Ahem, what a mess!

Tang Yu coughed, covered the wound in his abdomen with his left hand, and supported his body with blue frost with his right hand.

Blood stained the garment red, and dripped from the wound to the ground.

The immortal looked up and looked ahead of him.

The desolate courtyard has now been remodeled. The walls of the adobe bricks collapsed, the green trees in the corners were scorched, and the ground was plowed with a long trail.

There were still sporadic flames burning on the trees, and the whole tree was almost charred. Collapsed adobe walls, explosion craters in the ground. Needless to say, this must have been patronized by Tang Yu's fireball.

But Tang Yu is now seriously injured.

Tang Yuxiu's eyes were slightly closed, with a sinister face, and she looked directly in front of her.

The culprit of everything is that demon cultivator!

The blood-black veins went completely berserk, and several showy little guys came out of their skin.

The ordinary face was wearing some strange ornaments, and a slender leech-like blood-black vein drilled out of the corner of his eye, swinging, greedily enjoying the beautiful environment of the outside world.

The upper half of the body was torn off, revealing a muscular body with scattered blood vessels.

Blood vessels are like seaweed in the sea, and He Shang's body is a boulder that is attached to. Seaweeds sway on the boulders, showing off their presence in a wanton way.

Leech-like slender blood vessels, blood-black, burrowing out of the body, and then tasting the outside world. Wriggling and wriggling, like a living worm, poking its head and slapping its skin indiscriminately.

The blood vessels show their presence, and then they rotate and turn. After stretching their existence, they retracted into He Shang's body. Then a new batch of blood vessels was replaced, and this terrible cycle continued.

Tang Yu held the blue frost stiffly and looked at the demon cultivator ranger.

Look at him, look at a sword mark on his chest.

A burst of blood-black blood originally flowed from the foot-long wound, but then it was stopped. Countless fine blood vessels burrowed out from the vicinity of the wound, sticky and fused, like countless leeches and leeches blending together.

The sword marks faded, leaving only a pink flesh scar.

Demon cultivator, demon cultivator of the evil way!

Although Tang Yu had only been in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for a short time, he also understood the current basic situation.

This ranger is a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator who eats human flesh and blood.

Tang Yu suddenly wanted to laugh at this time, but he couldn't laugh. can only pull his mouth, revealing a very reluctant grin.

He could see the demon cultivator taking a step towards his direction.

Is this demon cultivator eating my flesh or my brain?

Tang Yu thought like this, and then he finally laughed.

With a hearty laugh, a burst of ruddy suddenly appeared on Tang Yu's face. The spiritual power in his body frantically surged towards the Blue Frost in his hand, and the surging spiritual power caused a thick layer of ice to form on the blade of Blue Frost.

Blue Frost is an immortal cultivation sword, a immortal cultivation sword that is buried in the final hand when it is cast.

Use the overflowing spiritual power to urge Blue Frost and hook the back hand where this sword is buried.

Suddenly, the temperature in the courtyard dropped inexplicably, and He Shang smelled a dangerous aura, an extremely dangerous aura of death.

He Shang wanted to dodge, but he couldn't.

The blue frost of the thick ice glowed blue and waved. What followed was a crescent-like blue blade of light that tore through the air and slashed at He Shang's chest.

He Shang was knocked away, and pounced backwards like a rag bag, spread out on the ground, motionless.

Tang Yu watched all this like this, and then on the side of his body, he almost threw himself on the ground.

Blue Frost also fell onto the gravel ground, and its appearance changed dramatically. The Immortal Cultivation Sword, which was originally very good-looking, had changed its appearance and turned into a sword-shaped piece of iron.

It seemed to have been twisted by force, and the entire sword body changed its appearance. The once smooth sword body is also uneven, and the previously sharp blade is also dull.

There is also a slight frost on the iron, as if telling of its former glory.

Blue Frost is wasted, because that's the price of using the final hand.

However, now Tang Yu did not feel sorry for himself, and his attention was all focused on the motionless demon cultivation "corpse".

He waited, silently in his heart.

For a long time, the corpse still did not move, and did not show its vital phenomena.

Demon Xiu is dead!

A wave of excitement swept through Tang Yu's inner world, making him tremble with excitement.

Then the corpse crawled up again.

Suddenly, Tang Yu was desperate.

............

"Ahem, the end. I felt like I was going to die. ”

(Okay, you can't die right now.) ）

"The chest was hit by a spell and froze. That immortal will come up and kill me, and he won't let go of this great opportunity. ”

（...... Tsk tsk, that immortal cultivator's spiritual power was overabsorbed, and now it is out of a state of stinging pain all over his body. Well, that means he shouldn't be able to move his body right now. ）

"Maybe, when will I be able to move?"

(Hey, right now.) ）

............

He Shang stiffly forcibly ordered his body to move, and the blow just now left him in a state of severe injury and freezing.

If someone touched He Shang's body now, they would find that his body temperature was terrifyingly low.

An ice streak tore through his torso, from the top left corner to the bottom right. The dark blue ice left its mark, tearing apart his body with the intention of taking He Shang's life.

What's even more terrifying and weird is that the ice is still spreading, expanding its area.

However, the cold ice was not destined to succeed, and the blood-black veins were very dissatisfied with the arrival of the uninvited guest.

Near the Ice Scars, the ice blue ice spreads, and some of the aborigines are very unfriendly.

In the vicinity of the ice scars, blood-black blood vessels frantically burrowed out of the surface of the body, and a large area of fine blood vessels was drilled.

They compete with the ice for a living area, and they are unhappy with the arrival of these uninvited guests.

The expansion of the ice was forced to stop, and He Shang also felt that the spreading chill in his body was stopped.

But He Shang did not pay attention to himself, but paid most of his attention to the outside world.

He stumbled and tried to get up, and failed several times, but he eventually managed to get up.

The sword was held in his hand, and He Shangqiang dragged his body and moved in the direction of Tang Yu.

He's going to try to kill immortals today!

(Hehe, the spiritual root is also a matter of quality.) Well, it's best to be stripped from a living immortal cultivator, and it's still steaming. ）

"He must die. I must kill him while he can't resist!

(That Tang Yu's spiritual root is of poor quality, and I think we should try not to lose the quality of the spiritual root.) ）

"I ...... Kill him first. ”

(Hehe, I knew you would do it for a long time.) ）

There was a pause, and then its voice took on a hint of triumph.

(I still don't think I've got a dog's tooth that I don't use!, I'm the pupil of an uncertain prophet.) Maybe I should consider becoming a fortune teller. ）

Mo Jue said, and then He Shang's right arm began to squirm.

A large cluster of blood vessels emerges from the surface of the body and then merges with each other to form a large thick blood vessel, and a white object is contained within the blood vessel.

In He Shang's slightly surprised gaze, this dog tooth was spurted out by blood vessels and attacked towards the immortal cultivator in front of him.