Big dreamer

Chapter 1073 Poisonous Blood

"save……"

Before Zhao Tong could even make a cry for help, an arm had already crossed over from his side. A big iron-like hand clamped tightly around the dragon-horned awl, pressing its tip against Zhao Tong's eyebrows. But can't make any progress.

Shen Luo felt the overwhelming force, and when his heart was shocked, he couldn't help but said angrily: "It's not that I want to kill him, but that he wants to kill me. Can't I fight back?"

"He sneak-attacked you, and you returned him three water arrows. That's why I didn't stop him just now, but now... I can't." Huang Yi frowned. .

"You are really so stubborn..." Shen Luo couldn't help but be speechless.

But just when he was about to stop, Zhao Tong's hand was unfrozen, and he suddenly raised a palm. There was a blood cloud in his palm, and he smacked it towards Shen Luo's brow.

Shen Luo's heart tightened and he hurriedly stepped back, but the angle of that palm was so tricky and the pursuit was so urgent that he couldn't avoid it for a moment.

"Asshole."

At this moment, a loud shout sounded in their ears like a yellow bell.

Huang Yi suddenly raised his other arm and hit Zhao Tong's probing arm from bottom to top.

Zhao Tong couldn't help but scream, and couldn't help but blast his palm into the sky. A cloud of blood immediately exploded above the three of them.

The blood cloud exploded all over the sky and immediately turned into a rain of blood. Shen Luo and several people clamped down on each other. No one could dodge and they were all rained down on their heads.

The moment the blood rain fell on his body, Shen Luo felt a burning sensation on his skin, as if he had been splashed with hot oil.

"Oops……"

Zhao Tong was the first to exclaim and pulled away, rubbing his cheeks with both hands frantically, trying to wipe away the blood stains.

But the strange blood stain couldn't be wiped off at all. After he rubbed it vigorously for ten times, it penetrated into his skin more quickly, making his whole body swollen red, and his whole body looked like a cooked shrimp.

Shen Luo also sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously raised his hand to his cheek, but instead of rubbing it like Zhao Tong did, he used the water control technique to condense into tiny droplets of water, wrapped up the blood spots, and tried to remove them. .

But the water couldn't stain the blood at all. The moment the two came into contact, they were evaporated by a burst of heat, causing billows of white water vapor to appear on Shen Luo's face.

At the same time, the blood stains also seeped into Shenluo's skin.

"Dong dong..."

Suddenly, Shen Luo felt a rush of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, and the sound of his heart beating became extremely clear.

An indescribable feeling of heat filled his body, making his skin as bright red as Zhao Tong.

"What did you do?" Huang Yi was not feeling any better at the moment, he shouted angrily.

"No, don't use magic to suppress it. The poisonous blood will only become more excited and will burn all your blood essence." Zhao Tong's eyes turned red and he shouted loudly.

When Shen Luo heard it, he already understood that this was the blood-burning technique practiced by that fellow.

"Asshole, tell me quickly, how to remove this blood poison?" Shen Luo shouted angrily.

"This poisonous blood was refined by my master, specifically for me to protect my life against the enemy. I cannot remove it myself." Zhao Tong said in a panic.

After saying this, he was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, running his secret method, trying to fight against this blood-burning poison.

Shen Luo did not dare to hesitate and immediately sat down cross-legged. However, he did not listen to Zhao Tong's words and did not transfer the magic power at all. Instead, he used the nameless skill to urge his own blood to gather towards his left arm.

As soon as his magic power started to work, the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling. The surface of his body was burned by the blood so that bursts of white water vapor appeared, and his heart was beating violently.

Shen Luo was immediately shocked, and quickly stabilized his mind, and had to give up the idea of ​​​​breaking his arm to survive.

He hesitated again and again, and began to use the Huang Ting Sutra technique with all his strength. His whole body was immediately enveloped in a layer of pale golden light, and the picture of steam all over his body emerged again.

However, this time the sinking did not stop, but continued to activate the magic power.

In just a few breaths, the skin on his cheeks burned red, and blood bubbles the size of walnuts bulged out, followed by blood bubbles from his cheeks to his neck, then to his shoulders, and up to half of his body.

"Puff..."

A soft sound came one after another, and the blood bubbles on his body burst one after another. A large amount of blood flowed out of the body from the breach, but it was shockingly contaminated by the poisonous blood and turned into purple-black, extremely sticky, and there was also a strange smell in it. The sweet fragrance.

In order to remove the poisonous blood from the body, Shen Luo gave up the idea of ​​transferring the poisonous blood and then amputating his arm. Instead, he drained the blood mixed with the poisonous blood directly from the body through the skin.

The advantage of this is that it reduces the migration of poisonous blood in the body and avoids more infections. It also allows the poisonous blood to be eliminated on the spot as quickly as possible, reducing the stimulation of the magic power.

The shortcomings are also obvious. The area of ​​damage is too large. Not only the blood and blood vessels are damaged, but the skin and flesh are also seriously damaged.

Shen Luo didn't dare to relax at this moment. While he was doing his best to separate the poisonous blood, he also activated the large peeling technique to repair his injuries, which also included part of the liver that was abandoned by Shen Luo due to the poisonous blood infection.

The loss of a large amount of Qi, blood, essence and blood, as well as the severe loss of mana, made Shen Luo very weak at the moment. There was no place to burn blood on his body, and his skin became gray due to lack of blood. His whole person looked like he had aged for dozens of years. age.

Huang Yi, who was not far away from him, was surrounded by a golden bell made of virtual light, holding him upside down.

Circles of Sanskrit were illuminated around the golden bell, which exuded waves of spiritual energy fluctuations, washing over his body like a tide, causing streams of white vapor to emerge from his body, mixed with wisps of black energy.

He holds the flower knot seal in front of him with his right hand, and his left arm hangs on his legs on the stacked seat, as if the Buddha is sitting cross-legged. Wisps of black energy can be vaguely seen on his body, flowing along his shoulders and continuously converging towards his left arm.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sky was getting dark, and the three of them still didn’t get up.

Among them, Shen Luo looked the most miserable. The water vapor all over his body seemed to have evaporated, his skin became loose and wrinkled, his eyes were drooped, and his body was as dry as a dead tree.

Huang Yi took a different approach than him, but forced all the poisonous blood to his left arm. His entire left hand had turned black and blue, the wrist to forearm was also purple, and the skin from the elbow up was pale.

The poisonous blood suppressed on his arm was still trying to counterattack again and again, trying to invade back towards his upper arm.

His forehead was sweating profusely. In order to detoxify, most of the blood and essence in his body had been lost. His face was pale, and his whole body was tense, as if he was accumulating strength, trying to completely remove all the poisonous blood.

On the contrary, Zhao Tong, because he practiced the blood-burning technique, knew the most about the nature of the blood poison. He relied on the sect's secret method to suppress it. He could only seek help from his master after leaving the secret realm and returning.

"call……"

He let out a long breath of turbid air, and there was actually a faint purple air swirling in it.

Zhao Tong looked happy, and immediately stood up from where he was, walking up to Shen Luo and Huang Yi, his eyes swept over the two of them, and his eyes gradually became cold.