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Chapter 165 Trapped in the Crimson Blood Twisted Formation(1/2)

This is just an ordinary mountain range, and Wu Tao has walked here often before.

At that time, there were insects and birds chirping, flowers and plants in bloom, and foxes and rabbits running around. Never had there been such a scene of complete silence and lifelessness.

It was obvious that someone was setting up an ambush here, and the area was cleared in advance.



"Who is here, pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Wu Tao scanned the surroundings with eyes as bright as lightning, and shouted loudly.

After a while, the quiet and oppressive atmosphere around him was finally suddenly broken by bursts of "Jie Jie" strange laughter.

"What an alert boy, it seems that I don't want to save any more effort, I will definitely need to spend more effort."

Amidst the bursts of strange laughter, the mountains that were originally as calm as water suddenly made waves, like falling boulders.

Countless continuous black shadows continued to break out from various places in the mountains, spreading across the entire sky, like living dark clouds, hovering together in large tracts.

These black shadows "make a buzzing" sound at the same time, which is so harsh that it makes people feel upset and want to cover their ears.

"Flying razor clams? So many!"

As soon as those countless black shadows appeared, Wu Tao understood the origin of these shadows.

"The flying razor clam is a variant of the ordinary razor clam monster. It sucks the blood of land creatures on the ground, the blood of fish in the water, and the blood of flying birds in the sky."

"They can live tenaciously in various complex environments. They are a public pest to all living beings in the world of immortality."



Flying razor clams have weird shapes, with flat mouths and sharp teeth, and heads that look like suckers. During flight, their orange-red bodies open their forelimbs wide, revealing a thin film connected to their armpits, like insect-like wings.

Such low-level monsters may not be strong individually, but when gathered in such large numbers, with their unique innate magical powers, even high-level monsters will have to stay away when they encounter them.

If Wu Tao had encountered them a few years ago, he would have had no choice but to run away in embarrassment, and there was no other way.

As for now, he is looking at the overwhelming flying razor clams, attacking him like crazy.



A sneer appeared in the corner of Wu Tao's mouth, and he stood motionless, waiting for the master behind these flying leeches to appear.

After a while, a road suddenly appeared in the dark swarm of flying razor clams in front of them.

He has a sinister eyebrow and rat-like eyes, is less than five feet tall, has a pointed and thin face, a short, long and pointed beard, and a pair of big buck teeth.

The first impression given by this appearance is that of a scoundrel, middle-aged man.

"Hey, kid, don't blame me. Someone paid a big price for your life. Just draw your sword and kiss yourself.

"When I am in a good mood, I will take your body and feed it to my little baby if I have to." Balin, the strange insect monk, said arrogantly.



"Haha, if you want my head, come and get it if you can!"

Wu Tao sneered, then waved his hand disdainfully and said with a face as cold as ice.

"Hey, boy, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Don't think that you are amazing because you have the cultivation level of the late foundation building stage."

"I don't know how many little guys like you I have killed in the past few decades."

When Balin heard this, he laughed strangely a few times, and a pair of small eyes suddenly flashed green.

The next moment, Bahrain muttered something in his mouth, as if he was calling for something, and seemed to want him to

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The little babies around him rushed forward to kill Wu Tao quickly.

The flying razor clams all over the sky suddenly started to boil.

There are tens of thousands of them, like a huge army that covers the sky and the sun, rolling like the waves of the sea.

Under the command of Bahrain, quickly advance towards Wu Tao!

The other side.

With a pat of the storage bag, the Wanling Flying Butterfly Pot was released. Wu Tao poured all his spiritual power into the Wanling Flying Butterfly Pot.

Thousands of fiery red butterflies flew out of the pot one after another.

The red butterflies, with their bodies less than a finger long, collided with the flying razor clams all over the sky like moths flying into the flames.

When the red butterflies flying gracefully landed on the flying razor clam, there were continuous explosions of "canopy", "canopy" and "canopy".

From top to bottom, there was a dazzling fire, and more than a thousand red butterflies exploded one after another, blowing up millions of flying razor clams until not even ashes were left.

