"Xiangcao..."
Watching the blood shadow, its face twisted with savagery, pounce at him, Zhou Hao felt as if time itself had come to a standstill.
Xiangcao's soul had indeed been devoured by the Blood Demon Banner?
Bang!
A tremendous force slammed into Zhou Hao, sending him crashing heavily into the ground.
"My blood demon actually couldn't enter his body?" Motai Xiao's expression changed as he saw a hazy layer of azure light seemingly covering Zhou Hao's body.
"A protective Dharma Treasure or a secret art? But it's useless. Even if the blood demon can't devour your flesh, blood, and soul, strength comparable to a Myriad Phenomena body-refining cultivator is more than enough to brutally kill you!"
Motai Xiao stepped out of the cave, and a small boat appeared beneath his feet.
Whoosh! It instantly shot up from the ground.
He was a Qi Refining Path cultivator. Though he had confidence in his blood demon, he still prudently widened the distance first.
"Blood demon, kill him!" A fierce gleam flashed in Motai Xiao's eyes as he controlled the blood shadow to pounce at Zhou Hao once more.
"Whether it's a Dharma Treasure or a secret art, it consumes Origin Power. Let's see how long you can hold out!"
Whoosh!
The blood shadow lunged at Zhou Hao again.
Zhou Hao had only just climbed out of the crater his body had smashed into on the mountainside.
When the blood shadow had touched him earlier, he had felt an incomparably icy aura trying to bore into his body, only to be blocked by the Blue Flower Mist circulating throughout him.
Though it had stopped that frigid aura from seeping into his body, the power contained in the blood shadow had still sent him flying.
Now, as the blood shadow pounced again, Zhou Hao