Chapter five hundred and fifty first blood-sucking mother
Compared to Luo Hong, Xiang Zhili obviously knows how to disguise himself as a monk in the Qi refining stage.
Although he vaguely sensed something was wrong with the blood mist, he still acted like the most ordinary ninth-level Qi-refining monk. He just held up the protective spiritual shield and offered up a copper shield with weak spiritual energy.
He also showed no intention of rescuing the Ning family monk beside him.
The next moment blood mist came over, and the Ning family monks, who had never seen the pros and cons, suffered a huge loss.
Nearly half of the clan members did not pay attention to their own protection. After the blood mist eroded the spiritual shield, their fragile bodies were touched by strange birds and monsters.
Most of them died on the spot, and the rest suffered serious injuries.
In the chaos, a shrill scream pierced everyone's ears, and they saw that the beautiful cultivator holding the orb was doused in blood mist, and her face and lower half of her upper body were covered in blood.
But the dirty blood was actually squirming like a living thing at this time, quickly devouring the woman's flesh and blood.
In a matter of two or three breaths, the woman's cheeks were exposed to white bones, and her proud figure was reduced.
"Little sister!"
The mature male cultivator was extremely frightened and angry when he saw this, and quickly cast a healing spell, but it had no effect.
Fortunately, after just one more breath, the bloody magical power disappeared on its own.
Although the graceful female cultivator saved her life, her appearance and body were irreparably damaged.
After she hurriedly took a few life-saving pills, she frantically used her magic weapon to attack strange birds and monsters. The look of malice in her eyes was so intense that it made people feel chilled.
Seeing her like this, the mature male cultivator knew that he could not persuade her, so he had to do his best to protect her in front of him.
Like the Wind Fox Dog, these blood-colored strange birds were also originally weak monsters, so even though everyone in the Ning family suffered heavy losses when they first came up, they gradually stabilized their position.
Xiang Zhili paddled the water as always. Although his cultivation was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining and he looked very embarrassed when dealing with the strange bird, he was never really injured.
He is also an old actor, and he is very comfortable handling such scenes. In fact, at this time, his main focus is on a blood spot on his fingertip.
"A thing with such a weak aura can actually break through Xiang X's body. It must be the mother of blood-sucking insects that suppresses it.
I just don’t know how many supernatural powers this demon still has left after being suppressed for tens of thousands of years?
Hehe, that little guy from the Blood Weeping Sect is desperate to practice the Blood Demon Dharma, and he doesn't even hesitate to release such evil things.
If this demon had not told Xiang something he wanted, how could he have been allowed to live until now?
But it doesn't rule out that he doesn't know how powerful the blood-sucking insect mother is, otherwise no one would be able to do such a stupid thing as waiting for him to have blood eaten at his door.
In addition, I should also pay close attention to the 'Junior Brother Luo' who came from afar. If he goes to find out the bottom first, I can save several decades of life."
With this thought in his mind, Xiang Zhili rubbed his fingers together to remove the blood spots on his fingers, leaving only a shallow mark.
"Wow, Fellow Daoist Ning, save me, Xiang's magic power is running out!"
The young man Xiang Zhili retreated into the formation with a pale face, looking like he was running low on mana.
After a fight, everyone in the Ning family finally wiped out the incoming strange birds, but they also suffered heavy casualties.
At this time, only five of them were still standing. Although the other three were still breathing, they were unable to fight anymore.
In this state, they obviously no longer have the qualifications to rush to the aid of the Ma family, and may even be in danger of destruction themselves.
"Stop picking up the storage bags, let's go quickly to meet with the Gong and Song families!"
With his little sister on his arm, the mature male cultivator did not dare to waste any time and fled directly to the place agreed by the four families. He was afraid that after Fang Beichen and others destroyed the Ma family, they would catch up with them.
At this time, on the battlefield between the Fang and Ma families, the situation had become extremely bad for the Ma family.
Although they have high-quality magic weapons and have an advantage in numbers, Fang Beichen and others are much better than them in cultivation, and they all possess sinister blood secret skills. Even one of the Ma family and two of them have no skills at all.
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The two sides have been fighting fiercely so far. Only three members of the Ma family are still able to resist, while only one person of the Fang family has died from the opponent's backlash. It can be said that there is no hope.
"Haha, there's no need to wait any longer. Those losers from the Ning family can't even deal with a few blood monsters. They've given up on you and run away now. Just be obedient and donate your blood essence to me!"
Fang Beichen smiled evilly and swung his bloody claws, tearing apart the shaky aura shield of a monk from the Ma family on the spot and brutally disemboweling him!
Following this blow, the rest of the Fang family swarmed forward, and the Ma family was completely destroyed in an instant.
"Young Master, the Ning family has not run far yet, should we catch up immediately?"
Although he had gone through a big battle, Fang Hu still looked full of energy and was still not satisfied with killing.
Looking around, the rest of the Fang family monks are actually like this.
But in fact, they are not really without consumption. Although the blood technique can replenish their mana during the fighting, it is obviously not able to completely replenish it.
The reason why they think they can continue to fight is because the blood technique has affected their minds.
This is exactly the reason why monks who practice blood techniques are powerful but often die unexpectedly.
Hearing Fang Hu's proposal, Fang Beichen's eyes flashed with blood, and he was about to agree, but he quickly restrained himself and said in a deep voice:
"No, let the Song family do the rest. After taking so many benefits from our Fang family, we can't do nothing."
"Hmph, after the Gong Ning Masan family is destroyed, the Song family won't be able to escape, and the entire Liaozhou will belong to our Fang family!"
Fang Hu made no secret of his hostility towards the Song family, even though the two families were now secret allies.
"Haha, this day can't be far away."
Fang Beichen clenched his fists and said with pride in his heart. Then he ignored the blood on the ground and sat down cross-legged.
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Just as the five families were fighting wits and courage outside the mountains, ten black-robed blood boys had arrived at the edge of the blood cloud.
Along the way, they encountered countless attacks by mutated monsters.
Fortunately, the blood boy's magical power was quite restrained against these mutant monsters. Even if the mutant monsters at the foundation level came in groups, they were easily wiped out.
At this time, they came to the edge of a bottomless cliff, and they jumped off without hesitation the next moment.
Seeing that they were about to fall into the abyss, the ten blood boys showed no intention of sacrificing their magical weapons and escaping.
In a few breaths, the blood boys fell straight down seven or eight feet.
At this moment, a transparent ripple rippled out from under them, and as it passed through something like a membrane, the scene in front of them suddenly changed.
The abyss disappeared and was replaced by a green valley.
In the center of the valley, an ancient formation stood impressively.