Seeing the blood cloud blown open by two big holes, Yuan Lintian glanced sideways and frowned slightly.
Turn the palm over and slowly turn it over again!
As his palms turned, there were only a few blood clouds left in the sky, and the blood qi was rolling, rustling, and making a thin sound.
From this ring-shaped broken cloud, more than a dozen scattered raindrops quietly fell.
The raindrops were as crystal clear as beads, dragging a slender trail of blood, like the spinning thread falling gently from the hands of E Niang in the workshop.
The raindrops falling from the sky hit the two people who could not move, and occasionally a few drops fell on their shoulders!
"Zi~" A burst of blood sprang up, and the rain pierced through the shoulders like a sharp arrow, pinning the two of them to the field!
"Ah~" Two screams echoed throughout the field!
There is not much blood rain, and there are still some sparse drops, but it is like flying needles dripping from the line.
In just a moment, their shoulders were densely pierced by bloody threads.
The red thread is like a curtain, and the bloody light is like mist. No matter how hard the two of them struggle, they can't move at all!
"The light of rice grains!" Yuan Lintian raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous sneer.
At this moment, the golden bell on the other side suddenly shook!
"when--!"
"when--!"
A melodious bell rang on the field!
The sound of the bell penetrated continuously into his heart. Bai Ling's mind became clear when he heard the sound. His soul, which had been shaken by the two long roars of the Mu Luan Blood Eagle, finally became much calmer.
As the bell rang, countless douda scripture characters rose into the sky, like pieces of golden square cloth, flying in all directions.
The scriptures were floating in the air, the bells were ringing melodiously, and the awe-inspiring righteousness was like a clear and cold breeze blowing by everyone's ears.
For a moment, the golden light in the cave was dazzling, and the blood was pale.
Hearing the solemn and majestic sound of the requiem bell, Liangchen's closed eyelids twitched, as if a sleeping person was awakened, and he opened his eyes with force.
As soon as he saw it, he saw an eight-winged monster in the formation, two blood cocoons beside it, a golden bell in the distance, and the dying Evil Infant Master on the ground!
Bai Ling hid in a corner, looking lost, but Yuan Lintian was nowhere to be found!
The night was guarding his side, and when he saw him waking up, he immediately grinned and howled.
Suddenly Liangchen's expression changed, as if he had seen something terrible!
"Why does that eight-winged monster feel familiar!"
He murmured and took a closer look. In addition to being twice as tall as this monster, its face was somewhat similar to Yuan Lintian!
"Did he have the inheritance of the Witch King!" Liangchen was shocked, but then he shook his head!
"wrong!"
At this time, the aura exuding from Yuan Lintian's body was not only filled with evil spirits, but also had a frightening dark aura. He did not look like someone who had inherited the Witch King's inheritance!
"Could it be that he was bewitched by the other three tribes?"
Liangchen guessed, sensing the terrifying dark aura on Lintian's body, and just about to use the Ice and Fire Nine Heavens Movement Technique to stay away from him, when suddenly his whole body's magic power stagnated, and the wings on his back swelled to the length of his arms before he slumped to stop changing.
"this...!?"
Only then did he remember that he was attacked by the black cloud. He quickly sensed the situation in his body, and his face turned white and blue. When he looked up again, there was a trace of astonishment on his face!
At this moment, in his Dantian, the golden Nascent Soul's eyes were tightly closed, his lips were purple, and from the left rib of his lower abdomen upwards to his shoulders, there was a thin line that was clearly distinguishable, half light gold and half pitch black!
Except for the head and one arm, the whole body of Nascent Soul is still golden, while other parts have become dull and lifeless, like burnt wood!
Under the black skin, there seemed to be a group of small black insects squirming among them, and with the squirming, the black line surged upward like a wave.
There is a bat mark between the eyebrows of Nascent Soul, which is glowing with faint light, covering the entire Nascent Soul, resisting the spread of black lines.
"What... is this?" Liangchen's heart suddenly sank when he saw Yuanying in such a strange look.
He wanted to carefully sense the condition of Yuanying, but as soon as his spiritual thoughts touched the black part of Yuanying, it disappeared instantly, as if it was being swallowed.
"Could this black light be the dark cloud just now?" Liangchen had no choice but to give up when he saw this. He lowered his head and found that the ice armor on his body was still intact, but the inner layer of colorful clothes was full of black holes and all the spiritual energy had been lost. It had become a piece of waste.
"The black cloud should be some kind of Gu technique. It entered the body and directly attacked Nascent Soul, but was blocked by the mysterious fire bat."
"If it weren't for this fire bat, I'm afraid it would have died here! But even so, with Nascent Soul in such a state, it's going to be a disaster!" Liangchen was guessing the reason, when suddenly there was another loud noise on the field!
There was a loud noise from the golden bell, and a man in white robe jumped out!
The man in white robes has a powerful aura, one eye is scarlet, and the other is gray, which is disgusting to look at.
The few remaining clouds in the sky were also blown away by the rune wind emanating from the golden bell. As the blood clouds disappeared, the blood rain and blood lines gradually dispersed and disappeared.
The secret technique was broken, and Mu Luan Blood Eagle regained his freedom, but the two of them remained motionless, their expressions as unpredictable and colorful as the faces of opera singers. The next moment, the two of them suddenly started shaking their heads one after the other.
After a few breaths, when the two of them raised their heads again, they seemed to be completely different people.
"Why are we here?" Blood Eagle asked in surprise. At this time, his voice had returned to its previous tone.
He looked around and saw that the dense blood holes on his shoulders were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his expression was even more surprised. Suddenly he found Master Evil Infant in the corner, and he arrived in front of Evil Infant in a flash, "What happened just now? Who hurt you like this!"
"What happened?" Mu Luan next to him had also woken up. He looked at the eight-winged demon with a frightening aura in confusion and immediately retreated towards King Zhi.
As soon as Mu Luancai raised his feet, he was at King Zhi's side in an instant.
"How did I change my speed so fast!" Mu Luan looked at his hands and feet in disbelief, "Haha! Could it be that I have inherited the Witch King's inheritance?"
"This is not the inheritance of the Witch King at all!" King Zhi stared at Yuan Lintian in the field with his half-red and half-white eyes, and replied in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" Mu Luan felt the infinite power in his body and couldn't believe it.
"But this is also the inheritance of the Witch King!" King Zhi said again.
"What!?"
Such a contradictory and confusing answer made Mu Luan even more confused.
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