After the hunchbacked old man said this, his breath suddenly rose, and thick black smoke suddenly surged from the Withered Wood black branches in his hands, like a beacon fire. It was incomparable to the wisps of black smoke before. As soon as the black smoke came out, the surroundings around the old man instantly became smoky and blurry. And it spread to all directions at an extremely fast speed. There were even deep whining sounds coming from the black smoke, as if there were countless evil dogs hiding inside. They whined in their throats and exposed their white fangs. This black mist spread with the hunchbacked old man as the center, and in the blink of an eye, it had occupied nearly 40% of the open space in the forest.
"We can't let him succeed in accumulating power, otherwise once the black smoke spreads into the jungle, the kid will take the opportunity to escape!"
Seeing this, the Blood-Handed Flying Scythe couldn't help but speak in a cold voice. After saying this, he stepped on the ground, and he was like a wisp of light smoke directly shot into the thick black smoke coming towards him. At the same time, he fanned the folding fan forward. More than a dozen red lines flew directly from the fan, and rose up when facing the wind. In an instant, they turned into a dozen Flying Scythe Blood Mantises, each with a head full of success. It was about the size of a human, with a pair of red eyes shining with bloodthirsty luster. A pair of front feet the size of two panel doors in front of it looked as if they had just been soaked in bright red blood. The saw teeth on them were bright red and sharp. When the feet rubbed against each other, they made a metallic friction sound, as if two saw teeth were pulling each other across in a pool of thick blood.
As soon as these flying sickle blood mantises reached the air, they waved half of their nearly translucent red wings and rushed directly towards the black smoke. As soon as the Confucian scholar made a move, it was a famous stunt, and he obviously didn't want to tangle with the other party.
The hunchbacked old man just sneered when he saw this, stretched out a finger to touch Withered Wood, and the black branch of Withered Wood trembled with a "buzz" sound, and then he saw fierce black smoke all around him. The surge became violent, and dozens of "swish, swish, swish" sounds seemed to be connected in a line. About twenty black shadows the size of calves shot out one after another. A dozen of them pounced on the oncoming flying sickle, and the other black shadows pounced on the flying sickle. These The black figures the size of calves are ugly and ferocious, with heads two feet big, a pair of eyes flashing with fierce light, and thick skin on their faces. If they were covered with a layer of black armor, their huge mouths with huge fangs would look like a sharp blade thrust into the sky. The black fur on its body is like a hedgehog, and its five claws are like cast iron. It looks like a first-class ferocious beast in the world. At first glance, it looks like a third-level Demon Beast Hell Demon Dog, but upon closer inspection, it lacks the demonic power of the Diyu Demon Dog.
Looking at the demon dog that was swooping in the air, the blood-hand flying sickle couldn't help but show an unprecedented solemn look in his eyes. After changing his previous casual attitude, he couldn't help but shout, "I have refined so many second-level black-armored demon dogs." He stretched out his slender fingers and touched the folding fan. Pi Lian seemed to have formed a vast river in front of him, with blood rising into the sky and a blood tide raging. The blood surged like a furious wave hitting the rocks, rolling up huge blood-colored waves. These waves formed ghost-like faces in the air, and they opened their mouths and bit into the approaching black figures while screaming.
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At this time, those flying sickle blood mantises had collided with more than a dozen other black-armored demon dogs. They roared and made loud "puff" sounds for a while. Their fur and flesh were splashed all over the sky, and many flying sickle blood mantis stumps fell to the ground. The muscle reflex caused the stumps to move on the ground.
And at the moment when they were fighting in front, the He brothers had swept away from both sides behind the hunchbacked old man. The young man in purple shirt was hiding behind. Although there was black smoke at this time, his figure could still be seen.
The young man in purple shirt was looking around nervously. He followed the instructions of the old man with a hunchback. When the black smoke spreads to the edge of the jungle, the old man in purple shirt would use the black smoke to launch a large-scale attack. At that time, the young man in purple shirt would take advantage of the cover of the black smoke and sneak directly into the jungle. The old man in purple shirt would use secret techniques to hold the opponent back for half a cup of tea, allowing the young man in purple shirt to escape quickly.
The He brothers were also giants in the demonic world, and they could see through the intention of the hunchbacked old man at a glance. The moment the bloody sickle launched its attack in front, they also moved. It was just that these black smoke were weird, how could they dare to risk their lives.
He Manzi stretched out his hand and took out two one-foot-long short spears from Storage Pouch. In the blink of an eye, the two short spears were fired at the purple-shirted young man and the hunchbacked old man. In the blink of an eye, they were lost in the billowing black smoke. However, the next moment, the two long spears disappeared from He Manzi's Divine Sense. This made him feel horrified. He After casting spells continuously, the two short spears were like mud cows entering the sea, without any reflection. Although these two short spears were not Dharma Treasure, they were still top-notch spiritual treasures. With their Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation, they had certain lethality even against Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, but the attack just now was He Manzi's intention to test.
But just when he had a look of horror on his face, he saw the hunchbacked old man turn his head and glance at them, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
The two brothers looked at each other and knew that the black smoke must be some kind of powerful magic power of the hunchbacked old man Divine Ability. How could they kill the young man in purple shirt without dealing with the black smoke. As the younger brother, He Manhua threw the huge mace into the air, and the Celestial Blue Wolf appeared again. Then he reached out and pinched the magic formula. The Celestial Blue Wolf suddenly showed hesitation. Zhang Zhang, a powerful suction force suddenly came from its mouth. The thick black smoke that was spreading in front suddenly rushed into its mouth as if it was gathered. It actually absorbed a large amount of black smoke like a long whale sucking water. Although the Tiancang Green Wolf is huge, it is insignificant compared to the large-scale billowing smoke. But this time, those who were originally going to
The black smoke spreading to the edge of the jungle stopped in his direction. As a result, the plan of the hunchbacked old man and the purple-shirted young man was temporarily in vain.
