Zhao Qingtian and the other three looked at the big bloody hand that was speeding towards him, possessing the power of a top-level intermediate spell, and were not panicked.
Although this spell is powerful, the spiritual power of the disciple from the Devil's Cave in front of him is only at the level of the ordinary Foundation Establishment Dzogchen. He can control three top-level spells at the same time, and his speed is not fast at all.
As for Zhao Qingtian and others, as physical cultivators, even though there are no thunderstorms or flame accelerations, they have powerful physical cultivators, and the speed of movement on the ground is beyond the imagination of those who are cultivating immortals in the foundation-building stage.
The three of them were seen flashing, and bursts of dust were being trampled on the ground. Several of them clenched their weapons at the same time and rushed towards Sun Huo quickly.
The speed of the big bloody hand was half slower than theirs, and it was impossible to hit the three fast-moving body cultivators.
Sun Huo's pupils shrank, and he was extremely surprised when he saw such a weird speed. He could completely pass through the blood demon's hand. He knew with his toes that nothing good would happen after being approached by these three people.
However, Sun Huo had deep magic power and was not afraid at all.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, he quickly adjusted his spell. Two of the big bloody hands stopped, and then turned into two big hands of spiritual light, and turned around to protect Sun Huo.
As a result, Sun Huo's entire body was defended by two top-level spells.
The speed of the remaining blood demon hand increased dramatically, and it rushed towards Zhao Qingtian, who was flashing.
Sun Huo was able to stand out among so many disciples of the Red Lian Sect and win the top ten. Naturally, his combat experience was quite good. When he saw his opponent's strange speed, he immediately changed his strategy.
He turned the two blood demon hands into defense. In this way, most of the power of divine consciousness was released, and all of it was strengthened in the remaining blood demon hand, which greatly increased the speed of this strange magical power and was able to keep up with Zhao Qingtian's.
speed.
In Sun Huo's opinion, among the three people, the young man who looked simple and honest and wielded two shields had the strongest defense, so he obviously could not be the primary target of attack.
As for the remaining women, it was clear at a glance that the ice-attribute skills they practiced were stronger than the average mid-stage foundation building skills.
As for the remaining man, that is, Zhao Qingtian, in his perception, it is just a wood attribute technique, so it is most cost-effective for Sun Huo to attack Zhao Qingtian with this blood demon hand.
Zhao Qingtian looked at the big bloody hands that were shooting towards him, smelling the disgusting corrosive smell, and a strange look appeared on his face.
He also did not expect that the demon cultivator on the opposite side would react so quickly and make the most appropriate response.
Zhao Qingtian did not dodge at all. There was only a personal protective shield glowing with green light outside his body. He crossed two long sticks made from centuries-old ironwood in front of him.
The blood mixed with wood-attribute magic power in the body began to flow faster, and the power of qi and blood spread outside the body.
"This breath." Sun Huo was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy.
"Such a powerful force of energy and blood is much stronger than mine. It can completely withstand several blood meals in the later stages of foundation building!"
No wonder Sun Huo was so excited. As long as he killed this mid-stage foundation-building monk, he would be able to obtain half of the blood food needed to advance to the core formation, which not only saved him time, but also reduced risks.
Just when Sun Huo was excited, the blood demon's hand had already hit Zhao Qingtian, and the green shield outside his body only blocked it slightly, and then shattered.
Zhao Qingtian's clothes were corroded and riddled with holes in just a few breaths, exposing the strong muscles underneath.
The sharp-edged muscles, like clothes, gradually turned black and made a squeaking sound under the power of the blood demon's hand.
Dark blood holes appeared faintly on his arms, chest, and thighs, and the evil energy in the blood demon's hands crazily penetrated into Zhao Qingtian's body.
But at this moment, a large amount of cyan light suddenly emerged from Zhao Qingtian's flesh and blood, and streams of vibrant mana mixed with qi and blood competed with the energy of the blood demon's hand.