When Balin saw Wu Tao destroying half of the flying razor clams he commanded with just a flip of his hand, his heart sank. He didn't dare to be careless and immediately used his special move.

"Boy, let me show you how powerful I am."

"The razor clam swallows the world!"

Extracting spiritual energy from the surrounding flying razor clams, a massive amount of spiritual energy swarmed into Balin's body instantly.

The next second, a huge sixty-foot-long virtual image of a razor clam appeared behind Bahrain.

In mid-air, a 60-foot-long virtual image of a razor clam opened its mouth wide and swallowed the sky. With every breath and breath, the air flow surged into a hurricane.



The power of the razor clam's virtual image gradually reached its peak. The terrifying virtual image sucked in airflow, sucking everything around it into its belly like a dragon sucking water.

The virtual image of a razor clam and the huge suction force that swept over Wu Tao was sucked into the air, and he was about to fall into the huge mouth...

Wu Tao drew out the broken ancient sword at the critical moment. Cold light flashed, and the sound of sword chants rose. The broken ancient sword fell down, and the innate sword energy was bone-piercing and sharp.

The sword wielder cuts with his sharp edge, and there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut. The sword's energy reaches the sky, and it has supreme divine power. In an instant, it cuts the virtual image of a sixty-foot-long razor clam into two halves.

Balin, the strange insect monk who was easily defeated by Wu Tao with his own unique trick that he was proud of, was shocked in his heart and reluctantly glanced at the group of flying razor clams that were so precious to his life.

Then Bahrain gritted his teeth and gave the last command to the flying razor clams around him. He turned around and ran away, transforming into a gray stream of light at extremely fast speeds.

"escape!"

Now besides "escape", Bahrain can't think of any other way. Although he still has several top-level magic weapons in his storage bag that he has not used, and some other methods have not been used.



But through previous battles, Bahrain knew that unless he used his life-saving trump card.

Otherwise, even if he uses all other means, he will still not be Wu Tao's opponent.

But if he was asked to use his own life-saving trump card for some spiritual stones, he was not stupid and would not bear it at all.

"Just wait!"

"I will come back for revenge."

Bahrain turned around and saw that the group of flying razor clams that were frantically attacking Wu Tao were steadily decreasing.

He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He secretly felt fierce and used all his strength to activate the spiritual power in his body. The speed of escaping light suddenly increased by 10%.



After Wu Tao finished dealing with the swarm of flying razor clams, he used his sword to control the weapon and used the human sword to merge into one, turning it into a rapid stream of light.

After a while, Wu Tao caught up with Ba

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Forest.

Discovering that something was wrong, Balin hurriedly took out dozens of talismans from his storage bag, turned them into dozens of five-element spells, and hit Wu Tao, who was chasing after him.

The cold light in Wu Tao's eyes grew stronger, and the broken ancient sword in his hand stabbed out thirty-two sword shadows in one breath.

Puff!!!

The sword shadows slashed and attacked, and dozens of five-element spells were instantly wiped out by the powerful sword shadows, unable to hurt him at all.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Tao increased his speed and rushed directly in front of Bahrain, blocking his way.

With the broken ancient sword in hand, an ancient and time-worn sword intention rose into the sky, and the sound of the sword's roar was like a dragon's roar, spreading in all directions in an instant.



The other side.

Seeing that he could not escape, Bahrain gritted his teeth and finally decided to use his secret trump card.

With a gloomy face, he patted his storage bag, took out a mysterious talisman, and clicked it several times in succession.

In mid-air, the red light on this mysterious formation talisman first flickered on and off for a while, then suddenly the red light brightened and continued to expand outward.

These crimson rays of light actually condensed and did not disperse, expanding in all directions, gradually forming a ball with a diameter of more than five feet, covering Wu Tao's entire body inside.

This is the Red Blood Twisting Formation.

The outer edge of this crimson ball is as thin as a mirror. It seems to be extremely light and brittle, but it breaks when touched. It is just a flower stand.

However, when the ball was moved closer, the originally weak crimson light gradually became solid.
To be continued...
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