"Finally resisted!"

Le Shaolong and Ziying breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and numbness spread throughout their bodies, and bursts of scorching pain penetrated into their hearts. Under this severe pain, even their toes became weak and could not control them for a moment. They fell down and fell to the ground. Everyone hurriedly protected the two of them.

"The third flag moves, the blood sword is storm!"

In the blood formation, the sword was like the wind, and the fragments of the spear were still a little far from the ground, and the eighteen blood swords were coming towards us. The sword edges were clanging, intertwining each other into an impenetrable sword net. The sword wind was extremely cold, causing a strong wind and roar.

Everyone was like a piece of duckweed in the sea of ​​anger, swaying helplessly in the sky, unable to fix their bodies at all, and they were confused for a moment.

A burst of verbal sounds sounded, and the sword net swiftly passed by everyone, and the troops split into two groups, attacking Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan wiped a handful of sweat beads on his forehead, his bone wings trembled slightly, quickly adjusted his figure, pulled out the Tianhuo Ancient Ruler, and calmly greeted him; while Xiao Zhan, who was taking the hard route, was unstable and lost his balance and could not stand up and defend, but became the weak spot in the team.

It has to be said that the ancestor of the resentful spirit has reached its peak in grasping the fighter jet. With just a few moves, everyone’s weakness can be seen.

Xiao Yan is the core of the team. Although his soul power is strong, he is only three stars late-stage strength; Xiao Zhan is brave and has a strong defense, but as long as he is unstable, his weakness will be significant. As long as he destroys two people, the rest of the people will be like dispersed sand and will be destroyed without attacking.

"Look at how long you can hold on!"

As soon as the ancestor of the resentful spirit finished speaking, the Blood Red Sword Net accelerated and continued to stab Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan.

"Huh!"

Xiao Zhan shouted in a deep voice, the golden light covered his body, and the armor appeared again, and mysterious runes flowed in it.

The two kept making harsh "squeaking" sounds during the impact, but in just a few seconds, the golden armor was slashed by the sharp blood sword.

At the same time, the blood-red sword net was quickly wiped out, leaving only the sharp sword energy, and the blood marks that could be seen on Xiao Zhan's powerful body were carved deep and deep.

As soon as the sword tip passed, Xiao Zhan quickly took out a few pills from the ring, swallowed them whole, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, and seized the time to adjust his breathing.

Although Xiao Zhan barely blocked the two rounds of attacks from the Ancestor of the Resentful Spirit, he also exhausted his fighting spirit and was covered in blood and could not bear the eyes. Even so, Xiao Zhan could barely protect himself, so everyone retreated to Xiao Yan at the first time, and the soldiers were moved, and they instantly fought fiercely with the sword net that was on their way.

The blood sword changed unpredictably in an instant, with both hard and soft swords, fast and slow, virtual and solid. However, under the efforts of everyone who cooperated with the tacit understanding, the third blood sword of the ancestor of the resentful spirits, Jifeng, could only return without success in the end.

"The fourth flag moves, the blood halberd penetrates the clouds!"

In the illusion, the ancestor of the resentful spirit waved his hand and a huge blood dragon battle halberd appeared above the blood spirit formation.

The halberd has been known as the "leader of all soldiers" since ancient times!

As soon as the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur came out, its power was surging. The two dragons on the blade held their heads towards the sky, making them arrogant. The space in the formation continued to turbulently collapse, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at everyone.

The power of the Blood Sword disappeared immediately after the Blood Sword dissipated, and the combination was seamless. Although it was very slow, it was as cold as ice for hundreds of millions of years. It was approaching inch by inch, freezing all the people's hearts. Everyone felt a sense of suffocation, as if even their souls were about to be frozen.

Slow, incredibly slow.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

In the surprised eyes of Xiao Yan and others, the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur was moving in the air at a nearly stagnant speed, but the power it emitted became more and more terrifying.

The air in the Blood Spirit Array seemed to be shocked by the intimidation of the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur, becoming more and more solid. Everyone seemed to fall into a swamp, their movements became slower and slower, and their every move seemed to be bound by a thousand pounds of force, so uncomfortable that they could not help themselves.

Zhen Ni looked slightly and looked at the people who were already extremely tired under the pressure.

The three flags of the ancestor of the resentful spirit were hit by Xiao Zhan, and Xiao Zhan was seriously injured. Le Shaolong and Ziying were also exhausted. Although Xiao Yan was safe and sound, his soul power was exhausted. At this moment, if the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur was allowed to be suppressed like this, I am afraid that everyone would turn into a ball of meat sauce.

Zhen Ni took a breath of turbid air with difficulty, her slender hands as thin as jade changed and danced hard, and her whole body was running, and the thick energy surged out through her fingertips. Suddenly, the air suddenly fluctuated, and countless vines suddenly appeared on the slowly sinking blood dragon battle halberd's handle about a few meters long.

