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- "Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, let's see where you can run!" The white-haired old ghost laughed loudly, lightly flapped his star wings, and looked down at the panting Ren Xiaoyao.
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao was described as extremely embarrassed. His clothes were in tatters and he was almost naked. His breath was undulating violently. There were many bloody Daozi on his body, and his well-organized muscles were all bruised and bruised.
Behind Ren Xiaoyao, there is a cliff as high as a thousand feet - this is already a side of the Star Beast Valley. Not to mention Ren Xiaoyao, even apes cannot climb up this cliff.
The white-haired old ghost was in a very comfortable mood, looking at Ren Xiaoyao as if he were looking at a dead person. In his opinion, Ren Xiaoyao has become a "turtle in a urn" and there is no possibility of escape. Judging from the situation just now, although Ren Xiaoyao is faster and moves very coquettishly, his strength is still a little bit behind after all. When faced with his attack, he is completely unable to resist.
"Hmph, Ren Xiaoyao, aren't you very good at running? Aren't you going to fight me head-on? Come on! Hahaha" The white-haired old ghost shouted excitedly, also seeking revenge for what he had just done¡ª¡ª -During the previous chase, Ren Xiaoyao kept swearing and swearing, scolding him in different ways, almost scolding his ancestors for eighteen generations. Now that Ren Xiaoyao was finally blocked, he naturally wanted to make money back with words.
The white-haired old ghost kept shouting, hoping to see anger, panic and fear on Ren Xiaoyao's face. It would be even better if Ren Xiaoyao could be made to kneel down and beg for mercy!
But Ren Xiaoyao disappointed him.
On Ren Xiaoyao's face, instead of showing any expression of worry or fear, he looked indifferent and looked up at the white-haired old ghost very relaxedly.
There was even a hint of a smile on the corner of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth - a smile that seemed to be teasing!
After a long time, Ren Xiaoyao shook his head lightly and sighed softly: "What an idiot."
Seeing Ren Xiaoyao¡¯s expression and hearing Ren Xiaoyao¡¯s words, the white-haired old ghost became even more angry.
"Who are you scolding, kid? You are about to die, but you still dare to be disrespectful to me!"
"well."
Ren Xiaoyao sighed again, the smile on his lips not diminishing.
The white-haired old ghost muttered in his heart: "Is it possible that this kid really has some back-up, so he is so relaxed? But that's not right. If he had a back-up, why didn't he use it before and was chased and beaten to pieces by me? Humph? , this kid is so scheming, he must be bluffing!"
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said: "Humph, stop bluffing, you are in a desperate situation, and your only choice is to die today! If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I can consider giving you a good time. Otherwise, I will If you want to make your life worse than death, try my torture methods!"
Ren Xiaoyao ignored him completely, but took a leisurely step back. He just strolled around like this, as if the other party didn't exist at all.
"Seeking death!"
The white-haired old ghost was completely angry.
He no longer thinks about making Ren Xiaoyao surrender and beg for mercy, he only wants to kill Ren Xiaoyao!
Flying high in the air, he flapped the star wings hard, and two golden lights shot out from under the wings like sharp blades, heading straight towards Ren Xiaoyao!
The golden light was unstoppable, roaring and tearing apart the air, threatening to engulf Ren Xiaoyao.
The majestic pressure makes people breathless!
Ren Xiaoyao was not in a hurry, and just murmured: "Xiaohu, I leave it to you. Don't waste it, just use a small mouthful of blood essence."
As soon as Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, a small snow-white figure flew out of his arms, it was Xiaohu.
Facing the golden light falling from the sky, Xiaohu shook his naive tiger head, opened his mouth and spit out a small mouthful of blood mist. This mouthful of blood mist was much less than the last time I dealt with Elder Qiu, only about one-third of that time. After the blood mist was sprayed out, it immediately condensed into a bloody virtual image of the little beast.
The virtual image of the little beast looks very similar to the little tiger, except that there is a pair of white wings on the back of the virtual image, which adds a lot of mystery. Moreover, this virtual image is very domineering in appearance and momentum, far surpassing the real Xiaohu.
Since the little tiger spewed less essence and blood this time, the color of the virtual image was much lighter. Correspondingly, Xiaohu only became slightly depressed and did not fall asleep like last time.
Ren Xiaoyao lovingly held the little tiger in his arms, and with a thought, he took it into the Holy King's space so that it could rest in peace.
And above his head, the majestic little tiger virtual image began to show its power:
"Xia Hu!"
A roar, although the sound is childish, but there is no trace of anger at all.The little tiger's cute breasts are full of majesty - the majesty of the beast king!
Under this roar, the virtual image of the little tiger turned into a phantom, flew upwards, and rushed directly towards the two golden lights.
Boom, boom!
There were two explosions in a row, and two rays of golden light fell on the virtual image, but they did not damage the virtual image at all, only making it slightly fainter. The faded virtual image continued to fly upwards. Although the white wings behind it were small, they were extremely fast, just like light and shadow!
In the sky above, the white-haired old ghost exclaimed: "My natal essence and blood is actually the bloodline of the Beast King!"
While he was exclaiming, the phantom of the little tiger was already in front of him, biting his throat. Naturally, he would not sit still and wait for death. He quickly raised his fists and continuously waved golden swords to attack the virtual image!
