Chapter 162： Desperate

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Earthquake blood bat, a rare bizarre spirit animal in the world.

Spirit beasts generally use a strong body as a means of predation. The higher the level, the stronger the body will be. But it is a different kind, and its strength is not as strong as that of a first-level spirit beast, and it has no sharp claws.

However, it is inherently equipped with a powerful talent, and it can be attacked by sound waves to directly hit the soul of the opponent. If it is light, it will be stunned, and if it is heavy, the soul will collapse and die.

Then, it will pounce and bite the other person's throat, drinking its blood. Among the third-level spirit beasts, few of them can escape from their sound waves when they encounter this blood-shattering bat.

The ten celestial blood bats gathered together, even the fourth-level spirit beast had to flee.

No matter how powerful your flesh is, no matter how talented you are. As long as your primordial power can't resist this sonic attack, you will all die under the blood of this little thing.

In other words, what is now blocked in front of Zhuo Fan is enough to make the fourth-level spirit beast afraid.

Standing up from the hole in the ground, Zhuo Fan looked up at the ten blood bats in the air, and finally he could not help but dignified. Turning to look at the voice from the other side, it turned out that the man was actually the King of Poisonous Hand Potion.

At this moment, he was holding a gourd in his hand and looked in Zhuo Fan's direction with a laugh.

"It turns out that this is your last life-saving means!"

Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and nodded.

He has also seen this gourd. It is the thing that the old man carried with him. It turned out to be a space weapon that can store living things.

When the Blue and White House Lord wounded him, he faced Chu Qingcheng, Long Jiu and other masters, and he was still not afraid. He wanted to rely on the Zhentian Blood Bat in this gourd.

Fortunately, he didn't do it at the beginning, otherwise the ten blood bats would come out. Even if Long Jiu Chu Qingcheng and others were more powerful, it was estimated that they would die or be injured.

This old man really has two brushes. Even with four breaths of hard work, the body is still weak and cannot be taken lightly.

Zhuo Fan gave a deep applause under his heart, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

After Long Jiu and others followed, they saw Zhuo Fan standing on top of a pile of ruins again, and then looked into the air. They couldn't help but change their look. They exclaimed: "Zhentian Blood Bats ... ten more?"

They glanced at each other, and everyone's face was instantly dignified.

Originally thinking that Zhuo Fan came to the outside world, there was a great chance to escape. Unexpectedly, some people could carry ten celestial blood bats with them. This is exactly equivalent to Zhuo Fan being surrounded by two Tianxuan masters and an advanced fourth-level spirit beast.

In such a situation, not to mention his long-winged forging bone environment, even Tianxuan masters can't escape even if they insert their wings.

For a time, people's hearts became tense again.

"Hahaha ... Yan Lao is Yan Lao. In the end, you have to rely on your old man's hand to stop this kid!"

With a big laugh, Huang Pu Qingyun slowly fell to Yan Song, turned to Zhuo Fan, raised his head, and showed a trace of evil smile: "Boy, see where are you going now?"

Elder Ghost Valley 5 also fell aside, staring at him closely, and a cruel color flashed in his eyes.

Can't help but sigh, the poison hand medicine king looked at Zhuo Fan, his face actually showed a regretful color, lamented: "Song ...... Oh no, Master Zhuo, your master's alchemy technique, the old man admires it. It's a pity that you I am hostile, and the old man has to shoot you. "

Hearing this, looking at Zhuo Fan ’s situation in prison, those alchemy masters who also saw Zhuo Fan ’s amazing alchemy skills, and representatives of the family, shook their heads with regret.

It is really sad to offend Zhuo Fan, the demon of Nether Valley, that he is the same person as Master Alchemist Wizard Song.

Enemy with the imperial family of the 7th, it is necessary to live in a different place, and there is no place to bury. However, as a generation of masters in the alchemy world, such a death is infinitely pity.

At this moment, people can only stare at him with respect, watching him finish his last journey in his life ...

However, Zhuo Fan dismissed his lips contemptuously and sneered: "Hehehe ... Elder Yan, you are too high to see your ten animals. Their combined strength is indeed comparable to the fourth-level spirits, but After all, they are not one! "

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Fan disappeared instantly and flew into the air.

The ten celestial blood bats fluttered their wings twice, making a slight opening. But he felt that the space around him fluctuated, and with a hum, a sound like a real sound instantly shot at Zhuofan.

With his eyes narrowed, Zhuo Fan stepped slightly under his feet and escaped. The ripple hit the ground without making any noise. But a pile of rubble on the ground turned into powder.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes shrank uncontrollably, secretly marveling at the strength of this tremendous blood bat, to such an extent. If the master of Forging Bone Realm is hit by this sonic wave, I am afraid it will definitely die.

However, Zhuo Fan relied on agile speed to travel back and forth in that sonic wave, leaving the leaves untouched, but was about to rush through the attack range of the ten blood bats.

"Well, this Zhuo Fan is so cunning that he caught the ten blood bats out of coordination and rushed out of the gap between the sound waves. Five elders, let us go up together and stop him!"

Emperor Pu Qingyun couldn't help but yelled, but the poison hand medicine king waved his hand and said lightly: "The second son is not anxious, if you rush up and clash with those blood bats, it will be even more chaotic. , He can't run. "

With that, the poison hand medicine king gently opened the gourd and pinched his hand.

Suddenly, the screaming of the gourds in the gourd continued, followed by the ten **** blood bats that were just like the air in the sky one after another and flew into the sky one by one. A wall was enclosed.

Buzz!

