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Chapter 144 Blood Bone Bat Wing (for Subscription)

But Meng Zhao didn't make Meng Zhao wait long, the mephit couldn't hold back anymore, turned into a black streamer and flew towards the inner house of the Miao family.

As he was walking fast, two blood-colored wings stretched out from the black robe on his body, like a giant bat with two bone wings, and he exuded a strong evil spirit, murderous spirit, and fierce devilish spirit, his aura was fully open .

In an instant, the entire village was shrouded in an extremely bloody and vicious force.

It was at the moment when the mephit revealed its true body and flew towards Meng Zhao and others.

More than a hundred warriors from the Meng Mansion present were shocked, their knees went limp, their hands and feet were numb, and they felt powerless.

The blood in the body is boiling, and there is a faint sign of leaving the body, as if it is about to explode and die at any time.

All of them were shocked for a while, they all sat down and adjusted their breath to calm down the changes in Qi and blood.

Meng Zhao was also aware of this sudden strange feeling. Sitting upright on the chair, he was as steady as Mount Tai. The scorching heat in his dantian instantly spread to the meridians of the whole body, combined with the pure Yang boy's energy, and turned into invisible waves. The qi net tightly locks the blood qi in the body and will not be affected.

Meng Zhao's expression was also very flat, but there was a little tension and expectation in his eyes.

Hearing his power before seeing him, the mephit really deserves to be a majestic innate nine-orifice master.

The pressure on him was even stronger than that of Shen Tianci and Shi Jie who fought on the long street that day.

Lu Zhongxiu was profound, and his spiritual sense was far superior to that of Houtian. He was the second person in the field who felt the terrifying pressure of the mephit, and he came to Meng Zhao's side to protect him early in the morning.

His skinny face was full of seriousness, and the other party gave him the feeling that he was stronger than expected.

Moreover, the influence of mephits on the blood energy also made him feel lucky to have Kumara at his side. Otherwise, with his old body alone, he might be able to create a chance for Meng Zhao to escape if he wanted to protect his young master perfectly. unrealistic.

Soon, a thick black mist mixed with blood light suddenly fell from the sky into the courtyard, smashing out a deep hole.

The splashing air waves directly overturned more than a dozen Meng family warriors who were meditating and adjusting their breath, suppressing the surging energy and blood changes in their bodies.

Seeing this, the rest stepped forward one after another, took the wounded warrior aside, drew out their weapons at the same time, formed an formation, and stood ready.

They didn't know that Meng Zhao would be assassinated by a master as terrifying as a magic bat, so most of them seemed rather at a loss.

But after reacting, he still cheered up, with the determination to protect Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao died, and the escorting warriors, under the anger of the Meng family, might not survive.

If Meng Zhao can survive, their relatives will receive pensions and care in the future, and there will be rewards.

So it's not really loyal enough to be willing to die for him, it's just a helpless exchange of benefits.

Meng Zhao was also shocked, and his fingers holding the jasper beads paused slightly.

The purple glow in his eyes was faintly visible, and he stared at the figure in the black mist through the gap between the staggered bodies of the warrior in front of him.

He was dressed in a pitch-black robe, with an ordinary figure, and the hood covered his head. Under the cover, he couldn't see the real appearance of the other party.

However, the blood-colored bone wings extending from the back of this person are too eye-catching, attracting everyone's attention.

Strange, gloomy, under the scarlet blood, it seems that there are countless innocent souls howling.

Meng Zhao didn't quite understand the origin of this kind of thing. He had seen some of the vitality methods, such as Shi Jie's vitality transformation phenomenon, Taiyi Jinshu's split gold and jade's aura, Meng Qinghuai's fire phoenix, etc., but he never heard of it. One would be as weird as the mephit bone wings.

At this time, Lu Zhong's lips moved, and he explained to Meng Zhao through the method of sound transmission,

"Young master, it is a secret technique of the Heavenly Bat Transformation Blood Sutra, called Blood Bone Bat Wing, which is made by collecting the essence and blood of the human body, combining it with the vitality of the heaven and earth, and transforming it into an illusion. It is extremely strong and can be regenerated even if it is destroyed.

After running the blood bone bat wings, not only the speed of his own movement has been greatly improved, but also a very obvious coercion can be produced on the surroundings, deterring the spirit, and subduing the soldiers without fighting, which is extremely powerful. "

As expected of an old Jianghu, Lu Zhong is very familiar with the signature martial arts of characters like the magic bat, or he has done a lot of preparation work before.

The mephit showed the blood bone bat wings in order to make a quick decision, while using the strong spirit of the blood bone bat wings to suppress hundreds of warriors in the Meng Mansion, greatly reducing their fighting power and fighting spirit .

On the one hand, the speed boost brought by the bat wings can be used to quickly complete the task of capturing Meng Zhao.

After landing, the mephit looked at the Mengfu warriors who surrounded him in the courtyard with satisfaction.

From the eyes of these people, he saw too much fear, fear, weakness, and escape emotions.

Of course, there are also some brave individuals who have a strong killing intent towards him.

It's just that these little guys are not even appetizers, they can only be called desserts.

Killing must be done, but no matter what, the real master must be caught and then processed slowly.

I saw him flicking the cuff of his robe, sending out a burst of bloody aura, not very lethal, but unstoppable, forcing the Meng family warriors blocking Meng Zhao to the sides one after another, as if being shot by a sharp long knife. Everything in the middle is in two halves.

At this moment, Kumara still couldn't bear it, and the door opened in front of Meng Zhao, facing the vicious and brutal magic bat alone.

Boom, boom, boom... The heart was beating faster than ever before, as if it would burst into pieces if it went any faster.

Beads of sweat oozed from his back and face, and the palms holding the jasper beads were trembling involuntarily.

The feeling of suffocation, as if he would be killed at any time, made people desperate.

Meng Zhao only felt this feeling when he first entered this world and traveled to this body suffering from hunger, cold and serious illness.

At the other end, although the mephit had seen Meng Zhao's portrait, it was the first time for a real person. He showed his white teeth, sniffed carefully at the tip of his nose, and suddenly grinned, saying,
"Okay, it seems that you not only have a good appearance, but you also possess the spirit of a pure boy, and you are also a pure boy. It's rare, it's really rare, I really want to suck you dry regardless of everything!"

The mephit originally didn't want to say such nonsense, but for some reason, seeing Meng Zhao, he couldn't help but want to suck his blood, and this urge was very strong.

However, he promised the God of Wealth not to hurt Meng Zhao, but to bring the man to the other party intact, and then tortured him to find out everything about Tuxiu's treasure, in preparation for seizing the treasure.

This made the mephit very conflicted, and he talked more.

Moreover, he had a vague premonition that this strong desire was not simply because the other party was a boy, and had nothing to do with martial arts cultivation. It was purely the other party's blood and physique, which had a fatal attraction to him.

This feeling is very special, and it has only been once since he completed the Heavenly Bat Transformation Blood Sutra.

That is to face a master with a special physique in the hell way.

Could it be that this Meng Zhao is actually a peerless genius who has not stimulated his special physique?

(End of this chapter)