Cultivation Fury Upgrade

Chapter 391
"war!"

The fighting spirit is soaring, and never back down.

I want to let myself hand over small things, so as to survive, two words, dreaming!

"You want to die?"

The Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon didn't seem to expect that the opponent could release such a powerful fighting spirit when facing him.

Just a little Wu Zun, can he compete against himself?

There was sarcasm written all over his face.

"Squeak, cheep, cheep..."

The weak little thing kept waving his hands, and the creaking sound contained endless anger.

"Little thing, are you angry? Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha."

Lin Hao looked at it coldly.

Suppressing the trembling of the blood in his body, the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon was shocked, almost to the extreme.

It's just a little bit, but it can make my blood tremble.

There is only one explanation.

This little thing has a not simple origin.

If he could control this little one, he might be able to break through the ninth level, or even the tenth level, and leave this ghostly place.

How could Lin Hao not know what the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon was thinking.

Sneer.

"Crimson Blood Demon Dragon, if you want something small, you have to step over my corpse first."

"It's up to you? Kid, do you think you're qualified?"

Holding the blood sword tightly in his hand, all the power in Lin Hao's body was gathered in the blood sword, ready to strike at any time.

Just when the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon and Lin Hao were about to make a move, the situation suddenly changed.

In a blink of an eye.

The little thing, who was so weak just now, suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, spread out, and instantly covered the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon.

"A tenth-level spirit beast? Ah~! No, you can't be a tenth-level spirit beast."

Tenth level spirit beast?

The little thing was badly injured. Although his life was no longer in danger, he hadn't healed yet. How could he forcibly use the power of devouring.

Furthermore.

Even a small thing at its peak would not be able to devour an eighth-level spirit beast, and even a seventh-level high-level spirit beast would be unrealistic.

How is this going?

Could it be the Fen Tian Ding?

moment.

In Lin Hao's mind, a thought suddenly popped up, that the little thing suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, it must have come from the nine fire dragons in the Fentian cauldron, they really dote on the little thing, and they will help the little thing.

The little thing's body didn't skyrocket, it was still the size of a palm, its snow-white hair became dazzling again, and its two eyes shot out two rays of light.

The soaring momentum can be regarded as completely frightening the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon.

"you are vicious!"

How could the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon dare to stay any longer, turned around and fled quickly, and now he regretted it to the extreme, why should he bother himself, the eighth-level realm is very powerful, but facing the tenth-level spirit beast, he is like an ant, without any The power of resistance.

but.

In this case, can the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon escape?

Totally kidding.

Lin Hao was a little funny. The nine divine dragons in the Fen Tian Ding were not tenth-level spirit beasts at all. According to Lin Hao's guess, if nothing else happened, the Fen Tian Ding was a fairy weapon, and the nine fire dragons came from the fairy world. fairy beast.

In front of the nine fire dragons, not to mention the red blood dragon, even if the real dragons come, they are not the opponents of the nine fire dragons.

The little thing's aura soared, and he directly locked on to the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon.

Confined in space, the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon was completely frightened, its blood vessels trembled violently, and it felt like it wanted to surrender, so it knelt down on its knees and began to beg for mercy: "Please, please spare me, my little one!" Never dare again."

Looking at the little thing in front of him, standing proudly in the mid-air, like the emperor who ruled the world, the coercion released from his body, not to mention the red-blooded dragon, even himself felt a little tremor.

Lin Hao knew very well in his heart that this was because of his relationship with the little thing, otherwise, if it were someone else, he would bow down to the little thing just like the red-blooded dragon.

The bloodline is suppressed, the bloodline is trembling, and the trembling comes from the bloodline.

Lin Hao didn't know whether the feeling he gave himself came from the little thing itself, or from the nine fire dragons inside the Fentian Cauldron. If it came from the little thing, then things would be much more troublesome.

The little thing didn't speak, but looked indifferently at the red-blooded dragon in front of him, and the aura released from his body tightly suppressed the red-blooded dragon.

Space confinement, the supernatural powers possessed by tenth-level spirit beasts, eighth-level spirit beasts can't resist at all, the red-blooded dragon knelt on the ground tremblingly, begging for mercy constantly.

"My grass!"

Seeing the little thing open its mouth wide and swallow it directly towards the red-blooded dragon, Lin Hao was stunned for an instant, a little dumbfounded, watching the little thing swallow the red-blooded dragon.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon was also terrified. Under the double oppression of blood surrender and space confinement, he could only watch himself being swallowed alive.

Really swallowed?

Swallowing his own saliva fiercely, although he already knew how powerful the little thing is, he still didn't expect that the little thing is so terrifying, even if he has nine fire dragons to help him, he must be strong enough, otherwise, everything will be useless.

The aura of the little thing disappeared without a trace, swallowed an eighth-level spirit beast, the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon, hiccupped hard, returned to Lin Hao's arms very satisfied, and fell asleep soundly .

"The little thing's injury is too serious, the strength of the red blood dragon is just right for the little thing to recover, so don't worry about the little thing."

In his mind, the sound transmission of the fire dragon's spiritual sense came, and Lin Hao was shocked again and felt a little helpless. The red blood dragon was a peak spirit beast of the eighth level, not a sixth-level or seventh-level spirit beast. The little thing was swallowed directly.

The eighth-level peak spirit beast is equivalent to the ninth-level reincarnation martial saint, especially with the strength of the red blood dragon, even if it encounters the ninth-level reincarnation martial saint, it can easily win.

For example, the Patriarch of the Ji family, Ji Yu's father, Ji Feng, as a ninth-level reincarnation martial saint, is also not an opponent of the Scarlet Blood Demon Dragon.

It's such a powerful eighth-level peak spirit beast, but it was directly swallowed by the little thing just now. Now thinking about it, it's unbelievable.

Looking at the little thing that was already soundly asleep, Lin Hao smiled, no matter what, as long as it is useful for the little thing's injury, then everything is worth it.

The death of the red blood demon dragon is really wronged. If the little thing was not seriously injured, the nine fire dragons in the burning sky cauldron would not have helped the little thing at all. How could it be possible to resist the red blood demon just relying on the little thing and Lin Hao Rival of the dragon.

Lin Hao didn't continue to worry about the red-blooded dragon. Calculating the time, he entered the blood prison cemetery for a full month and a half. Every time the blood prison cemetery is opened, it will last for half a year. In this way, there are four and a half months left , the blood prison cemetery will be reopened, and he and others will be forcibly teleported out.

(End of this chapter)