"Damn, Chu Linguang, this seat will kill you, smash you into ten thousand pieces, pull your soul away, and imprison you under the lighthouse of the blood pond, so that you will live forever, tempered by the blood lamp, and it will be difficult for you to survive!"
The blood boy's voice spread throughout the magic pond.
Obviously angry and anxious.
The body was cut in half by Chu Linguang with a sword.
Not only was it a shameful shame, it was also a serious injury.
Although the blood mist is permeated, wrapping the two fleshy bodies at this moment seems to be able to heal and reorganize, but it also seems to require a lot of effort.
It made him extremely angry.
Chu Linguang did not respond.
A pair of golden eyes erupted completely, and the raging flame burned deep in the eyeballs. The blood mist in front of him could still block Chu Linguang's vision. Slowly, under the eyes of this layer of fire, the blood mist seemed to fade.
Finally, Chu Linguang locked the blood boy's position.
Right above the magic pond.
The two halves of the blood boy were being reorganized under the nourishment of the power of the blood mist.
Compared to other pharaohs in the Black Court, who were severely injured, they needed to return to the blood pool as soon as possible to save their lives. It seemed that the blood boy could set up a blood pool on the spot to bathe himself in the blood pool and repair his injuries.
At the same time, the blood mist in the sky also possesses powerful swallowing and defensive powers.
Ordinary sword qi means are difficult to break.
Ordinary people rushed in and were refined by the blood pool, draining the blood from their bodies, making this layer of blood fog stronger.
Unfortunately, who is Chu Linguang.
It is a land god.
It's Yan Luo Guichai.
It is even the strongest in the air and bright realm.
The blood mist didn't hurt him much.
Coupled with the use of the empty and bright realm, the body fades, as if in another world, the damage of the blood mist is instantly cleared.
So after locking the blood boy's position.
Chu Linguang's body faded again.
Directly into the blood mist.
A sword was slashed, the flesh and blood was reorganizing, and even the blood boy who was about to heal.
This time, Chu Linguang cut diagonally down.
The blood boy, who was about to be healed, could be broken into four pieces, making the injury worse.
"Puff!"
This sword also did not miss.
The power of the empty and bright realm is far beyond the imagination of the blood boy.
In addition, the blood boy's greatest reliance at the moment was the endless blood fog. He thought that Chu Linguang would definitely not be able to find his body in a short time. If he wanted to, with his fiery eyes and golden eyes, Chu Linguang instantly locked him in.
It also relies on the empty and bright realm.
Entering into the blood mist easily and unmistakably, once again slashed him with one sword.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
The blood boy screamed.
The voice was stern, like a cat crying in spring, very scary, cold and terrifying.
The blood pool above, boiling fiercely.
The blood mist even had to converge with the magical energy of the Demon Pool.
The originally black Demon Pool, at this moment, under the reflection of the blood mist, a weird red appeared, causing everyone in the Demon Pool Quartet to tremble, as if they realized that there might be a terrible existence in the next moment.
"How could you find me?"
The voice of the blood boy.
Appeared in all directions in the blood mist.
The blood mist was boiling.
The color becomes more vivid and full-bodied.
The coverage area also stretched out for an unknown number of areas, like a sea of blood, covering the sky above the large forbidden area.
The Blood Boy wanted to use this method to make it difficult for Chu Linguang to find him and could not harm him.
However, Chu Linguang had a pair of fiery eyes, constantly breaking through the blood mist, and the magical powers of the air and bright realm, constantly erupting, freely entering and exiting in the blood mist.
Finally at this moment, the figure of the blood boy was discovered.
Under the nourishment of blood fog.
The blood boy seems to have an immortal body.
The body broke into four pieces.
At this moment, the wound was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was about to recover.
Suddenly the sword light struck.
He felt creepy.
Just about to dodge, it was too late.
The body that was about to heal was cut off again by laziness.
When Chu Linguang's second sword was about to fall and he wanted to twist his body into countless fragments, a huge red palm appeared in the blood mist, slapped towards him.
Chu Linguang resisted with all his might.
Let the blood boy escape.
"Your body..."
The blood boy exclaimed.
Can't help but take a breath, seems to have discovered the problem.
The blood mist turned more and more fierce.
His gasping became very rough.
"grown ups!"
Wang Tianyi realized that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted.
If even the blood boy couldn't help Chu Linguang, then Hei Ting had no chance of winning.
However, the blood boy did not respond to him.
On the contrary, at the moment when the blood mist was boiling, a red light and shadow were drawn.
Swish, look far away.
He reached the sky in the blink of an eye and disappeared from the sight of everyone.
Apparently he was hit repeatedly.
The blood boy was discouraged. Even if he was able to remain immortal in the blood mist, he would be severely injured by Chu Linguang's repeated hacking and physical damage one after another.
In this afternoon, even if there is a connection between the body and the blood pool, his life is in danger.
Realize this.
How dare the blood boy hesitate.
Using the blood fog to block Chu Linguang from pursuing the path, to win a ray of life for himself, he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye, and the escape was nowhere to be seen.
As for the life and death of other members of the Black Court.
He ignored it.
Life at this time is the most important.
Even if it was the life and death of a black pharaoh like Wang Tianyi, he would not take care of it.
As soon as Wang Tian saw the blood fog abnormality, he realized that something was wrong.
Almost without thinking about it, he also instigated the blood mist, trying to use the **** escape Dafa to escape.
However, last time in Daqingshan, Chu Linguang accidentally let him escape from birth. At the moment in the magic lake area, Chu Linguang's strength is better than before. Even the blood boy has to escape and use the infinite blood fog to cover it.
Only then can there be a glimmer of life.
Wang Tianyi's blood escape Dafa is farther than the blood boy's extreme escape, and it is not at the same level at all.
There is also a huge gap between the strength of the two.
So this time he is doomed.
Almost the moment the blood mist swayed away, it was swallowed by Chu Linguang's sword. The blood mist disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the long sword was already placed on Wang Tianyi's head.
"boom!"
Wang Tian's face was pale.
His knees softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
Under the nourishment of the blood pool, he also has a long life.
Every time he was seriously injured, under the nourishment of the blood pool, after a period of time, he would be able to survive.
The longer he lived, the more he knew how wonderful it was to live.
In the face of death, he feared endlessly.
This time there was no escape, and there was no demeanor of the black court pharaoh at all.
"Other members of the Black Court will come to you soon."
Chu Linguang did not show any mercy. He cut off Wang Tianyi's head with a sword, and shattered Wang Tianyi's body. The last sword pierced Wang Tianyi's head, turning Wang Tianyi into a pool of meat sauce, even if it was thrown into the pool of blood. There is no possibility of resurrection.
This is the magic pool area.
It is far from Dahua.
Chu Linguang had no choice but to kill Wang Tianyi first. If Ning Xuanyuan, Zhujian and others were to help him in Dahua, Chu Linguang could temporarily leave Wang Tianyi alive so that they could interrogate and obtain more information.
But forget it here.
Or kill it directly, lest Ye Changmeng will have more dreams.