"save……"

Before Zhao Tong could hear the cry for help, an arm was already crossing his arms beside him. A big hand like an iron plier tightly clamped the dragon horn cone, making its tip press against Zhao Tong's eyebrows, but it was unable to make any progress.

Chen Luo felt the huge force and was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "This is not that I want to kill him, but that he wants to kill me. Could it be that I can't fight back?"

"He attacked you with a nail, and you gave him a three-shui arrow, so I didn't stop him just now, but now... it won't work." Huang Yi frowned.

"You are so despicable..." Chen Luo couldn't help but feel speechless.

But just as he was about to stop, Zhao Tong untied his hand, suddenly raised his palm, and a cloud of blood was contained in his palm, and he slapped at Chen Luo's eyebrows.

Chen Luo's heart tightened and he hurriedly took a step back, but the palm angle was tricky and he was chasing and rushing, so he couldn't avoid it for a while.

"Damn it."

At this moment, a loud shout exploded in the ears of both of them like a yellow bell.

Huang Yi suddenly raised his other arm and hit Zhao Tong's arm that was exploring from bottom to top.

Zhao Tong couldn't help screaming, his palms burst into the sky without any control, and a cloud of blood immediately exploded above the three of them...

The blood clouds exploded in the sky, and suddenly turned into a bloody rain. The sinking of the people clamped down each other, and no one could dodge them, and they were all dripping from the head.

The moment the blood rain fell on the body, it felt like it was burning on the skin, as if it was splashed by hot oil.

"Oh no..."

Zhao Tong was the first to exclaim, pulled away, rubbed his cheeks wildly with both hands, trying to wipe off the blood.

But the strange blood was unable to be erased at all. After being rubbed violently by him for dozens of times, it penetrated into his skin more quickly, making him swollen and red, and he was like a cooked shrimp.

Chen Luo also realized something was wrong, so he subconsciously raised his hand to attach himself to his cheek, but did not rub it like Zhao Tong. Instead, he used the water control technique to condense into thin water droplets, wrapping the blood spots and trying to remove them.

But the water cannot be stained with blood at all. The moment the two contacted, they were evaporated by a heat force, causing white water vapor to rise on the sinking face.

At the same time, the blood stains also penetrated into the skin.

"Dongdong..."

Suddenly, Chen Luo felt a stream of passion rushing to his head, and the sound of his heart beating began to become extremely clear.

An indescribable sense of heat filled his whole body, making his skin as bright as Zhao Tong.

"What did you do?" Huang Yi was not much better at this moment, and scolded angrily.

"Don't, don't use magic power to suppress it. The poisonous blood will only become more excited and will burn your essence and blood." Zhao Tong's eyes turned red and he shouted loudly.

Chen Luo heard it in his ears and realized that this was the blood-burning technique that the guy practiced.

"Bastard, tell me quickly, how should this blood poison be removed?" Chen Luo shouted angrily.

"This poisonous blood was refined by my master, and I can only use it to save my life against the enemy. I can't remove it myself." Zhao Tong said in a panic.

After saying that, he had already sat cross-legged on the ground, using this secret technique to try to fight against the blood-burning poison.

Chen Luo didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately sat down cross-legged, but did not listen to what Zhao Tong said, and did not transfer his magic power at all. Instead, he used the nameless martial arts to urge his blood and energy to gather towards his left arm.

As soon as his magic power was running, his blood seemed to boil. His body surface was burning with blood, and his heart was leaping violently.

Chen Luo was shocked and quickly calmed down, so he had to give up the idea of ​​surviving by cutting his arms.

He hesitated for a while and began to activate the Huangting Jing technique with all his strength. His whole body was then covered by a layer of light golden light, and the image of water vapor evaporated around him appeared again.

However, this time the sinking did not stop, but still activated the magic power.

After only a few breaths, the skin on his cheeks turned red, and walnut-sized blood bubbles were bulging, and then they went from his cheek to his neck, to his shoulders, and to his half body.

"Puff..."

A series of sounds came one after another, and the blood bubbles on his body blew one after another, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the body from the mouth, but it was already polluted by poisonous blood and turned purple-black, extremely sticky, and a strange sweet fragrance was emitted.

In order to remove the poisonous blood from the body, Chen Luo gave up the idea of ​​transferring the poisonous blood and then breaking his arms, but instead expelled the blood mixed with the poisonous blood directly through the skin.

The advantage of doing this is to reduce the migration of poison blood in the body, avoid more infections, and also to eliminate poison blood as soon as possible on the spot, reducing the stimulation of mana power on it.

The disadvantages are also obvious. The damage area is too large, not only will the blood and blood vessels be damaged, but the skin and flesh are also seriously damaged.

Chen Luo did not dare to relax at all at this moment. While separating the poisonous blood with all his strength, he activated a large-scale peeling technique to repair his injuries, including some of the livers that were abandoned by Chen Luo due to poisonous blood.

A large amount of loss of qi, blood, essence and blood, as well as severe mana loss, made Shen Luo very weak at this moment. There was no place for blood burning on his body, and his skin became gray due to insufficient blood. The whole person looked like he had been aging for decades.

Huang Yi, who was not far from him, was covered with a layer of golden bell condensed from virtual light, and he was turned upside down.

There were circles of Sanskrit around the golden bell, and waves of spiritual power were emitting on it, constantly rinsing his body like a tide, causing the white gas to emerge all over his body to be mixed with wisps of black gas.

He held the flower seal in his right hand and raised it in front of him, and his left arm was hanging on his legs of the stacked seat, as if the Buddha was sitting cross-legged. He could vaguely see a wisp of black air gathering along his shoulders and constantly moving towards his left arm.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky gradually darkened and the three of them still didn’t get up.

Among them, the sinking looks the most miserable. The water vapor all over the body seems to evaporate cleanly, the skin becomes loose and wrinkled, the eyes droop, and the body is dry like a dead tree.

Huang Yi's way was different from him, so he pushed all the poisonous blood to his left arm. His entire left hand had turned black and blue, his wrist to his forearm was also purple, and his skin color was pale with his elbows.

The poisonous blood suppressed on his arm was still trying to repel it again and again, trying to invade his upper arm.

His forehead was sweating wildly. For the sake of detoxification, most of the essence and blood in his body were lost, his face was pale, and his whole body was tense, as if he was accumulating energy, trying to completely remove all the poisonous blood.

On the contrary, Zhao Tong, because he practiced the blood-burning technique, knew the most about the nature of this blood poison. He had suppressed it with the secret techniques of the sect. He could only seek the help of the master when he left the secret realm.

"call……"

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air from his mouth, and there was a faint purple air tumbling in it.
Chapter completed!