Chapter 1125

The black emissary showed up and didn't seem to be hurt at all. Now he is laughing at Lord Hao and mocking the other party's ignorance. The previous tension and seriousness were performed for them.

"Damn it." Lord Hao didn't know that the other party deliberately showed himself. His brains were exposed one by one. Now he was angry.

A mouthful of pale golden blood gushed out of his mouth and slowly floated in front of Lord Hao. His face was even more ugly. He didn't allow himself to be laughed at like this, but he had to walk towards a more brilliant road.

I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, and controlled this group of painstaking efforts to integrate into the blood fog above. After the blood fog was supplemented, it suddenly expanded a circle, the color of blood light became more dazzling, and the breath contained in it became more powerful.

"Go." Lord Hao commanded the blood mist to surround the Black Messenger again. This time, he leaned against the periphery, leaving some space in the middle. There was no close encirclement. All his body was red with blood and looked terrible.

Blood red arrows shot in all directions, trying to kill him here.

"If you don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, let you despair completely." the Black Messenger directed the skeleton head to rush over again.

Four green lights suddenly appeared in the skull's eyes and directly turned into four green nets. The net lines were dense, leaving a small gap. In the middle of the gap was a smaller green line, which was connected in the air, just covering the body of the Black Messenger.

Those bloody sharp arrows are directly blocked by the green net. When each sharp arrow hits, the green net flashes a green light and spreads the damage evenly. Although there are many sharp arrows, they can't focus on one point at the same time and can't break through the past.

Lord Hao smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth. With the change of the decision in his hand, a blood flame began to appear on the sharp arrow. When it was blocked by the green net again, the flame burned directly on the green net.

Although the green net emits a burst of light and wants to put out the flame, it is not an ordinary flame. It is lit with blood and gas, which can not be put out at all. It is even slowly absorbing the energy of the green net and burning more vigorously.

In this way, more and more flames hung on it and burned fiercely on the surface of the green net, which directly formed a red and green net cover, trapped the Black Messenger in it, killing the ghost gas in his body all the time.

As the green net was killing off, it gradually looked like something bad. It was retracting a little. Although the speed was very slow, the blood flame was slowly breaking through this layer of defense.

The Black Messenger recovered his expressionless face. His magic is really evil, but he is not empty. It is more evil than his own magic.

A mouthful of pure black gas spewed out from the black mouth, shot at one of the skull heads, and directly put the ink into its mouth. The skull head began to chew in the void, making a click sound, as if it really bit something.

A blue flame spewed out of its mouth and slowly floated outward. It also covered the filter net, penetrated from the green net inside, and overlapped with the blood flame layer by layer. The two flames began to entangle, trying to devour each other and expand themselves.

Then the Black Messenger opened the fan again, and with a gentle fan, an equally pure black air shot into the eyes of another skeleton.

I saw the green light in the skeleton's eyes. The light had overflowed out of the empty eyes, and then quickly narrowed to the extreme. I could hardly see any green light. Then the light was made again. After repeating it back and forth several times, it was completely stable.

The skull turned to the direction of the blood mist, and the head began to rotate rapidly. With a flash of light in his eyes, green arrows appeared outside the green net, directly connected to the blood arrows in all directions, and died with the other party in mid air. The blood flame had no carrier, so it could only float down and burn on the ground.

At this time, Ding Xiao saw that the two people had been deadlocked, and he didn't know what was going on inside, but he knew that Lord Hao had consumed a lot before and couldn't hold on for a long time.

Now it is not suitable for everyone to launch an attack. He has almost recovered. He hurriedly explained to the commander, took out his own weapons and rushed up directly.

When Lord Hao saw Ding Xiao coming up, he directly exposed a gap from the blood mist and put Ding Xiao in.

As soon as he went in, he saw the situation inside, directly broke out the momentum of his whole body and cut towards the other party's green net. At this time, the blood flame was still entangled with the green flame, but the light had been a little erratic. It was obvious that he was about to lose the battle without follow-up support.

Ding Xiao's weapon is a silver machete, with an arc, like a dragon going to sea. He quickly cuts dozens of knives at the weakest place. The green net, which was already badly hurt, did not stop the continuous attack after all, and turned into a little green light to dissipate.

Ding Xiao didn't stop at all. He threw the machete in his hand and shot it directly at the Black Messenger. A machete appeared again in his hand, which seemed to belong to the same pair as that one.

The Black Messenger flashed to the side directly, flashed through the attack of the machete, and didn't see anything else. He directly closed the fan and blocked the other party's machete with one hand in front of him, just like a short dagger.

The two men directly face to face and looked at each other's cold evil face. Ding Xiao also met Deng Wenxuan several times. Later, they didn't know where he had gone. Unexpectedly, they saw him again, but they found that he was dead and his body was occupied by doves.

