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920 The end of the road

(920 Fighting and dying at the dead end becomes the end of the road)

As soon as this thing appeared, the blood and death energy floating in the entire formation immediately had an owner, and it was no longer an ownerless thing. Even if Gouzhu released the black turtle, he could no longer absorb it casually.

Moreover, after the blood mist became thicker, he realized that the Night King, who was so close just now, had disappeared, and even his consciousness could not detect it, let alone Lian Ling, who was following far behind.

This fog actually has a similar effect to the Yin Dan's strange energy, can it isolate people in the formation from each other?

Fortunately, those two are both golden elixirs and three flowers, so the other party can at best trap them temporarily. The master of this array’s first goal must be to find him, because he is the only one who knows the weaknesses of this array.

"I am Du Ying, the leader and high priest of the Carboxy tribe, and I have met this distinguished guest."

Although this goat-headed monster looks strange, its etiquette is very good. When you meet it, you will bow to it.

"The protective restriction in my carboxyl clan has an accident and has not yet been repaired. We cannot entertain guests at this time. Dear guests, please withdraw from the array for the time being..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw the other party's body blur and then disappear.

Of course this person is Gouzhu, but Du Ying does not know this Prince Lin of the Crane Clan.

Since Leng Lingqiu is trapped in a crisis, Gou Zhu will certainly not have any time to talk nonsense with him, and he will never talk if he can take action.

Du Ying smiled coldly, thinking that I am the master of the formation. This formation is like my mind. If you use some concealment skills, can you still escape from my mind?

The blood mist condensed, and a blood-colored spear appeared out of nowhere in his hand. This spear was just like the sharpened stick used by the Xinji tribe to stab fish in the water. It was extremely simple in shape and had a simple name. It was called Stingray.

Blood Spear.

But in his hands, this was a terrifying weapon filled with the aura of death. Not only was it specifically designed to break Xuan Xiu's body-protecting power, it would also erode the opponent's body with blood poison as soon as it was put on him.

As long as the opponent is made of flesh and blood, it will definitely be contaminated and become part of the sacrifice in the deer bone cemetery.

What's even more frightening is that both this weapon and his body condensed in the blood mist are immortal. Even if he is scattered with one blow, as long as the formation is still there, it can be condensed again.

Whether it was Gouzhu who disappeared in the blood mist or the specific locations of the other two monks, they were all under his control. He always held the fish blood spear in his hand, just waiting for the opportunity.

On the one hand, delaying time is exactly what he wants. On the other hand, as long as this person thinks he can't feel his presence, he will definitely come over and attack him.

Sure enough, before he could take a breath, the man made a detour from behind him and made a surprise attack.

He didn't even have to move at all. The hand holding the blood spear loosened slightly, and the sharp blood spear, which was three feet long, shot out like a line of blood, and with a puff, it went straight through the opponent's chest!

"Since your distinguished guest is not willing to wait, then just stay here and be a sacrifice for my carboxylic family formation! Haha."

After raising his head and smiling, he suddenly noticed something strange. This man's body gradually dissolved in the blood mist as he expected, but the energy and blood in his body were too indifferent, just like a ball of water, with no flesh and blood in it.

Warning signs arose in his heart, because the locations of the other party he knew in his mind suddenly increased. One place after another, as if the number of the other party was growing rapidly.

After a while, he saw Taoists who were also wearing green armor, lined with dark Taoist robes, and holding sharp swords, appearing in the blood mist, and walking towards him with smiles.

Under the bloody light, he shot dozens of blood spears in succession, and these strange Taoists were pierced one by one. However, their bodies were pierced by the blood spears, but they just tilted back, and they were forced to straighten them in an instant, and then continued

Come towards him.

"What the hell!"

Du Ying felt panicked.

But at this time, everyone on the other side seemed to be releasing circles of cold air, and the temperature in the formation dropped sharply. With the superposition of these cold air, drops of water turned into ice, and even the blood mist in the air almost froze.

Du Ying hurriedly summoned up his energy and blood, recited the magic formula, and planned to break through the formation and escape directly.

He doesn't care about the glory and wealth of Houtu City or the future of the Carboxy Tribe. As long as he can save his life, he will accept it even if he escapes and becomes a wild monster eating hair and drinking blood!

However, the power of qi and blood in his body had just surged and resonated with the formation. Before he could be teleported out, he felt chilled to the bone, and the movement of qi and blood became stagnant.

A fierce ice dragon appeared out of nowhere in front of him and rushed towards his eyebrows. But his whole body was frozen, and he couldn't operate the formation at all!

Then his consciousness seemed to be frozen and could no longer function.

At the same time, Rong Qianzi in the world reflected in the lake was squandering the time that Duying had bought with his life.

Originally, his thirteen clones were distributed in the sky of the reflection world. With a few punches from each of them, the world was leveled in just a few breaths. There was no way that Leng Lingqiu would not be found by him.

But his clone has a huge weakness, that is, although he has the physical body and magical power of thirteen Sanhua monks, his spiritual consciousness is still as weak as when he was alone.

As long as one of them is troubled, the others' ability to control their own magic with their spiritual consciousness will be greatly limited.

And his body is being seriously troubled by Ouyang Fan, the invincible Xiao Qiang.

He originally had this guy in his hand, but with a squeeze, Ouyang Fan's bones had been shattered, and even his internal organs were squeezed out.

But the miraculous thing is that inexplicable changes occurred in his body, and he began to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, including a lot of the vitality of Rong Qianzi. Then this guy actually started to repair, and soon he was intact as before!

"Breakthrough? Achievement of golden elixir?"

Rong Qianzi never thought that this human being would actually achieve the golden elixir in his hands at this time?

Ouyang Fan and his natal magic weapon almost became one, and the whole thing turned into a fire-colored disc that was almost entirely composed of sword energy that rotated rapidly in the air. The golden light shone everywhere and directly pierced a big hole in his palm.

, which made him feel a sharp pain.

"Do you think that having achieved the golden elixir is my opponent?"

Rong Qianzi was furious. He had never been so anxious. He had not suffered such harm for many years.

In anger, his body expanded again, almost covering the sky. Countless aerial roots that looked like branches, roots or hands hung down.

They appear to be falling, but in fact they are overwhelmingly piercing down, swallowing up the entire space like a heavy rain.

The golden wheel transformed by Ouyang Fan was tightly entangled with these Qi roots, and became more and more entangled, and finally could not move.

The moment he achieves the golden elixir, he will absorb a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, which can repair physical injuries in that moment. But this opportunity is only once, and there is no chance of a second time.

Facing an opponent with three golden elixirs like Rong Qianzi, even if it's just a clone, he can delay it for a little while at most, and there is absolutely no possibility of a comeback.
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