A shock that was dozens of times stronger than before, Zhuo Fan was about to rush out of the sky, but it was a bang, his head exploded, and then fell to the ground like a boulder, and hit a range. A huge cave.

When he climbed out of the hole with difficulty, when he looked up, his eyes shrank, and he could not help but take a breath.

At this moment, wherever he saw his eyes, the sky and the sky were full of that **** blood bat. It is estimated that there are at least one hundred.

You know, ten celestial blood bats joined together, and they can already kill a fourth-level spirit beast. There are more than 100 Zhentian blood bats, not to mention level 4, even if level 5 spirit beasts are seen, they will have to die somewhere.

All the people present were also stunned by the sight in front of them, including Huang Qingqing, who also stared at all this with horror.

Such a lineup, not to mention the monster Zhuo Fan, even if the God of Power comes, he must escape with his tail in his arms.

"Oh my god, where did this old guy get so many blood-shattering bats from the sky? This thing is very rare." Long Jiu couldn't help but slap, a haze floated in his heart: "This, even this Boy, there is no more power to return to heaven. "

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Dandan anxiously looked at Long Jiudao: "You said my husband is not likely to escape?"

Nodded solemnly, Long Jiu sighed and pointed forward.

Sure enough, at the moment Zhuo Fan fell, the Poison Hand Potion King was already the pinch of the pinch, making hundreds of celestial blood bats in a circle, enclosing him inside, with no gaps at all.

As long as he wanted to fly into the sky, hundreds of blood bats attacked together, and immediately knocked him down.

At this time, the vast world seemed to be isolated again. Only this time, the prison cage made up of these shaking blood bats has a smaller range of activity than the Huayutang.

"Damn!"

Zhuo Fan's brow furrowed fiercely, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the sky again.

Buzz!

Just like a sky pillar hitting down from the sky, Zhuo Fan ’s heels had not been lifted, and he was crushed to the ground with a bang, kneeling down on his knees, and spitting out a blood in his mouth. The earth and stone on the ground had already turned into shatters.

"Hahaha ... The power of these hundreds of blood bats is so powerful that the kid's flesh would be injured in an instant, and the kid is dead now." Huang Pu Qingyun laughed and looked at the poison hand medicine king , An eye-catching look, "Serious old, I don't think you still have such a treasure. Today is really an eye-opener for my son."

"The two sons should not make fun of it. These hundreds of blood bats were collected by the Palace of Medicine King after thousands of years. It was only the old man who made a little contribution to the Palace of Medicine King that he was given the self-defense."

Poison Hand Medicine King leaned down slightly, shook his head with a smile, then looked at Zhuo Fan, with a little bit of tolerance in his eyes, and sighed: "The second son, this Zhuo Fan is a generation alchemist master, even if death is inevitable, he will be left All corpses. "

"Huh, the son would have to dismantle his bones, but see Yan Lao pleading, then it is up to you." Huang Pu Qingyun waved his hand, and he was very happy.

Slightly nodded, the poison hand medicine king pinched his hand, and the hundreds of trembling blood bats opened their mouths together.

Suddenly, hundreds of sound wave shocks suddenly rushed to Zhuo Fan alone.

what!

With a roar, Zhuo Fan felt that his entire brain was about to be exploded, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. He understood that this was due to the destruction of his Yuanshen.

If he hadn't worked on the body and the gods before, the Yuanshen was much stronger than the Master of Heavenly Profound Realm. I'm afraid it would be just a flash of time, and he would collapse and die.

"Damn, there is obviously one last method that is useless, but there is no chance now. You have to know this, you should use it! You do n’t let Lao Tzu get through this bunch of bastards. If Lao Tzu is not dead yet, kill you This group of bastards. "

Zhuo Fan, under the shock of this sonic wave, although he had a headache, he still clenched his teeth and persevered. But looking at the exposed blue tendons on his head and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, one can see how painful he is.

"Huh, this kid is really a **** monster. The average person should have died all of a sudden, he can still bear it now." The five elders couldn't help being surprised.

Emperor Pu Qingyun laughed loudly, and flashed a look of pleasure in his eyes: "How is he a monster? It just adds a lot more pain than the average person, and soon the Yuanshen will collapse and die. But this is also good, Let them all see and offend our emperor's gate. "

what!

Zhuo Fan's roar continued to sound like a beast being beaten by a leather whip. The crushed stone in his hand was already squeezed into powder by him.

Poison Hand Medicine King has no thrill of revenge, only endless regrets. It is regrettable that the most respected opponent in my life should die so miserably.

Seeing this, the other alchemy masters also lamented and couldn't bear it. But there is no way, who made him offend the Seventh Family.

Xiao Dandan was already in tears, and looked anxiously towards Chu Qingcheng, the meaning in his eyes was obvious. Chu Qingcheng bit Zhu Zhu's lips tightly and couldn't help taking a step forward. He was about to shoot, but he was caught by Long Jiu.

"Under these 100 trembling blood bats, even if we shot, we would not be able to save him. Instead, we would lose our lives in vain, forget it, meaningless ..." Long Jiu sighed and looked at Zhuo Fan Her direction closed her eyes helplessly, she was already thinking about it, and it was time to abandon the Luo family.

The original alliance with Zhuo Fan was that if Zhuo Fan was not in the Luo Family, then Qianlong Pavilion would not form an alliance with the Luo Family. Now Zhuo Fan is about to die, and that paper covenant is meaningless.

Alas, brother, don't blame your brother for being cruel. Nine Brothers will take good care of your family, but can no longer fulfill the covenant, this is family interest!

Long Jiu lamented, everyone in Chu Qingcheng bowed his head unwillingly.

Zhuo Fan is already in a desperate situation.