He wanted to press the other side hard, but even if he tried his best, the other hand still didn't move, and the other hand had hit his chest.

He had to turn back and take a few steps. Behind the Black Messenger, a flash of light was turning silently. It was the weapon thrown by Ding Xiao. After traveling a distance, he turned back by himself.

But the Black Messenger seemed to have eyes behind him. His head was facing Ding Xiao. The fan in his hand flew directly behind him to block the approaching machete. The machete was directly beaten out.

Ding Xiao knew in his heart that he was a strong enemy in front of him. He should not take out some of his little skills. He should attack openly.

With a grab, the machete returned to his hand again. He felt that the other party was too relaxed. It seemed that he didn't take them to heart at all, just like teasing them.

Hold down the wavering faith in his heart. It's no use thinking about these at this time. He can only fight to the death. Then Ding Xiao rushed up again with a pair of knives in his hand.

In order to prevent Ding Xiao from being hurt by mistake, Lord Hao directly stopped the firing of blood arrows. With the blood fog rolling again, two ferocious puppets flew out of it and looked like a ghost.

He is strong and holds a curved long handle weapon. His skin is red. There are huge spikes on the back. There is a layer of blood mist all over his body. Only his scarlet eyes look majestic.

As soon as they came out, they went straight to the Black Messenger. Unfortunately, on the way, they were blocked by the two black skeletons. The two puppets impolitely swung their weapons and cut at each other.

The skull's mouth opened silently and seemed to be saying something. A long sword and a shield appeared on both sides of them. Although some mini and black phantoms extended beside the weapons and shield plates, they seemed to expand the scope of weapons and shields.

The small shield directly blocked in front of them, but there was no doubt about the degree of defense. It directly blocked their frontal attack. The three foot black inch awn in front of the sword in his hand directly began to attack the puppet. Although he had no hand, he was still a very flexible controller. The weapon shield plate fought with the puppet.

Once armed with a skeleton, with better weapons and equipment, they even share the strength with the puppet. No one can help anyone.

To put it in detail, the puppet is also slightly at a disadvantage, because the other party is very small and can fly around flexibly. From time to time, he makes rapid raids from the side, and some blood fog escapes from it. He will never be greedy for work and will retreat with a blow.

When the puppet wants to advance to the Black Messenger regardless, the skeleton will focus on attacking his weakness, so that he has to stop. When blocking the other party's attack and seeing the puppet stop, the skeleton will not fight hard with the other party, but just swim away to attack.

Lord Hao controlled the puppet and skeleton head to head battle, watching Ding Xiao and the Black Messenger fighting fiercely. The two quickly and continuously changed positions, and the waving shadow of the double knives continued to attack each other. The Black Messenger could come and go with Ding Xiao with only a fan.

So far, no one has been injured and no one has focused on each other.

Lord Hao quietly took out the copper money again. After this time, the copper money recovered its previous spirit and was thrown out by him. With the breath of blood fog, the copper money quietly came to the oblique top of the Black Messenger and hid in the blood fog, but he didn't notice it at all.

When the two people were fighting again, Lord Hao saw the right time. The copper coin soared several times, like a huge ring, falling from the sky like lightning, and the hole in the middle directly passed through the Black Messenger's head.

He stopped at his waist. When he didn't react, the shape of the copper coin narrowed again, directly stuck in his waist with his arms and couldn't move.

Ding Xiao was overjoyed. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was stuck, he cut the copper money directly with double knives. Although the copper money had been broken free by the other party the next second, and was knocked down by a slap and fell to the ground, it could not be driven again in a short time.

But Ding Xiao had taken the opportunity to leave dozens of wounds on him, especially the two scratches on his chest. He had cut his muscles and could vaguely see the internal organs in his body.

If the other party hadn't dodged in time, he would have been cut in half at once. In this way, there were many scratches on his arms, legs and even his neck, leaving traces of blood.

The Black Messenger felt the pain of his body. The bloody wound now had a lot of black fog wriggling, repairing the wound.

Although this injury seems exaggerated, in fact, it didn't hurt himself at all, and he didn't lose much combat effectiveness, because he lost his body. Even if he destroyed himself, he could escape again, but he didn't have any strength.

With only a wisp of soul left, he basically has no strength. Any enemy can pinch himself, and all his revenge plans have failed.

Looking at Ding Xiao, he still looked at himself. The machete in his hand was eager to try. He kept looking at himself and wanted to leave scars on himself.

The black fog on the black emissary exploded directly, forming a big black ball, besieging the two of them inside, and also acting as the first layer of defense on the periphery. The province was attacked secretly.

Now I can't see Ding Xiao's specific actions. I just mix with the other party. Under the cover of the black fog, I can't see how the situation is, so I'm stuck and can't continue to help him.

Looking at the still entangled black skeleton, he was ruthless, directly ejected a mouthful of painstaking efforts at once, and integrated into the snow and fog.

