Porphyrin!

The soul-stirring cup hit Zhang Xiaofan's finger joints, and his tightly clenched right hand suddenly opened.

The blood-devouring bead has firmly adhered to the palm of his hand, and a stream of bright red blood is wrapping the surface of the bead and quickly seeping inward.

Du Bishu drove the magic weapon back again, and with the force of the rebound, he knocked the blood-devouring bead out of Zhang Xiaofan's palm and rolled it down a foot away.

Under the influence of the soul-destroying evil spirit, it is extremely difficult to drive the soul-destroying cup, and the backlash is naturally not much stronger.

Without the intrusion of the blood-devouring pearl green energy, Zhang Xiaofan's pain was slightly relieved and he regained some consciousness.

"Junior brother, tie the knot! Retreat quickly!" Du Bishu warned urgently while controlling the soul-capturing cup to fly back.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan saw Xiao Hei holding one end of the hemp rope and thrusting it under Tian Linger's body. He immediately understood Du Bishu's intention and struggled to help tie the knot.

A little while.

After receiving Zhang Xiaofan's confirmation, Du Bishu hurriedly grabbed the other end and immediately pulled Tian Linger back.

Don't use too much force, lest the knotted parts come apart.

Fortunately, the distance was only one or two feet, and Tian Linger was quickly dragged out. Du Bishu quickly picked her up, carried her another ten feet away, and at the same time fed her an ordinary Qingxin Pill.

After doing this, he hurriedly ran back to the edge of the open space and prepared to help Zhang Xiaofan, who was struggling to stand up.

"Junior brother, come back first and then talk!"

The rapid blood loss just now made Zhang Xiaofan's face pale as paper, and it was extremely difficult to get up. Looking at this, it was obvious that the blood-devouring beads had more influence on him than the soul-grabbing beads.

If you continue to stay in the open space, not to mention whether you can harvest treasures, you will also have to risk your life.

Hearing the shouting, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head desperately to regain consciousness, and then struggled to stand up from the ground.

Halfway through standing up, the gray monkey huddled up not far away called out weakly twice, looking at him with pleading eyes, as if eager for the other person to reach out and rescue him.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaofan stopped turning around, raised his left arm with difficulty, and hooked little by little toward the gray monkey in front of him.

Du Bishu understood instantly and quickly gave instructions to his pet: "Xiao Hei, help quickly!"

In the open space, the person least affected by evil spirits is Xiao Hei.

After helping to tie the knot, it walked around the gray monkey with cat steps, its vertical pupils filled with deep mockery.

After hearing the instruction, Xiao Hei was obviously reluctant, dragging out a long "meow" sound to express his dissatisfaction.

Dissatisfied, after confirming that the instruction could not be changed, it still approached the gray monkey, moved its head forward little by little, and pushed the monkey's body towards Zhang Xiaofan.

When the gray monkey was taken into Zhang Xiaofan's arms, Xiao Hei immediately ran towards the Bitan in front of him in anger and plunged into the water.

Just leave it alone.

Zhang Xiaofan hugged the huddled gray monkey and walked back to the edge of the forest. The weakness due to blood loss and the nausea made it difficult for him to walk.

Seeing this, Du Bishu shook his hands and threw the rope out again.

Taking advantage of the momentum from the forward movement, one end of the rope was wrapped around Zhang Xiaofan's waist, and with a strong tug, Zhang Xiaofan immediately staggered forward four or five steps.

Less than five feet away from the edge of the woods, Du Bishu simply took a step forward and stretched out his arms to pull him out.

Zhang Xiaofan grinned weakly and slowly placed the gray monkey on the ground.

During this period, the gray monkey also knew that the other party was trying to save it, so it remained calm and did not struggle. Gratitude flashed in its round eyes.

However, neither Zhang Xiaofan nor Du Bishu paid attention.

"Teacher...sister, how's it going?"

"Hey, there. I'll help you over!"

Looking at the weak junior brother in front of him, Du Bishu dropped the rope and used his arms to help him walk to the tree where Tian Linger was.

Suddenly, a sharp roar came from behind the two of them, or to be more precise, it came towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Unable to dodge, Du Bishu could only push Zhang Xiaofan out with his arms.

At the same time, he stepped aside a little, and out of the corner of his eye, he could clearly see the appearance of the incoming object.

Blood-devouring beads!

how come!

Is it possible that it also has its own tracking function?

Contrary to Du Bishu's surprise, Zhang Xiaofan was only a little surprised when faced with the blood-devouring bead. At the same time, he subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it in his palm.

