"Damn, how could it be" There was a throbbing pain in his chest, and Killing Crazy Sand quickly sensed who the compatriots who died this time were: This kind of intense feeling can only come from his own stronger compatriots, the only Triple Realm Traveling powerhouse, the patriarch of the Thunder Fierce Rabbit Killing Tianye.
Without time to think about more possibilities, Killing Wild Sand and another Thunder Slayer Rabbit Clansman from the Triple Realm led a group of Thunder Slayer Rabbits to the inner circle, but they hadn't gone long before they felt the movement of the entire Thunder Stream: It definitely didn't just happen in the inner area, at this moment, the whole thunder stream, including éi, seemed to tremble, symbolizing some kind of anger.
The ground under his feet, which was gradually broken, was stained with layers of blood, and then became soft and elastic, making the slaying sand look awe-inspiring.
It's not because of the mutation that he became nervous, but from the moment the mutation began, Killing Crazy Sand felt a dangerous aura.
It wasn't from any human or sneak attacker, but the environment where they had lived for countless years began to become a little strange and even frightened: it was as if they had a pair of eyes embedded in the wall, staring at them.
"What the hell is going on, why did it become like this" At this moment, Killing Crazy Sand seemed to understand something, or rather, the change forced him to understand something, his face became extremely ugly At the same time, the footsteps towards the inner circle also stopped abruptly.
"Let's leave" was about to give the order for everyone around him to leave here with him, leaving this world where terrible things might happen, this world that was so strange that he couldn't feel it at all, and this was still a thunderous world.
The earth trembled suddenly, and a pair of familiar and terrifying blood-colored grips surged from cracks and walls at this moment.
The blood-colored grip that had once torn apart and killed the fragile human cultivators in front of their eyes, but at this moment, in front of them, an absolutely dangerous aura erupted, surging madly towards each of them, or every rabbit.
At this time, in fact, there is no need to say anything about the slaying sand, the thunder slaying rabbits are not stupid at all, and they don't know what is going on The blue thunder burst out under his feet, turning into a repulsive force to bounce the light body directly, and when a group of thunder-killing rabbits were about to disperse as birds and beasts, a shocking coercion also quietly added at this moment, instantly paralyzing their movements.
"No, don't" Seeing that there were at least more than a dozen pairs of terrifying blood-colored grippers, staring at himself who was defenseless at this moment, a clansman who killed the thunder and the rabbit couldn't help but say in fear.
The voice did not have the composure of the powerhouses of the dual realm at all, but only the desire for life and the fear of death.
But it didn't work, because this pair of bloody hands never showed mercy to the world.
Hands, feet, head, waist and abdomen, and more than ten places under the body in an instant, all of them were invaded by this blood-colored grasp, and even more terrifying things appeared: When the paralysis faded, the clansman who killed the thunder and the rabbit was about to do his best to break free from this blood-colored grasp, from this terrible grasp, a spiritual power that he was unfamiliar with, but could not resist at all, paralyzed his whole body again.
Even, it directly dissolved all the cultivation and strength of this thunder-killing rabbit clansman, turning it into an ordinary rabbit with no power at all, and was gently torn by the cruel blood-colored grasp, and under the blurring of flesh and blood, a fresh life, this died.
"Why" Madness watched the compatriot die, the familiar spiritual power made him completely confirm the conjecture, and the grief was mixed, and at this moment, he looked up to the sky and roared, sending out a heart-shattering question and roar, revealing a trace of despair.
Thunder roared, lightning splashed, and blue thunder of domination roared and raged at this moment, intercepting countless blood-colored grippers, all from the efforts of killing the wild sand.
But this is just a drop in the bucket, he can stop ten pairs of blood-colored grippers, he can stop twenty pairs, but a hundred, two hundred pairs The slaying sand lost his mind, and his eyes were glazed and stunned.
At this moment, there are at least five hundred pairs of blood-colored grippers, sweeping here, every clansman, every moment is suffering from at least ten pairs of blood-colored grippers, and the rest may not be close, but still eyeing the arch guards aside.
