Chapter 212: The Metamorphosis of the Blood Bone Long Whip (9)
The blood evil nightmare demon is concentrating all its energy to fight against the "Soul Millstone" and has lost the support and control of the blood evil nightmare demon. Of course, the bloody "tornado" cannot sustain it for a while.[?[?[
The blood evil nightmare appeared. The body made of thick blood no longer bleeds, and the green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps also turned gray-green.
If Xiao Yan guessed, consuming the soul power of the blood evil nightmare can weaken the strength of the blood evil nightmare!
The blood evil nightmare looked at Xiao Yan, its gray-green eyes narrowed little by little, the fire of anger was burning, and the blood was rushing around its body. But it was still calm, and its reason kept telling it that it was injured now.
It has been injured, and the enemy has discovered its weakness. If it wants to regain face from Xiao Yan, it may cost its life.
A man who knows the current affairs is a hero. The Blood Fiend Nightmare glared at Xiao Yan with hatred, trembled and turned into a streak of blood, roaring towards the Blood Fiend waters below.
Everyone knows that as long as the Blood Fiend Nightmare returns to the Blood Fiend waters, there will be no way to do anything to it. Although there is no problem passing here, this eight-star early stage Warcraft can already be defeated, and it is a Warcraft rarer than dragons and phoenixes.
How could everyone be willing to let it go after a hard fight? The storm immediately raised the broken sword, and a huge wind dragon surged beneath the rushing Blood Fiend Nightmare.
Having lost its will to fight, how could the blood evil nightmare dare to be entangled by this wind dragon? The fighting spirit swept out, turning the blood evil water remaining in the air into a huge python that flew across the sky, and faced the wind dragon that pounced on it.
Shake together.
"Bang!"
A loud noise penetrated the sky. The huge python and the huge wind dragon shattered at the same time, and the violent shock wave exploded into a blinding light.
The blood demon's eyes were dancing with confusion at this moment. Below it was the center of the explosion. If he continued to rush forward, he would be affected and seriously injured. However, if he avoided it, he might be overtaken by everyone.
You can't be overtaken even if you're injured! As long as you escape back to the blood evil waters, it doesn't matter how serious your injuries are! Feeling the sharp wind getting closer and closer behind you, the blood evil nightmare dives headfirst.
We must not let it escape back into the water! Almost at the same time, the storm lifted up the broken sword and twisted it into a light blue knot in the air. In an instant, the scattered air currents below immediately stirred up and suddenly condensed into a long sword.
Densely covered above the Blood Fiend waters, all the sharp edges are pointed at the falling Blood Fiend Nightmare.
This is a sword formation that Feng Feng understood from Feng Shen's swordsmanship - "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan", which is extremely powerful. However, this formation consumes a lot of fighting energy. Feng Feng only has six-star peaks and will not use it easily unless absolutely necessary.
There was no way to avoid the sword formation, and the Blood Fiend Nightmare had to stop its galloping figure. It had to stop. The power of the sword formation made its scalp tingle, and the energy in its body was disrupted by the aftermath of the explosion.
As its injuries worsened, it was no longer sure it could break through the sword formation.
Now that the Blood Fiend Nightmare was blocked, it no longer had a chance to escape. Xiao Yan and the others had already chased it, hovering not far above it and looking at it coldly.
Qing Mu'er's blood bone whip has digested the energy absorbed, and shines with a bright red light in Qing Mu'er's hand. Perhaps it is because the energy of the blood evil nightmare is still unfinished, or perhaps the energy absorbed previously is not enough.
Let it undergo transformation, and the end of the blood-bone whip kept beating towards the Blood Fiend Nightmare. I don't know if it was excitement or anxiety. The Blood Fiend Nightmare calmed down at this time. It was beaten by several humans whose strength was much lower than itself.
The ant was forced to run away regardless of face. It was already very aggrieved, just like playing with an eagle but being pecked in the eye. But a few humans were still unwilling to let it go, and wanted to kill it to death! Since there was no hope of escape, since there were few
Human beings are so ignorant of life and death, so let's fight to the death! The frustration turned into anger, and the Blood Fiend Nightmare roared wildly, raised a scimitar made of blood, and slashed at everyone like lightning. (To be continued.)