After all, this ball has been with him day and night for three years, and there is an indescribable feeling in it.

What is raised is the right hand.

Immediately, blood gushed out from the unhealed wound again, faster than before.

Zhang Xiaofan only felt that all the essence and blood in his body was flowing backwards, all flowing in the direction of the ball. The power of the Brahma Prajna in his body collapsed at the first touch, and could not stop it in the slightest.

My whole body was in convulsions, and the pain was worse than before.

Unable to bear it any longer, he staggered backwards and re-entered the open space.

Nausea and the urge to vomit arose from his internal organs, and the blood-eating beads continued to draw blood and essence. Zhang Xiaofan felt that his body was alternately hot and cold, and life was worse than death.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and all the strength in his body disappeared by the minute. His feet kept moving, and he stumbled closer to the Bitan in the middle.

As soon as he approached Bitan, Zhang Xiaofan, who was trembling all over, could no longer hold on and collapsed directly on the ground.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to sink into darkness, he used his last bit of strength to bite the tip of his tongue. With that moment of clarity, he simultaneously used Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and Brahma Prajna to resist the pain all over his body.

Unfortunately, to no avail.

Because of this resistance, the ferocity of the two invading forces in his body was further aroused, and they all crashed into his internal organs.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hold it in any longer, a sweet sensation formed in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he almost fainted.

This mouthful of blood sprayed onto the blood-devouring bead in the palm of his hand, and the green light emitted from it completely shattered the last bit of Buddhist mantra.

Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly enveloped in green energy, like a bloodthirsty demon reborn again.

When Zhang Xiaofan first appeared strange, Du Bishu on the side instinctively wanted to pull him, but when he saw the other person retreating back to the open space, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes and stopped his movements.

Are you about to start?

Is the soul-eating rod about to appear out of nowhere?

Although the development process of things has deviated slightly, it still maintains the general context and moves forward.

Wait and see, if it's really out of control, then take action yourself.

Having made up his mind, Du Bishu took two steps back and chose to watch indifferently.

Not only him, Xiao Hei, who was having fun in the Bitan, was also startled by this scene and jumped out of the water. The moment he jumped out of the water, its long tail twitched unintentionally, and it happened to hit the soul-destroying stick again.

A little crooked.

It was this little that caused a series of changes.

When Zhang Xiaofan approached with the blood-devouring bead, the soul-stirring stick in the blue pool trembled slightly, growing angry, as if a stranger had intruded into his territory.

At the moment when the blood-devouring bead's green light shone brightly, Ducun couldn't bear it any longer, and a vicious aura filled the surroundings of Bitan.

The gravel in the pool was flying rapidly, and the small green pool suddenly generated waves, which circled rapidly around the center where the short stick was, forming an exaggerated whirlpool.

In the whirlpool, the short stick filled with black steam slowly floated into the air until its length of two feet was fully visible on the water.

The float only stagnated for a moment, and the black short rod shot out quickly, heading straight towards the blood-devouring bead that flashed with blue light.

boom!

The two fierce creatures collided directly, and Zhang Xiaofan was knocked out as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, rolling continuously in the air.

boom!

Zhang Xiaofan fell to the ground again, bleeding from all his orifices and feeling dizzy.

The soul-stirring stick and the blood-devouring bead are in contact at one point. On one side, black smoke billows forward, and on the other side, green energy is released tit-for-tat.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of his junior brother, Du Bishu couldn't help but take three steps forward. The soul-capturing cup was flying above his head, eager to intervene in the fight between the two fierce creatures at any time.

But he finally chose to wait, because at this moment Zhang Xiaofan actually started to move.

The two ferocious creatures were facing each other tit for tat, and they were evenly matched. Because of this, the coldness and nausea in his body had mostly receded.

Zhang Xiaofan struggled to stand up from the ground, shaking his right hand desperately, trying to throw these two harmful monsters out, while still stepping towards the edge of the open space.

After taking just two steps, the arrogant blood-devouring bead flickered again and surged toward the stick.

In order to get more help, the part where the blood-devouring bead connected with Zhang Xiaofan's palm suddenly glowed with blood, and the bright red blood seeped out and gradually gathered into a large drop of blood.

Zhang Xiaofan's body softened after he finally stood up, and he fell to the ground again, his face as white as paper, and his eyes full of horror.

Even so, the blood-devouring bead was not satisfied and continued to draw out his blood essence, hoping to completely overwhelm the enemy on the opposite side.
Chapter completed!