Chapter 327 Persistence is Victory

"Jither, you bully too much!" In the shadow of blood, the red-haired man roared, and the flashing murder in his eyes seemed to break out.

Since he sucked the flesh and blood of the decent monk, he was forced into a predicament by the angry Linshang. Under the joint siege of the remaining twelve decent monks, the strength he had just gained soon lost most of it.

What made him more flinxed was that Linshang guessed the weakness of his skills!

Although he can suck the flesh and blood of other monks to restore his strength, the flesh and blood of other monks is different from his own strength after all. It will take some time to convert it into his own strength. Now, in anger, Linshang and the twelve monks attacked like a rainstorm, and did not give him time to transform the absorbed power. When the power in his body was mottled, he suddenly became unsteady and slowed down.

This situation suddenly added more and more wounds on his body, and he had to consume more power to repair the wounds. Otherwise, even if he is a master of the late stage of the congenital golden elixir realm, he will inevitably die under the siege of everyone.

And among them, what made him most angry was that a master in the later period of the innate golden elixir realm was forced to such an embarrassing situation by an early stage of the golden elixir realm and twelve innate real elixir realm monks. It was really unbearable!

Death!

The disciple of Xuantianzong named Linshang must die!!

Only his blood can wash away his humiliation!!!

The wind roared.

The blood shadow is churning.

All forces are quickly gathering, and the turbulent tide rushes to the blue figure in front of him, destroying the withered momentum, as if to submerge the whole world.

However, everything, everything, has become insignificant in front of the blue figure.

is like a huge cyan hidden barrier that stops all attacks.

The cyan that is even more than the sky is Linshang's clenched left fist!

At this time, when the cow in the East China Sea was born, the scene of the discoloration of heaven and earth has completely disappeared. It seems that the huge beast that has lived for many years has been subdued by the magic monks. The bright sunlight shines through the clouds to the Liubo Mountain. On the sea, it draws a seven-color rainbow in a place that is reachable but unreachable.

There is peace between heaven and earth, except for the battles distributed over the Liubo Mountains and the sea.

How many monks of the two schools of demons hate this, and how many monks become famous because of this, but at this time, everything is not important.

The goal of the fight has disappeared, and in a way, the decent monk has been defeated. Although most of them still don't know, everyone feels the disappearance of the palpitating power, which indicates that as a monk of true enlightenment, can be guessed.

The movement in the hands of decent monks has slowed down, and no matter how strong the attack is, it can't save failure.

The demon monks were a little absent-minded. The joy and emptiness after the victory made them feel that the battle in front of them was boring and eager to leave this deserted island immediately.

Even if the demons have been uncontrotiguous, none of them wants to continue the fruitless fight.

Everyone is waiting for an opportunity to stop this battle.

However, at the tip of Liubo Mountain, near the seaside, the battle of more than a dozen people is still in full swing.

Specifically, it was a battle between 13 decent monks besieging a demon monk.

The thirteen of them naturally felt the disappearance of the smell of cattle in the East China Sea, but at this time they could not stop.

Looking at the retreat of the magic monks in the later stage of the innate golden elixir realm, the blood of the twelve decent monks has boiled all over their bodies. Even if the overall battle has failed, it is also an amazing feat if they can kill a magic monk whose cultivation is far higher than their own.

Even if the defeated side is defeated, there are heroes.

And Linshang was angered by the red-haired man's man-eating skills. A monk cultivated the truth and realized the Tao. I don't know how many hardships he has suffered and how many years it took to cultivate to the realm of innate Shidan. However, in a moment, all the cultivation was gone, and even the life dissipated like smoke and clouds, which caused a great stimulation to the forest that had lost its cultivation.

There may be a reason for this man-eating skill, but those who use it must not stay!

With this idea, even if the wound of his right arm could not heal for a long time, and even the bright red blood flowed down, Linshang still insisted, trapping the red-haired man firmly in the circle of war, consuming his strength little by little.

Lin Shan believes that no matter how strong a person's recovery ability is, if he suffers an attack beyond the recovery limit, he will still die like a star.

There is no unbreakable skill between heaven and earth!

As a red-haired man who was besieged by everyone, he was already irritable and about to go crazy.

The cattle in the East China Sea have been caught, and the purpose of their divine religion has been achieved. Continuing to fight can only cause unnecessary losses. Now, his only thought is to run away immediately and leave the crazy and decent disciple with blue light in front of him.

According to his strength, if he is seriously injured and loses some strength, he can escape. However, the words of the dark and foggy figure sounded in his mind from time to time like the maggots of the tars. Compared with the black figure, these dozen people in front of him are simply like the difference between the shadow under the sun and the eternal night.

That figure is the existence that he can't refuse and dare not refuse.

In order to complete the order of that figure, he can't retreat!

Little by little, when the battles in other places have become perfunctory attacks on each other, the battles of these 13 people are still in full swing.

At this time, compared with before, their movements have been much slower, and the twelve decent monks with lower cultivation have even begun to breathe and are crumbling.

Although Linshang stood in front of them, they had no worries about the future, but the long-term full-load battle was still almost exhausting their true yuan. At this time, if it hadn't been for the belief of killing the demons in the later stage of the Jindan realm, I'm afraid they would have been so tired to fall asleep.

The blood shadow is still rolling, and the momentum is still surging, but the disgusting smell of blood has faded a lot, and many irrelevant wounds on the red-haired man's body are also ** naked in front of everyone.

At this time, the red-haired man was unable to repair all the wounds of his body.

And Lin Shang's right arm has been covered with dense black and red blood cocoons. Overall, the injury is much less than before. However, at this time, the Tianyuan in his body was also consumed, and there was not much left.

Thirteen people, whether they are demons or demons, are in a situation that cannot be turned back.

If you stick to it, you may not win, but if you give up, death is the only end!

At this time, as long as there is another person, the cultivation should not be too high, and the innate real elixir realm is fine. Regardless of the demon, as long as he intervenes in this battle, he can change the sticky situation in front of him.

However, in this situation where the real victory and defeat have been divided, will anyone else come here?

Yes, the answer is yes. At least there is one person beside everyone, a disciple of Xuantian Sect, Su Yuqing.

However, when she was seriously injured, she was unable to join the battle, and even had the power to sacrifice the magic weapon Biying. She was not Linshang, and she did not have the perverted recovery ability as him. Even if she had been meditating and rest during this period, the little bit of recovery still could not make her blue shadow shoot out into the sky.

During the period when Linshang and others fought with the red-haired man, the red-haired man wanted to do it again more than once and threw himself on her to attract Linshang's attention, so as to have the opportunity to suck other monks to supplement the depleted strength. However, not only was Linshang always on alert, but he immediately stopped him as soon as he moved. Even the twelve monks learned the lesson and hugged him tightly into a ball, trapping him in twelve magic weapons. Unless he fled at all costs, he could only be trapped in the air.

The battle is glued, and it has reached the point where the winner is about to be divided.

Persistence is victory, and this truth is gradually revealed in the struggle between monks!

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