Gu Mo Luo's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhi Zhi Idiot without blinking.

People are in the formation, but Luo Er is not particularly afraid, he is now judging whether the attack of the idiot can be sent out at will, if so, then he must break through as soon as possible, otherwise, it will not be too comfortable to be pierced by the thin soft sword a few times.

Zhi Idiot's expression was as usual, and his eyes seemed to be confused, and he couldn't see any expression.

However, after Luo Er paid close attention to Zhi Idiot, he found a very strange thing.

He could vaguely sense the blood breath of the idiot, and the induction was very weak, if it weren't for the instability of the idiot's qi and blood at this time, he really couldn't feel it.

Sensing the breath of the idiot, Luo Er's heart was settled.

First, the blood of the idiot is within his perception, although the perception is very weak, but at a critical moment, he can still forcibly interfere with the attack of the idiot, and, more importantly, from the qi and blood induction, Luo Er can be sure that it is not easy for the idiot to send out the strange sword.

It's not as casual as it seems.

Although I wondered in my heart, why the monks of the Sea God Temple would actually drip blood hero talismans or Hades posts, and they would also unknowingly fall into the adult's demon blood magic technique, but now is not the time to delve into it.

It's good to be hit by the Blood Demon Divine Technique, otherwise you can only break through first.

After figuring out the situation of the idiot, Luo Er looked up to the sky and laughed, his body was full of qi and blood, and the blood rage came up again.

This time, with a step in the air, the huge fist brought bursts of red light, and wildly attacked the idiot.

In the battle array, the idiot was the most intimidating to him, and the soft sword made him like a bone and a throat. But it is not unpleasant.

Sun Hao's body moved. The Great Array is activated. The figure flew over, Xuanyuan Hong was a few misplaced, avoiding Luo Er's blood fist, Sun Hao's whole body flashed with golden light, and he hit him head-on.

Luo Er's strength is huge and friendless, Sun Hao has blessed the power of the battle array and is a little unable to resist, Xuanyuan Hong's body is not strong, but it is not suitable to block directly in front.

Sun Hao's large array shifted. Moved Regulus to the rear and stepped up himself.

With a bang, Sun Hao blocked Luo Er's bloody fist.

With a sound of "Gangang", Dujiu's green dragon knife broke through the air, stalagmites emerged from the ground of the corridor, and a green dragon was pressed down in the air.

With the help of Sun Hao's battle array, Dujiu issued his special skill "Green Dragon Roar".

Luo Er was not afraid, and the other two fists kept "booming", constantly falling attacks on Sun Hao's body.

With a cold snort in his mouth, his hands were raised high. Waves of blood came out casually, supporting the green dragon that fell in the air. The bloody hand was wide open, flew into the air and became bigger, pinched the green dragon with one hand, and scattered it in the air.

With one step, the stalagmites are crushed by roots.

casually broke Dujiu's green dragon roar.

blocked the surprise attack of Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan.

Gu Mo Luo's two pairs of iron fists and Sun Hao's ping pong collided together continuously, the huge strength of the ancient demon got the bonus of blood rage, and every blow was powerful and heavy, and every blow made Sun Hao's arm numb.

Facing the antibody-type tall Gu Demon who was known for his strength, even if Sun Hao's golden battle body was complete, he was still repelled by punch after punch.

The ancient demons that descended on the continent were all the elites of the elite, and the power of the ancient demons made Sun Hao frightened.

If Luo Er just attacked with both fists like this, Sun Hao could barely block it with the blessing of the big array.

However, after receiving more than ten punches in a row, Sun Hao found that something was wrong.

Gu Mo Luo Er's fists seemed to have a special power like a drum and a hammer that would destroy in all directions.

The power is very weird, and it can unconsciously force on Sun Hao's body to cause cutting damage, and it seems that although the attack is a fist, Sun Hao's body seems to have been cut by a knife, and there are deep scars.

The vestments can't stop the splitting, and the road is broken.

And Sun Hao's body below the robe floated with layers of red and golden blood in it.

In less than a moment, Sun Hao had already been attacked and bruised all over his body.

With a flash of white light, the dead wood god fell more and more on his body, producing a certain healing effect, but it could not completely heal the wound, and the blood was still gushing out uncontrollably from Sun Hao.

The golden body still can't stop the weird severance damage.

Zhu Ling's brows furrowed, and she shouted, "Xiaohao, are you okay?"

Sun Hao was still in front of the tall ancient demon, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone pay attention to his fist, it is very weird, it can cause a cut wound. ”

The royal blue light flashed on Shan Juan's hand, and on the halberd, a blue light fell and fell on Sun Hao.

