Chapter 340
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"Go to hell!"
Sure enough, he had successfully merged with the beast. If he hadn't condensed the beast might in his palms, he wouldn't have been sent flying.
Hatred Water was shocked, his back was drenched in cold sweat that quickly gushed out of his skin. He had fought countless enemies in his life, but none of them had made him feel like this.
He was just an ant, so how could he become stronger as he fought?
As the chilly wind danced, Hatred Water summoned a blood-colored skeleton.
This ferocious-looking skeleton was also holding a dark red bone knife that was constantly dripping with blood!
Its limbs moved exactly the same as Hatred Water's!
Unable to withstand the terrifying pressure released by the Core Formation Evil Cultivator, the people in the East Village who were lying in the tunnel heard the crisp sound of their ribs being broken by the condensed air.
But at this time, no one groaned in pain. They all bit their lips, unwilling to distract Zhen Xiaoxiao.
"True Big Brother, bring disaster to him!"
Tang Qi shouted piously in his heart!
When the blood-colored skeleton appeared, chilly wind blew out from the cracks in the stone alley, covering the ground with frost and making a low cry in the air.
With the help of the bloody skeleton knife, the power of the knife was doubled. The two powers overlapped and drew a cross in the air, approaching Zhen Xiaoxiao at lightning speed.
Before the knife arrived, the power of the first blow had already swept away the layers of broken walls like dust. A layer of the ground was shaved off and pushed forward.
Zhen Xiaoxiao was shaken to the point of vomiting blood again.
However, the Fighting Soul in his body burned even more violently in this life and death situation!
So what if you are a Core Formation Evil Cultivator?
Today, I will crush your spine … into pieces!
State of madness!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's hair was disheveled, and his wild laughter was even louder. At this moment, no one could tell whether Hatred Water was the demon or the crazed Zhen Xiaoxiao was the demon.
When others were building their foundation, they couldn't be touched by the flames of war and couldn't be disturbed.
However, Zhen Xiaoxiao found a kind of addictive pleasure in this exciting life and death situation!
Inner demon?
No!
She wanted to kill the evil demon. Her thoughts and actions were the same, and her mind was extremely firm.
The Foundation Fighting Soul surged, ignoring physical injuries. The heavier the injury, the stronger the foundation!
Seeing that the Water Blade Style of Hatred was being used again, her eyes flashed, and two words came out from her captivating red lips.
"Hide!"
The Beast Fusion Art was about borrowing power, but the amount of power borrowed varied from person to person.
Whoosh!
The slender figure covered in blood suddenly disappeared from the stone wall, leaving behind a human-shaped dent. At the same time, the huge spirit cloud in the sky lost its watering target and began to slowly disperse.
"Invisibility Beast Method? Perfect fusion?! "
Hatred Water screamed in disbelief. Was this true?
Some beast cultivators could only achieve a partial fusion effect after working with their main soul beast for decades, such as borrowing the strength of a tiger or growing a pair of wings on their backs. Someone like Zhen Xiaoxiao, who could fuse with the Blessed Crocodile King and immediately catch the blade with his bare hands, was simply a genius among geniuses.
What's more, it had only been a few breaths?
She had actually started to activate her beast's bloodline ability!
He whipped his head around.
Water of Hatred's eyes were scarlet red as he discovered that the kitchen knife that had a hidden shadow after being injected with Spiritual Qi … had also disappeared!
A stealthy Foundation Establishment cultivator with a stealthy saber!
It was simply impossible to guard against it!
Before Water of Hatred could act, a cold wind ruthlessly swept past his neck!
Although he quickly enveloped his entire body with spiritual energy, a clear line of blood still appeared under his deathly pale skin …
It was the color of blood.
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