Volume 5 Sword Qi Nine Sky Eight Hundred and Seven Trapped

After being besieged by many fleshy beards one after another, the ugly disciple of Moxuan Sect finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. After a loud shout, black energy billowed all over his body. He shot out his two palms in a blur, and instantly transformed into an indistinct mess. The shadow of the palm swatted away all the nearby bloody flesh and whiskers.

The eagle-faced man sat cross-legged at a low altitude, his eyes flashing with light, and a six-sided silver mirror hovered in front of him, from which silver beams of light shot out from time to time.

Wherever the silver beam of light swept, the blood-colored flesh and tendrils collapsed upon contact, and there was no way to do anything to the eagle-faced man.

Near the eagle-faced man, Xue Pan was holding a white blade. His figure was swaying, and with a series of white afterimages, he rolled up a deflection of the blade and slashed wantonly at the place where the tendrils gathered.

The actions of these three people immediately attracted the attention of others. Ouyang Qiandai frowned, and just when she was about to say something, a scene happened that caught everyone off guard!

After the entire space suddenly trembled violently, a violent shock suddenly emerged out of thin air.

For a moment when everyone's figure was unstable, hundreds of giant fleshy tendrils that were several times thicker than before suddenly shot out from all around the people at the same time, and intertwined in the air, like blossoming food. Like a human flower, it wrapped up all the people who were caught off guard, and quickly squirmed down to the ground below.

Liu Ming felt the world spin for a while, and at the same time a stench hit his face, and he found that he was surrounded by dozens of flesh tendrils in a blood-colored space that was only four to five feet in size.

Without saying a word, he waved one arm and hit the flesh wall in front of him heavily with a black fist shadow.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the flesh wall trembled and absorbed the entire fist shadow, without any reaction.

Seeing this, Liu Ming frowned slightly, made a seal with one hand on his chest, and a green wind blade several feet long condensed out. After flicking his finger, it flew towards one side of the flesh wall.

After a muffled sound, the huge wind blade slashed behind the flesh wall, only breaking a few inches deep before entering. When Liu Ming's magic technique was activated, the wind blade made a bang and shattered into dots of green light.

The flesh wall formed by these flesh tendrils is obviously much more difficult to deal with than individual flesh tendons, and ordinary attacks cannot break through it at all.

Liu Ming's face couldn't help but darken.

The purple-haired man from Beidou Pavilion looked nonchalant after being trapped in the flesh wall. He just waved one hand casually, rolled up a purple blade, and slashed hard at a nearby flesh wall. The result was just the same. When it penetrated a few inches deep, it collapsed and was destroyed.

Seeing this, the purple-haired man chuckled and patted a red-light, extremely delicate soul-nurturing bag on his waist with one hand.

With a "pop" sound, a ray of red light rolled out from it, and after condensation in front of him, it turned into a blood-colored spider about a foot tall.

This spider's body is as red as blood, but its eight claws are crystal clear, like flawless jade.

As soon as Qifang appeared in the flesh and blood space, he couldn't wait to wave his front paws, and easily cut off a piece of flesh and blood from the flesh wall and swooped up to devour it, making "hisses" from time to time. "His" sound, as if he likes these flesh and blood very much.

"I was originally worried about how to find so much flesh and blood to feed you, but today I found it without any effort, and I can give you a full meal." After the purple-haired man murmured, he actually sat there cross-legged. Close your eyes and relax.

Upon hearing the sound, the bloody spider started to devour the flesh and blood on the ground and play with fire. Then it jumped up and grabbed a certain part of the flesh wall and began to eat more crazily.

As the spider eats more and more flesh,

The body shape gradually increased, and the color gradually became red and shiny.

After just a few breaths, it grew to a size of nearly ten feet, but its need for flesh and blood continued unabated, as if it couldn't get enough even at a distance, and its pair of forelimbs still kept picking up the flesh and blood stuffing. The swallowing in the mouth is endless.

It's just that as the monster insect grows in size, the amount of flesh and blood it swallows every time is naturally far greater than before. One bite will immediately lose about a few kilograms of flesh and blood.

Although this flesh and blood space will continue to repair and close on its own, before the flesh and blood can stick together, it will be torn apart by the spider again and swallowed into its belly. For a while, the flesh and blood in the bitten flesh gradually became thinner. stand up.

At the same time, in another slightly larger space of flesh and blood, a plainly dressed yellow figure like a farmer was writhing up and down, trying his best to avoid the attacks of the bloody flesh whiskers. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked out of breath.

This person is Peng Yue. He is now wearing a mechanism armor. While fleeing, he keeps waving two red cylinders as thick as his arms, releasing a stream of red light beams, aiming at a certain place in the flesh wall. Cut it off.

However, these light beams can only cut off the flesh tendrils that protrude from time to time in the space. Facing the thick flesh wall, they will collapse and disappear after just a few minutes, and the cracks left will be closed instantly.

