Chapter 64: The Bitter Battle

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Huixin found that Shesheng suddenly swept past her, and the demon cultivator who was chasing behind her was stunned and opened the distance, she also hurriedly stopped, turned around and shouted worriedly.

At this time, Shesheng had already separated from Tang Anxiao, exchanging injuries for injuries, and severely damaged Tang Anxiao, who was fighting in the warehouse.

With his right hand swinging back, he turned his head slightly sideways, and said in a deep voice: "Huixin, you go first, I'll drag them here, and after you leave through the teleportation array, I can naturally get out." ”

"But ......" Huixin glanced at the blood on the corner of Shesheng's mouth, and then at the two demon cultivators who were eyeing him, and couldn't make up his mind.

She knew that Shesheng said this just to comfort herself and let herself leave the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons first, but looking at the current situation, the demon cultivator is two against one, and Shesheng may not be able to get out as easily as he said, and the natal magic weapon of Shesheng - the Forgetting Death Knife, at this time is still carrying Huang Zhen who can't fly in the air, and his combat power is greatly reduced, so it is better to take Huang Zhen away first, with the length of the sword body of her magic weapon Mingxin Sword, it shouldn't be a problem to squeeze and bring two people.

After making up his mind, Huixin controlled the flying sword under his feet, aimed at the place where Shesheng turned back, where Huang Zhen was now, and galloped away.

"Want to run?" "Want to run?" The Blood Demon Lord smiled coldly, letting go of Tang Anxiao, who was already able to stand firm in the air, and was about to cross Shesheng and chase after Huixin, he saw that only Shesheng was a fierce opponent among the four people in his sight, and the other three were only the woman's cultivation was acceptable, and she could hold out for a while, and the other two men were no different from ordinary people, they were the existence that would be crushed to death as long as they made a move, so he directly targeted the three softer persimmons, and wanted to kill them first.

Shesheng has been observing the Bloody Demon Lord's every move, he has not seen the Bloody Demon Monarch before, but he has heard about it, when Shesheng made a name for himself in the cultivation world, the Bloody Demon Lord has been defeated by the Penglai Immortal Sect's Heavenly Pivot Daoist, if it weren't for the Bloody Demon Monarch who left a secret technique and spent a huge amount of money to use the Blood Escape Method to escape, there would be no such person in the cultivation world.

The skull-shaped magic weapon of the Blood Demon Lord is too distinctive, and the fierce Demon Dao monks rarely practice their natal magic weapon like that, and he is just such a person within a thousand years, so he can recognize him through the magic weapon at a glance.

It was indeed right to notice him, and he moved his body at will, moving to the side, just blocking the path of the Blood Demon Lord.

"Monk, you are looking for death!" If the Blood Demon Lord is talking about age, he is older than anyone present, how can he not have the arrogance of relying on the old and selling the old, seeing that a sacrifice who did not know that he was born when he became famous dared to block himself, the Blood Demon Lord was annoyed, picked up the magic weapon in his hand, and formed a magic formula, the magic weapon of the entity spread into a blood mist, and opened his blood-red and deep mouth, as if he wanted to swallow the sacrifice into his stomach.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, he was not afraid, and stomped his foot lightly in the air, the heavens and the earth trembled, condensed the mana, and the golden light on his body was like liquid and lava, circulating and flowing, row upon row, and the Buddha beads in his hand were full of light.

The skull swallowed Shesheng in one bite, his mouth closed, and Shesheng's rather thin figure disappeared into the vast blood clots, and was completely swallowed up, each blood clot of this skull was refined from the flesh and blood of living beings, including the bones of hundreds of righteous monks killed outside the Absolute Spirit Cave, which looked extremely viscous and made people feel vomiting.

But in the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord, he can only see excitement and surprise, and he has an unreasonable hobby for blood.

The reddish color is very different from the red of the dye, blood, which cannot be made by any means of modulation.

Everyone's blood smells slightly different, which is directly related to everyone's living environment, habits, and genetics, but even if there are thousands of different smells, as long as you smell it once, it will make him unforgettable for a lifetime.

Because he knows enough about blood, is obsessed with it, and is almost crazy.

Blood is a gift from heaven, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece, and a bright flower of life.

When he had the way of blood, when he kept killing and collecting blood and laughed happily, he learned about the cruel art. Art requires sacrifice and sacrifice, and he slaughtered village after village, for nothing else, just to deepen his understanding of the way of blood.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Shesheng, the Blood Demon Lord laughed wildly, this is the price of going against him, anyone who offends him will inevitably turn into his magic weapon nourishment, and then he remembered the person who made him unforgettable hatred, that Penglai Immortal Sect's Tianshu Dao Leader, sooner or later, one day, he will let you taste the power of my blood.

In a moment, the laughter of the Blood Demon Lord came to an abrupt end, and some surprised people stared at the tightly closed skull's mouth, bursting with golden Buddha light, and the sound of the Buddha horn of the bell came from inside, and the Buddhist swastika flickered, as if something was about to break out of the shell.

The golden mana formed a Buddha flame, burning through a huge hole in the middle of the blood skeleton, and a javelin-like figure appeared in the center of the hole, even the clothes were intact, and it seemed that being swallowed by the skeleton did not cause him any harm.

