Chapter 1854 Shark Clan Illness (Fourth)

No matter how you fight this kind of battle, you will definitely lose!

Those who reacted quickly were greased on the soles of their shoes, and those who were unlucky were instantly killed. Even the Nascent Soul had little chance of escaping, and was often swallowed by those sharks before teleporting.

As the overlord of the ocean, sharks are extremely ferocious.

Sea beasts are the same!

But that's not the scariest part.

A powerful aura burst out, and the terrifying degree made all the creatures in a radius of a hundred miles tremble with fear.

Even the sea is surging.

This kind of coercion, this kind of momentum!

Could it be...

All the monks were dumbfounded, and involuntarily stopped the movements of their hands, and then a strange picture appeared.

One moment, it was still a fierce conflict with tens of thousands of people fighting, but the next moment, it was extremely cold, and even the violent sharks were all in the same order, facing to the left, as if they were looking at something, and then their bodies arched slightly, as if they were looking at something. Welcome salute.

Woo...

The sea breeze blew past, and then a ball of blood appeared in the line of sight strangely. The area was not outrageous, only about acre, but it was so red that it was eye-catching, as if blood was about to drip from it.

Then the blood-red cloud came over the battle group and circled around. After a while, the red light subsided, and a pale monk appeared.

Dressed in brocade clothes and jade robes, his figure was far taller than ordinary monks, and he was very thin. There was hardly a trace of blood on his face or the skin on his palms.

"Cough cough cough..."

He covered his chest with his hands, and coughed violently, giving the impression that he was very weak, like a sickly rich man.

And he looks really young, only twenty-five or sixteen, his hair is tied with a golden crown, with a faint yellow color, and his hair is very dry, as if he lacks nutrition and has not eaten enough.

This person looked as if a gust of wind could easily blow him down, but aside from the low-ranking monks, the envoys of the Holy City all changed color.

"Disease!"

"The disease of the shark clan!"

"Impossible, he is an old monster in the Dongxuan period, how come he was dispatched in the first wave."

...

All the monks turned pale with fright, and the horror and fear were quickly transmitted among each other.

However, things have come to this point, and it is useless to be depressed. No matter why the illness came here, their situation can be said to be extremely worrying.

Everyone knows the difficulty of escaping from the hands of an old monster in the Dongxuan period.

It can almost be said that it is an impossible task.

But so what if he doesn't escape, is he just waiting to die here foolishly?

Ants are still alive, not to mention immortal cultivators, no matter how difficult it is to escape, at this moment, they must fight.

No one wants to stand still.

And the one with the fastest reaction is Toutuo who has the highest cultivation base. He is in the late stage of separation and reunion, and his escapism is naturally the most mysterious.

At this moment, when he saw that the situation was not right, this guy, who was also the master who made a decisive decision, ran away into the distance with a wail, and he didn't even want the Zen staff of his natal magic weapon.

He was so resolute and ruthless that the old man who had been fighting with him for half a night was also stunned. The so-called loss by the slightest bit is a thousand miles away. With such a stupid effort, the opponent has already fled to the sky, and there is no time to chase him.

The old man had to give up resentfully.

Toutuo breathed a sigh of relief, but his danger did not pass away.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the sick face: "Run, under the hands of this deity, do you think you have a chance of surviving?"

His voice was feminine and soft, and after he finished speaking, he was accompanied by a severe cough.

However, the action was unambiguous, and a blood mist flew out from the sleeve.

No, it's not blood mist. The so-called mist is composed of semi-liquid red dots of various sizes, which are still flickering.

Lin Xuan's consciousness has been restrained a lot, and he doesn't want to be broken by this old monster of the Dongxuan period, but he still observes carefully.

Soon, the weird blood mist caught up with Toutuo, and enveloped it with a swish.

Toutuo turned pale with shock, and hurriedly sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, which transformed into a thick curtain of light.

But it was useless, the blood mist, as if it had a penetrating property, ignored the magic weapon's changing light curtain as nothing, and easily slipped in.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Lin Xuan watched from a distance, feeling a little chilled in his heart. He has extensive knowledge, but he has never heard of such a secret technique. If he encounters it, how can he crack it?

Lin Xuan hadn't changed his mind when he heard Toutuo's screams. Once wrapped in the blood mist, his skin dried up quickly.

It was as if life and mana were sucked away at once.

On the contrary, in the distance, the face of Mr. Guijie showed enjoyment, and the originally pale face showed a faint color of blood.

Absorb the energy of others for your own use?

Lin Xuan's vision was very poisonous, and he could vaguely see a clue. Although the origin of the spell was unclear, it was definitely a supernatural power of the demonic way, and it was a very vicious and domineering one.

Toutuo screamed loudly, but it didn't last long, and soon he turned into a corpse, his life and mana were completely sucked by the opponent, and he fell from the sky.

Nascent Soul did not escape, and fell together with the body.

Lin Xuan's complexion became more and more ugly.

In terms of the degree of weirdness and mystery, the skills and secrets of the spiritual world are far from being comparable to the human world.

However, he was thousands of miles away, and it was nothing more than emotion, while those human monks who were nearby were heartbroken.

The old monster in the Dongxuan period, and his methods are so outrageous, how can people like himself resist it, staying here, there is absolutely no way out, and if he dies, I am afraid it will be extremely miserable, and all the monks scattered...

During this process, naturally many unlucky guys fell and were killed by their original opponents, but there were also many people who were lucky, or reacted quickly enough, and were still alive, but their bodies were somewhat injured.

As a result, thousands of remnants of the defeated generals began to flee desperately. Coincidentally, they chose the direction where their spirit boat was located.

hateful!

Lin Xuan's face suddenly became gloomy.

This is really a man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. I have done everything, but when things come to an end, God is against me. Without the help of luck, I can only do nothing.

The remnants of the defeated generals fled here, the Sea Clan must have not let it go, and then covered up the killing, it would be a strange thing not to find such a big spirit boat!

Lin Xuan sighed, it would be very foolish to stay here, when things come to an end, there is no other way out, only thirty-six tricks, go!

Even though the risk of being discovered in that way is extremely high, it is better than sitting still and waiting to die anyway.

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