Sun Huo saw this scene in his eyes, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. This was an intermediate top-level spell, and it was also the supernatural power of the Red Demonic Skill. Its power was somewhat more powerful than ordinary top-level spells.
The man in front of me could actually compete with him with his physical body alone.
However, when he thought about this man's exposed Qi and blood, he became somewhat enlightened.
"The power of this person's energy and blood is so powerful that it is similar to that of a level six or seven monster. Could it be that his body's defense is not inferior to that of a monster."
"Eh, bad!"
Sun Huo's expression suddenly changed. He was attracted by Zhao Qingtian's physical body that could withstand intermediate and top-level spells, but he did not realize that Zhao Xueer and Pan Yan had already arrived on both sides of his body.
Pan Yan was seen grabbing a giant black gold shield half a man's height with both hands, and smashing it directly at Sun Huo, who was wrapped in the blood demon's hand. The power of the second-level magic weapon combined with the power of more than 30,000 kilograms was no better than that of the monks in the later stage of foundation building.
What's the difference in attack?
Zhao Xueer, who was standing next to her, was wielding ice swords in both hands, aiming at the gaps between the fingers of the Blood Demon's hand and stabbing her. Although Zhao Xueer was a female body practitioner, after transforming into the Yuan Ice Body Refining Art, the strength of her pure physical body was no less than that of others.
The same energy of more than 30,000 is used on a long sword, and combined with an ice attribute weapon, the penetrating power it emits is extremely strong.
"boom!"
"laugh!"
After Pan Yan's black gold shield hit the hands of two blood demons in defensive form, the huge force caused them to tremble, and the bloody light on them dimmed a bit.
At the same time, the spikes on the black gold shield turned into countless yellow sharp blades, blasting towards the entire Blood Demon hand at such a close range.
With the help of Pan Yan, the two swords in Zhao Xueer's hands were filled with white light, and they penetrated directly into the gaps between the fingers of the Blood Demon's hands, filling the air with cold air.
With a "boom", these two intermediate-level top-level Demonic Blood Hands were attacked by Zhao Xueer and Pan Yan together, and were beaten to pieces. They turned into bits of blood and scattered, revealing the figure of Sun Huo inside.
I saw a thick black shield appearing outside his body, with a pair of ice swords piercing it, and across the shield was where Sun Huo's heart was.
Cold sweat broke out on Sun Huo's forehead. He was frightened by the attack by these two monks who only had the magic power of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He narrowed his eyes and his expression became completely serious.
The blood light scattered around seemed to be controlled by something at this moment, wrapping around the legs of Zhao Xueer and Pan Yan respectively.
The original two huge blood demon hands suddenly turned into four small bloody hands, tightly grabbing the calves of Zhao Xueer and Pan Yan.
The protective shield that clings to the skin, like clothing, shows its weakness.
Although the shield of the body cultivator can maximize its speed, it cannot protect against such control spells. However, other foundation-building immortal cultivators have egg-like shields that can completely resist such spells.
Zhao Xueer's face changed slightly. She and Pan Yan had just exploded with all their strength, leaving no room for retreat. When they found the bloody hand appearing under their feet, they were already trapped and had no time to retreat.
Pan Yan on the side reacted quickly. At the moment he was trapped, he threw a black gold shield towards Zhao Xueer and landed in front of his senior sister. Zhao Xueer put away the long sword in her hand, grabbed the black gold shield and stood in front of her.
Pan Yan also took a defensive posture.
In terms of combat experience, Pan Yan is not bad at all. He participated in many battles in Beihuang Prefecture and Qi State. Generally speaking, after being controlled by the enemy, he will be attacked by a storm immediately afterwards.
But at this moment, Pan Yan and Zhao Xueer are not fighting.
Suddenly a thick black long stick flew out from the distance, with a bright green light on it, and accompanied by a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, it directly hit the black shield outside Sun Huo's body.
"boom!"
Sun Huo and his protective shield were easily blown away by the long stick.