The vines lingered upwards and extended rapidly, absorbing blood and energy into nutrients. The green leaves seemed to be reborn after the rain, instantly covering the entire Blood Dragon Battle Salute.

"Buzz!"

The Blood Dragon Battle Spear, bound by the green vine, made a series of rapid struggles, trying to get rid of this endless endless vitality.

"Bang! Bang!"

The vines are constantly shattered under the powerful energy of the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur, and then they are constantly reborn, repeating themselves and rebirth.

The confrontation between vitality and blood slowed down the pressure in the space, and everyone finally broke free from the pressure.

Xiao Zhan jumped up from the ground, stepped out with big strides, his fists clenched and his anger was nowhere to be released, and he turned into strength and poured into his right arm, and punched him up.

Although the blood dragon battle halberd's blood qi corrosive power is very strong, and although the powerful blood qi prevents the vines from persevering for too long, the color of the blood dragon battle halberd has dimmed after fighting with the vines.

"boom!"

The Blood Dragon Battle Sphur, which had just been able to replenish energy from the Blood Spirit Array, faced Xiao Zhan's heavy punch!

Then, the second punch!

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the air, and the roaring and barbaric force spread to the fist, punching one after another, like thousands of waves, and the mad domineering bombarded the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur with an unparalleled force.

"Woo--"

I don’t know how many fists Xiao Zhan had blown out until the edge of exhausting all his strength, a sound similar to resentment came from the Blood Dragon Battle Salute, and the huge halberd body finally broke out like a spider web, and it was about to die.

The centipede insect will die without being stagnant. Of course, the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur will not be willing to be destroyed. The fragments scattered on Xiao Zhan's body immediately emit a large amount of blood evil energy and retaliate.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The rich blood qi corrodes the surrounding air, like a flame igniting, making a "hissing" sound, but it stops in the roaring battle against the golden armor, and cannot make progress.

"Well!"

Xiao Zhan let out a muffled whine, he twisted his waist and raised his knees and squatted slightly, and his energy was transported from his toes to his thighs. He used the power of his waist to pass to his right arm, and then sent it to his last punch!

The boxing intention was straightforward and simple, and the Blood Dragon Battle Sphur finally could not withstand the last blow after a series of blows, shattered and scattered.

Xiao Zhan slowly closed his fists and landed beside everyone. A wisp of blood was overflowing from both sides of his mouth. He was obviously injured, but his face was shocked: "This blood spirit formation is indeed powerful. This victory was thanks to the eldest lady who took the lead."

"This flag is stronger than the one flag, but now it is only the fourth flag, which has already caused Xiao Zhan to be injured..." Xiao Yan sighed, his face still serious.

"The people who can break into this place are indeed not bad. Unfortunately, the Blood Spirit Array has a total of eighteen levels. As you said, it is now just the fourth flag. If your skills stop here, this scene can end!"

The words of the ancestor of the resentful spirit always sounded when everyone was most depressed, making people angry.

"Damn it! If you have sex, come out!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan being severely injured, Ziying couldn't help but shout angrily.

The true body of the ancestor of the resentful spirit was not seen, but he was trapped in the formation and could not enter or exit. This feeling of being completely free from force on the cotton was almost like a punch.

"Haha, challenge me, you are not qualified enough. Let's talk about my Eighteen Banners!"

The voice of the ancestor of the resentful spirit came from the blood, with a low voice and a very cold voice. Ziying's ridicule obviously did not cause any emotional fluctuations in him.

"To put it nicely, I just look like a turtle with a head-shrinking."

Seeing the 18 flags surging blood, they forced everyone to get closer and the space became smaller and smaller. Zhen Ni was anxious and joined Ziying's ranks and used a stimulus method to stimulate the ancestor of the resentful spirit.

Unfortunately, what responded to them was-

"The fifth flag moves, the blood axe asks the sky!"

The answer of the ancestor of the resentful spirit is concise and clear, and taking action is his only answer.

The blood rushes, and a sharp axe comes in the air, and the resentful spirit struggling in it can be seen vaguely on the axe.

The greatest energy of the resentful spirit comes from a breath of resentment after death. If the resentment is not dissolved, the resentment will not disperse. The source of activation of the blood spirit formation is to burn the resentment of the resentment, which turns into energy to condense the eighteen levels of flags, one after another.

When the first level collapses, the resentful spirits will merge into the formation again, and the resentment will be superimposed again, so one level is more terrifying than the next. If the formation is used to play the last eighteenth level of flag, I am afraid that even the Seven Star Doudi will hate it.

Now it is just the fifth flag. The axe light that was slashed from a distance made everyone's skin feel tingling. Not to mention the eighteenth flag, even the sixth, seventh, and eighth flags will not guarantee that they can survive smoothly.

Although they are all the best among their peers, they are not good at formations after all. When they are in the formation, they blinded their eyes like fog. They can only see blood rolling in front, back, left and right, resentful spirits raging, crying and whispering, and it is even more difficult to see the way ahead in confusion.
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