Although this move immediately disrupted the opponent's plan, He Manhua did not have an easy time there. The sky-blue green wolf showed a look of pain. As it inhaled more black smoke, its rising green skin continued to dim, and the surface of its body began to be surrounded by traces of black air. The sky-blue green wolf became even more... His whole body was trembling continuously, and it was getting more and more violent. The veins on He Manhua's forehead were bulging, and his aura began to become strong and weak rapidly. This thick black smoke was obviously not something that his beast soul could swallow at will, and he had begun to suffer from the backlash.
When He Manzi saw this, he shouted loudly, the green abacus in his hand was dazzling, and the small green snakes were like a rain of arrows, shooting directly at the back of the hunchbacked old man and the young man in purple shirt for free. He naturally knew that his brother could not last long, at most about ten breaths, otherwise he would be seriously injured in the backlash, even if he could take that within ten breaths. He Manhua, the younger brother, would not be able to recover the boy's life without half a year of recuperation, especially the refined soul of the Sky Blue Wolf, which is almost likely to be destroyed. If the Sky Blue Wolf can refine the black smoke swallowed in the body after returning this time, it may be able to be upgraded to the mid-level Demon Beast, otherwise the soul will fly and be annihilated.
Looking at the overwhelming green rain of snakes, the purple-shirted young man's face turned blue, but he bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound. He could already see that this green rain of snakes was different from the previous face-to-face battle with Uncle Sang. Not only was there a change in number, each of the little snakes was faster and more agile, and their eyes were more agile. They were obviously not refined objects of the same level.
The young man in purple shirt guessed well. As these little snakes were ejected, the muscles on He Manzi's face kept twitching. These little snakes were the first-level peak jade phosphorus snake souls that he had collected over decades. It could be said that each one cost him a lot of spiritual stones to collect. If one died, the other would be missing. It would be extremely difficult to add more. He seemed to be swaying powerfully this time, and his heart was bleeding every time he lost one. However, in this situation, he knew that his younger brother could not hold on for too long. Although there were more powerful spells, he could not use them.
At this time, more than a dozen black-armored demon dogs and flying sickle blood mantises were entangled in the air in front of them. Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and auras flickered, and then they dissipated in the air.
A black-armored demon dog's fierce claws clasped the back of a flying scythe blood mantis, no matter how the flying scythe blood mantis waved its terrifying pair of blood mantises.
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The red scythe was also unable to cut down the black-armored demon dog in the rear. The black-armored demon dog's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a roar, it bit the flying sickle mantis's head. With a strong pull, it brought out the internal organs and auras in the neck cavity. Although they were all souls, they had some entities after refining, but most of them were still composed of souls and auras. If they were completely transformed into entities, there would be a qualitative breakthrough in strength.
After the black-armored demon dog swallowed the head of the Flying Scythe Blood Mantis in one gulp, it pressed its claws like sharp hooks under its feet, and the Flying Scythe Blood Mantis' body turned into dots of spiritual light all over the sky, and then it was sucked into its belly, and then it It turned around and pounced on the other battle groups, but when it turned around, it was shockingly discovered that only half of its calf-like body was left. Obviously, it had won a tragic battle with the flying sickle blood mantis just now.
In this battlefield, only four black-armored demon dogs and two flying sickle-headed blood mantises were left in just a moment. On the other side, the bloody-hand flying sickle was controlling the blood-colored river to fight with the remaining three black-armored demon dogs. His blood-colored river had changed from dozens of feet to less than three feet, tightly protecting some space in front of him.
Overall, the hunchbacked old man had the upper hand. He controlled the Withered Wood black branch with one hand. It seemed easy, but it was not. He had to keep an eye on the He brothers at all times, so he could only exert 60% of his combat power against the Bloody Scythe. This was obviously only when the Bloody Scythe did not exert its full strength. The Bloody Scythe just wanted to attract most of his strength. It was enough.
Although the hunchbacked old man's cultivation level was a little higher than that of the Blood-Handed Flying Scythe, he was unable to move for a while after being distracted by the purple-shirted young man behind him. He did not have a spirit storage bag to include the purple-shirted young man in it. This kind of treasure that even the four major sects were nervous about was not something that he, Rogue Cultivator, could possess. Otherwise, how could he be so cowardly on this trip.
Divine Sense The overwhelming green snake rain coming from behind, and the thick black smoke at the same time was stopped by the blue wolf from spreading. The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but frown. Although the cultivation of these three people was lower than him, when it came to fighting experience, no one was weaker than himself, and they could often see the opponent's fatal weakness at a glance.
The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart, "Humph, you actually sacrificed your strengths in combining attack and energy to forcefully stop it."
Then he moved his lips slightly and said to the young man in purple, "Young Master, you use the Jade Purifying Bottle to deal with Snake Rain, hold on for two breaths, and let me deal with the Sky Blue Wolf first." The hunchbacked old man also saw the weakness of the opponent at a glance. The Sky Blue Wolf was really strong in supporting him.
Although he has a secret method that can hold down the three of them, he can only use it at the right time. Otherwise, if he uses it too early, the young man in purple will not escape, and he will be exhausted and ready to be killed.