The whole world was surrounded, and the whole world was impassable, and no impurities could be found except for the color of blood.
Is it hopeless, is it sad, is it sad?
All evolved into roars, evolved into thunder, and wreaked havoc in this moment without reservation.
Even, sacrificing his own demon core, at this moment, the discharge power was increased by at least three or four times, and at the same time, he could release a hundred thunderbolts that were enough to destroy the Triple Realm Beginner Cultivator, but he still couldn't stop all the blood-colored grasps.
Even, gradually, even the surroundings of the Killing Sand himself were gradually covered with those blood-colored grippers. may have been destroyed again and again, but it quickly came out of the depths of the earth, like a messenger from the abyss, endless, and the ghost did not disperse, so that the gaze of the wild sand gradually turned black and white.
The blood cave continued to burst, occurring on the surface of the body of the slaying madness, and the hard skin was cracked by the rioting spiritual power, like a mad cow, madly drilled out, symbolizing that at this moment, the will to fight to the death belonging to the slaying sand has been completely ignited.
The thunder of domination also seemed to be stained with a trace of blood, and invisibly brought shock and threat to the invincible blood-colored grasp, making the offensive of these terrifying guys slow down in a short period of time, as if they were intimidated by the killing sand.
But is that really all there is to it?
No, because of the sluggishness of the slaying sand, he didn't even notice that under his continuous efforts, his compatriots died one after another, and each time he died, he had to be stabbed in the heart.
Gradually, he got used to it, he was numb, he had seen no blood and life and death, and only one thought remained: discharge.
He already looked like a dying man, so the bloody hand was very unscrupulous, and chose not to move him at all, and let him die by himself.
Anyway, both horizontal and vertical are going to die, it can be a little easier, what's wrong with it, it's a self-explosion, and it's the same result.
The arm exploded, and in exchange for it, hundreds of thunderbolts raged in an instant, completely destroying at least a hundred pairs of blood-colored grips in an instant.
And this is just the beginning, soon, the thighs are bàozhà one after another, and the more terrifying thunder also wreaked havoc in the space of thousands of meters at this moment, and together with the invisible abyss, the blood-colored grip was emptied in an instant.
The chest cavity burst, and the hot heart also disappeared with it, but the vitality that belonged to the Killing Sand was still ignited: as long as the demon core was still there, and the divine consciousness was still there, the Warcraft would never die, which was the luck of the Warcraft, but it was definitely the misfortune of the moment of the Slaying Sand.
Why Because he could see through his shattered divine sense, after his, as his anger completely exploded, turning into a raging thunderbolt that raged in all directions.
Those blood-colored grippers that seemed to have been destroyed, but after the thunder, with a gentle and mocking attitude, they walked out of the abyss again, and reappeared in front of him, approaching his only remaining demon core, little by little.
And in the countless blood-colored grippers, there are clearly several pairs of blood-colored grippers that have changed, and there are two demon cores inlaid inside, but they don't belong to his dead compatriots, who else can it be At this moment, the slaying sand gave up completely.
"It's useless, it's useless, it's the only thing that we, the pathetic things we've been using for countless years, can get, and there's no way to change anything," muttered Madness, even though he had no mouth to talk to.
But at this moment, in his ears, or rather, next to his magic core, there was a sudden gust of wind, bringing a familiar voice greeting, and at the same time, it also perfectly displayed the scene that he longed for, which should have been incredible, in front of him.
"It's not easy for you to hold on to this moment, although I don't have any friendship with you, but there doesn't seem to be any grudge, not to mention, you also indirectly spared my life, so now, let me repay you for this life."
A silver-white figure suddenly landed next to the demon core of the Crazy Sand, and the coercion of the instant flamboyance paralyzed the movement of the blood-colored grip for a moment At the same time, a terrifying thunder that was different from the thunder stream, any thunder power, was also released at this moment, from the terrifying thunder beast body at the peak of the double realm beside him.
