roar!

When the blood-colored crystal disappeared, the blood-fleshing mountain let out a deafening roar.

The roar was filled with anger and... horror.

"This blood-colored crystal is definitely very important to it."

Xiao Chen could clearly sense the emotions of the Flesh Mountain and his heart moved.

However, the more important it is, the more it means that this is a good thing.

Click.

The threads of Buddha dust in the old fortune teller's hand were broken by the flesh and blood.

"Um?"

The old fortune teller was also a little surprised. What is the blood-colored crystal?

Since he came here, he had never seen the Flesh Mountain so crazy.

"Hurry, take me back, the baby is very scared..."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth rushed towards this side, keeping yelling in their mouths.

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless. Are you scared and you are still specializing in big things?

He caught the spiritual roots of heaven and earth and directly put them into the bone ring.

roar.

The mountain of flesh and blood emitted a dazzling blood light, and countless faces appeared on its already uneven surface.

These faces were roaring at Xiao Chen, extremely ferocious.

"Damn it, I've been experiencing all the intensive phobia."

Xiao Chen was a little furrowed all over and cut off the bone knife in his hand.

Click.

Soon, he realized something was wrong, and the bone knife was actually restricted and could not be cut off.

And the world suddenly turned into a bloody world before him.

"this……"

Xiao Chen's face changed and he hurriedly looked around. There were no old fortune tellers, and even the flesh and blood mountain disappeared.

"Super it, or you must die!"

A deafening roar sounded from the bloody world.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's face changed again. Is this a world built by a mountain of flesh and blood?

Or is it a illusion?

"Old fortune teller, Sister Jiutail..."

Xiao Chen shouted a few times without any response.

He looked at the bone ring in his hand again, Xiaogen, Xiaogen, you really killed him.

"If you don't hand it over, then die."

An angry and cold voice sounded again.

Countless blood lines appeared from all directions and shot towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen quickly dodged, but there were too many blood lines, as dense as rain, almost blocking all his retreat.

"ah……"

In a blink of an eye, his body was penetrated by countless blood threads, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

He looked down and saw that these blood lines not only passed through his body, but also looked like blood vessels, sucking his blood.

"Die, go and die."

The roar was constantly ringing.

"Die will pull you on your back."

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, grabbed the bloodline on his body, and tore it apart.

But there are too many blood threads.

Outside, countless blood lines closed, covering Xiao Chen.

The old fortune teller and others changed their faces, but no matter how they attacked, the blood lines collapsed and condensed again.

"What the hell is that? It's like crazy."

Jiutai was shocked and suspicious. Xiao Chen, who was trapped inside, was screaming. What did he experience?

"You're so brave!"

The old fortune teller was also anxious, shouted loudly, and rose into the air.

I saw him stimulating all over his gray robe and making a sound.

The next second, he summoned a ray of thunder and fell from the nine heavens.

Click.

The thunder burst, and the blood cells formed by countless blood lines instantly became bloody and fuzzy.

"You can't save him... I die, he can't live!"

The flesh and blood roared.

When the old fortune tellers were stunned when they heard the roar of the Flesh Mountain, the blood-colored crystal was so important to it? Can it take its life?

If so, then you can understand why it is so crazy.

Although killing the Flesh Mountain is a gratifying thing, Xiao Chen is also in danger of his life at the moment.

"Damn it! Nine Tails, protect the Dharma for me!"

After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he sat cross-legged in the air.

"good."

The Nine-tails responded and quickly came to the old fortune teller.

The next second, the old fortune teller's eyebrows cracked and a phantom walked out.

This phantom is just the shape of a person, without facial features, or even without face.

Jiuwei looked at it, and with just one glance, he felt his eyes sting extremely, and quickly moved his eyes away.

Her heart was shocked. Is this the purest power of the way of heaven?

It was transformed with the power of the way of heaven?

boom.

The figure walked in the air and walked towards the huge blood cell.

When we arrived near, the figure clenched his fists and blasted out fiercely.

The power of a punch is flying everywhere.

It is stronger than the power of thunder just now.

But even so, the mountain of flesh and blood has been blocked, and it is obviously really going to fight to the death.

"snort."

A cold snorted from the sky and the earth.

The figure became extremely faint and fell on the blood cells.

Soon, he disappeared into the blood cell and entered it.

When he arrived, he found that Xiao Chen was immersed in blood and there was no movement.

boom.

The next second, the figure burst out with a dazzling golden light and punched several times in a row.

Click... click.

The blood cells shattered, and the blood poured out like a valve breaking open.

Xiao Chen was already unconscious and floated out with the blood.

The figure swayed, came closer, grabbed Xiao Chen and flew out.

roar!

The flesh and blood roared angrily, but could not stop it.
To be continued...