Chapter 3174 Fierce Fight
The blood mountain is a million feet, piercing the dark red clouds.
On the top of the mountain, two figures are fighting, one figure in black shirt, holding a dark and rotten staff, while swinging, layers of blood clouds roll, turning into a thousand-foot blood scorpion, opening its blood basin. With an astonishing gust of wind, he roared and swam, his eyes glowing with blood red.
Another figure, white clothes surpassing snow, three thousand cyan colors floating behind him, light and free, with a delicate figure and flickering, in the space condensed pieces of clear snowflakes, filled with astonishing chill.
"Witch, I pursued you for three years, and finally let me find you. This time, I won't be careless and let you escape from my hand." The figure in black shirt, his face was gloomy, and his mouth made a dark voice.
"Old Piff, you really have a lingering spirit." The white-clothed woman bit her silver teeth, faintly rising with anger.
The black-shirted old man said: "Hehe, when I capture you alive, I think Zhuo Bufan's tortoise with a shrunken head will definitely show up. Back then, he killed the fifth prince. The old man thought he was dead, but you have been entrenched in the blood of the ancestors these years. If you want to come, that Zhuo Bufan must still be alive."
"He must be alive. The dead person should be your old thing." The white-clothed woman said coldly.
"It's a good pair of teeth, but what's the use? When I catch you alive, I will torture you again." The black-shirted old man's voice was abrupt, and the staff in his hand surged with black light, aiming at the void, and gently drew it down.
Following the movement of his arm, the angry scorpion entrenched in the cloud of blood was instructed to open his blood basin, and directly aimed at the white-clothed woman to bite and kill.
"Three years ago, why didn't you use this temple, let alone now!" The clear eyes of the white-clothed woman were filled with blue light, her hands were condensed with the seal, and a Qingfeng long sword immediately rushed away.
A layer of thin ice formed on the sword body of Qingfeng Longsword, and it shook with a phoenix roar, and then the ice layer quickly piled up and turned into a huge ice phoenix, soaring into the sky, colliding with the blood mist and angry scorpion fiercely.
Although there was not too much movement, the collision of the two extreme condensed forces caused the peaks on the Blood Mountain to burst, the blood clouds tore, and the space became distorted, and the blood sea was boiling, and set off thousands of feet. The waves are enough to be seen, and the thrilling in them.
"Witch, you failed to break through the realm of the realm. You have already suffered a serious injury. You dare to face me head-on?"
"Even if you are promoted to the realm master, a newly promoted realm master can only find his own way in fighting against me."
The black figure sneered sternly, as if she had seen the defeat of the woman in white.
"Unexpectedly, the realm master of the demon clan bullies people and can still be so complacent. I underestimated the thickness of your face." The white-clothed woman sneered in a cold voice, but her slender eyebrows were slightly condensed. Obviously, under this kind of power confrontation, she was also a little struggling. .
Immediately, the white-clothed woman raised her arms above her head, and her cuffs protruded with two tender white arms like mutton jade. The jade hand squeezed the method, bringing a surprising chill of vitality, pouring all of them into the ice phoenix body, letting the ice phoenix color. There was a touch of blue light, and it became more solidified, and the surging chill gradually rose!
"Jie Jie, can't resist it? This kind of boring confrontation should end soon after all." The black-shirted old man waved his staff, and the black mist poured into the angry flood. The angry flood reminded it to swell in a circle in an instant, filled with power. , The stronger the horizontal.
Facing the increasingly violent angry flood, Bingfeng gradually showed signs of decadence, and the pretty face of the white-clothed woman was also pale at this moment.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, the ice phoenix burst, turning into countless ice chips, and the sky was scattered all over the sky.
"Witch, just grab it." The black-shirted old man smiled sullenly, already Zhizhu in his hand.
"Old stuff, there's a big gift for you." The white-clothed woman yelled coldly, and saw that the sky icy debris suddenly turned into thousands of icy edges, with a sharp aura, overwhelming the sky, bursting towards the black-shirted old man, everywhere. The chill shrouded and blocked the space.
The black-shirted old man showed disdain on his face, "This kind of trick that is not on the table, let's save it!"
After all, endless black mist surged in the body of the black-shirted old man. Those sharp ice edges encountered the black mist, and suddenly the room was corroded and dissipated without even touching the old man’s clothes. Then, a giant claw turned into a devilish energy. , Leaned out like lightning, grabbed the body of the white-clothed woman, quickly contracted, and restrained it.
"Well, that's not right!" The old man in black shirt changed his expression
The white-clothed woman in the devilish giant claws turned into an ice sculpture in a blink of an eye. It turned out that the white-clothed woman's deity had already left, leaving only the incarnation of the ice sculpture.
Awning!
The giant claws gathered, and the ice sculpture burst into icy debris in the sky.
"Where can you escape?" The old man in black showed a strange smile on his face.
At this moment, the white-clothed woman had already traveled a very long distance, her face was as pale as snow, her lips were covered with red blood, her breath was languid, and the fight just now was quite exhausting for her. After all, the latter was a realm master. The strong in the realm, the strength is extraordinary, she can fight with it, it is really not weak.
"The space around?"
The woman in white stopped her figure, crescent-like eyebrows frowned.
"The space around the Blood Mountain has long been sealed off by me. I discovered your trace a year ago. In order to prevent you from escaping again, and to avoid raging the snakes, I deliberately spent several months and set up a large-scale enclosure. This time, there is nothing in the sky or the earth. People can save you." The black-shirted old man blinked, and a strange smile appeared on his dry face.
The woman in white clothes hangs her head slightly, as if she didn’t hear the old man’s words. After a while, she opened her mouth lightly, exhaled, and sighed, “I should have thought that Xiaofan would let me leave the new universe channel first, and there must be something in it. Strange, it's a pity that I still care too little about him, and I didn't ask him how to gain such great power and how to eliminate all the golems."
Recalling the scenes in the New Universe ten years ago, she should have noticed Zhuo Bufan's abnormality earlier.
"He asked me to return to the Demon Race to wait for him. Now that ten years have passed, he hasn't shown up either. With his character, he will never break his trust with me, and let me wait hard."
Thinking of this, the sorrow came from the heart, the tip of the nose was slightly sour, and the clear eyes were also misted.
"If Xiaofan has already died in the new universe, what is the point of being alive?"
Thinking of this, the expression on the face of the woman in white gradually became flat, raised her head, and looked at the old man in black, "Old stuff, since you are pressing hard, then even if I die, you will have to pay some price."
A decisive color appeared in the eyes of the white-clothed woman, and an astonishing chill was also surging in her body. Three thousand blue silks floated, and the roots of her hair gradually began to turn into a silvery white color.
Suddenly, the space above the two began to twist, and immediately, a slender figure stepped out of the void.
"Old miscellaneous hair, dare to bully my wife?" A voice that was neither salty nor light, but with an astonishing killing intent, echoed in the sky.