149 The Arrival of the Blood Demon

"Oh? What is this?" Wu Mo looked at the four mythical beasts hovering in the sky.

Wu Chenfeng was speechless for a while.

No wonder the emperor said that all the wandering souls here were produced by the original strong man's body for a long time; intelligence, so there was no memory of it.

However, Wuchenfeng seems to have forgotten to think about a question, that is, if it is really what the emperor said, why can Emperor Shidi recognize the four mythical beasts as soon as he sees them?

"Look at the move" Wuchenfeng shouted loudly, and a little light suddenly shot out from the empty sword.

"Diao Bug Little Skill" Wu Mo raised his hand and it was a bloody light.

And this bloody light is extinguished at the same time.

"Hmm, a thousand swords return to a hundred"

Suddenly, thousands of golden swords shrouded.

Wu Mo seemed to be extremely tired of the golden sword light, and his whole body was shocked, and endless gray fog rose from his feet. In an instant, the black ink ball was shrouded.

Thousands of sword light formed a huge golden sword in mid-air.

Wu Chenfeng jumped and chopped towards the black ink with the golden sword.

Wu Mo sensed the huge righteousness from the golden sword and couldn't help frowning, "The most annoying thing is the hateful positive energy of these practitioners."

However, Wu Mo's hand did not stop.

The cloak was untied by black ink and then thrown directly into the air.

The bloody cloak became bigger in mid-air in an instant, and then spread to the four sides.

"bang"

The golden giant sword cut on the bloody cloak, but the soft cloak shook like a ripple, directly removing half of the attack of the golden giant sword.

And the other half of the attack was directly under the crotch of Wu Mo's defense shield.

"Well, I don't believe in evil anymore" Wu Chenfeng was furious.

Incarnate as the tip of the sword and constantly split towards the bloody cloak again and again.

"Tear"

Finally, with the continuous efforts of Wuchenfeng, the blood broke out a big mouth.

Wu Chenfeng's face was overjoyed.

Two sword lights went one after another.

"Humph, you human boy dare to destroy my cloak. I want you to pay for your life." Wu Mo was furious, and the surging momentum continued to rise. Dimly, you can actually see a trace of lightning around Wu Mo.

"Well, that depends on your ability." Wu Chenfeng snorted coldly, and the golden sword in the air still chopped down.

"Kid, don't be too rampant," Wu Mo roared, and a weapon like a disk in his hand was in his hand.

The "drip" black ink suddenly threw out the disk, and the disk actually drooped a layer of steel wire mesh cover in the continuous rotation, and the mesh cover was suddenly lined with extremely sharp and strange luster.

Blood drops, the powerful magic weapon of black ink.

"Ding"

Wuchenfeng's golden sword suddenly separated the blood drop when it approached, but after the blood droplet rotated in mid-air, it attacked Wuchenfeng again.

The "six reincarnations" Wuchenfeng was furious.

A blurred luster suddenly fell on the black ink.

Wu Mo was terrIOUS to find that he was constantly aging.

"Blood Demon Disintegration"

Finally, Wu Mo also felt the strange attack of the power of my time, and his cautious heart made him use his big move.

Suddenly, I saw that Wu Mo's right palm suddenly detached from Wu Mo's body, and then the palm exploded directly in mid-air.

What the explosion exuded was not blood, but blood-colored fog. When the blood-colored fog was about to touch Wuchenfeng, it directly turned into a huge net, and then covered Wuchenfeng directly inside.

"Sneer"

Wuchenfeng was in a hurry and raised the void sword and constantly waved the blood-red mesh, but it was directly melted by the bloody fog.

"Jie Jie, even if you are a strong soul saint, as long as there is no time in my blood mask, you can't get out for a moment. You boy, just lie down. Let's see if I fried you or blow you up, Jie Jie" Wu Mo just used the blood demon to disintegrate. Law, so his face is also a little pale.

When the four mythical beasts transformed by "Brother Feng" Haichen, Tianshuang, Xiao Liang and Hammer saw that Wuchenfeng was trapped, they swooped forward.

"Well, these four things you don't know what they are, and your body also contains such a strong power. That's just right. When I eat you, I can improve the strength in my body, Jie Jie"

The four mythical beasts transformed by Haichen and others lack the thrill of mythical beasts, so they are almost the same as Xiaobai. What is better than Xiaobai is that the strength of the four people before the incarnation is also the golden elixir period, so after the incarnation, they are naturally much stronger than Xiaobai, but they are only a little stronger, but in the face of Wu Mo, who had the middle of the disaster (the middle of the soul saint), had no resistance and was directly thrown into the bloody mask by Wu Mo.

"Big Brother"

Xiaohui was furious, with a figure, and the bulge above his head suddenly lit up brilliantly. Perhaps because of Wuchen Feng, the bulge above Xiaohui's head kept changing, and finally evolved into a small golden crown.

And the golden light from the top of the golden crown is several times more than before.

In an instant, endless gray airflow enveloped, forming a huge gray whirlpool at the top of the crown.

At the beginning of the gray whirlpool, the surrounding gray airflow seemed to rush towards the small ashes.

In an instant, the strong gray airflow around Xiaohui completely condensed into aura water droplets.

Wu Mo was terrified, "What on earth is this? How can it have such a strong devouring power?"

"It seems that this bird is not simple. It is easy to use my strongest move, but it will take at least a hundred years for my soul body to recover with the strongest move."

For a moment, Wu Mo fell into hesitation.

"Forget it, fight" Wu Mo gritted his teeth and looked at Wuchenfeng, who was still constantly cutting the bloody mesh.

"The Arrival of Blood Demons"

Wu Mo roared, and his face looked up at the sky very devoutly. A drop of water with a strong gray luster slowly flew out of Wu Mo's head and flew up the sky.

A trace of physical pain flashed away in Wu Mo's eyes.

When the gray shiny water droplet entered the sky, a beam of light emitting a strong smell of blood suddenly appeared in the air.

When the beam entered the body of the black ink doll, suddenly, the momentum of the black ink kept climbing, and what was more shocking was that a huge virtual shadow appeared behind the black ink.

This virtual shadow is full of domineering and his eyes are closed, but everyone believes that as long as he opens his eyes, the light in his eyes must be able to directly pierce the space.

After the arrival of the blood demon, Wu Mo's face also slowly turned into a strange blood red, and a cruel smile also hung on Wu Mo's face, which looked very ferocious.

"Ji Jie, I haven't drunk blood for a long time. I really miss the taste." The sound slowly came from Wu Mo's mouth, but it seemed to come from the coldness of hell.