Blood-colored plasm.

As soon as Wang Hao entered, the bone-killing pain spread throughout his body. He felt that he was steamed and boiled with boiling soup, his skin was ulcerated and his flesh was blurred.

Good guy!

Wang Hao grinned. Since he was pursuing disaster and could not cast spells to defend himself, he should fight with his body. His body was extremely powerful and could not be damaged by the immortal weapon, but at this moment he was eroded by blood-colored plasm and damaged by festering.

Very painful! Very difficult!

But it seems that there is still some strength. The body is strong and the qi and blood are constantly repairing. The erosion and damage are caused, and then it recovers and heals.

If you continue to turn around like this, there is no possibility of disaster, only pain.

Without thinking much, Wang Hao swam at the bottom of the blood-colored plasm and approached the central area.

The closer you get, the stronger the burning and erosion power from all directions.

At the extreme, he stopped and allowed the slurry to contain strange forces that erode his body.

Feel it carefully, the feeling... it hurts so much, life is worse than death.

Sit cross-legged.

Wang Hao concentrated his will and fought against each other. In the eyes of outsiders, his clothes were gone at this moment, and his flesh and blood were rotting like erosion. But at the same time, there were strands of qi and blood lingering, and his vitality was endless, and he continued to repair his damaged body.

It lasts for most of the incense stick. For Wang Hao, he endured inhuman pain and torture every minute and every second, which was unbearable.

Although the body is ruined, it does not feel like it is on the verge of life and death.

How can you break through without experiencing the dangers of life and death?

Wang Hao was disappointed and was thinking about how to seek response to the disaster or force himself to enter a desperate state. Inside the thick blood-colored plasm, a wisp of black blood seemed to be spiritual, wandering through it.

Before he could react, this black blood had plunged into his body, followed by an indescribable violent aura, which spread out and filled every inch of flesh and blood, and even the sea of ​​souls and consciousness was not spared.

"What a powerful body!"

"So you are a witch! You are a witch!"

The loud laughter resounded deep in his heart. Wang Hao's face changed and he immediately reacted.

"The Blood of the Ancient Demon!"

"Zhao Changze!"

Although this fang was exploding under the explosion of the Phoenix Bloodstone, it died of ashes. But the demon blood still exists in his body? He escaped with a wisp of soul.

The ancient demon is terrified? Devour all living things and has been used to transform into a demon.

This strand of demon blood is hidden under the blood-colored plasm? Waiting for an opportunity. The original intention is to attack the two people above and fight fiercely? Specially, Wang Hao penetrates horizontally, and his damaged body dissipates powerful qi and blood. The demon blood is immediately attracted.

It’s like taking over a body, demonic blood invades the body? I immediately wanted to transform Wang Hao’s body? Then I devour his soul.

Zhao Changze's soul was not destroyed, and he sent it to Wang Hao's body, making a smug laugh.

The body begins to lose control. The soul of the sea of ​​consciousness is also occupied by violent consciousness.

Is there a blood-colored plasmonic erosion body outside? Is there a demon blood inside infecting it.

Internal and external difficulties!

At this moment? Wang Hao was in danger of life and death. In other words, the desperate situation he wanted to pursue had already happened.

"Just because of you, I want to take my body!"

Wang Hao roared angrily. He formed seals with his hands, and the witch cauldron in his body was circulating? An indescribable ancient aura spread out.

The witch uses himself as a cauldron? Devour all spirits and creates supreme magical powers.

The blood of the ancient demon? The most evil and evil. If others are infected, they will become demonized in an instant. However, the witch is not among them? The powerful body can resist the erosion of the demon blood.

Wang Hao not only activates the witch body to fight at this moment? He also uses his own witch cauldron to absorb demon blood, and wants to refine it.

The demon blood has spirituality and contains Zhao Changze's soul, so how could he be willing to be killed?

The violent force collided in Wang Hao's body.

The muscles and bones were broken, and the internal organs were broken... Wu Yuan and the demon blood fought to the death, causing indescribable great pain at all times.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and persevered. He kept his consciousness clear.

