The sea of blood is impossible to be defeated, Wei Chong suspects, the water of the sea of blood is the blood of living beings, there are countless living bones here, and this is the most terrifying place of death in the world.

In the trance of waiting for death to come, Wei Chong vaguely saw the ancient nine-colored lotus flower again, the nine-colored lotus hung above his head, and the nine-colored light gave people hope.

The ancient perceptions that have appeared several times are very vague, but this time it is extremely clear, Wei Chong saw the real nine-colored lotus, and saw the real antiquity, vast and simple, sacred and solemn.

The puppet technique, the doppelganger technique, and the transformation technique fused with each other in his brain, this was a natural fusion, Wei Chong didn't even feel it, he just stared at the nine-colored lotus flower, and wanted to imprint the appearance of the nine-colored lotus firmly in his brain.

The three spells fused perfectly, and in the blink of an eye, there was a magical change, Wei Chong's body emitted a strong nine-colored light, and in the light wrapping, he turned into an ant, not a small ant with a big fingernail, but a giant ant like an elephant.

But this giant ant is just a doppelganger, Wei Chong's real body is in the giant ant's body, wrapped in nine-colored light, blood water poured down, smashed on the giant ant, the giant ant firmly stuck to the nether dustpan, rolled in the blood water, and gradually surfaced.

At this moment, Wei Chong has an indescribable comfort in his whole body, as if the nine-colored lotus flower of ancient times has been integrated with him, and at this moment he is no longer a human, but a nine-colored lotus, otherworldly, not among the five elements.

Back on the surface of the sea, the giant ants exploded, but Wei Chong in the middle, without a drop of blood on his body, sat cross-legged on the netherworld dustpan, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, as if he was immersed in a sweet dream.

Wei Ba suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were dazed, and he muttered, "What's the matter with this kid? Why didn't he kill the baby?" Can you get out of trouble?"

Everything that happened when he stepped into the sea of blood was naturally arranged by Wei Ba, in order to force Wei Chong to a dead end, when there was an unavoidable death, beheading the baby was the only way out, just like when Wei Ba crossed the catastrophe in the sea of blood and became an immortal.

Rise from the ashes. After the dead end, there may be a way to live.

But at the critical juncture, Wei Chong did not kill the baby according to Wei Ba's transmission, but he was still able to escape, and Wei Ba couldn't figure it out, but when he saw Wei Chong's changes, his heart was shaken, and then he was ecstatic.

Creation is the hardest. Wei Chong's ability to fuse three magical spells, including the puppet technique, to create an unprecedented spell is simply a miracle, no wonder Wei Chong can get out of trouble without beheading a baby.

Wei Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were firm, and he was immediately quite confused, unable to remember how he got out of trouble, so he had to smile and say, "Thank you Ancestor for rescuing." I knew that the Ancestor would not watch me die. ”

Before he finished speaking, blood rose in front of him. The previous big white-boned fish reappeared, and looking at the direction in which it jumped and swam, it was obvious that it wanted to make a whirlpool again, so as to lock Wei Chong in again.

Wei Ba didn't believe in this evil, it seemed to be the same move, but in fact, once it formed a whirlpool. Before the power was even better, even if he could fuse his own spells, if he didn't kill the baby, he would never be able to get out of trouble.

The giant ant clone just now was melted by the blood, which gave Wei Chong a deeper understanding of the blood. At this moment, seeing the reappearance of the big fish with white bones, he quickly got up, stretched out his hand to hold the netherworld broom, and smiled confidently: "Ancestor, let me have a good time with you!"

A nine-colored strange light shot out from the top of Wei Chong's head, turned into a curtain of light and fell, enveloping Wei Chong, and floating into the air with Wei Chong, Wei Chong looked down at the Netherworld Dustpan, did not put away the dustpan, and when he flew towards a white-boned fish, the Netherworld Dustpan also followed closely below.

This scene made Wei Ba completely stunned, is there any mistake, Wei Chong, this kid can actually fly in the sea of blood? There is a mysterious prohibition in the sea of blood, and the flying spell is ineffective here, but after a closer look, Wei Chong did not use the flying spell, but used the nine-colored yuan infant to refine a ball of light.

The ball of light also has nine colors, the nine colors are flashing, tough enough, the ball of light can float in the air, and with the movement of Wei Chong's mind, it seems to be powerful, but in fact it is quite creative.

At this moment, the Netherworld Broom turned into a hundred zhang big knife, Wei Chong waved it in the air, and with a knife down, the two white bone big fish were cut in half, and with a backhand, the three white bone big fish that just jumped into the air were cut into powder with a knife.

At this moment, Wei Ba was almost angry, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, I can't cure you if I don't believe it!" His white bone right hand slowly raised and lightly tapped it three times in the air.

The big fish with white bones can stir up monstrous waves in the sea of blood, but the combat power is really poor, Wei Chong is carrying a big knife and smiling, dealing with these big fish with white bones is effortless.

With a sudden click, a crack opened in the air, and a finger volleyed into the air, and the finger appeared from nothingness, as thick as a mountain, seemingly slow, but in the blink of an eye, it was already on the top of Wei Chong's head.

The coercion brought by that finger was like the sky falling, Wei Chong could completely avoid it, but he also knew that once he avoided it, his finger hit the sea of blood, and then the sea of blood did not know how terrifying it would become, so he immediately swung the big knife, slashed back and forth in the air, and slashed out a huge sword.

The sword was nine colors, rolled upside down, Dao Dao cut the finger, the frightened finger cracked, with the knife cut out by Wei Chong in the roar, the finger finally shattered, the void was unstable, and the sea of blood screamed.

Wei Chong was sandwiched between the sky and the sea, extremely small, but the hundred-zhang big sword in his hand, Han Manghuo Huohuo, was quite powerful, but he didn't have time to be complacent, and a second finger appeared in the void.

The second finger was half thinner than the first, but the speed was twice as fast, Wei Chong only swung a knife, his finger was already on the sea of blood, the roar was earth-shattering, the whole sea of blood roared and hissed, and the blood splashed into the air, fortunately, it was blocked by the ball of light and could not splash on Wei Chong's body.

After the second finger pointed to the sea of blood, he sank into the sea, accompanied by the sorrow of the sea of blood, the entire sea of blood was boiling, and the blood water continued to hit the air, protected by a ball of light, Wei Chong also felt that the sky was dark, and the arrogance that had just been revealed disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, a third finger appeared in the void, and after this finger appeared, the void crack closed, and the sky returned to calm, but the sea surface was even more vicious.

The third finger fell slowly, without any powerful breath, Wei Chong saw it in his eyes, and he was also confused, and suddenly the third finger burst open, turning into countless thick fingers, sprinkled like raindrops, falling into the sea of blood, not sinking, standing on the surface of the sea like a high mountain, and then an invisible coercion smashed down, forcing Wei Chong to fall on the netherworld dustpan.

The rolling blood water suddenly calmed down, but Wei Chong was dumbfounded, the blood water solidified in an instant, turning into a blood-colored earth, and the earth, like the peak of a knife, abounded, and it was transformed by the third finger.

Wei Chong knocked on the blood-colored ground with the Netherworld Broom, which was very solid, and immediately jumped up, feeling that there was nothing unusual, so he took the Netherworld dustpan, looking at the mountain of his fingers, it was difficult to distinguish the direction, and he couldn't help but have a headache, and he didn't know how many times he scolded Wei Ba in his heart. (To be continued......)