thumbs rose into the sky, like poisonous snakes, strangled towards the dead wood.

Deadwood snorted coldly, took out a fireball talisman from the storage bag, and threw it out. For the purple hook vine, the dead wood is still very taboo, if it is entangled in the body, it is difficult to get out, and then it can only be slaughtered by others.

Suddenly, the overwhelming wisteria exploded with a "boom" and burned into a sea of fire.

However, because of the appearance of this flame, it also blocked the body of the dead wood.

Go!

Rub and go!

Suddenly, under the effect of the "pulling" technique, the surrounding trees rushed into the flames, and the flames were surging, turning into a sea of fire in an instant. Seeing this, Ning Beichuan hurriedly condensed a few fireballs and threw them over, and suddenly the flames in the sea of fire burned more vigorously and the color became darker.

Deadwood broke into the sea of fire alone, but in the same way, Ning Beichuan did not dare to come out of the sea of fire.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ning Beichuan sat cross-legged on the ground, the sound wave of the roar just now hit his chest, and his ribs were all broken, and as a last resort, he began to use the Spirit Devouring Skill to recover from his injuries.

Then his eyes were agitated, and he sacrificed the Red Lian Whip, erasing Bai Jiu's residual divine sense, and then highlighted a breath of spiritual energy and began to sacrifice.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Ning Beichuan's head began to run wildly, how to escape. I have to say that the beastly deadwood has a strong body, agility and speed, and is very difficult.

The key is that if you are hit by dead wood, your body will be completely wasted, and although the Spirit Swallowing Gong can recover from the injury, if the injury is very serious, it will not have time to recover. At that time, he was seriously injured by the roar of the Black Feather Eagle Tiger, and the Spirit Swallowing Skill could only continue his life, and he could not completely treat his injuries, and in the end, he could rely on the medicinal effect of the brute muscle fruit to fully recover his injuries.

"Damn, it gave him a chance to breathe. What kind of spell was that just now, I used the blood of the beast king three-eyed mad bull to beast, and my body was comparable to the level of a ninth-level demon beast, and he easily cut off one of my hands. Deadwood stared at the sea of fire below, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, the state of beast transformation lasted for a maximum of one stick of incense, and if it exceeded one stick of incense, it would return to its original state, and at that time, with the Soul Devouring Banner, it would not be Ning Beichuan's opponent.

Now it's either you die or I'm dead, the dead wood is ruthless, trembling violently, and then the muscles of the whole body are quickly dissipating, and it didn't take long for the original three-zhang high dead wood to be just over a zhang high, without the fierce and powerful appearance before.

Deadwood gasped violently, his breath wilting to the extreme. I saw red lightning-like things appear on his body, constantly converging towards the center of his eyebrows.

Originally, there was a crack in the center of the eyebrows, but as the red lightning continued to converge, the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally there was a faint feeling that it was about to be opened. Inside the crack, there seems to be a black whirlpool, even the light can swallow it up, there seems to be some terrifying existence inside, just looking at it, it makes people feel a palpitation.

Deadwood's face was pained, and red lightning flashed on his skin.

But as the number of red lightning increased, his size slowly shrank, and his breath became lower and lower. It felt like a sturdy adult man suddenly turned into an old man in the twilight, with teeth and hair falling out. But the crack in the center of the eyebrows is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a faint feeling that it is about to open.

"Open!" Deadwood roared in pain, and a black light rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly enlarged like a cylinder, and everywhere he looked, it was covered by black light.

Ning Beichuan was originally practicing the red whip, but suddenly his eyelids jumped, staring at the sea of fire above his head, revealing a puzzled expression.

Above the sea of fire, there seemed to be a powerful, terrifying force brewing, and this power made him smell a breath of death, and it was very strong.

With a bang, the sea of fire above his head disappeared, and a black light covered it, and wherever the black light passed, no matter what it was, whether it was a burning flame or a purple hook vine, it disappeared in an instant.

Burst!

Almost instantly, Ning Beichuan's pores exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and then instantly condensed into a disc, and he plunged into the blood-colored disc, and with a whoosh, turned into a bloody light and disappeared in place.

"It's a pity, I wanted to leave him alive to ask for the exercises, but under the eyes of the Heavenly Bull Demon, everything disappeared cleanly, but the storage bag and magic weapon can still be left, which can be regarded as making up for the exercises. Deadwood looked at the area below that was razed to the ground, and even the ground was sunk down three feet, and said with some emotion: "If I can get his exercises, maybe I can get one step closer, it's a pity." ”

Whether it was manipulating plants, devouring aura and life force, or cutting off his arm, the sword-shaped aura he wanted it all.

Deadwood's talent is good, but due to the restrictions of the exercises, his cultivation has grown very slowly, and if he wants to build a foundation, he doesn't know what year and month he will have to wait.

Covered by the deadwood divine sense, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted, "Not good!"

His divine sense swept below, but he didn't find Ning Beichuan's storage bag. The Celestial Bull Demon Eye is extremely powerful, but it is impossible for the genius earth treasure of the storage bag and magic weapon to disappear.

Where is it?

The dead wood divine sense hurriedly covered the surrounding area, but he did not find Ning Beichuan's figure, as if he had really been wiped out by the Heavenly Bull Demon Eye. But a strong sense of crisis has been lingering in my heart.

Here it comes!

The Deadwood Divine Sense suddenly sensed something rushing towards him, and then a red glow flashed under his eyes.

When the dead wood was about to crack and the red light flashed, it was Ning Beichuan. He wanted to raise his arm to grab Ning Beichuan, but no matter how he moved, his body didn't obey him. What then appeared in his pupils was a headless corpse, falling into it.

I'm dead!

The dead wood with only one head left glared angrily, then turned gray and white, and the soul immediately left his body, and the soul eater flew out of the storage bag, and fled away with him.

Hmph, do you still want to go? Ning Beichuan gradually condensed his figure, skinny as wood, just now he used the Blood Escape Technique twice in a row, and it has reached the limit, if he uses it once, he will hurt the foundation. This time, he used the Blood Escape Technique to catch the dead wood by surprise, and used the cultivation technique to directly cut off the dead wood's head, so fast and lightning that he didn't have time to react.

His divine sense swept around the Soul Eater Banner that was about to escape, and bursts of soul power continued to penetrate into the Soul Eater Banner.

"Ning Beichuan, you are looking for death!" Deadwood roared bitterly, his voice a little weak. In fact, without this instrument of the body, his soul is constantly disappearing.