Shamanism kills the god

"Quack quack, kill!"

The ghost of the demon god, Blood Shadow, laughed loudly, and flew into the army of ghosts, rampaging and killing all directions.

Wherever they passed, the ferocious ghosts fell down row by row, and none of them could approach the reef where Mu Feng and others were.Slowly, the surrounding black mist was covered with a layer of blood, and the blood glowed.Faintly, the demeanor of the ancestor of the ancient demon god Blood Sea has been restored.

Seeing that the blood shadow was killing all directions and was about to defeat the ghost army alone, suddenly, there was a palpitating sob.The terrifying sound was erratic, as if it came from the distant sky, or from the unfathomable depths of the sea, accompanied by the biting wind, it made the scalp numb.

Standing motionless on the reef, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart for an instant, and felt an unprecedented chill spontaneously. [

"Be careful, come back!"

Mu Feng didn't have time to look any further, so he yelled sharply, causing the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god to retreat immediately.

As soon as the words fell, before the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god could react, the dark sea water below suddenly parted to the two sides with a splash, and a black figure in black armor emerged from the bottom of the sea and grabbed The legs of the ghost blood shadow of the demon god!With a single tug, he will be dragged into the unfathomable bottom of the sea!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, an astonishing scene suddenly appeared!

What kind of shadow is this?

Wearing a pair of dark and cold Youyou battle armor, tall and tall, but there is no flesh on the face, it seems that there is only a thin layer of skin on the skeleton, deadly, and there is no vitality and blood in sight .The power fluctuations in the body are as majestic as the tide of the sea, and it carries an aura of detachment and refinement, which is comparable to the elder Burial Sword. He is obviously a master of the saint realm.But the power fluctuations in the body give people a strange feeling, and it makes people feel uncomfortable at first glance!

After his feet were suddenly grabbed, the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god was startled and angry, but no matter how hard he struggled for a while, it was of no avail.With a crash, both feet were dragged into the Black Sea by the terrifying weirdo.With such a powerful body, it seemed that he was greatly suppressed in an instant, and he couldn't break free from the strange man's hands at all!

"Be careful, this is the legendary fallen saint of ancient times, a master of the saint realm who has received a terrible curse and cannot escape after death!"

The well-informed female devil Liu Ruyan screamed, and suddenly her face changed drastically, remembering an ancient book she had read.

According to the book, saints emerged one after another in ancient times, and many ancient great saints with great supernatural powers and evil desires were active.Later, they disappeared for unknown reasons.Some went to live in seclusion in a distant foreign space, never appeared again, and their whereabouts are unknown; Instinct, can never be resurrected, known as the fallen saint!

After losing consciousness, a fallen saint may lose his strength and can no longer display the power of his life; but there are some exceptions, perhaps because the natal supernatural powers he cultivated are different, and his strength is even stronger than before his life.The longer the time of depravity, the stronger the cultivation base, even the opponent who made it degenerate can't completely kill and suppress it!

"kill!"

After some struggles, seeing that he was about to be dragged into the unfathomable sea by the terrible fallen saint, the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god screamed loudly.His right hand suddenly turned into a knife, and after a feint, he slashed at his legs fiercely.In an instant, both feet remained in the hands of the fallen saint, but the upper body roared towards the rock where Mu Feng and the others were with all their strength.

At the moment of life and death, before Mu Feng and others came to rescue him, the ghost blood shadow of the demon god made a decisive decision and broke his leg to survive!

As a former ancient demon god known as the Patriarch of the Blood Sea, his natal supernatural powers are extremely powerful, as long as there is still a drop of blood, he can be reborn from the blood.It’s okay to break a pair of legs, you can use supernatural powers to grow them back, at most you will be severely injured; however, once you are dragged into the bottom of the sea by a terrible fallen saint, maybe even a drop of blood will not be left, and you will be completely wiped out up!

"Oh, give me, offer your flesh and blood, give me"

The terrifying fallen saint suddenly opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the blood shadow's broken leg in one gulp, and the skinny and pale face became a little more bloody.After a whimper, he flew behind the blood shadow at an astonishing speed, trying to grab him tightly again.Compared with the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god running wildly, its speed was nearly a hundred times faster, and it appeared behind it in an instant.

"My lord, save me"

Looking back at the terrifying fallen saint who appeared behind him in an instant, the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god screamed and his eyes widened in horror. [

As a former ancient demon god, he has always been fearless, full of desire for power and killing.However, this time, he was really scared. He felt a deep fear in the lingering fallen saint, as well as an unprecedented breath of death.In order to survive with a broken leg, he has tried his best to speed up.As long as there is a slight delay, it will definitely be a dead end!

Hulong, Hulong

There was a sudden roar in the air, and an ancient high platform rapidly expanded, pressing down on the terrifying fallen saint.

Mu Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, didn't say a word, and made a decisive move without hesitation at the critical moment.With one hand, he threw out the ancient killing weapon, the Sacred Altar, and attacked the fallen saint with amazing speed; with the other hand, his fingers suddenly spread apart, and he grabbed the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god running wildly from the air, preparing to capture him to avoid the fall. The pursuit of the saint.

At the critical moment, Mu Feng attacked with all his might!

Although he made a decisive decision, the speed of the fallen saint was too fast. For a moment, even he was worried, and he was not sure to save the blood shadow, the ghost of the demon god who was running wildly.In an instant, the hands of the fallen saint touched the back of the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god, at an incredible speed!At this time, the imposing Zhan Shengtai was still more than ten meters away from his head, and it was too late to save him!

However, just when everyone thought that the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god must die, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared.

The fallen saint with astonishing speed suddenly paused, stopped his terrifying pursuit, and let Mu Feng capture the blood shadow of the ghost of the demon god to his side.Huo Ran raised his head, looking thoughtfully at the Zhanshengtai roaring down from the sky, a strange expression appeared on the gloomy skinny face.

"Cut the Holy Platform"

After a cry that was not a cry, and a sob that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, the fallen saint muttered to himself, and unexpectedly slowly said the words "Zhan Shengtai".His eyes didn't blink, as if he remembered something.