Chapter 140: Spirit Weapon Protector

Expressions of horror, fear, and disbelief flashed back and forth on Old Demon Sun's face more than a dozen times in an instant, but in the end, these expressions all turned into a sigh full of bitterness: "Demon Blood Transformation!"

This is the second time that Yuan Hao has used the magic blood transformation technique, and it is also the first time he has used this secret technique in battle, and he needs to test the power of this secret technique with a real battle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As if hearing Old Demon Sun's sigh, Yuan Hao's greatly changed blood pupils suddenly set his eyes on him, and the "Murderous Qi Domain" that had never been used in battle was unconsciously released.

The "Murderous Qi Domain" cooperated with the pair of blood pupils after the transformation of demon blood, the power was far beyond Yuan Hao's imagination, Sun Lao Mo just looked at him once, and his consciousness was pulled into it by the blood sea illusion that came with his blood pupils, and his body immediately trembled.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Sun Lao Mo being trapped in the Blood Sea Illusion, Yuan Hao raised his hand and pointed at it, and the mana from the transformation of the demonic blood surged towards the blood-drinking sword, and the blood-drinking sword supported by his mana once again burst out with a dazzling purple-red sword light.

In the face of the blood-drinking sword with great sword light, the demon dragon who had already opened his wits decisively withdrew and returned to Sun Lao Mo's side, and then the dragon body rolled up, and took the initiative to protect Sun Lao Mo, whose consciousness had fallen into the sea of blood illusion, under his body.

This is the spiritual weapon protector who has been passed down among the low-level monks!

What surprised Yuan Hao even more was that it was still to come, and after the demon dragon protected Sun Lao Demon, he actually raised his head and let out a long dragon groan.

To him, this dragon groan just felt a little harsh, but for Sun Lao Mo, it was a peerless medicine, and it was the call of this dragon groan that made him conscious out of the boundless sea of blood and return to his body.

Glancing at the demon dragon that had fallen silent again, Yuan Hao's eyes lit up and praised: "What a spiritual magic weapon, such a spiritual weapon, even among the spiritual weapons, it is a rare top grade." ā€

The undisguised greed in Yuan Hao's eyes made Sun Lao Mo, who had just woken up from the Blood Sea Illusion, shocked and angry, and under the mixture of anger, he reached out and grabbed the tail of the demon dragon in front of him, and the mana in his body surged towards the demon dragon blade without reservation, obviously not planning to continue the stalemate with Yuan Hao.

Seeing that Sun Lao Mo was going to make a desperate bet, Yuan Hao's eyes were cold, he made a move, and the blood-drinking sword with great sword light flew back to him, and then he raised his hand to wipe the blade, and the rolling blood poured out towards the purple-red sword body.

The bleeding right hand grasped the blood-drinking sword tightly, and Yuan Hao began to chant some kind of incantation in a jerky and strange syllable, and with the incantation in his mouth, the blood-drinking sword began to suck his blood and mana like a super blood leech.

"Demon Dragon Sky Splitting Strike!"

"Blood Sword Soul Chasing Slash!"

Yuan Hao and Sun Lao Mo completed their ultimate move almost at the same time, and as the two of them shouted, the demon dragon that soared twice in size and the blood-drinking sword with restrained sword light each flew towards their target.

The demon dragon was still covered with scars, but his momentum was extremely tragic, as if an evil dragon who had been imprisoned for 10,000 years had finally broken through the shackles and vowed to wash the shame of suppression.

The length of the blood-drinking sword is still five feet, and the sword body no longer shines with dazzling sword light, like a peerless sword that has returned to its roots, just waiting for the moment when it is unsheathed to kill the enemy.

Under the nervous gaze of Yuan Hao and Sun Lao Mo, the tip of the blood-drinking sword and the broken horn on the top of the demon dragon's head finally collided together.

A loud metal clash of "ding" suddenly sounded from the place of the crossfire, and when the sound sounded, Yuan Hao and Sun Lao Mo spurted out a large mouthful of blood almost at the same time.

Then the blood-drinking sword bounced back to Yuan Hao's side with a wail, and the demon dragon appeared in an unwilling roar, and staggered back to Sun Lao Mo.

This time, the two fought to a draw, which can also be said to be a lose-lose, but both sides have no intention of quitting.

Yuan Hao didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, nor did he collect the blood-drinking sword that fell under his feet. When he returned from the blood-drinking sword in vain, he had already held the Demon Flame Banner in his hand, and then held the flagpole tightly with his right hand that had not yet healed from the wound, and forcibly replaced the depleted mana with essence blood to urge the banner, intending to launch a life-threatening blow against Sun Lao Mo.

What Sun Lao Mo did was almost the same as Yuan Hao, and his Yin Wind Banner was still his natal magic weapon, and after urging it with essence blood, the power was much stronger than that of an ordinary magic weapon like the Demon Flame Banner.

Sun Lao Mo, who occupies the advantage of the natal magic weapon, activates the magic weapon much faster than Yuan Hao, his fingers trembled and pointed at Yuan Hao, vomited blood and laughed: "Boy, it's all over, now the old man will send you on the road." ā€

Before the laughter stopped, Sun Laomo's hands suddenly shook, and the Yin Wind Banner that could already be stimulated fell to the ground with a "snap", and then his whole body fell to the ground as if he had pulled out the bones of his body.

"Li, Li Lao Wei ......"

After his lips trembled and he screamed a few times, Sun Lao Mo's head tilted and he swallowed his last breath in Yuan Hao's bewildered eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough......"

After being stunned and witnessing Sun Laomo's breath, Yuan Hao finally couldn't suppress the injury and coughed violently, but what he coughed up was not thick phlegm, but strands of red blood.

After coughing up a lot of blood, Yuan Hao reluctantly opened the storage bag with a trace of mana he had just recovered, took out the jade bottle containing the blood sperm worms, and then swallowed the three blood sperm worms contained in the bottle in one gulp.

After the three blood sperm worms entered the stomach, it only took less than half an hour to recover the small part of the essence blood that Yuan Hao had just lost, and Yuan Hao could feel that this was only a small half of the medicinal effect of the three blood sperm worms.

Although he only recovered a small half of the lost essence blood, Yuan Hao didn't dare to stay here any longer, he reluctantly got up and cleaned up some important things on the battlefield, and escaped into the Yuan Demon space without hesitation.

Yuan Hao's choice was undoubtedly extremely correct, not long after he escaped into the Yuan Demon Space, a second-order dragon horned lizard sneakily came to this messy battlefield.

It was originally the overlord in this passage, but in order to ambush Yuan Hao and the others here, Chen Zhiyuan specially sent his junior disciples to kill and expel these demon beasts in the passage from the passage, but the tempting smell of blood here attracted it again, and it seemed that it came at the right time.

But Lingsun Lao Mo and Li Su were also regarded as overlords in their lifetimes, but now they are all in the belly of this dragon horned lizard with Chen Zhiyuan's subordinates.

PS: The preparation of the new book is going well, and if there are no accidents, it should be released before the 10th, and I hope you will read it at that time. (To be continued.) )