doitstory Chapter 296 Poisonous Insects and Traps
Chapter 296 Poisonous Insects and Traps
Chapter 296 Poisonous Insects and Traps
The sea of blood is boundless, and the blood cauldron is unparalleled.
Waves of blood kept hitting the true immortal cultivators one after another, and the blood cauldron was rampaging in it, making them extremely afraid.
The blood tripod is tough and has a strong defense.
For the powerful attacks of those leaders, the devil directly hit the blood cauldron without worrying that the blood cauldron would be damaged at all.
All the true immortals have already taken out their weapons and magic weapons and used their strongest means.
The place where they fought was so dark that it looked like it was covered with a veil, and everything was gray.
"These cultivators are too strong, right? How can there be such a terrible human being in the world?"
An old senior in the Wumen League was filled with emotion. If he hadn't witnessed this battle with his own eyes, he would not have been able to imagine the terrifying power of the real immortal.
"The religion of blood righteousness must be destroyed, or the world will be destroyed sooner or later!"
Another said, seeing that the Demon Lord is so strong, he worried that he would destroy the whole world.
"Break the defensive array first!"
I don't know which leader gave the order, and all the real immortals immediately turned their heads and attacked the defensive cover outside the Xueyi Cult together.
The demon lord immediately gathered endless blood to cover the defensive cover, and the blood cauldron tried to interfere with the unity of the people as much as possible.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
All kinds of spells fell into the sea of blood, and a large amount of blood evaporated abruptly.
Although there are demon lords and blood cauldrons interfering, after all, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and many attacks still fall on the sea of blood.
The real immortal cultivator desperately cast spells as if he didn't want money. The demon master counterattacked and interfered at first, but now he can only take back the blood tripod and defend with him.
However, this method will not work, blocking all the attacks will only drag the devil down, and he will be consumed by everyone if he continues like this.
The demon lord abandoned the defensive cover again, and tried to kill the real immortal cultivators as much as possible.
"careful!"
Because the demon lord suddenly abandoned the defensive cover, all the real immortals didn't react, and the demon lord touched them.
"boom"!
The hundred-foot-large blood cauldron fell on several cultivators, and suddenly they could only resist with all their might.
"puff!"
The three cultivators vomited blood, and they retreated with the strength of the blood cauldron, barely saving their lives.
But the cultivator at the front was unlucky, he had no time to defend and retreat, and was directly hit by the blood cauldron, splitting his body and killing him instantly.
"Damn!"
Before people had time to feel sorry for this true immortal, the demon master killed another cultivator on the other side.
With a wave of his hand, a [-]-meter-long misty demonic hand manifested, cutting a cultivator into three pieces and tearing his soul apart.
After the war until now, there are finally casualties!
"boom"!
A flaming blade pierced the blue sky and slashed at the demon lord. The demon lord raised his eyes coldly, and the blade flashed only his afterimage.
This terrifyingly powerful Dao Mang Wang Long is very familiar, having been used by the Holy Son of the Lie Dao Sect before.
It's just that it's much worse than the current one, just like a loach is better than a giant dragon.
Without thinking about it, it was known that it was the master of Lie Dao Sect who made the shot. He was burning with pure flames all over his body, and his aura was extremely powerful.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
He stabbed the demon master one after another.
Gong Dongqi, the holy son of Lie Daomen, was suspected to have died at the hands of Mo Tu, and he wanted to avenge him.
And the last time the demon lord ran to his Lie Dao gate and asked him to bow his head and apologize, the demon lord had to return this matter.
"Boom"!
The demon master fought back, and every time he waved his hand, the giant hand of the sky demon manifested, and he could easily destroy the sword light of the master of the Lie Dao sect.
The other two leaders came to the head of Lie Daomen and joined him to deal with the devil.
The other true immortals took advantage of this opportunity to desperately attack the defensive formation, and the sea of blood covering it couldn't stop it.
Finally, under the relentless attack of all the true immortals, a crack appeared in the defensive cover, and then it shattered.
"The defensive array is broken! Let's attack!"
