The ugly disciple of Demon Mystic Sect, after being besieged by many at fibers, finally couldn’t suppress his irritation. After a furious shout, he was imdiately covered in black air as he launched a burst of palm phantasms that cleared all the at fibers.
The eagle-faced man sat cross-legged at a low altitude. A prismatic silver mirror hovered in front of him, shooting silver light beams from ti to ti.
Where the silver light beams swept, the bloody at fibers were eliminated; they couldn’t approach the eagle-faced man at all.
Near the eagle-faced man, Xue Pan was moving around and attacking the at fibers in high speed, leaving a series of white afterimages.
The actions of these 3 imdiately attracted the attention of others. Ouyang Qian frowned; just as she was about to say sothing, a scene that caught everyone off guard happened!
After a violent tremor in the entire space, a mass object rolled up.
At a mont when everyone was unstable, hundreds of giant at fibers, that were thicker than the previous, suddenly rushed toward all of them. They intertwined and enveloped everyone like a horror plant, then pulled them down to the ground.
Liu Ming only felt dizzy and slled a stench, then he found himself trapped by a dozen at fibers in a 50 ters bloody space.
He waved his arm without saying a word, and a black fist hit the at wall heavily.
With a muffled “poof”, the at was trembled and absorbed the fist shadow.
Seeing this, Liu Ming frowned slightly. He made a gesture, and a green wind blade of a few feet long was condensed. He flicked a finger and launched the wind blade at the at wall.
After a muffled sound, the wind blade only went a few inches deep into the wall. After making a gesture, the wind blade burst into green light.
This at wall was even harder to deal with than the at fibers. Ordinary attacks couldn’t break it at all.
Liu Ming’s face turned solemn involuntarily.
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The purple-haired man of the Big Dipper Pavilion looked indifferent after being trapped. He just simply waved 1 hand to launch a purple blade on the at wall. It also went in for a few inches deep, then it collapsed.
Seeing this, the purple-haired man gave a sneer. He slapped an exquisite red soul-recovering bag on his waist.
“Poof“, a ray of red light rolled out and condensed into a bloody spider that was a foot tall.
The spider was as red as blood, but its 8 feet were crystal clear like a flawless jade.
As soon as it appeared in the bloody space, it waved its front claw early, sliced off a piece of at and ate it fiercely. It made a hissing sound as if it liked this kind of at.
“I was still worrying about how to find so much at to feed you. Today, I can fill your stomach without effort.” After the purple-haired man murmured, he sat cross-legged to rest.
After the bloody spider devoured the at on the ground, it jumped to the at wall and gnawed frantically.
As the number of at it ate increased, its body shape gradually increased, and the color beca increasingly red.
After just a few seconds, it had grown to a size of a dozen ters, and its demand for at still continued to increase as if it would never be full. The pair of front limbs kept stuffing at into its mouth.
As the beastkin spider grew larger, the amount of at it ate increased too. One bite could devour a few kilos of at
Although this bloody space would keep filling the lost at, before the at fibers were combined, they were devoured by the spider. The at wall gradually beca thin.
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At the sa ti, in another slightly more spacious bloody space. A yellow figure dressed like a farr was constantly dodging the attacks of the at fibers. His forehead was sweating profusely; he was a little out of breath.
This person was Peng Yue. He was now wearing a chanical battle armor. While dodging, he constantly waved 2 red cylinders that were as thick as an arm to shoot light beams at a spot on the at wall.
However, these light beams could cut off the at fibers that ca out from the wall. When the light beams touched the thick at wall, they would dissipate instantly. The damage dealt would also be quickly undone.
At this ti, the chanical battle armor on his body was suddenly covered by a layer of bloody light. It seed to be devouring the silver armor. The armor was obviously dim as compared to before.
On both sides, 5 yellow puppet warriors were being entangled tightly by a few thick at fibers. Their chests had a fist-size hole; the cores inside had been smashed to pieces by sothing.
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Near the bloody at wall that trapped Peng Yue, the young woman in green clothes of the Haoran Academy, in a layer of yellow shield, was waving a black jade pen and releasing black spots towards those at fibers.
As soon as the black light spots touched the at fibers, the at fibers turned into a pool of blood that splashed away; so even splashed on her shield.
In such a small space, it was obviously impossible to avoid the at fibers’ attack and the blood.
“The corrosive force of this bloody space is so strong.” The young woman in green clothes glanced at the dim yellow shield and muttered to herself with a frown.
Speaking of it, the pupil art she was proud of had no use at all, and her other attacks couldn’t get her out of here. Now, she had no choice but to defend.
She sighed slightly in her heart. After waving her hand to repel another wave of attacks, she tore a golden talisman; a golden light went into the shield which made it a little brighter.
Because of the unexpected attack and speed of the at fibers, even Ouyang Sisters who wanted to fight together were separated into 2 bloody spaces.
But even so, they still calmly flicked their fingers, releasing waves of purple and green lights around them.
But these lights could only cope with the continuous growth of at fibers extended from the bloody space. They had no effect on the at wall at all.
Because the 2 couldn’t cast mystic art together, their attacks were significantly weaker than before.
Suddenly, Ouyang Qian’s pretty face turned solemn. A clear dragon roar ca from her sleeve as a white light shot out, turning into a white jade dragon phantasm. It swung its dragon tail and smashed all the at fibers into pieces. After pointing toward a certain at wall, the dragon flew over and shot a burst of silver lights from its mouth.
These silver lights only left a dense hole on the at wall, but it was recovered with a red flash.
This made Ouyang Qian feel even more dire.
On the other side, the woman in green clothes waved a faint purple folding fan in her hand and cast a layer of purple light shield around her.
As soon as those at fibers contacted the light shield, they turned into the blood that splashed in all directions.
However, the purple light shield was corroded by the blood in a sizzling sound, and a stench spread out. The light shield just flickered a few tis, then it beca extrely dim.
Seeing this scene, the woman in green clothes took a deep breath and frowned.
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“I, Long Xuan, didn’t expect to be trapped here, but I will never die here.”
The ugly disciple of Demon Mystic Sect, sitting cross-legged in the unstable bloody with a pale face. He kept changing gestures.
His demonic technique had little effect on breaking through the at wall. In addition, he had had a battle with the eagle-faced man before, so his spiritual power had been consud too much. Now, he was really in a terrible situation.
Suddenly, the ugly disciple roared hoarsely, raised his hands to the sky, and a black short blade in his hand instantly turned into a 100 ters long giant python.
The eyes of this giant python flashed, and the scales all over its body stood up like sharp knives. All the at fibers were sliced into pieces as it went past.
At the sa ti, the ugly disciple quickly shredded a piece of black talisman and cast a faint black light curtain around him. Black air kept tumbling out from the light curtain, and it collided against the at wall in all directions.
For a while, there was a constant rumbling sound.
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In another bloody space, Xue Pan kept chanting, and his body was enlarged amidst a bone crackling sound.
The next mont, the word “王” appeared between his eyebrows; his long and narrow ears beca more erect; his fangs beca even longer; white bristles also erged on his arms.
Then his palms flashed with silver light, and 2 silver awls erged in his hands, then he stepped the ground and quickly spun on the spot.
A burst of whistling sound ca, a gust of wind rose from the ground, and a silver-white vortex rolled up.
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