At this time, the mechanism armor on his body was suddenly covered with a layer of blood light, which was faintly swallowing the silver light emitted by the armor. Compared with the original light outside the inheritance place, the spiritual light was obviously dim.

On both sides of it, five or six yellow puppet warriors were tightly wrapped in several thick bloody tendrils. Holes the size of fists were suddenly dug out of their chests, and the sperm cores inside were unknown. Something was stirred to pieces.

In a mass of flesh and blood space close to Peng Yue, under a layer of yellow protective cover, the green-dressed young woman from Haoran Academy waved a black jade pen and kept flashing, releasing groups of black light spots, towards those who were facing her. The bloody flesh that came spurted out.

As soon as the black light spot came into contact with the bloody flesh, it turned into a pool of blood and sprayed out, and a lot of it splashed directly on the protective shield around it.

In such a small space, it is obviously impossible to avoid the attack of the flesh whiskers and the blood.

"The corrosive power of this flesh and blood space is so strong." The young woman in green glanced at the dim yellow shield and muttered to herself with a frown.

Speaking of which, the pupil technique that she was so proud of was of no use here, and other methods seemed to be unable to get out of the predicament. Now besides passive defense, there seemed to be no other way for the time being.

She sighed slightly in her heart, waved her hand to repel another wave of attacks, took out a golden talisman and tore it into pieces. A ray of golden light flashed into the shield, making the shield's glow a little brighter. .

Due to the unexpected attack of the flesh whiskers and the astonishing speed, even the Ouyang sisters who originally wanted to lean on their backs were now forced to be isolated in the two adjacent flesh and blood spaces.

But even so, the two of them were still quite calm and flicked their fingers at the same time, releasing patches of purple and green light that circled around them.

However, these rays of light can only deal with the growing flesh tendrils in the flesh and blood space, and have no effect on the surrounding flesh walls at all.

And because the two were separated and unable to join forces to activate the secret technique, the light they created was obviously smaller than before.

Suddenly Ouyang Qian's pretty face sank, and a Qingyue dragon roar came from her sleeves. A white light shot out, turning into a white jade dragon shadow out of thin air. With a flick of the dragon's tail, several branches around it were scattered. All the flesh was minced, and then, with a single finger in the air, it flew towards a certain flesh wall with its teeth and claws, and in mid-air, its huge mouth opened wide, and silver light shot out from it.

These silver rays of light flashed away on the blood-colored flesh wall, but only left behind dense holes of different shades. Then, with a flash of blood, they closed up as before.

This made Ouyang Qian's heart sink.

The woman in green clothes on the other side also had a flash of purple light in her hand. A lavender folding fan appeared in her hand. With a slight wave, the fan shadows appeared in front of her and condensed into a hazy purple light curtain. , shrouding it.

As soon as those bloody flesh and whiskers came into contact with the purple light curtain, they suddenly turned into pools of blood and scattered in all directions.

However, after the purple light curtain was splashed with blood, the surface immediately made a hissing sound of erosion and emitted a pungent smell. At the same time, after the light curtain flashed a few times, it suddenly became dim and abnormal.

Seeing this scene, the woman in green took a deep breath and tightened her beautiful eyebrows.

"I didn't expect that I, Long Xuan, would be trapped here, but I will never die here."

The ugly disciple of Mo Xuan Sect, with a pale face, sat cross-legged in the swaying space of flesh and blood, his hands constantly changing the magic formula.

The magic power he used had little effect on breaking through these walls of flesh and blood. In addition, the previous battle with the eagle-faced man had consumed too much mana and he had not yet had time to recover. The situation seemed very bad at this moment.

Suddenly, the ugly disciple let out a hoarse roar, raised his hands to the sky, and a black short blade in his hand instantly turned into a giant python more than ten feet long and circled around him.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of this giant python, and the scales on its body stood upright, like sharp knives. The bloody flesh that swarmed wherever it passed was instantly cut into small pieces. Blocks fell to the ground.

At the same time, the ugly disciple quickly tore into pieces a black talisman, turning it into a layer of faint black light curtain covering his whole body. Above the light curtain, billowing black energy kept surging out, and crazily crashed into the flesh walls in all directions. rise.

For a while, there was a constant rumbling inside.

In another space of flesh and blood, Xue Pan kept spitting out obscure spells, and the sound of cracking joints in his body kept coming, and his figure suddenly swelled.

The next moment, the word "king" faintly appeared between his eyebrows. His originally long and narrow ears became more erect, and the fangs in his mouth swelled out. At the same time, patches of silver suddenly appeared on the tips of his ten fingers and arms. Wire hairs.

Then there was a flash of silver light in his two palms, and two identical silver awls faintly appeared in his hands. Then he kicked off the ground with both feet, and his body quickly spun on the spot.

A rumbling sound broke through the air, a gust of wind rose from the ground, and a silver-white vortex kept rolling up (to be continued. "This text is provided by the Dawn Update Team x-on:I Love Xiaowat". If If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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