Disaster Shelter

Wen Wen stepped back two steps, looking dignified at the blood fingerprint.

Bloody fingerprint monster also stopped attacking, watching Wen Wen praised and said: "It's worthy of being the other half of Grudge Lord, and he could get such a powerful force in such a short time."

"Sounds like you guys seem to have been away for a long time?"

"of course!"

The blood fingerprints looked strange, pointing in a certain direction, and the expression was a little dazed: "That red moon, named Death Omen, there is no living creature there, there is no day and night, no four seasons, and even time is chaotic. Yes, there are only endless fights and deaths! "

"Do you know, how long have we been fighting in the sleepless star in order to obtain such a powerful force?"

"Ninety-one years!"

Wen Wen's eyes moved slightly. Is that the power of the supreme master? It has only been more than a year after the outside, and the place has passed ninety-one years.

"Stop dying and resurrect again, there is a place more terrifying than hell."

"Originally we will fight there until we lose our self-consciousness and become one of the cornerstones of the existence of that world."

"But Lord Plague, where he was approved by a **** of the dead, dead and empty, and a certain **** of heaven, got the opportunity to return to the original world to become a god!"

"You superpower limited to a small world, I'm afraid you don't even know what the God of Heaven is!"

"But it doesn't matter, as long as Lord Plague crosses the boundary of life and becomes a Star God, we don't have to go back to that place!"

In the eyes of blood fingerprints, there is only a nearly crazy attachment. All the higher undead in the dim field are willing to give up everything to make the plague finally cross that boundary.

But Wen Wen ’s biggest worry is the mysterious God of Heaven. After all, even the owner of the shelter has deliberately explained Wen Wen, and never provoke the God of Heaven!

The **** handprint blamed his open hand and ripped off his clothes. His chest was engraved with blood-like figures, which was ninety-one.

"After being separated from those ninety-one years, Lord Plague gave me a new name called Blood Floating."

"But I don't want to use that name for the time being, before I help Lord Plague become a god, I will call Blood Jiuyi in order not to let myself go back to those ninety-one years!"

Wenwen looks weird. At first, from Ding Mingguang, he got many magical small websites.

One of the quite famous websites, the people who are more famous in the website, like to call themselves XX ...

So this **** nine one ...

Wenwen coughed twice and said, "Then you will have to call Xue Jiuyi forever, and I will introduce you to other people to know ..."

"Don't play tricks on me!"

The **** handprint monster pointed at Wen Wenzhe and said, "There are only two choices before you. The first one is to give up resistance and I go to see Lord Plague. As long as you are there, Lord Plague is complete, and his promotion is successful Is more likely. "

"You can also choose to resist, then I will kill you, although the effect is worse, but there is only one plagued adult in the world, and there will be a less obstacle."

"How do you want to choose?"

Wen Wen rolled his eyes: "Of course I chose to turn you over, and then go to turn the plague."

The **** nine one looked gloomy: "Then die."

As soon as the voice fell, the fierce battle began again, and the battle was frightening as soon as it started.

Neither of them actually likes talking nonsense. The reason why they have been talking for so long has their own plans.

Wen Wen suffered a minor injury, and he really wanted to get more information from Xue Jiuyi.

And Xue Jiuyi and Wen Wen said so much, of course not to solve Wen Wen's doubts, but to recover the wounds that Wen Wen had previously wounded, and also to take the opportunity to arrange more blood fingerprints around Wen Wen.

The blood fingerprints are arranged across the air. Although only two can be placed at a time, the blood fingerprints that have been arranged can always exist.

Just talked with Wen Wen for so long, it was enough blood to organize a Shura field around Wen Wen.

Dozens of **** palm prints brightened up, and even Wen Wen couldn't cope with so many at the same time, but Wen Wen was not afraid at all, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth.

And Xue Jiuyi's eyes were fixed, he saw a black stitch and flew into Wen Wen's hands.

"This is the meat-cutting needle of the tailor ... It's planted in your hand. Are you going back here all the time?"

The **** ninety-one words just fell, and the blood fingerprints that had been lit disappeared one by one. The black lines kept floating from the ground, and the blood fingerprints were mixed and sparse, and then all his sight was black silk thread!

In the previous battle, Wen Wen had always been retreating, but he was always adjusting his direction. After the battle, he reached the small ditch where Wen Wen and Wu Liugen talked to them.

When Chu Wei's bomb exploded, Wen Wen rushed out first, but when he rushed out, no one noticed UU reading www.uukanshu.com. A needle fell from Wen Wen's hand.

At that time, Wen Wen had doubts about the identity of Xue Jiuyi, so in order to prevent this, he transformed this place and turned it into his home court.

If it is not Blood Nine One in the dead wood forest, then this arrangement will naturally have no effect, but if it is Blood Nine One, then this free move can play a major role!

These black lines quickly gathered around Xue Jiuyi and cut fast on his body. Although Xue Jiuyi was a powerful true-order undead, but since falling into a trap, it was difficult to break free for a while.

Taking advantage of his illness, Wen Wen didn't talk nonsense. He pulled out the Hehe River sword directly, a scarlet flash in his eyes, and then the black sword light began to condense on the sword.

He wants to use his mind sword to weaken blood nine one to a certain extent.

Then send out the forgiveness bowl and grab the blood Jiuyi into the shelter!

This time Wenwen will not let Xue Jiuyi die, because he wants to get the information he wants from Xue Jiuyi's mouth.

Sword Qi condenses in a flash, the mind sword is directly swayed, as if there are only black and white in the world, and the sharp sword light is directed at the **** nine one.

But Wenwen has a back hand, why is there no blood Jiuyi?

Behind him suddenly rose all the way to the red moon, and then countless **** palm prints quickly appeared on the ground!

Even if Wen Wen's line has been floating on the ground, these **** palm prints still exist without any interference.

Countless **** palms were raised on the ground, stopped before Jianguang, one by one was cut off, but still went forward and succeeded in blocking before Blood Jiuyi.

Eventually the mind sword was exhausted, leaving only a deep wound between the chest and abdomen of Xue Jiuyi.