Now Lord Hao's face is more ugly, and he can't overdraw his efforts. Otherwise, he will overdraw and die before the other party attacks.

For ten thousand years, I can't recover from the injury and leave a lot of sequelae, but I can't ask these questions now. Take advantage of the other party's serious injury, work harder and work together with Ding Xiao to destroy the other party.

At the same time, I also motioned to the bottom to be calm and wait for my signal to act. Now the outside is covered with their own blood mist. They can't attack at all. They have to wait until they withdraw.

However, I am confident to join hands with Ding Xiao to destroy each other. Although the delay is very strong, we have two people.

At this time, the blood fog rolled again, and four same evil spirits came out of it and rushed directly to the skeleton, trying to solve them first and help Ding Xiao.

The two skeletons can't stop each other. They can't stop attacks from all directions. If they weren't hard, they would have been broken. Now they can only barely support them. Now they can't bite up and down, as if they were asking for help.

Just as Lord Hao was about to make great efforts to destroy them in one breath, two black lights rushed from the black ball and directly disappeared into the skeleton.

"Creak creak" the two skeletons quickly become larger, several times larger than before, and more agile and powerful. Before, the other party could not block two attacks at the same time. Now three attacks fall at the same time, which will only shock the other party back.

Not like before, even the shield can fly, the empty door is wide open, and every time I will take this opportunity to leave an attack on their heads.

But now, I want to laugh and break through the years of helping Ding Xiao. I just want to resist the past one. As a result, the puppet was almost cut off, and barely recovered after a lot of blood fog.

Now I began to release the blood arrow again, but it was only fog on the black ball, and even the blood flame could not burn on it.

Lord Hao feels that the other party is doing this on purpose. You should be stronger. He is following stronger, which makes you think that you can succeed as long as you work harder, and makes you unconsciously follow his rhythm.

So far, only his raid has been successful, and all the others have been blocked.

The cold sweat on his body kept falling. While controlling the puppet to attack the skeleton, he racked his brains to think about what else to do.

Lord Hao thought yes, that's what the Black Messenger did, because he hasn't completely completed the sublimation. First, he has to delay time, but save the other party's despair and die with him.

If the other party explodes with him alone, he will definitely be seriously injured. Don't talk about them at that time. The Shura people at the bottom can eat a pot for themselves, so give them a little hope, hang them and consume them. Even if they find out in the end, they have more than enough heart but not enough strength. They can't hold themselves, and they can escape calmly.

Gu Zheng watched Lord Hao blush and the sweat on his face fell down like blood. It seemed that he was about to lose his hold.

We also know that the war situation is not progressing smoothly, but a layer of blood mist blocks our sight. We can only hear the occasional sound of pain when fighting back and forth, and we don't know who it is.

Gu Zheng is also anxious. You know, he may not be able to stop such an attack, but it seems that he is deadlocked with the other side.

If it goes on like this, Lord Hao can't hold on.

He whispered to pan Xuan that Gu Zheng was about to come forward and help them together. Suddenly, earth shaking changes took place on the stage.

The blood mist that covered the crowd has all dissipated. Lord Hao has half knelt on the ground, dripping blood from his mouth.

And Ding Xiao directly turned into a slash and flew down from the stage, with a faint breath on his body.

It happened so fast that everyone couldn't think of what was going on.

Several Shura people hurriedly gave him pills to calm his breath. Like Ji Yi, he was unconscious. His hands were full of blood. There was a deep palm print on his bloody chest, and his chest was concave.

It seems that Ding Xiao was slapped down by the other party, and the weapon fell on the steps in mid air, but no one dared to pick it up.

How could the situation be overturned in an instant? Even Ding Xiao was beaten and his life and death were unknown. How could it be? Everyone looked up at it.

The black emissary was laughing wildly, and his momentum was rising in everyone's eyes. He soon broke through the peak of Jinxian and became the beginning of daruo.

Although the other side just entered the realm of Dalai and was not stable enough, it was not that they could block it. When he was still at the peak of Jinxian, he had already faced the disadvantage of the two tribes on his side, and now there is no way.

Gu Zheng only regretted that he didn't go up in advance, but Lord Hao repeatedly said several times before that he would be able to solve the other party, let him see his people, don't be attacked by the other party, and know that the other party can absorb a lot of energy from the corpse to supplement himself.

Now everyone looks pale. I didn't expect that the other party has really advanced into a big Luo. Now it's really going to be over. Now no one here can be his opponent.

At this time, Lord Hao also reacted. Now he finally understood the other party's trick.

The funny thing is that at first, I thought I wanted to kill him, but I didn't expect to be used by the other party, which just delayed the time.

I didn't expect the other party to arrive at Daluo from Jinxian so soon. We only know that the reserves in the body alone are massive. How can we go up without long meditation.