Seeing Muria's tail strike that seemed to be about to split it into two pieces, the pale blood flicked its tail, and nine tails covered with small bone plate armor faced Muria's tail.
The result of the collision between one tail and nine tails was no surprise. Muria's tail, wrapped in a layer of legendary armor, cut off the nine pale and bloody tails with great force.
When Muria was casting the armor, he even took care of his own wings, so how could he miss his tail?
As a metal that even gods demand, legendary metal naturally has some incredible properties. It is simply not comparable to the bone plate armor on the Nine-tailed Evil Dragon that is harder than fine steel. These two
There is no comparison at all.
The pale bloodthirsty man who had gone through countless battles had never encountered an enemy who could cut off his nine tails in an instant. Therefore, even the evil dragon who had already lost his mind was stunned for a moment after realizing that he had lost his nine tails.
At this moment, Muria seized the opportunity, bullied him directly, and used his melee fighting ability honed in competition with his own race to brutally brutalize the tailless evil dragon.
This cannot be called a battle at all. The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not equal at all. This is a unilateral killing. After all, in addition to realm, blood, equipment, control of power, combat experience and other aspects affect combat effectiveness.
Factors, Muria always dominates the pale blood in a crushing manner.
"Pfft!" The scorching black and red blood spurted out and fell to the ground, instantly turning the green grass below into scorched earth. As if strong acid had been poured on it, Muria stiffened one of the evil dragon's forelimbs.
It was torn from its body alive, which was extremely cruel.
The close combat between Muria and Pale Blood Devourer was very short. In just a few rounds, this evil dragon that had caused countless killings was torn off the remaining three dragon claws by Muria and turned into a dragon stick.
Thrown to the ground by Muria.
"How many lives have you killed to reach this point? Yun Yu." Muria stepped on the head of the evil dragon that had lost four claws but still wanted to bite him.
No wonder Muria asked this question, because behind this evil dragon, the forty souls were now looming. If you look carefully, you can see that they are densely covered with heads and faces of various creatures. They are the result of countless tragic deaths.
The vision formed by the resentment of living beings, and human faces are only part of it.
But the pale blood bite that has not yet been released from madness will obviously not answer Muria's question. It has lost its mind. But with the continuous loss of blood on its body and Muria's suppression, its violent state is being lifted.
.
A trace of clarity returned to the pale, blood-devoured eyes, but after realizing the state he was in, he did not hesitate. Transparent flames instantly ignited from his body, covering his remaining body.
Muria retreated before the strange flames ignited, because he felt a hint of threat, and he would never feel comfortable if he came into direct contact with the flames.
Demon's natural ability, soul burning!
"Is it a secret skill used to fight for one's life?" Mulia was not surprised by such a turn of events. After all, the Pale Blood Devouring had been used before, and the Church of Dawn had already told him the relevant information.
"Use the soul as fuel to improve your own strength." Muria looked at the pale blood-stricken wounds with indifferent eyes as they squirmed. Muscles, bones and other body tissues grew rapidly, and the injuries recovered quickly visible to the naked eye. "By acting like this, you
It’s really hopeless.”
Because this alien tooth dragon uses its bloodline ability to fight for its life, what is burned is not its own soul, but the souls of ordinary creatures it kills and ingests.
Muria's whole body was filled with a real murderous aura, which was condensed in the abyss training ground. He stared at the pale bloodthirsty who had regained consciousness, and restored his remaining body by burning his soul.
The tail, limbs, and even one of the dragon's horns that were broken off by Muria are all growing back at an alarming rate, and the aura is also rising.
"You have killed so many creatures, don't you feel any pity or guilt? Yun Yu." Muria stared indifferently at the evil dragon whose limbs had begun to take shape and whose nine tails had regrown.
"No one has called me Yun Yu for a long time. Now they all call me the interesting title of Pale Blood Devouring." Hearing Muria's words, the nine-tailed evil dragon twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "
As for sympathy and pity, these emotions are not something that a weak person like me should have, they are luxuries that only beings like you can have."
Although it had lost control of its body in the battle just now, the evil dragon remembered the process clearly, the almost crushing combat power that made it feel desperate. Therefore, after regaining control of its body, it
The first time he used his life-saving bloodline ability was to press the bottom of the box.
"Weak?" Muriafa's face became even more indifferent, "So, in order to pursue power, you think it is natural to kill yourself?"
"It's just the jungle of the jungle." The nine-tailed evil dragon, whose body had fully recovered, moved its claws and tail, "If I didn't kill, I wouldn't be able to survive now. If I want to live, I can only kill."
"This is not an excuse for you to slaughter the city indiscriminately." Muria clenched his fist: "If you want to increase your strength by killing and devouring souls, you can find those evil races and those plundering bandits. In this world,
Too many damn creatures.”
"But," after hearing Muria's words, the nine-tailed evil dragon grinned, "Ordinary humans are the best to kill. What you said is too troublesome. If I do what you say, I don't know how to survive.
How long will it take for me to have the strength I have now?"
"Killing humans will increase your strength the fastest, but it will also shorten your survival time." Hearing the answer from the evil dragon in front of him, Muria gave up and completely determined to kill the pale bloodthirsty.
"Boom!" Muria stepped on the ground, and the towering body of the mountain broke through the sound barrier the moment it started. A large amount of white mist rose up from the friction between Muria's body and the air.
Without mercy, behind Muria, twenty-four dazzling golden soul rings were placed on his fists. "Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, and Muria punched Dimetodon on the head.
Boom! Boom! Boom... After a punch that sent bone fragments flying all over the sky, Muria did not stop attacking. Blessed by the soul of the wind, he punched one punch after another. The punches were so fast that the pale blood could not even dodge...
"Crack!" The Tooth Dragon, which had lost its head and had a red light projected from between its bone plates, shook twice and fell softly to the ground.
This alien tooth dragon did not expect until it died that it would use its ability to press the bottom of the box to restore itself to a state of 100% full health. After greatly increasing its strength, it was still beaten to death without the slightest strength to fight back.