The army of Wangwangqi cultivators who had been waiting for a long time began to rush towards the Xueyijiao. They shouted loudly and powerfully.
"Kill! To avenge the dead brothers and sisters!"
The disciples of Baichen Sect beside Wang Long were fearless, shouting and following the Daoist cultivator in front to attack.
"Revenge for Junior Sister Qingyi!"
This sentence is different from theirs, a little choked up.
Wang Long turned his head to look at the cultivator, his eyes were moist and his expression was ferocious and painful. He must have a deep relationship with this Junior Sister Qingyi.
"Demon Lord, we are here to help you!"
Now that the formation was broken, the three true immortals of the Xueyi Sect rushed out.
They came to the demon lord and fought against the practitioners together with him.
The demon lord and the true immortals of various sects had a tacit understanding, and they flew to the other side while fighting, leaving this place for those who asked about hopeful qi cultivation.
Otherwise, whether it's the devil master or the heads of those sects, if anyone pulls out, they can easily kill Wang Long and the others.
Seeing the sea of blood flowing into the distance, Wang Long heaved a sigh of relief, and the feeling of depression in his heart eased a lot.
However, it was only just relaxing when the cultivator flying in the front discovered the situation.
"Everyone be careful! There are poisonous insects!"
Wang Long frowned suddenly, and he sensed that there were some small things in front of him.
"call!"
The Taoist cultivator who flew in the front breathed flames to burn the poisonous insects, and soon wisps of green smoke could be seen floating in the flames.
"All Wangqi disciples use their spiritual power to protect themselves, these green smokes are poisonous!" the cultivator said again.
The Wangqi cultivators were all extremely nervous, and immediately covered their whole bodies with spiritual power.
Similarly, Wang Lung also protected himself.
As he got closer to the Blood Yijiao, Wang Long sensed more and more poisonous insects coming.
You can even see the poisonous insects like sand and stone mosquitoes with the naked eye.
The poisonous insects are overwhelming, which may not affect Wang Long, but it is very troublesome to those hopeful practitioners.
He released the spiritual fire to kill as many poisonous insects as possible.
After the poisonous insects died, they turned into poisonous smoke. The more poisonous insects Wang Long and his men killed, the thicker the poisonous smoke.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Many hopeless qi practitioners with poor strength began to cough. Although they used their spiritual power to protect themselves, they still couldn't stop the poisonous smoke from eroding.
"Come to me!"
A late-stage cultivator used spiritual power to push away the poisonous smoke, forming a vacuum around him.
Those hopeless practitioners who couldn't bear it hurriedly moved closer to him, seeking his protection.
In addition to Wang Long's side, other sects also encountered various attacks.
"When the scuffle starts, we have no time to take care of others. Take care of yourselves."
The Baichen cultivator who led Wang Long and the others here said something to Wang Long and the others, and then flew away from them.
Wang Long looked at the veterans of the Wumeng around him, thinking that he would be by their side later and protect them as much as possible.
To be honest, Wang Long is ready to paddle this time, and he has a clear understanding of himself.
Even though he is the protagonist, he is still very weak. This time, he will mainly focus on those sects to deal with the Blood Sect.
He asked the little shrimp in the mid-term, what kind of waves can he make in it?
It would be more meaningful to protect the seniors around me.
"Oh? Why do you suddenly know yourself so clearly?" Su Yue teased.
"I'm too lazy to talk to you, don't distract me by talking." Wang Long replied.
"What are you afraid of? You've already decided to paddle. Will I put you in some danger if I talk about it?" Su Yue didn't care.
"Do you think we can win this time?" Wang Long asked.
"How do I know this? What if those true immortal cultivators have a brain twitch and collectively surrender? Or the demon lord can't think about it and just commit suicide." Su Yue answered him like this.
Wang Long was speechless, he was too lazy to talk to Su Yue, now he was very close to the Xueyi Sect, and he could see houses and palaces inside.
At this moment, iron thorns and sharp arrows shot out from the ground under Wang Long and the others, densely packed like a shower.
(End of this chapter)