Sun Hao's dead wood healed the wounds that could not be completely healed, and began to heal quickly after being moistened by the blue light, Sun Hao perked up and said, "Ripple, thank you." ”

Sun Hao's Dead Wood Divine Healing is a wood attribute spell, and the main main vitality is vigorous, but when it comes to the treatment of wounds, it is a single water attribute spell that is more professional and has a better effect.

After receiving Sun Hao's thanks, Shan Juan was very happy in his heart and giggled, but immediately his jade face sank again.

She found that Gu Mo Luo Er's fists fell again, and new wounds kept popping up on Sun Hao's body that he had just healed.

Sun Hao is the main battle master, and he is also the main opponent who resists him head-on, if Sun Hao is not destroyed, it is impossible for Gu Mo Luo Er to directly deal with other monks, since this is the case, Gu Mo Luo Er simply went all out to attack Sun Hao.

With a strong fist, mixed with a strange splitting force, Luo Er strode forward, and with one punch, he smashed down on Sun Hao mercilessly.

Sun Hao pulled the power of the large array, blessed his body, and defended with all his might.

The huge strength made Sun Hao feel his qi and blood tumbling, and his breathing seemed to be a little unsmooth, so he tried his best to parry, and he had to apply a dead wood divine healing to his body from time to time.

Despite the presence of a single ripple to assist in the treatment.

After a moment of fighting, Sun Hao was defeated and retreated, his whole body was stained with blood, and the magic clothes on his body were also full of holes, except that his eyes were still clear, Sun Hao's state was very embarrassed.

Sun Hao reluctantly withstood the fierce attack of Gu Mo Luo Er, while Zhu Ling, Wang Yuan, and Dujiu took the opportunity to attack Luo Er.

It's just that Luo Er freed up four hands to defend.

Or the arms are huge, directly defeating the Dujiu Qinglong, or the arms are folded to block Zhu Ling and Wang Yuan's attacks, so that their attacks are in vain.

Sun Hao fought while retreating, and a trace of bitterness welled up in his heart.

Sun Hao could perceive that Gu Mo Luo Er's strange splitting fist technique, strictly speaking, was even more of a divine sense attack similar to his own sword technique.

If his divine consciousness is not suppressed too much, then his state must be much better than now, but now there is no good way, he can only go all out, fight to be hurt by his body, and also resist the ancient demons and create conditions for his companions to take action.

Now it depends on how often Xiaohong's real female sword can be issued, and then whether the attack of the companion can finally produce an attack effect.

See who lasts longer, and see who can't hold on first.

Sun Hao's body has more and more scars.

Blood stained his clothes, and the neat robes turned into wisps, and in the golden light, with a trace of blood red, Sun Hao's face gradually appeared a trace of paleness.

Under the impact of huge force, every time it is hard-connected, there will be new lacerations and wounds will open, and some of the old wounds, which have healed under the treatment of a single ripple, have also been hit by unknown forces, and they will crack again and burst with blood.

Although he became a bloody man, Sun Hao still fought to the death without stopping, doing everything possible to create opportunities for his companions to attack.

Every time a companion attacks, he can always receive the power of the formation path blessed by Sun Hao's distraction.

Seeing Sun Hao's injuries gradually becoming serious, and seeing Sun Hao's blood stained on the spot, whether it was Shan Juan or Zhu Ling, they were very sad in their hearts, and they were strongly worried, and they only hoped that the battle could be resolved as soon as possible.

Zhizhi is Xuanyuan Hong's eyes always have a slightly confused look, although there are also worries and uneasiness in her heart, but the reality does not allow her to attack indiscriminately.

The True Female Sword is full of strength, and she is gradually recovering, but when to launch it, you have to choose the right time.

In the big array, Dujiu, who has always been free and easy, laughing and laughing, is also cold at this time, and has a very depressed and uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

He doesn't have many friends in Dujiu, Jian Baizhuan is counted as one, and agarwood is also counted as one, and Baizhuan blew himself up on the spot in order to save him.

In order to block the ancient demons, Sun Hao even stained his beard with blood.

At this moment, Dujiu's heart is like returning to the time when Jindan was talking about immortals, thinking of Sun Hao's "taste of immortals", immortals can be proud, and immortals are also free and easy, but as Agarwood said, immortals are born with a touch of sadness.

It's just, fucking sad.

In Dujiu's heart, it seemed that he was holding his breath, the more he held it, the more he was blocked, the heavier it became, and he was not unhappy.

A trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, and Dujiu raised his voice in vain and said: "Damn, the ninth master is not powerful, you are a persimmon when you are Lao Tzu, Gu Mo Luo Er, your grandfather and I are here, ah ......" (to be continued.) )