In the sky, light and shadow intertwined, roaring continuously, like lightning and thunder.
With a "bang" sound, the white-haired old ghost and the virtual image of the little tiger collided violently. In an instant, the white-haired old ghost was blasted into the sky, and at the same time he covered his chest in pain, while the little tiger virtual image turned his body, and then used his wings to stabilize his body!
"Obviously, Xiaohu's virtual image is powerful and is stronger than his opponent. It's just that this virtual image doesn't last well. After this battle, it has faded by half.
The white-haired old ghost in the sky gritted his teeth angrily: "You must be proud of yourself, kid. After all, this is just an illusory image transformed by the essence and blood of the Beast King, not the Beast King himself. When I destroy this illusory image, you will die!"
As he spoke, he frantically bombarded the virtual image again, trying to destroy it as soon as possible.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said: "You still don't believe me when I say you are stupid. Since you like to fight virtual images so much, then just slowly destroy them here. I will go back and kill another idiot first, and I will deal with you when I come back!"
As he spoke, he quickly unfolded his figure and returned the same way.
After hearing Ren Xiaoyao¡¯s words, the white-haired old ghost trembled and finally realized everything:
Ren Xiaoyao deliberately lured him out in order to separate him from another Blood Battle Hall elder!
You can imagine the battle situation on the other side: the elder of the Blood Battle Hall has to face Shi Xiaotian and Qing Ling's master alone, one against two, and the two enemies are stronger than him, so they must be unmatched. . Ren Xiaoyao was walking around in the valley and had been delayed for more than ten minutes. In these ten minutes, the elder of the Blood Battle Hall was probably in danger!
The white-haired old ghost felt a pain in his heart: "No wonder this kid obviously has a trump card, but he still doesn't use it. It turns out that he was just playing tricks on me from beginning to end, delaying time!"
"AhRen Xiaoyao, I'm going to kill you!"
The white-haired old ghost looked up to the sky and screamed. Seeing Ren Xiaoyao gradually disappearing, but he was entangled in the virtual image of the little beast in front of him, he felt extremely sad and angry.
He hit his chest desperately, and with a "boom" sound, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood. In the middle of the blood, there was a round blood-colored bead, which was his blood bead!
The color of the blood beads is translucent, scarlet and strange, and contains a large amount of pure energy.
The white-haired old ghost has the strength of the Star Transformation Realm, and the Blood Transformation Beads he produces are naturally a hundred times stronger than those of the Blood Battle Hall disciples.
Inspired by the blood beads, the white-haired old ghost's strength almost doubled, and his whole person was shrouded in golden light and blood mist. At this moment, the resentment in his heart has reached an extreme level - he knows that the other companion may be in danger, and he may not be able to escape the murderous hand if he is alone!
?????????? Today, no matter what happens, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m going to die
"If that's the case, then I'll use you as my support!"
Thinking like this, the white-haired old ghost lost any scruples and fully showed his desperate posture. First, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with the majestic star power, which passed through the blood beads and blasted towards the little beast's phantom!
Boom
With a loud explosion, the little beast's phantom was completely covered, and its already extremely weak body quickly melted and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After the little tiger's illusion was shattered, the white-haired old ghost didn't stop for a moment, flapping his star wings and flying toward Ren Xiaoyao.
At this moment, there was a distance of several hundred meters between him and Ren Xiaoyao, but with the white-haired old ghost's powerful dive speed, the distance was shortened to a hundred meters in just a few breaths!
"Suffer death!"
The white-haired old ghost shouted loudly and struck out with a palm.
But this palm is not a simple attack. I saw that the blood-transforming bead was still wrapped in the golden star power!
"Explode!"
The white-haired old ghost shouted.
A ferocious smile appeared on his face,At this time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Facing Ren Xiaoyao, whose strength was far lower than his own, he actually chose to self-destruct into blood beads!
You must know that this blood-transforming bead is a treasure that every disciple of the Blood War Hall has sacrificed since childhood. It can be said to be as important as life! The white-haired old ghost chose to explode himself into blood beads, which shows how resentful he is towards Ren Xiaoyao. In order to kill Ren Xiaoyao, he has even resorted to self-mutilation.
The blood beads were trembling violently as they flew toward Ren Xiaoyao. The violent and pure energy surged out from it, making Ren Xiaoyao feel unparalleled pressure and found it difficult to move forward.
Under the pressure of the self-destruction of the blood bead, Ren Xiaoyao was unable to move and could not escape!
"Buzz"
The blood beads began to spray out streaks of blood, like a giant killing sword, shooting in all directions.
Looking at it, Ren Xiaoyao was about to be pierced by one of the bloody lights!
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao's chest suddenly lit up, and white light spread out. At the same time, Ren Xiaoyao felt the excitement coming from the Holy King's heart - it was about to devour him!
The streaks of blood, like rivers flowing into the sea, quickly flowed towards Ren Xiaoyao, and then merged into the heart of the Holy King. Those extremely pure energies were not wasted at all, they all became the tonic for the Holy King¡¯s heart!
In mid-air, the white-haired old ghost's eyes widened, almost popping out of his head.
He couldn¡¯t believe his eyes: that was the blood-transforming bead he had been practicing for decades, and it was swallowed up so silently!
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