"Pierced by the blood thorns of my clan's three Shura, you can't run far, my clan is rushing here, you can't escape your fate. ”

Lying in the distance, the seriously injured Blood Feather spoke, blood flowed out of his mouth, but his eyes flashed with extraordinary excitement, as if he had completed an important mission.

He glanced at this blood feather coldly, and looked down at the Shura blood thorn that was inserted into his body at three angles, and there were bursts of sharp pain, and this sharp thorn was a little weird, and it was slowly absorbing the true element in his body, although the speed of absorption was not fast, but he could feel it.

"This Shura blood thorn enters the body, feeds on spiritual power, and after devouring spiritual power, Shura thorns will be born on the sword body, which will blend with flesh and blood, and it will be difficult to pull out in the end. ”

Hearing the seemingly well-intentioned reminder of the blood feather, Xiao Wensheng's face became extremely ugly, the moment the sword pierced into his body, Xiao Wensheng felt the feeling of countless sharp thorns opening, and it was necessary to pull it out, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Holding the hilt of a sword, Xiao Wensheng tried to pull it out, and the heart-rending pain of the sword stabbing at the flesh and blood came instantly, and Xiao Wensheng's face instantly turned pale as paper.

But Xiao Wensheng didn't give up, he gritted his teeth, and his face showed a hideous look.

"Ah......h

The sound of flesh and blood tearing came from above Xiao Wensheng's body, and the nearly one-foot-long Shura thorn was pulled out by Xiao Wensheng, and on the sword body, there were countless inches of sharp thorns, and on the sharp thorns, countless flesh and blood flowed out along the wound and could not be stopped.

The blood feather in the distance gasped, this Shura thorn is the treasure of their cannibal demon clan, but if it is pierced into the body, its thorn is connected to the flesh and blood, no one can take it out, and as time passes, it will slowly be sucked dry of spiritual power and become a waste person.

Just pulling out a Shura thorn made Xiao Wensheng's face like white paper, and the wound was full of blood, but he couldn't stop it.

"The smell of your blood seems delicious......"

Ignoring the blood feather's crazy words, Xiao Wensheng covered the wound with his left hand, held the hilt of the second Shura Blood Thorn sword with his right hand, and pulled it out with a snort without hesitation.

And this time, the pain was even more intense than just now, and the thorn on the Shura blood thorn that was pulled out was much longer in just such a short time.

Xiao Wensheng knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, and if he hesitated any longer, the third handle would not be able to be pulled out.

Lifting a piece of the corner of his clothes and stuffing it into his mouth, he held the hilt of the Shura Blood Thorn Sword that pierced into his back with his left hand, and his face showed a ruthless look, which meant not to others, but to himself.

Laugh at!

A stream of blood spurted out as this Shura blood thorn pulled out, Xiao Wensheng's entire body trembled violently, his face was pale and terrifying, even his lips were pale and colorless, and a large amount of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The last Shura blood thorn that was taken out was put into the storage ring, and the standing body was a little unstable.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and what made Xiao Wensheng even more incomprehensible was that the wound torn by Shura's blood thorn could not be healed.

Boom, boom......

There was a sudden slight vibration on the ground, like the sound of ten thousand horses galloping from a distance.

Hearing this strange noise, Xiao Wensheng looked at the blood he had shed, as if he remembered something, his divine sense reached into the distance, and his face became even more ugly in an instant.

"I want your blood!"

Xiao Wensheng slowly walked in front of Blood Feather, Haotian Sword slashed down, and a huge wound appeared on Blood Feather's body, blood flew, and merged into Xiao Wensheng's body, his face regained a trace of blood.

The Haotian Sword floated in front of him under the control of his divine sense, and after stepping on it, Xiao Wensheng stumbled and fell off the Haotian Sword, and the wound he pulled grinned in pain.

"Damn, I'm so badly wounded that I can't resist my sword. ”

But you can't stay here for a long time, and after a while, countless desolate beasts and demon beasts will come here, and if they are overwhelmed by the beasts, the end will be extremely miserable.

Enduring the severe pain coming from his body, Xiao Wensheng walked towards the direction of the Northern Desolate Witch Barbarian at the fastest speed he could achieve now, and only when he got there could he get rid of the danger.

As soon as he walked less than a kilometer away, a dangerous aura came from the front, and this breath carried the smell of blood.