"Dare to hurt your master!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Four auras burst out. Wang Hao’s front chest and back, four totem tattoos seemed to come alive, bursting with dazzling light.

Wu Yuan’s demon blood was in opposition, and it was originally evenly matched. With the addition of four forces, Wu Yuan’s surged and the demon blood began to be unable to resist.

"You witch..."

Zhao Changze's words sounded again. He was not as arrogant and proud as before, but he was full of panic.

Slightly demon blood began to scatter from Wang Hao's decayed body.

Want to escape?

How could Wang Hao make him get what he wants? He made seals with his hands and activated the Zhoutian acupoint.

In an instant!

The acupoint is like a deep, unsightly black hole, which appears in the broken body, and contains infinite power, which directly attracts and pulls the sliver of demon blood into the body.

The chaotic witch body of the Great Zhoutian appears!

Wang Hao's body soared. Zhoutian's acupoints were like whirlpools, and they began to continuously refine demon blood.

“Ahhhhhh…”

A shrill scream rang out. Zhao Changze was like a dying beast, struggling desperately, but he could not escape the imprisonment and refining.

The soul mark quickly disappeared and annihilated. Under the sacrifice and refining of Zhoutian acupoints, the demon blood turned into violent force and emerged in the witch cauldron in the body.

The threat of demonization does not exist!

However, the blood sacrifice of the ancient demon turned into an extremely violent force, which was difficult for the witch cauldron to accommodate and began to rush around in the body.

Originally, his body was destroyed, but was once again damaged by inhumane destruction. His bones were shattered and flesh flew... Wang Hao's whole body was twisted and deformed, and his flesh was fuzzy, and it was terrible.

Hold on! Be sure to hold on!"

This is his life and death disaster. Once he can't stand it, his body will burst, his soul will be destroyed and his soul will be destroyed.

The strong will and extremely firm belief made Wang Hao struggle to support him.

At the same time, the four demon pets in possession form began to continuously absorb violent power transformed by demon blood, thereby sharing the burden of blocking the disaster for the master.

In this way, after half an hour of pain... Finally, at some point, the worst is coming,

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heartbeat was like thunder roaring. A little spiritual light appeared in his chest. Like a source seed, he began to crazily absorb the violent power transformed by the demon blood in Wang Hao's body.

The inspiration is getting stronger and stronger! It is getting bigger and bigger!

Until it turns into an illusory cauldron, hidden inside the heart and blood.

The moment of Dingcheng!

Wang Hao burst out with dazzling blood throughout his body. It was not the immortal magic power, but the most powerful and purest qi and blood, which were condensed and released from the outside.

In just a moment, the broken body recovered and healed. The Zhoutian acupoints on the surface of the body began to swallow and spit out the great suction force and spread in all directions.

Blood-colored slurry surged in and continued to flow into Wang Hao's body.

The dross was removed, the essence was refined, and it turned into an extremely pure witch Yuan, and the fifth witch cauldron was condensed into the chest and blood.

The body of the tripod is like blood!

The illusion turns to the entity, becoming more and more condensed. The powerful air that spreads out is becoming more and more powerful.

The Heavenly Witch Realm, casting a blood cauldron, endless qi and blood, and immortality!

The nine levels of the witch's Taoist Nine-level Cauldron, and the fifth level is cultivated, and the blood cauldron can be fully demonstrated.

If Wang Hao's physical body could resist the attack of immortal weapons before, he has now broken through to the Heavenly Witch Realm and recast and tempered the physical body, even the fairy treasure will be difficult to damage half a minute.

Zhoutian Jiao point was absorbed crazily, and the blood-colored plasm around it contained spiritual power.

The more you draw, the more you feel that Wang Hao will be able to bring power, endless.

I don’t know how long it lasts until the capacity reaches its limit before it stops.

This moment!

A thought moves!

The five witch cauldrons flew out of their bodies, as if they had spirituality around them. Wang Hao opened his eyes and felt that he was filled with endless power. He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a long roar.

The whistle was heard and it stopped in an instant!

Wang Hao covered his mouth and said something was wrong. He was so proud that he made a big noise, completely forgot that there were people on the blood-colored slurry.
To be continued...