"Boom!"
Amidst the roaring sound, Bai Hao's body exploded. His body was divided into blood clots of different sizes. The blood that filled the air collided with the rising fireworks, and it was like a cloud exploding in front of Mu Qing. bloody fireworks.
A huge shock wave faced him, and Mu Qing was directly thrown away.
He was extremely vigilant when Bai Hao pounced on him, but he still didn't expect Bai Hao to be so ruthless. Seeing the blood energy that quickly dispersed, Mu Qing retreated directly to the entrance of the cave. He held the sword in both hands and pointed at With the first slash, a burst of crimson sword energy roared out, forcibly splitting apart the mass of blood energy that had rushed towards him.
But Bai Hao scattered too much blood energy after his self-destruction. After Mu Qing split several strands of blood energy in a row, he quickly used the Demon Suppressing Sword to absorb the increasingly rich blood energy.
After just a few breaths, the Demon-Suppressing Sword began to tremble violently, and the word "Demon" on the sword scattered bloody ripples, accompanied by a harsh sword cry.
Mu Qing tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands. He, who was connected to the sword, felt a strong repulsion. A stream of filthy blood rushed into his body through the Demon Suppressing Sword without even having time to be refined.
The blood energy contained in the Demon Suppressing Sword has reached its limit. Seeing another group of blood energy roaring towards him, Mu Qing groaned, raised the long sword high, and wielded a sword energy.
After the sword energy hit the blood energy, it immediately dispersed into a scarlet vortex, blocking the blood energy again.
After the strands of mixed blood energy were shattered by the whirlpool, they entered Mu Qing's body directly.
The skin of his arm split immediately, and wisps of scarlet blood energy could be felt in the bulging meridians, as if they would explode in the next moment because they could not bear it anymore.
Mu Qing looked forward with a sullen face.
The blood energy that spread out like fireworks was not really disordered like fireworks. It was churning up and down, almost rushing straight at them.
However, after being blocked by him one after another just a stone's throw away from the exit, his speed and power were significantly reduced.
In that cloud of blood mist, a deeply hidden consciousness looked towards Mu Qing. Mu Qing vaguely caught it, without a trace of hesitation, he flipped his wrist and shot a sword energy.
This sword energy was very solid, looking extremely scarlet, and rushed into the blood mist in the blink of an eye.
A cold snort immediately came from the blood mist: "Even if you are a Muyuan body, you can't bear so much mixed blood. If you stop in front of me again, I won't mind refining your flesh and blood on the spot!"
Mu Qing's gaze shot to somewhere in the blood mist, and a sword energy followed him. Bai Hao grunted, not daring to show weakness after being angered, and once again mobilized balls of blood energy to rush towards the entrance of the cave.
Mu Qing exhaled heavily and did not take a step away. He first consumed part of the blood energy that rushed towards him with his sword energy, and then absorbed it into his body.
The situation was very anxious, but Mu Qing did not lose his sense of proportion.
As long as Bai Hao's consciousness is erased first, the power of blood will be consumed or absorbed and refined, which can be solved slowly.
It's a pity that Bai Hao obviously no longer gives him the same opportunity as before. After reshaping his body through suspended animation, his consciousness has already become extremely special.
He hid in the blood and stopped looking at Mu Qing. Mu Qing soon lost his position.
After half a stick of incense, Mu Qing's shoulders began to tremble. His arms had already become bloody and bloody. There was more and more mixed blood in his body. The speed of refining with the method of food intake could not keep up with the speed of absorption. .
However, Bai Hao's condition was not much better. The blood mist originally formed after his self-destruction was reduced by at least half, and he shrank back again, no longer rushing towards the hole.
A touch of fear filled the air from the blood mist.
No matter how ruthless and decisive he said before, and how resigned he was to death, when his blood energy gradually decreased and changes became apparent, Bai Hao once again felt the approach of death, this time it was a complete death.
But if he dares to do this, it is naturally not his final trump card.
"Ho, ho..."
Eroded by the mixed blood, scarlet streaks spread from Mu Qing's arms to his body, and gradually climbed up Mu Qing's face. Mu Qing gritted his teeth, his eyes were sometimes sober and firm, sometimes confused and violent, and there was a sound in his throat. There were bursts of unintelligible roars, like growling or panting.
If his sea of consciousness had not already been "destroyed" by Meng Zhang and felt the influence of the Shura field, Mu Qing might have fallen into endless violence.
Bai Hao, who was in the blood mist, carefully observed Mu Qing's condition. When he was sure that Mu Qing had reached the limit and had no time to look around anymore, he rushed towards Mu Qing with all his blood.
Bai Hao always believes that opportunities are created by himself. If Mu Qing's arrogance capsizes the ship, he doesn't mind occupying Mu Qing's body.
Thinking of this, the blood mist started to boil.
Mu Qing had been waiting for Bai Hao's full blow. He shouted loudly, took out a sword flower in his hand, and took a heavy step forward.
"laugh--"
A dazzling sword energy was like a hot rock flow, instantly separating the blood mist.
Mu Qing's eyes were as bright as stars. As he looked in a certain direction, a purple thunder as thick as an arm struck directly.
"Well."
A dull groan of pain came from the blood mist.
Mu Qing will not only use the power of Shura to resist the power of Shura, but among the secret techniques of hitting that he has learned, "Shouting Thunder and Making Sound" is obviously the best attack method to erase consciousness.
Bai Hao didn't expect Mu Qing to keep this grenade until now. He couldn't avoid it and was directly injured at the source. He roared repeatedly: "Go to hell!"
The blood mist that was split into two pieces by the sword energy suddenly collapsed into two bloody spears and blasted straight towards Mu Qing.
Mu Qing frowned and carefully distinguished the differences between the two spears. The Demon Suppressing Sword came out of his hand, and the inscription on the sword burst out with a dazzling light, directly colliding with one of the spears.
"Boom."
In the huge shock wave, blood energy and sword energy were intertwined and flying, and even the fireworks were suppressed.
A cyan shadow suddenly flew out from the shock wave and attached to another spear. If you looked at it in a daze, you would think it was cyan fireworks.
Mu Qing knew clearly in his heart that he was about to rush forward, but was held tightly in place by a pair of hands coming from behind.
Ge Shan, who was still sitting quietly at the entrance of the cave, suddenly rushed behind Mu Qing and tried his best to keep Mu Qing for a moment.
"Ha ha!"
Bai Hao's laughter was full of the joy of being superior to others. The spear attached to his consciousness trembled slightly and whizzed towards Mu Qing's face.
Bloody light filled Mu Qing's eyes, illuminating the determination on his face and the struggle in Geshan's eyes behind him.
Life and death seem to be only the next moment.
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