With the flow of a strange trace, in front of the slaying sand, a wonderful array of fluctuations was formed, and the light was overflowing.
In the end, with a burst of spiritual rhyme, a miniature formation quietly emerged, and it was the five thunder formations mastered by Feng Chen.
Thunder and thunder, under the seven directions, the five realms have very different essences, but they are equally powerful and terrifying, and they also turned into the most cold-blooded killers at this moment, and the bloody grip that has fallen into panic will be wiped out and destroyed one by one.
In the blink of an eye, a large piece of blood-colored grip was destroyed, and under this blood-colored piece, a pure and flawless way out was torn out.
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"Wishful thinking that wants to devour us" may be so powerful that the power of the five thunders is indeed beyond everyone's imagination, but for these greedy blood-colored graspers, it is definitely not a reason to retreat: Along that thin gap, at least a hundred pairs of blood-colored grippers drilled in, wanting to poison the mercenaries who arrived with the wind and dust: although the cultivation is not high, it is also a great supplement But unfortunately, before they could really get closer, the weak cultivators who were already in a state of protection, and the people who were in the most extreme state of Bing Tianxing and the others couldn't wait to do it.
At this moment, the one who made the mockery was none other than the deputy head of the Soldier Soul Mercenary Group, the black boy Ye Tianxi of the forging division.
Holding five willow leaf flying knives that were finally turned out of the storage space, Ye Tianxi's swarthy face showed a somewhat hideous smile, at this moment, without waiting for the blood-colored gripper to get close to within a hundred meters, he couldn't wait to throw the flying knife out directly.
Then, under the surprised gaze of everyone, these seemingly ordinary five willow leaf flying knives actually burst out with the coercion of almost the peak of the double realm at the moment they got out of their hands, and even attacked towards the blood-colored grip in front of them at a speed that was a little surprising to the wind and dust.
Then, when the willow leaf flying knife touched the blood-colored grip, and everyone watched with bated breath, expecting what would happen, an unexpected scene appeared to them: These five willow leaf flying knives were directly embedded in the inside of the blood-colored gripper, as if they were one, shuttling back and forth in the body of the blood-colored gripper, without any hindrance or influence, nor did they bring the slightest harm.
When everyone was puzzled, what was the purpose of this willow leaf flying knife, as the blood-colored grip continued to approach, when the distance reached a dangerous area of thirty meters, even Han Mo couldn't help but want to attack, and the five willow leaf flying knives unknowingly completed their respective tasks of circumnavigating for a week.
In the end, under the guidance of Ye Tianxi, he crossed towards the empty zenith.
In the next second, five willow leaf flying knives collided together, but they still did not cause any confrontation, but integrated them into their respective bodies in a strange attitude.
In the end, it condensed into a large flying knife that was thirty centimeters long, and with Ye Tianxi's guidance, an endless blade erupted at this moment, cutting through strange traces, and finally acting on the blood-colored grip.
At this moment, in front of everyone, the menacing blood-colored grip, but when it approached the forbidden area of twenty meters, the surface of the body suddenly released a narrow light, from which the clearly visible scratches appeared on the blood-colored surface.
But it's not the trajectory that the willow leaf flying knife has just crossed, what is it As the blades of the large flying knives raged, the originally invisible traces were also shocking at this moment.
The pair of blood-colored grippers, as if there was no resistance at all, directly tore into countless pieces, and even more fragmented dead things, and finally, dissipated in front of everyone, which also made Killing Crazy Sand stunned again.
He couldn't understand why these blood-colored grips, which seemed to him to be unstoppable at all, were easily blocked by these cultivators.
"Don't be stunned, these things are originally in the same vein as your strength, and they are more advanced, so they can naturally restrain you demonic beasts, but for us outsiders, I'm sorry.
You should have guessed who is doing this, how about it, do you want to escape with us, at least there is hope to come back for revenge in the future, isn't it?"
Fengchen laughed.
Perhaps, not long ago, they were incompatible enemies.
But from this moment on, you can completely become a comrade-in-arms in the same boat: