"You're crazy!" Zi Yu stretched out his hand and pulled the whip, but when he got close to the magic whip, he was shocked by its vicious aura. His hand was numb for a while, and he had no choice but to take it back. He still looked angry with that evil charm.
Smiling Yan.
"Are you desperate for your life by using this method?"
The holy object of the Vampire Clan, the Demonic Whip, connects to human nature, and powerful magic can be erupted through the sacrifice of blood. The stronger the magic, the stronger the explosive power of the blood.
Yan actually used his own blood to pay tribute to the magic whip!
He is His Highness the Blood Clan, and the powerful magic power of the Vampire Clan flows in his blood. It is the best memorial offering for the bloodthirsty magic whip.
"There is no other way. This is the only way now. As long as we defeat them all in one go, I will be fine."
Yan gritted his teeth and swung the whip with great difficulty, swinging it towards the frightened polar bear in front of him. Each whip brought strong wind, and the sound of cutting through the air indicated the danger of death.
As long as the magic whip touches the opponent's body, it will tear open the opponent's skin and flesh, and then absorb the opponent's magic power and take it as his own. It is a cruel method, but it is the most powerful method. No one can resist it!
It's just that the magic power of the magic whip is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more blood is needed. Zi Yu can even see the blood vessels on Yan's arms beating crazily, with signs of bursting!
"Hurry up and stop!" Ziyu raised a protective barrier in front of them to block their impetuous attacks. He looked at Yan's increasingly pale face and his eyes turned red.
If this continues, if this continues, he will definitely be sucked dry of blood by the magic whip and die!
He could almost predict that Xia Nian'er would burst into tears!
But Yan didn't seem to hear anything, he just waved the magic whip in his hand. The red light of the magic whip became stronger and stronger. Every time he waved it, he could almost see its elongated afterglow, like a red rainbow.
Gorgeous.
It seemed that Yan Shi really didn't hear anything. The large amount of blood loss made him dizzy, and he even had tinnitus, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, but he only had one belief in his heart, which was to wave the whip.
My eyes are getting blurry, but my mind is getting clearer and clearer.
Xia Nian'er's voice and smile, her coquettishness, her willfulness, her well-behavedness, her laughter... seemed to be flashing through my mind all the time...
Everything about her, he even saw the way Xia Nian'er covered her face when she cried. He wanted to reach out and hug her into his arms, but found that nothing could touch her. He could only watch her helplessly cry and choke.
calling his name.
He lowered his head and looked at his hand, and it turned out to be... it was transparent!
This is...this is my own soul?!
Can't!
He cannot die!
He couldn't leave the baby alone, he couldn't see her crying expression and feel heartbroken but couldn't give her a chest!
He can't make her sad...
The scene in front of him became increasingly blurry. It seemed that Xia Nian'er's crying figure was getting farther and farther away from him. The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and then...
"No!" Yan shouted and sat up all of a sudden.
What came into view was Ni Chang's calm, almost cold face. The surroundings were still in the Arctic cold, and in front... Xia Mingxuan and Zi Yu were fighting!
Subconsciously, he lowered his head and looked at his wrist. The magic whip had been quietly put aside. The wound on his wrist was wrapped in white gauze, and there was still a faint stinging pain.
Yan frowned, why did he suddenly become unconscious?
"Why are you here?" Seeing that there was no Xia Nian'er around, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked doubtfully. Even though he was seriously injured, his tone was still so condescending.