Chapter 200: Refining blood and transforming magic skills

The mutant creatures soared into the sky, blocking Luo Xiaoyan's line of sight, which had no effect on Luo Xiaoyan's specific landing point in observing the Hang Xing Zhuo.
It’s just that Hang Xing Zhuo’s real purpose for manipulating mutant creatures to rise to the sky is not just to block Luo Xiaoyan’s sight through the flesh and blood of mutant creatures, but to use the power of mutant creatures to rush up and use their flesh and blood. The body, as his stepping object, achieves the purpose of not having to land, and directly slowing down at high altitude.
Obviously, Hang Xing Zhuo's hand was played more beautifully.
Being on the ground, Luo Xiaoyan, who is ready to attack Hang Xing Zhuo at any time, can only watch Hang Xing Zhuo performing high in the air, using the bodies of mutant creatures rising to the sky as his feet. The object, as a buffer, achieves the goal of being able to really slow down without falling to the ground.
The power that Hang Xing Zhuo stepped on was very large, almost every step of his foot could trample the mutant creatures rising up into the sky, turning them into blood mist and splashing down.
From this we can see how strong Hang Xing Zhuo fell from a high altitude.
After stepping on more than ten mutant creatures, his body fell more than three feet down, about two feet away from the ground, then he barely stabilized, slowed down, and then stepped on the void and hovered there. , Looked at Luo Xiaoyan coldly and said:
In today’s world, people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others besides themselves are really rare. In order to reduce your burden and pressure, your brother is willing to give up Life, we must prevent us from doing it to you. His behavior is really admirable. It is a pity that his death is meaningless. Because your opponent is me, this is doomed to the end of your brothers. , To be written in tragedy."
"Arrogant!" Luo Xiaoyan replied indifferently, "Don't think you have the capital to deal with me if you are slowed down."
"Huh, what a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth, I will let you see what is real power." Hang Xing chuckled coldly, and then released the strength from his body, gushing out of his body, turning into thousands of runes. Spilled down and integrated into the body of the mutant beings on the ground.
In the next instant, the flesh and blood body of the mutant creature quickly collapsed, and then the collapsed flesh and blood body, under the traction of a mysterious force, turned into a light, and gathered at the location in front of Hangxingzhuo. Then, just in the blink of an eye, it turned into a monster with a blood-colored light.
Hang Xing Zhuo called this huge monster a blood demon.
At this moment, Hang Xing Zhuo's strange secret technique is called "Refining Blood and Transforming Magic Skills."
This secret technique is one of the secret combat techniques of the evil sect, and the martial artist's guild will list this secret technique as a forbidden pass.
Casting the technique of "refining blood and transforming magic skills" can easily obliterate the creature with flesh and blood, and draw the power of the bloodline by the secret method, condensing a deity that is ten times more powerful than the original creature, or even a hundred times more powerful. The horrible gorefiend.
Of course, the creatures attacked by this secret law have strong resistance and their own strength is strong enough, the rune power condensed by the secret law can not make their flesh and blood collapse.
The terrifying blood demon condensed and formed. Luo Xiaoyan observed it through his insight, and was surprised to find that the four basic attributes of this fighting blood demon had reached the point where it was almost the same as the Hang Xing Zhu suspended in the sky. A faint dignified color immediately appeared on his face, and he said in his heart: "This thief has mastered such a clandestine terror method. If I were an ordinary monk, I would never leave him alive if I fight with him."
In Luo Xiaoyan's silence, Hang Xing Zhuo slowly raised his right hand, flicking his finger to shoot a beam, and shot it into the blood demon's head.
Suddenly, this blood demon, who was originally stupid like a statue, immediately became like a living creature, stepped quickly, waved a fist that glowed with blood, and rushed towards Luo Xiaoyan.
When the blood demon rushed towards Luo Xiaoyan, Hang Xing Zhuo did not stop. He immediately took advantage of this opportunity to perform "Refining Blood and Transforming Demon Skills" again to obliterate another batch of mutant creatures, and use the power of his blood to condense another. The blood demon with the same combat power was given the order to attack Luo Xiaoyan.
Then came the third and the fourth, until the continuous use of "Refining Blood and Transforming Magic Skills" condensed five blood demons with almost the same combat effectiveness, Hang Xing Zhuo finally ended slightly tired.
"I want to see, when I am besieged by five blood demons whose strength is not inferior to me, how long can you hold on?" Hang Xingzhuo slowly raised his right hand while watching Luo Xiaoyan on the ground fighting with the five blood demons. , Touched his forehead, wiped the sweat that had penetrated, and at this moment, a touch of triumph appeared on his face.
"Little thief, don't be proud of you, give me death!" Zai Hang Xingzhuo focused on locking the battlefield, eagerly hoping that the five Gorefiends would soon end the battle. The meeting that killed Luo Xiaoyan, a cold voice, from above. Came.
"Huh?" Hang Xingzhuo was shocked when he heard the loud shout. He quickly looked up and saw that the figure that was getting closer was Luo Haotian. He couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "How is this possible? Battleship The horrible power generated by the collision can not even be carried by me. If I am in the center of the explosion area, I will definitely die. How did he manage it? Could it be that the Luo family ancestors bestowed him on him? His body protection treasure? Damn it, I overlooked this point. The descendants of the big family with ancestor-level figures are really not easy to kill by ordinary people!"
Luo Haotian was fine. It was exactly what Hang Xingzhuo had guessed in his heart. At the moment when the battleships collided and exploded, Luo Haotian immediately urged him to obtain from the ancestor of the Luo family a protective body capable of resisting a single blow from an 8-level master. The magical talisman released its tyrannical holding power and protected the body, so that it was safe and sound.
Otherwise ~EbookFREE.me~ With his own strength, he can't do this at all. After being hit by a tyrannical force, the flesh and blood body will immediately collapse, and eventually end up with no bones.
"It doesn't seem to be so realistic if you want to kill me!" Seeing that the person came was Luo Haotian, Hang Xing snorted disdainfully, then stepped on the void, flashing out, like a lightning flash across the void, blinking an eye. Approaching Luo Haotian, he swiftly slapped Luo Haotian's chest as he swooped down.
"This thief turned out to be a sixth-grade perfection level cultivation base, and his body speed is far higher than mine. It seems that there are not many forces that can mobilize such power in Kyoto!" Seeing that the attack cannot be effective, the opponent is extremely threatening. The palm of his hand was approaching, Luo Haotian immediately withdrew his move, with a horizontal sword on his chest, with the intention of blocking the opponent's palm strength and reducing his risk of a strong attack.
boom!
Hang Xing slapped Luo Haotian's sword across his chest with a palm, violent power surged out instantly, hitting the sword like a sky thunder, and a loud noise erupted.
In the loud noise, Luo Haotian, who was hit by the tyrannical force, immediately sprayed blood and flew out.
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