These two cleft-toothed marten seemed to have made some amazing discoveries. At this moment, the sound was sharp and sharp, and the hind limbs were on the ground and the forelimbs were raised, as if they were dancing.
The expression on the face of the porcupine monster was also particularly wonderful. Sometimes he opened his mouth to look amazing, sometimes he showed joy, and then his face was solemn again.
Their abnormal behavior immediately interrupted the thoughts of the mantis monster and attracted his attention.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that something seemed wrong, the mantis monster came over and asked in a deep voice.
At this time, the cracked-toothed mink had stopped reporting, and a cautious expression was waiting for the porcupine monster's hair to fall.
The porcupine monster frowned and glanced at the mantis monster: "This cultivator in the Earth Yuan realm has a blood-soul condensation level that is more than you and me."
"How is that possible!" The mantis demon exclaimed immediately.
But soon he discovered that the look of the porcupine monster was not a joke.
"Really? Even surpassed you?" The tone of the mantis demon also became serious at this time.
"Yes." The big porcupine demon nodded, "This monk is probably a physical cultivation. If this is true, there has been no physical cultivation among the monks for many years?"
"At least I haven't seen it before." said the mantis monster.
"I don't have it either." The Porcupine Demon shook his head, "It seems that cooperation between you and me is the right choice, otherwise, it's up to one's own strength-"
Looking back at the group of subordinates behind him who were still Kaizhiqi, the Porcupine Demon sneered.
Although I haven't finished speaking, I can't understand the meaning anymore.
"Are there anything else to discover?" asked the mantis monster again.
"This is what I find strange." said the Porcupine monster.
"What do you mean?" The mantis monster asked immediately.
"I just found the blood of that monk here, right?" The big porcupine demon pointed at the leaves at the feet.
The blood on the leaves was still not drying up at this moment, revealing a strong scarlet red.
The mantis monster poked out his nose and sniffed it, and then felt an unprecedented vigorous blood from it.
Suddenly, the color of the film in his eyes seemed to become more colorful.
Seeing the mantis demon showing a deep thoughtful look, the porcupine demon continued, "In theory, since this monk is cultivating his body and condenses his blood and soul, his body will naturally be extremely strong, right?"
"Yes." The mantis monster nodded.
"But now he has shed unbelievably much blood." The Porcupine Demon showed a confused look at this moment. "If it were an ordinary person, it would be enough to release all the blood in a person's body."
"What does it mean?" The mantis demon vaguely felt something he had thought of, so he immediately asked.
"This is a pool of blood." The big porcupine monster pointed at the foot, "There are still there and there-"
The porcupine monster pointed his hands repeatedly.
In an instant, he pointed out no less than ten places around him.
"There are blood stains in these places, and—" The porcupine demon swallowed, and the blank and nervous look on his face suddenly became even stronger. "There are more blood stains around, almost every few miles.
, there were large pieces of blood spilling out.
I just said it was conservative.
What I want to say now is that not to mention one person, it is probably not enough to squeeze all the blood in seven or eight people's bodies and sprinkle them in these places.
You're the end-"
Speaking of this, the Porcupine Demon looked at the Mantis Demon: "How big is the wound you left on him?
If I hadn't seen that guy's actions just now, just looking at these blood stains, I would have even suspected that you would have split him in half!"
"I don't know..." Hearing the porcupine demon described it like this, the mantis demon suddenly seemed a little at a loss.
They are all transformed into monsters, and their years of life are all calculated over a hundred years.
During these long years, they not only practiced, but also experienced countless battles and saw countless incredible scenes.
But what they are facing at this moment is something they have never seen before.
This guy was not so seriously injured. What did he do if he shed so much blood?
The mantis demon looked down at the golden double-edged sword in his hand: "Is it because I accidentally made a breakthrough that hurt him severely?"
However, this idea only appeared in the mind of the mantis demon, and it was immediately denied by him.
I am more clear than anyone else about whether I have improved.
What's more, that guy just now escaped safely under the attack of two transformed monsters.
If you can do this, you may be seriously injured?
Then the only explanation is that he did it on purpose.
But what is the purpose of doing this?
Isn't he clear that what monsters are best at is tracking the enemy based on the taste of blood and energy?
Or did he think that leaving more blood is just arranging the suspicion array?
The problems facing us suddenly extended more problems.
These problems are like the big bubbles emerging from boiling water.
In a moment, the Porcupine Demon and the Mantis Demon felt that their heads were two big, and they could not figure out what was wrong with this.
After all, it was the other party’s performance just now, but it was actually the last moment of strength.
Or is this large amount of blood the other party is setting up a suspicion array in the old way.
If the two transformed monsters did not speak, the monsters they led would naturally be more generous than dare to let out a sip.
The pursuit and strangulation were supposed to be immediately launched, but in the first step, they were stuck.
At this moment, the two cracked-toothed marquis lying on the ground seemed to feel something, and their bodies twisted uneasy.
After a moment, the uneasy expression in their eyes became even stronger.
But when they looked up at the two transformed monsters, they saw that the porcupine monster and the mantis monster seemed to have no reaction.
So they had to calm down.
But at this moment, the iris in the eyes of the mantis monster suddenly flashed, and colorful spots appeared.
At this moment, the entire person's aura suddenly turned into a sharp sword, pressing the surrounding voids, and were torn apart layer by layer, making a harsh explosion.
"I dare to come back, seeking death!"
The golden double-edged long sword slashed towards the side.
The cross-shaped spiral immediately blocked a piece of area. The terrifying knife light, like boiling water poured into boiling oil, instantly shattered the void, shattered, and exploded hard.
The terrifying roar and impact formed huge waves visible to the naked eye, rushing towards the surroundings.
The monsters in the Zhishi period around were caught off guard and were immediately blown away.
In this mixed light, Chu Yan's figure suddenly emerged from the center of the sword light.
"You said it wrong. I didn't come back, but I didn't leave at all."
With a cold response, Chu Yan's black and purple long sword that had not been used before suddenly swung out.
"Black Soul Yin Spirit Sword, the Styx River Flow!"