Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

Such a situation caused this place to fall into a brief silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became very strange.

Xue Lang turned his head to look at it, then shook his head slightly, not without disgust:

"It's really clever to be in a cocoon."

"You bastard, I'm afraid it's not because of hybridization that your brain is damaged."

He really didn't like the strength of these people, and he didn't even use any means to stop them from escaping.

As a result, in such a situation, he still ran around like a headless chicken and couldn't escape.

More or less it made Mo feel a little ridiculous.

Hearing this, it was probably because he didn't hit too hard this time, and Zhou Changshou reacted quickly.

"Damn!"

This time, he could no longer have the slightest peace.

This formation is so strong that even talisman seals cannot help him escape.

Another escape route was blocked.

But right now, a large number of valuable methods have been used at all costs just now.

Today, it is unavoidable to feel a little bit of the end of the world.

Noticing Zhou Mu in his field of vision, Zhou Changshou felt a wave of instability in his mind.

This son of a bitch really screwed himself up...

and many more!

Zhou Changshou seemed to think of something suddenly, his eyes lit up.

There is always a way out!

He thought of a solution that might solve the current crisis.

Own old father!

Back then, the last time he fought the blood demon, he had to fall into a deep sleep, and his lifespan was running low.

Before falling into a deep sleep, he had been exhorted in every possible way, saying that he must wait until he found something that prolongs his life, or better blood essence, before waking him up, otherwise he would be allowed to sleep peacefully underground.

After so many years, the thing that prolongs life has not been found, and as for the essence and blood, it has never been enough, and the old father has never had a chance to reappear.

And before he fell into a deep sleep, his realm was stronger than his current self. Although he had never taken the step of a holy king, it was enough to proclaim himself a half-step holy king.

Right now, although there is still no better method of blood essence and life extension.

But as long as his old father can defeat the blood demon and refine his blood demon body, what happened today might be a bad thing.

Of course, he still knows that there is still a lot of risk in doing so. After all, the strength of this demon is probably not weak in the Saint King Realm.

But now there is no other way.

I can't be fooled by this son of a dog all the time.

Simply, let the old father think about the overall situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even if you die, if you can leave your name forever, it will be a good story!

At that moment, he quickly sent a sound transmission to Zhou Mu, saying:

"Mu'er, go and dig your grandfather out!"

"what?"

Zhou Mu was taken aback:

"Grandpa doesn't have much lifespan. Once he wakes up, I'm afraid..."

"There is not so much time, the devil will not die, and all of us will be buried under the devil's hands!" Zhou Changshou urged.

Zhou Mu didn't say anything more, nodded in response, and then left.

At this time, Xue Lang had already solved all the methods.

He stepped out in big strides, and came straight to Zhou Changshou again, grabbing it with his big hand, it was like a sea of ​​blood in an instant, turning into a terrifying giant hand of the blood demon.

Zhou Changshou let out a low cry, and quickly responded.

Speaking of dealing with it, the main thing is to try to block it while avoiding its edge.

It's a pity that before the gap in strength, although he was not directly caught, there were still astonishing cracks in the soft armor on his body.

"It's still a bit of a mistake."

Watching the fight between Zhou Changshou and Xuelang, Lu Changzhi shook his head softly.

It was originally planned to let Zhou Changshou consume some blood nuts, but judging from the situation.

I don't know if it was because Zhou Changshou didn't want to be tough and just wanted to escape, or because he was old and couldn't help himself.

In short, although it is the ninth level of the Saint Realm, it is true and false.

According to this posture, not to mention the consumption, it will be difficult to hit the blood hammer itself.

Now the appearance of this middle-aged human is only the human form of the blood hammer, and its body is the most powerful state.

"Wait a little longer."

Right now, his body has also reached a position near here.

However, he was still in no hurry.

He noticed just now that Zhou Mu's figure had left, probably to get some hole cards.

After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been developing for so many years. It would be absurd if there is really no hole card that can solve such a crisis.

It's just that I don't know what objects can be brought to try to solve this matter. For this, Lu Changzhi still has some expectations and hopes.

.......

On the field.

It is no exaggeration to describe the situation as fierce.

But if you want to talk about the morale of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is nothing wrong with it.

The reason lies in the nature of the matter.

Not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Under the pot of dirty water that Zhuang Lin punished, Zhou Zhanming seemed to have been blamed one after another overtly and covertly.

It's a pity that these pots can't provide it with defensive capabilities.

What he was facing was also a demon envoy in the saint realm, whose strength was not weaker than himself, and now his body seemed to have several scars.

brush.

In a flash, Zhou Zhanming's eyes flashed fiercely.

Looking at what he did, he suddenly chose to trade injuries for injuries.

laugh!

The blood-colored long blade held by the Gorefiend pierced his shoulder, and his long knife also slashed at the Gorefiend.

brush.

The light of the knife flashed by.

The entire arm of the Gorefiend was chopped off.

The blood demon let out a cry of pain, and immediately shot at Zhou Zhanming.

Zhou Zhanming retreated resolutely, and at the same time, the long knife was inserted into his broken arm, and he picked it back.

"One arm is missing, the next step is to kill you!"

Raising his hand, he took out the jade bottle, poured it into his mouth, and recovered his injuries. Zhou Zhanming stared at the blood demon.

However, in the sea of ​​blood below, there are blood pillars soaring into the sky, gathering under the figure of the blood demon, and rushing towards his body.

The next moment, Zhou Zhanming's expression changed.

Where the Gorefiend's arm was severed, under the sea of ​​blood gathering at this moment, an arm re-growth visible to the naked eye.

For a human cultivator, this injury is enough to cause serious consequences, but for the blood demon, it can be healed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the Gorefiend figure looked at the broken arm, and suddenly a magic word sounded from his mouth.

Zhou Zhanming's face changed suddenly, and he felt it, and decisively threw the broken arm away.

next moment.

boom!

The severed arm exploded with a bang, turning into an astonishing impact of force, causing a bloody mist to fill the sky.

Similar situations have appeared in battles everywhere.

Under the blessing of the sea of ​​blood, the recovery ability of these blood demons has reached an astonishing level, which once made people despair.

On the other side, in just a few breaths, Zhou Changshou was beaten until he vomited blood.

At this moment, Zhou Mu's figure returned.

On his shoulders, he carried a gold-plated, luxurious and extravagant long coffin. He walked in two steps in three steps, and then stopped and put the long coffin on the ground.

The next moment, he shouted in a low voice:

"Congratulations, my lord!"

The voice fell, and his hands fell to the edge of the long coffin, and he exerted force suddenly.

Rumble.

The lid of the long coffin seemed to have a weight in it, and when it was opened, it made an astonishing roaring sound.

For a moment, everyone's attention on the field was attracted by it.

boom!

Xue Lang shook Zhou Changshou away with a palm, and his eyes fell on the long coffin, and he said with a light smile:

"It's the usual style of the human race to beat the young ones, but..."

After a pause, Xuelang moved his wrist, with an expectant look on his face:

"Have you finally decided to increase the strength of this king?"