After Zheng Huiling was protected by Lin Xiaohong, due to the suddenness of the incident, time was limited. And Lin Xiaohong is a little confused, as long as Zheng Huiling does not die, his attention is on Hong Zhanyuan, who is an extreme threat to him.

Therefore, Lin Xiaohong never rescued Zheng Huiling from the black stone pillar, but only protected her in front of her.

At this time, Lin Xiaohong was dragged by more than forty ancestral demon soul soldiers, and it was difficult to protect Zheng Huiling for a while. Hong Zhanyuan immediately rushed towards Zheng Huiling without hesitation.

He flashed, and immediately appeared in front of Zheng Huiling, and his red slender nails were inserted into Zheng Huiling's pink neck like a lotus root.

At this critical moment, the dark red demon wings behind Lin Xiaohong instantly burst out with a violent light and shook violently. Lin Xiaohong suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Zheng Huiling.

When Zheng Huiling was in danger, Lin Xiaohong felt something and immediately appeared in front of her desperately.

There was a small thud.

I saw that one of Hong Zhanyuan's sharp claws pierced directly into Lin Xiaohong's chest.

"Ahh Lin Xiaohong couldn't help but yell violently and let out a long howl.

While he roared wildly, his hands immediately grabbed the sharp claw that was inserted in his chest, and immediately grabbed Hong Zhanyuan's wrist, and then twisted violently, and immediately heard the sound of clattering bones.

At the same time, Lin Xiaohong's feet were raised, and he immediately turned into a sharp blade and kicked forward. His entire body was in the shape of an abstract spirit animal, and his feet were even more powerful and powerful. The kicking of both feet was immediately like a strong attack of Jin Peng's claws, with infinite power, exuding an incomparably powerful foot wind.

If Hong Zhanyuan was kicked by this pair of violent feet, even if his body was extremely strong at this time, no matter how strong the mysterious power in his body was, it would be difficult to withstand, and if he didn't die, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

At this time, Hong Zhanyuan is also in an extremely dangerous situation, if he doesn't talk about his big hand pulled out of Lin Xiaohong's chest, what awaits him is a catastrophe.

At this critical moment, Hong Zhanyuan showed a resolute look on his face, his left hand turned into a sharp blade, and turned into his right wrist inserted in Lin Xiaohong's chest, and then roared: "Ah!"

As soon as the arm turned, he pulled it back in a daze, only to see a small red hand several times smaller pulled out of the big hand, and his body instantly flew backwards.

The small red hands were dripping with blood, and the flesh could be seen squirming. Soon the blood stopped pouring out, and the red flesh grew rapidly, and then a thin layer of skin also grew, covering the flesh.

Hong Zhanyuan adopted a broken arm like a gecko to survive. There was a small hand hidden in his severed hand. He didn't even lose his palm, it seemed that he had just lost a glove on the palm of his hand.

At this time, Lin Xiaohong's chest was still stuck with the big hand that Hong Zhanyuan had given up. After Hong Zhanyuan abandoned his hand and retreated, the dark red slime covering Lin Xiaohong's body immediately wrapped his big hand, and then flowed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xiaohong's bulging bag of dark red slime disappeared. The dark red slime could have digested everything it had swallowed to increase its strength. Obviously, Hong Zhanyuan's glove has the energy that makes dark red slime like it.

After the dark red mucus calmed down, Lin Xiaohong's chest immediately recovered to its original state, as if it had not been stabbed.

When Hong Zhanyuan withdrew, the other forty Ancestral Demon Soul Pawns did not give up, and still tirelessly rushed towards Lin Xiaohong.

At this time, Lin Xiaohong knew that she couldn't leave Zheng Huiling's side. Without his protection, Zheng Huiling must not have been attacked by others. Therefore, Lin Xiaohong hugged Zheng Huiling to her chest, and the demon wings behind her shook, and immediately rushed towards the top of the sky, directly submerging into the blood mist vortex.

When the ancestral demon soul pawn saw Lin Xiaohong flying away, he still chased after him, followed Lin Xiaohong, and also took off into the air and flew straight up. also chased into the blood mist vortex.