"Damn ogres, since you are sent to death, I will fulfill you. ”

Xiao Wensheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, the strength of those people of the trolls and demons was obviously inferior to Blood Feather, and when they saw Xiao Wensheng's appearance at this moment, they were all cautious.

Sou!

Xiao Wensheng's figure instantly elongated, heading towards one of the people of the cannibal demon clan, and the blood bloomed into the most bewitching flower, this demonic flower transformed into the prototype of the wings of blood, condensed behind Xiao Wensheng.

Swish!

Xiao Wensheng, who was transformed by the wings of blood, increased his speed skyrocketing, and flew towards another ogre, making a fatal move, and blood splattered.

The people of the ogre demon clan were afraid, they didn't expect that even if they were seriously injured, Xiao Wensheng would be so ferocious.

More than 20 ogres and demon clansmen bloomed the most bewitching more than 20 blood-colored flowers that were absorbed by Xiao Wensheng and transformed into wings.

The wings of blood stirred violently, and Xiao Wensheng's body turned into a red light and headed into the distance.

After walking less than two miles, Xiao Wensheng's face became ugly, there was a huge herd of beasts in front of him, and the countless dust and roaring sounds raised on the left, right, and back let Xiao Wensheng know that I am afraid that the four directions are surrounded by the herd of beasts, and even above the sky, there are huge eagle-shaped demon beasts circling, waiting for the opportunity.

"Damn. ”

Xiao Wensheng let out a low roar.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will go on a killing spree, the wound will not heal, and I need more blood. ”

The Black Wind Wolf, the Crystal Lion, the Lava Python, the Iron Armor Beast, the Demon Beast, the Desolate Beast, which would never have come together, were now mixed together, their eyes blood-red, and they rushed straight towards the life of the question.

Swish!

As soon as a wolf demon touched Xiao Wensheng's figure, he was stopped and cut in two, and the blood-colored figure, the wings behind him swelled a little again, and they became more condensed.

The urging of the limit of the blood quenching technique is constantly refining the blood into wings.

Kill it.

The more I kill, the better my chances of surviving today.

Kill!

The more I kill, the more blood I have, and the more I improve.

This voice, like the temptation of the devil, made Xiao Wensheng constantly dance the Haotian Sword, slashing one desolate beast and demon beast after another under the sword.

The blood wings behind Xiao Wensheng became bigger and bigger, more and more condensed, and I don't know how many demon beasts he killed, the blood wings behind him became two zhang big.

Laugh at!

At this moment, Xiao Wensheng was like a demon, the entire head of a huge fanged giant elephant was cut off by him with a sword, and the blood seemed to be attracted by madness, spurting out wildly, condensing behind Xiao Wensheng.

Xiao Wensheng's blood wings after his birth At this moment, after frantically refining endless blood, he finally reached the peak of the blood wing realm of blood quenching, the blood wings became solid, two blood wings, like blood crystals, under the illumination of the sun, exuding an extremely dazzling light, the tips of the wing bones turned into sharp thorns, the edge of the wings, sharp as a blade, the actual blood wings, not only can increase the speed of Xiao Wensheng, but also become his weapon.

Gently shook the wings behind him, and the feeling of flesh and bone being connected was extremely strong, as if this blood wing was born from his body, a part of his body.

Xiao Wensheng's blood dripping on the ground was coaxed by the beasts, and anyone who could swallow a little blood, whether it was a wild beast or a demon beast, all looked up to the sky and roared, and their size doubled in vain, and their strength also skyrocketed, Xiao Wensheng didn't expect that his own blood could have such an effect.

At this moment, those wild beasts and demon beasts that had devoured blood looked at Xiao Wensheng one by one with a blazing light, and that look was like looking at an extremely delicious baby, this gaze made Xiao Wensheng a little hairy.

"Hmph, a bunch of brutes, trying to beat my mind too. ”

The eyes of these brute beasts and demon beasts made Xiao Wensheng very unhappy, and he snorted coldly, the blood feathers unfolded, turned into two sharp blades, and his body turned into a whirlwind, heading straight ahead.

Snort, snort, snort!

The sound of the blade cutting ** sounded, and the two blood-red wings, like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly harvested the lives of these low-level desolate beasts, and the sharp thorns at the tips of the wing bones, like bloodthirsty demons, greedily drank blood, and dense lines began to appear from this thorn, slowly spreading towards the entire blood wings.

Boom, boom, boom!

The violent shaking of the earth made Xiao Wensheng wake up from his mad state, and his face changed when he looked at the source of the vibration.