His body was directly immobilized by Ming Jiulian, and half a pound of blood was drained away. Ten thousand silent grass and mud horses were galloping in Ji Wufeng's heart!
"Ouch..."
The loud sound rang through the heaven and earth. Was it the roar of a dragon? But it wasn't. Ji Wufeng didn't feel the power of dragon blood in his body, he just felt the endless spiritual energy gathering crazily.
Looking up, I saw the body of the old crooked neck tree suddenly swelling, its thick trunk piercing the sky, and then its huge body shook, uprooted, and soared into the sky.
The old crooked neck tree actually turned into a huge wooden dragon, rising up in the sky and charging at the blood dragon with its fangs and claws!
"Old man, how dare you!"
Hei Ling was furious and roared loudly, but Lao Wai Ning Shu snorted coldly: "I dare to kill even your own self, let alone a piece of shit like you!"
"Ouch..."
The huge wooden dragon soared high in the sky like the Great Wall, opened its teeth and claws, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the blood dragon into its mouth.
This blood dragon is the transformation of endless death energy and resentment. It is a gut-piercing poison that ecstasys the soul and corrodes the bones. If it touches it, it will die. However, the crooked neck tree has the spiritual root of heaven and earth, which communicates with all things in the world and can accommodate it.
The so-called blood prison was swallowed into the mouth of the old crooked neck tree and disappeared!
Ming Jiulian did not hesitate to give in. After draining half a kilogram of Ji Wufeng's blood, three huge fox tails rose into the sky and slashed towards the Black Tower!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Black Tower withstood Foxtail's three consecutive blows. Each blow was enough to cause landslides and ground cracks, and the rivers to change their course. However, the Black Tower only shook violently three times.
Ji Wufeng was speechless and said: "So hard?"
Even if he didn't experience it personally, he knew how terrifying Ming Jiulian's three consecutive attacks were. However, the black tower only shook a few times, and its hardness was really terrifying!
However, it was not without any achievements. Most of the black fog above the black tower was dispersed. At the same time, Hei Ling's body shook violently three times with the black tower. Ji Wufeng could clearly feel his weakness.
Many of them were severely injured by Ming Jiulian after all!
"Just wait for me. One day I will pay back this debt twice as much!"
Black Ling's tone was ferocious, and his body immediately turned into a ball of black mist and got into the black tower, which immediately rose into the sky.
The old crooked neck tree shouted: "He wants to escape, stop him!"
Ming Jiulian sneered: "You want to escape now? It's already too late!"
The black light on the black tower suddenly appeared and then disappeared. Ji Wufeng was stunned. He ran so fast?
However, Ming Jiulian stamped his foot, and his figure appeared hundreds of miles away. Three huge fox tails rose into the air and chopped down fiercely.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After three critical strikes, the Black Tower appeared out of thin air and was whipped back by the foxtail.
"Ouch..."
The huge wooden dragon fell from the sky, like the strong dragon's tail of a river, and struck the black tower hard.
boom!
The black tower fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, causing the ground to shake violently.
Ji Wufeng was shaken by the shaking ground and jumped up. Then he fell and fell onto his back. He didn't have time to scream, so he immediately got up to check the situation.
A huge pit appeared on the ground. The black tower stood in the pit, and the black mist shrouded the whole body. The scene was like the Senluo Hall in the underworld coming before our eyes, it was terrifying!
"Since you deliberately want to seek death, then I will help you!"
The terrifying voice of the black spirit sounded in the black tower, and then the endless black mist emerged again.
Ji Wufeng ran away, Ming Jiulian said: "He is seriously injured, don't run, just kill him. It depends on you whether you can keep this soul-suppressing tower."
Ji Wufeng paused. What is the soul-suppressing tower? If Ming Jiulian pays so much attention to it, it must be a good treasure.
But no matter how good the baby is, it’s not as good as your own life. Why don’t you run away and die?
However, Ming Jiulian would definitely not harm himself. He would definitely not lie to himself if he said that this black thing was seriously injured.
Give it a try, the bicycle turns into a motorcycle, Ji Wufeng grits his teeth and fights!
Sonorous!
Ji Wufeng directly revealed Gui Cry. He believed that Ming Jiulian and Wai Neck Tree would be able to hide his identity.
Mobilizing the power of the dragon's blood in his body, a blazing divine light suddenly burst out from the Ghost Cry, and the divine light transformed into a dragon shape and kept spitting on the blade.
boom!
Guiwei slashed hard at the black tower. The black tower suddenly shook violently, and the black mist that escaped also dissipated with the violent shaking.
Heita yelled: "You dare, little bastard!"
Ji Wufeng slashed down, and the black tower shook even more violently than Ming Jiulian's three consecutive blows. Coupled with the black tower's fierce roar, he immediately understood that he could easily control the black tower now!
"Old bastard, you've fallen into my hands and you still dare to be so arrogant, I'll chop you to death!"
Ji Wufeng raised the knife in his hand and slashed again. The black tower shook even more violently, and the black mist dispersed even more.
Heita roared: "You little bastard, just wait for me. As long as I don't die, one day I will make you taste all the tortures in the world that are a thousand times more painful than death."
Heita's words were very vicious, but Ji Wufeng could also hear his nervousness at this time. This black thing was really going to die, otherwise he would have been punished by him, instead of talking to him here!
Ji Wufeng raised his big knife and struck it down one after another, each one faster and harder than the last, just like chopping the stuffing of a dumpling.
Everyone outside the court was stunned. How terrifying is the black spirit? It is simply a nightmare for the entire world!
However, first he was beaten by Ming Jiulian and Lao Wai Neck Tree and fled, and then he was slashed by Ji Wu Feng!
"Little bastard, I won't let you go..."
In the blink of an eye, Ji Wufeng slashed at least a thousand times, and the black mist in the black tower was almost completely dispersed. Black Ling's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
Ming Jiulian strode over and said, "Okay, he's completely finished."
Ji Wufeng let go of the big knife in his hand and was panting. The more than a thousand cuts on his arms were almost no longer his own.
Looking at the Black Tower again, it's still eerie and terrifying, but it lacks the terrifying violence before.
The body of the old crooked neck tree returned to its original state, looked at the black tower and said: "Finally, it was not in vain, we took down this soul-suppressing tower!"
Ming Jiulian waved his hand, and the black tower instantly shrank to the size of a palm.
Ji Wufeng asked: "What is this soul-suppressing tower?"
"The soul-suppressing tower is the true body of the black spirit!"
Ji Wufeng was stunned. The Soul Suppressing Tower is the true body of the Black Spirit. If we take down the Soul Suppressing Tower, does that mean we have taken care of the Black Spirit?
The old crooked neck tree guessed what he was thinking and said: "This is just an incarnation. To put it bluntly, it is just a fake. It is not even one ten thousandth of the ability of the original one."
Ji Wufeng immediately curled his lips, thinking it was a good treasure, but he didn't expect it to be a bad product. Ming Jiulian grabbed his hand, cut his palm open, and dripped blood on the soul-suppressing tower.