Hong Zhanyuan, who lost a big hand, did not follow the pursuit. His newborn palm slowly opened as it regained its flesh. There was a mass of essence and blood in the palm of his hand, which was constantly wriggling, as if it were a living mass of flesh and blood.

"That's good! That kid actually has the blood of the Protoss. The mysterious ancestor soul in Hong Zhanyuan's body said in surprise: "Using this group of divine blood to perform the holy sacrifice technique, the effect is even better." We're running out of time!"

Hong Zhanyuan nodded, and also responded happily: "Yes!

Then Hong Zhanyuan began to secretly recite the mantra, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and swiped his left hand again, merging his essence blood into the ball of divine essence blood in the palm of his right arm, which was a few circles smaller.

The essence blood of the Protoss immediately underwent drastic changes, constantly expanding, becoming bigger and bigger, growing longer and longer. It turned out to be a small mass of essence blood, and it actually grew about a cubic meter of blood.

With a wave of Hong Zhanyuan's big hand, the huge blood mass immediately flew towards the black stone pillar that Zheng Huiling had originally bound.

With a bang, the black stone pillar was immediately surrounded and merged into the stone pillar. The black stone pillar suddenly turned blood red from bottom to top. A bright red light immediately shot up into the sky, and like the other eighty blood pillars, it directly rushed into the blood mist vortex in the sky.

Eighty-one pillars of blood-red light rose into the sky, immediately forming a huge pillar of blood-red light. This pillar of blood-red light formed a strange magic circle, inspiring an extremely powerful and mysterious power. This mysterious and powerful force, as if it came from ancient times, is very vigorous and powerful.

In the midst of it, it seems that everything will be infected by it and become old.

When the huge pillar of light was formed, Hong Zhanyuan immediately withdrew outside the ancient magic circle, not daring to approach it, even he was shocked by that force.

The Ancient Relic Array had a diameter of one hundred and twenty zhang, and when the blood-red light pillar was formed, it soared into the sky, and it was still growing and expanding. One hundred and twenty zhang is obviously not its biggest limit. The pillar of light continued to expand, and its power continued to increase, as if it were endless.

The pillar of light continued to grow larger, and Hong Zhanyuan also kept retreating, looking at the endless stretching pillar of light with an excited face.

At this time, Lin Xiaohong, who rushed into the blood mist whirlpool, was holding Zheng Huiling in her arms and was still flying up. When the huge pillar of light rose into the sky, it also shrouded Lin Xiaohong. However, Lin Xiaohong didn't seem to be affected, and still maintained an extremely alarming speed and flew upward.

Even the Ancestral Demon Soul Pawn who was chasing after him could hardly catch up with his speed.

When the pillar of blood-red light shone on the Ancestral Demon Soul Pawn, more than forty Ancestral Demon Soul Pawns immediately froze, stopped in the air, lost their center of gravity, and then fell down one after another.

Bang!bang!bang......

One by one, the ancestral demon soul soldiers smashed around the ancient relic array, and all of them fell into the eyes of the array where they were originally located, stirring up puffs of smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust, I saw that they still maintained their original dance moves, and returned to a sculptural work of art, as if they had never moved. The only difference is that they all hold their heads up and look at the sky, as if waiting for their masters to come.

In the blood-red pillar of light, Lin Xiaohong was still flying upwards at an astonishing speed, as if he was about to fly directly to the heavenly realm with the pillar of light that was constantly shining upward, and then flew to the immortal realm.

At this time, the gray old man, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared in Lin Xiaohong's sea of divine consciousness again, and shouted: "Boy, wake up!"

Lin Xiaohong suddenly felt that something had pulled him directly into his sea of divine consciousness, revealing the body of divine consciousness, sobering up from his daze, and asking in surprise: "Senior Gray, what's wrong?

"Hmph, it's done, how can it be that easy? Your Inheritance Infuse is only halfway done. The gray old man snorted coldly.

"Ah, then why did your old man stop?" Lin Xiaohong asked incomprehensibly.

"Hmph, why did you stop, look at who you're holding in your arms?" said the gray old man very unhappily

"Ah, Senior Sister Zheng, why are you here?" Lin Xiaohong was so confused that she could barely remember what she had done.