Big dreamer

Latest website: It was only at this moment that Shen Luo became aware of the existence of the curved cold light. His face changed drastically and he waved his arms rapidly. The black and yellow air stick was swept behind him with his backhand, bringing out a blurry afterimage.

There was a loud "ding" sound!

The Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick was able to stop the cold light before it hit him, but a sharp strange force came from the cold light and invaded his body directly along the Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick.

Shen Luo's internal organs seemed to be turned over, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was knocked away. The halo formed by the bloodthirsty flag hit the surrounding blood cloud, and he managed to stabilize his body.

The cold light showed its true form only at this moment, but it was a crescent-shaped weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword. It looked like a flying sword. A strange cold light flashed on the edge of the blade. It could stretch and contract indefinitely, as if it could suck away the soul of a person. .

There was an obvious mark on the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick. If he hadn't mixed a lot of Lingyang Divine Iron into the stick before, the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick might have been cut off by the blow just now.

A gash was cut out of the bloodthirsty flag, and the bloody halo around it quickly dispersed. The bloodthirsty flag also shrunk into a small flag several feet in size. The bloody light on its surface was dim, and it let out bursts of whining. It was obvious that it was seriously injured.

After such a slight delay, the blood cloud in front surged, filling the torn passage again.

Shen Luo's face darkened and he was thinking of countermeasures, but most of his thoughts were still on the crescent moon magic weapon.

This treasure is too dangerous. If you are not careful, the two of them will die under the magic weapon for no reason.

But at this moment, the crescent moon magic weapon suddenly retracted into the blood cloud, and its breath disappeared without a trace. .

Shen Luo was startled, not daring to relax at all. All his consciousness spread out to detect the movements around him.

The surrounding blood cloud is strange, and the consciousness submerged in it is like a person trapped in a quagmire. It is difficult to use it, and even with all your strength, it can only spread twenty or thirty feet away.

The blood cloud suddenly made a "rumbling" sound, and actually shot out huge blood-colored tentacles, rolling towards the two people's bodies.

Shen Luo was slightly startled, and was about to try to resist, when Wu Man'er next to him gave a sweet shout and took action first, using two cyan flying claw magic weapons. Several feet long cyan claws shot out from the flying claws. Tearing all the bloody tentacles apart, the attack was disrupted.

Seeing this, Shen Luo nodded slightly, turned over his hand and took out a healing elixir, drank it, and used all his strength to refine it to heal the previous injuries to his internal organs.

Wu Man'er suddenly exclaimed, and Shen Luo looked around hurriedly, only to see that the green light on the two green flying claws suddenly dimmed a lot, and they looked like they were shaking and malfunctioning.

"Be careful, these bloody tentacles have the effect of filthy magic weapons!" Shen Luo warned with a flash of green light in his eyes.

Wu Man'er was startled and hurriedly put away the two flying claw magic weapons and probed inside. As expected, traces of blood appeared inside the flying claws, eroding the restrictions in the flying claws.

Just as she was about to try to get rid of it, the blood cloud around her burst loudly again, and dozens of thick bloody tentacles shot out, with sticky blood flashing on them, and rolled toward the two of them overwhelmingly.

Wu Man'er had no choice but to make a seal with his hands. Suddenly, his whole body was dazzled by green light, and dozens of green lights shot out from his sleeves.

As soon as these green awnings appeared, they swelled in the wind. They turned out to be green flying swords in the shape of bamboo leaves. There were as many as eighty-one swords, forming a magnificent sword formation. Countless sharp sword energy shot out, slashing at those On the bloody tentacles.

The sounds of "chi" and "chi" continued, and the tentacles were suddenly cut into pieces by the sword energy.

However, this time the blood-colored tentacles were like liquid. The cut-off area squirmed slightly and immediately bonded back together. No matter what, it could not be completely cut off. Instead, it kept invading into the sword formation.

Moreover, the bloody light on the tentacles continued to invade those Aoki Flying Swords, and the sword light on the Aoki Flying Swords quickly dimmed.

"I'll do it!" Shen Luo ignored the crescent moon magic weapon and swung the black and yellow air stick to unleash the sky-shattering stick.

One after another stick shadows struck in all directions, forming a dense forest of sticks, like a world of sticks, wrapping all the incoming tentacles.

"Broken!" Shen Luo held a roll of Xuanhuang Qi stick, and the stick shadow in the sky suddenly twisted.

With a loud bang, all the bloody tentacles exploded and scattered into blood clouds.

But the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick was also infected with blood, and a cold force penetrated into the stick, and the golden light on the stick quickly dimmed.

Shen Luo raised his eyebrows, this cold force was none other than demonic energy.

He may not have a good way to deal with other forces, but the demonic energy cannot stop him.

Purple light flashed, and the ghost bead appeared in his hand. A purple face pattern appeared on the bead, and he sucked hard on the black and yellow air stick.

The demonic energy that invaded the stick was quickly sucked away by the ghost bead, and the brilliant golden light bloomed again.

A hint of joy flashed in Shen Luo's eyes, the ghost beads were really good at absorbing demonic energy.

Wu Man'er was also pleasantly surprised when he saw this scene. Just as he was about to say something, Shen Luo activated the ghost bead and opened his mouth to suck Wu Man'er's cyan flying claws and green wood flying sword.

The demonic energy in the flying claws and flying swords quickly overflowed, and they regained their agility and brightness in the blink of an eye.

"Your skills are quite good, and you can actually dissolve the demonic energy in my blood cloud formation. However, you have hurt my beloved wife, and your crime is unforgivable. You must die here today." Before the two of them could be happy, the cold voice The voice sounded, and a tall figure appeared from the blood cloud.

This man was eight feet tall, wearing a battered silver helmet and armor. His whole body was shining with brilliant silver. He was holding a crescent moon magic weapon with a cold glow on it. He looked very majestic. He was the nine-headed insect he had seen in the dream. .

The Nine-Headed Insect was still holding someone in his arms, but it was the enchanting and beautiful woman from before.

The beautiful woman nestled in the arms of the Nine-Headed Insect. She changed from her previous fierceness, and her expression was full of the caress of a little bird.

Shen Luo's pupils shrank, and without any hesitation, he turned over his hand and took out a talisman that shone with a strong thunderous aura. It was the Kuntu Thunder Drawing Talisman, and poured mana into it.

Boom!

Thick and brilliant lightnings appeared one after another, forming a forest of thunder and lightning that was tens of feet in size. They easily tore apart the surrounding blood clouds and struck at the two nine-headed insects.

Wu Man'er was shocked by the power of the Kuntu Thunder Talisman and stayed there.

"Let's go!" Shen Luo was not stunned. He grabbed Wu Man'er, waved the black and yellow air stick to clear the way, and flew forward.

"Stop leaving!" the Nine-Headed Insect roared angrily, and was about to try to stop it, but countless thunder and lightning had already struck.

He was startled, but did not panic. Blood flashed on his palm, and a dark red glove covered with spikes appeared, and he punched out.

A bloody fist shape as big as a mountain appeared in the void ahead, covered with sword-like thrusts, blocking all the lightning storms.

The scorching white lightning struck the fist shadow, but the fist shadow only trembled with blood on its surface, showing no signs of being broken.

The Nine-Headed Insect muttered words, made a half-circle with his right hand in front of his body, and struck out again.

The blood-colored fist shadow in front suddenly swelled, and the blood on it became even brighter. A huge force surged out, and the surrounding void seemed to be squashed by the fist shadow, making a squeaking sound.

Lightning Storm struggled a few times before being completely crushed and collapsed.