She Sheng stood quietly in place, his eyes flowing with a touch of fierceness, as if something had quietly awakened in his body, calmly staring at the Blood Demon Lord, as if the calm before the storm was about to tear him apart in the next moment.

The skull that the Blood Demon Lord had transformed into a larger skull with a magic weapon was broken, there was no anger, no shock, everything seemed to be expected by him, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

When she looked back, the skulls that were scattered by him seemed to go back in time, and they reunited behind him, that is, the size was smaller than before, but the monstrous ferocity still existed.

The blood jade teeth that were like entities opened up and down, shining with a bright luster, and they were about to bite at Huixin and the others when they opened their mouths.

As soon as Hui Xin took Huang Zhen, who had resumed his basic movements, from the magic weapon of sacrificing his life, to his Mingxin Sword, a deep shadow enveloped her.

"Not good!"

Huixin secretly screamed, the magic weapon couldn't be pulled out under his feet, and the spell casting time was not allowed, so he could only watch as he was about to be bitten by the skull's teeth.

A dark gold slashed in front of his eyes, piercing the menacing skull, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be the life-sacrificing natal magic weapon Forgetting Death Knife, and with the power of being recalled, it broke through the seemingly ferocious skull, making the skull that was about to bite move for a moment.

At this moment, Huixin bought precious time to urge the magic weapon to move forward, but this was not enough to escape the huge mouth of the skull, Huixin used mana, and did not cast any spells, all the mana came out from her tender jade hands, and pushed towards the skull behind her.

"Bang-"

The frantic air currents were raging, and the wind was blowing everywhere.

The Blood Demon Lord has the cultivation of the Dao Shu Realm, even if he was scattered by Shesheng once during the attack, and then was pierced by Shesheng's magic weapon, but its power is still equivalent to the full force of the Dao Miao Realm monk's blow, not to mention that he attacked with his own natal magic weapon, and Huixin used her flesh mortal fetus who had cultivated the golden body of the Buddha Gate with a little fur, how could it be his opponent?

As soon as he made contact, Huixin was shocked, feeling that even though he had a golden body to protect his body, his internal organs were also suffocated, and the mana in his body was shattered, and the Mingxin Sword lost the support of Huixin's mana, and only stayed in the air for a few seconds, carrying three people, and fell vertically to the ground in a daze.

Shesheng was horrified, holding the magic weapon that flew back in his hand, and wanted to help, but he forgot that the demon cultivators here were not only the Blood Demon Lord, although Tang Anxiao was seriously injured by Shesheng before, but his body was strong, his skin was rough and thick, and he used extremely strong cultivation to suppress the injury, although he couldn't exert 100% of his strength, but he could barely do it if he had to exert seven points of combat power.

Carrying the momentum of smashing all things, two people hugged the thick mace and slid across a long arc, dancing into a crescent shape, breaking through the resistance of the air, and waving towards Shesheng from the side along the direction of the wind.

Tang Anxiao's magic weapon was a mace, and he attacked it three times and twice with a magic weapon in his hand, and his strength was proportional to his figure, and he was a little outrageously strong, and it seemed that he was a demon cultivator who was inclined to close combat.

This stick struck, Shesheng was completely locked by Tang Anxiao's breath, and there was no way to avoid it, so he had to give up helping Huixin and a few people who were still falling vertically, holding the big knife in his hand, glaring angrily at Tang Anxiao who was hindering him from saving people, his beard fluttered, and he swung the long knife and collided with his mace, sparking dazzling sparks.

"Bell—"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening, and the air flow in the middle compressed, rolling up the clothes of the two of them and flying them, and even the dust could not be closer, forming a vacuum.

Although this violent wind pressure can blow away the dust, it cannot blow away the magic weapon of the cultivator.

The magic weapon of the Blood Demon Lord turned into a normal size, and the palm-sized skull was made of high-grade blood jade, and it rushed towards the empty door on the left side of Shesheng, and the red mana pulled out a rainbow-like trace behind the magic weapon, like a red silk hair draped on the top of the skeleton's head, which looked extremely weird.

Although Tang Anxiao and the Blood Demon Lord cooperated and joined forces to fight the enemy for the first time, they cooperated seamlessly.

The magic weapon of Shesheng collided with Tang Anxiao, his hand was slightly numb, and he pressed hard, just when he couldn't defend back, the magic weapon of the Blood Demon Lord arrived in front of him, and he ruthlessly broke through one of the two remaining protective light films of Shesheng.

Because of the attacks one after another, he didn't have time to replenish the protective shield of the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, so he could only watch as the skull knocked on the last layer of protection outside the body.

Fortunately, the defense of the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom is super strong, and the magic weapon of the Blood Demon Lord is not a sharp weapon, so it can block the momentum of the skeleton, and the sacrifice knife made a mistake, and Tang Anxiao retreated, and the Blood Demon Lord saw that the protection of the sacrifice was broken, and it was considered to have achieved the goal, so he recalled his magic weapon back.

She Sheng broke away from the battle group, and there was no time to catch his breath, and his spiritual sense extended to the ground, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he observed Huixin's condition at this time.