"ah!!!"
A painful scream came from the blood mist.
After Bai Hao's consciousness was penetrated, he immediately shrank into a ball and snatched it deep into the blood mist. The small sword of consciousness followed closely and slashed the consciousness with another sword.
Bai Hao's screams became more and more shrill, but his consciousness was much tougher than Mu Qing expected, and he hadn't collapsed even after this.
After being affected by him, the blood mist churned extremely violently, making a thumping sound when it hit the stone wall.
Mu Qing's face became more and more serious, and he controlled the small sword of consciousness to continue rushing towards Bai Hao's consciousness.
Bai Hao's consciousness was being worn away bit by bit, and his mind was slowly becoming fragmented. He roared angrily, remembering the warning just now, and immediately shouted angrily: "You were the one who killed him!"
Mu Qing's eyes remained motionless, and the little sword of consciousness did not stop at all. But just when the little sword of consciousness was about to penetrate the light group where Bai Hao's consciousness was again, another weak white light group suddenly blocked the front.
"puff."
Just like a candle flame extinguished, the light group representing Geshan's consciousness collapsed instantly.
The small sword of consciousness penetrated the white light group and continued to move forward, but Bai Hao dodged it.
Without any hesitation, he gathered blood mist and turned it into a bloody spear, shooting towards Huaifenghua with a whoosh.
Perhaps it was the fear of death that inspired Bai Hao's greatest potential. His attack contained a lot of Shura power, and its power had reached an extraordinary peak.
Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat. He was not the only one in the world who could burst out with powerful strength in desperate situations. He groaned, his face instantly turned pale, and a pair of wings appeared behind his back. With a slight tremor, he Chased him.
In this extremely brief moment, the small sword of spiritual consciousness was still chasing Bai Hao's consciousness in the blood mist. Mu Qing rushed directly into the blood mist and then surpassed the blood mist, but the long spear was also extremely fast, and in the end At that moment, Mu Qing's forward finger had already touched the tail of the gun, but it was still too late to stop the spear from hitting Huaifenghua's face.
"Hahaha."
Bai Hao's wild laughter resounded throughout the passage.
His attack was far from reaching the peak level, but Huaifenghua was not Mu Qing, but at a normal early stage of transcendence, how could he withstand this attack?
"boom--"
When the voice sounded, Bai Hao didn't hesitate at all. He gathered up the remaining blood and rushed towards the direction Mu Qing came from, but the next moment, he suddenly froze: "Huh?"
He looked behind him uncontrollably.
The spear had disintegrated, but Huaifenghua was intact and protected by Mu Qing.
Mu Qing frowned and looked behind him, somewhat surprised.
This scene also surprised Bai Hao, who looked over uncontrollably.
A figure knelt on one knee, with one hand on the ground, and the other bloody arm holding a black spear.
"Cough, cough."
With a short cough, he supported his body with his gun and stood up slowly. He slowly raised his head, and it turned out to be Dugu Wei!
"Damn it!"
Bai Hao cursed angrily, the surprise in his heart was gone, replaced by an unpleasant feeling coming like a wave.
His speed instantly increased to the limit and he rushed towards the entrance of the passage.
Mu Qing lowered his head and was about to speak when Huaifenghua placed her palm on his arm with a slight force: "Go!"
"Yeah. Leave the rest to me."
The small sword of consciousness is still in the blood mist, and Mu Qing has not lost Bai Hao's position for the time being.
Mu Qing rushed out of the passage, and Dugu Wei slowly walked over. Huaifenghua listened to the heavy footsteps behind her and sighed softly: "Thank you, you saved my life."
Dugu Wei's voice was a little low, "Everyone wants to get rid of Bai Hao, you don't need to thank me."
Huaifenghua rushed out and said, "Murong Yin and the others have already arrived, you probably don't know."
In the darkness, Dugu Wei paused for a moment and said, "If you are about to thank me, then be nice to her in the future."
Huaifenghua naturally knew who Duguwei was talking about. She raised her eyebrows and looked back before she could speak. Duguwei had already passed by her with a gun, "Leave killings to us."
Huaifenghua raised his brows, hummed softly, and followed Dugu Wei. As soon as the two of them rushed out of the passage, an angry shout instantly attracted their attention.
At the bottom of the dark pit, all the blood that had not dissipated in mid-air fell.
In the endless churning blood mist, two sword shadows shuttled quickly, and from time to time, a sharp curse would be heard.
Bai Hao has regrouped his figure, rushing left and right with the blood mist. Every time he is about to rush into the underground space, there is a whistling sword shadow waiting in front of him.
As a result, the bottom of the pit seemed very lively, and his extremely vicious curses could be heard from time to time in the blood mist.
Mu Qing was suspended above the blood mist. He looked down at the churning blood mist, listened to Bai Hao's scolding, and became truly calm.
Now the situation has gradually become clearer. After being attacked by Huai Fenghua, Bai Hao no longer dared to run away like before. The blood energy staying in the air should actually be a burden, but Bai Hao regarded it as the last barrier.
I'm afraid that Bai Hao at this moment has no time to think about when the arrogant him in the past became so embarrassed that he is now trapped in the blood mist, as if his way of survival is cut off, and he can only rely on constant roaring. Howling wild dogs.
"boom."
The Demon-Suppressing Sword was inserted into Bai Hao's body. After Bai Hao's body collapsed, a golden sword shadow roared towards him, scaring him so much that he quickly gathered his body again.
Mu Qing is now truly using a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, he uses the small sword of spiritual consciousness to continue to wear away Bai Hao's consciousness, and on the other hand, he uses the demon-suppressing sword to attack Bai Hao's condensed body to provide him with more blood.
Bai Hao's condensed body was less than two feet tall, but most of his body was covered by cyan karma fire.
The two ghostly fires in his eye sockets were swaying endlessly. If the rays were slender flying swords, then the sight he shot at Mu Qing through the blood mist might have cut Mu Qing's body into powder.
"Mu Qing!!!"
A small golden sword suddenly appeared behind Bai Hao's head, penetrated the back of his head, and came out from between his eyebrows. Bai Hao's consciousness was once again drained a little, and the karma on his body instantly spread to his neck.
Bai Hao's roar was still full of resentment, but there was a little more fear and uneasiness.
He had been afraid for a long time, but this was the first time he showed it in front of Mu Qing.
Mu Qing's eyes were bright, and he was even more comfortable controlling the two swords.
The karma fire in Bai Hao's eyes suddenly condensed into a point, and he roared out of the blood mist, flying up to Mu Qing's level.
"I thought you wouldn't dare to break out of the blood mist until you die."
Mu Qing's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, green light flowing around his body, he said calmly.
Bai Hao's face kept changing, sometimes resentful and sometimes frightened. Puffs of green karma shot out from his cracked flesh, and as he shook, he seemed to reveal a series of cold and pale faces.
They are the manifestation of the karmic killing karma, and they are swallowing up Bai Hao bit by bit.
Bai Hao shook his body, gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Qing.
Mu Qing was not going to listen to any more nonsense from him. He adjusted his flying sword and was about to attack again.
Bai Hao glanced at his feet. The blood energy shrank instantly and blocked him. He no longer wasted time and said, "Let me go!"
Mu Qing frowned and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"Please let me go!"
Bai Hao flew forward for a certain distance. The expression on his face was very calm. Perhaps only the blood and karma flying freely could know his true emotions.
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