Chapter 33 Crisis

Looking at Yunlong's slightly pale face, Wang Cang knew that the blood sea swamp was not so simple.

The blood sea swamp is a unique move of people who practice the way of blood demons. Based on their own blood, it attracts the aura of heaven and earth to turn into blood qi, which can not only reduce the enemy's speed a lot, but also convert the surrounding aura into magic qi.

Magic gas is not only unabsorbed, but also harmful to other practitioners. Unfortunately, up to now, Yunlong does not know that Wang Cang is also a demon practitioner, and he practices the top skills of the demon clan.

The strong magic atmosphere around not only did Wang Cang not feel uncomfortable, but also moaned comfortably. In the human world, where can he find such a pure magic gas? The feeling of being bound made Wang Cang a little unhappy.

"Ji Jie"

Yunlong smiled strangely and rushed to Wang Cang, which was surprisingly a little faster than before.

Another function of the blood sea swamp is to make the speed of the caster more elegant.

There is a reason why the blood demon ancestors invented this method. Most of the demon practitioners are not good at speed. Of course, the demon emperor is an alternative. His magic body method can rank in the top three in the six worlds.

Speed has always been the weakness of most demon practitioners and their pain. In order to solve this problem, the ancestors of the blood demon invented the blood sea swamp, but this move also has a certain harm to the caster themselves. Otherwise, a blood sea swamp family and a blood sea swamp, then there is no need to fight, and the opponent commit suicide directly. All right.

The blood demon ancestor has been living in controversy, which is another reason why he is addicted to killing.

Looking at Yunlong who rushed to him, Wang Cang could only try his best to avoid it. This feeling of restrained his hands and feet almost broke down.

"Break me"

Wang Cang's Ba Jue Zhan cut to the edge of the sea of blood with all his strength. He has always been unfavorable this time, and soon disappeared in the boundless red, which did not play a role.

Yunlong was not surprised that Wang Cang could avoid his attack. He had seen Wang Cang's speed. Even in the blood sea swamp, it was only a little slower than Yunlong. Yunlong didn't think he could kill his opponent in one move.

Seeing that Wang Cang actually tried to break the sea of blood, Yun Long smiled and said, "Kid, don't waste your effort. Do you know how much blood is condensed in this sea of blood? Although it is only my mouthful of blood, it is enough to accommodate hundreds of people's blood. Coupled with the cohesion between heaven and earth, you will definitely die today."

Wang Cang doesn't care about this. It's just a small bondage spell. Even if it's not broken, he still kills Yunlong.

Looking at Wang Cang rushing to himself angrily, Yunlong laughed: "Kid, you see this sea of blood too simply, hehe, what a pure magic, what a pure resentment, let you see the power of the blood sea swamp."

Before Wang Cang approached Yunlong, Yunlong quickly completed a formula and pointed to Wang Cang.

I don't feel it. This is Wang Cang's first intuition.

What the hell is this? This is Wang Cang's second feeling.

At first, Wang Cang just felt that a magic gas had entered his body. It's just magic gas. Is there any magic gas that can be more domineering than Wanqi?

However, Wang Cang soon saw the power of the sea of blood. A small drop of blood oozed from the pores of his skin, which slowly condensed and fell into the sea of blood.

If it goes on like this, Wang Cang can become a mute without Yunlong's action.

Wang secretly scolded: If you don't take action, you really won't take action. Now my life is in danger.

Although it is dangerous, Wang Cang said at the beginning that Xiaojia and Li Qing would intervene. Now let them take action and lose face. Moreover, Wang Can't feel the breath of Xiaojia and Li Qing? Is this an independent space?

After the boulder, Li Qing was also anxious.

"What's the matter? Why did the old thief disappear after spraying a mouthful of blood and take Brother Cang away?"

Xiao Jia also feels that something is wrong.

"Let's go and have a look. Maybe the old thief used some special method to cover up their bodies and breath."

The two of them slowly walked to the place where Yunlong and Wang Cang fought. Unfortunately, it was empty and there was nothing left except a trace of battle.

Li Qing was finally anxious and slowly cried: "The old thief is so powerful that Brother Cang must be in danger."

Although Xiaojia is also very anxious, he has lived for hundreds of years anyway: "Don't worry, the old man should make an independent space so that their battle will not be detected, but you have to believe in the strength of the boss, and the old man is only in the later stage of Jindan."

Although Xiaojia said something, he had no idea about it himself. This move was too strange. His consciousness glanced at the range of a hundred miles, and he didn't even find Wang Cang's breath.

Xiaojia explores the sky, underground, and stones, but unfortunately, it still has no effect. Now all they can do is wait. Xiao Jia believes that since Yunlong has disappeared here, it will definitely appear here. No matter what the outcome of the battle is, they must wait.

Looking at the blood oozing from his pores, Wang Cang knew that he must find a way to get out quickly and go out. Yunlong is the lamb to be slaughtered. Here, he is the lamb to be slaughtered.

"Hey, don't you feel good? Let me add something more for you. Destroy my Yun family, I can't let you die so happily."

"Yunlong, if I can destroy your whole family, I can destroy you!"

Wang raised his head. Because his face was also covered with blood, he looked quite horrible, but this was not Yunlong's. He didn't know how many times he had seen such a scene.

Is that right? Bloodthirsty flies, show up."

Before Yunlong's words fell, something like a fly flew out of the sea of blood and rushed to Wang Cang.

Looking at the flock of blood-red flies, Wang Cang finally understood that this blood sea swamp is the world of clouds and dragons. If he doesn't go out, he has no chance of winning.

Wang Cang's Xunfeng knife began to condense a trace of lightning. The power of the last lightning storm was so small that Wang Cang has found the reason. Although he condensed a lot of lightning, the power of each lightning was too small, which caused the seemingly amazing thunderstorm and did not even hurt the enemy.

Although the thunderstorm will consume a lot of spiritual power, it is the only large-scale attack spell that Wang Cang will use now, and lightning can naturally produce blood and other turfth.

Seeing the thunder and lightning condensed on Wang Cang's knife, Yunlong was just stunned for a moment, but he was confident enough in his blood sea and swamp. Yes, lightning is useful for making blood gas, but the blood gas contained in this blood sea is not ordinary, and it can't solve it with just a few small thunder and lightning.

The bloodthirsty fly flew to Wang Cang, but he didn't care at all. He just condensed his thunder and lightning carefully and let those disgusting things lick on his bleeding skin.

Please collect it!