The Dream Master

The cyan hatchet brought a bunch of solid electric lights and drew an arc in mid-air, and with a "chicking" sound, it tore the skirt of the sunken chest and the flesh inside.

The blood spattered out of the big canopy, and Shen Luo felt a burning pain in his chest, and the whole person was rushed by the force of the explosion when the golden long knife broke, and fell to the rear.

Seeing this, Hu Yong was willing to let go of the opportunity, and stepped forward. The short axe in his hand was flashed again, and the axe slashed towards the center of the sinking head, vowing to kill it completely.

Shen Luo lay down on the ground, his chest pained severely, and the aftermath of that axe was still violent in his body. For a while, he couldn't even stand up, let alone dodge or resist.

At the moment of the moment, a blue light suddenly appeared on his side, Lu Huaming's figure appeared, a long sword in his hand, and it pierced towards Hu Yong's heart.

The blue light on the sword body flickered, as if an invisible light film was enveloped invisibly, and under that light film, one could vaguely see strips of extremely slender but sharp blue light sword aura.

The corner of Hu Yong's eyes twitched, and he immediately gave up on chasing Shen. He twisted his figure forcibly, and the short axe in his hand also retracted in front of him, and slashed towards the bottom of his chest.

Lu Huaming's sword edge was dodged by him, and failed to stab his heart. It happened to fall under Hu Yong's body, knocking unbiasedly with the hatchet that he chopped off.

"Keng" only heard the sharp sound of a gold-stone clash!

A dazzling light burst out from the cyan long sword, and hundreds of cyan sword auras shot out from the sword body, flying scattered in all directions, making bursts of sound.

Hu Yong's shirt was suddenly torn open hundreds of openings, many of the openings had blood seeping out, and the wine gourd hanging around his waist was swept away by a sword air, making a soft sound.

He snorted coldly, pinched a magic trick with the other hand, and knocked Lu Huaming back with a palm. He looked down at his injuries indifferently, and found that there was nothing serious.

But at this moment, he suddenly took a breath, and suddenly looked at the gourd around his waist.

I saw a slender slit cracked in it, and a ray of blood-colored light was flowing out from it like smoke.

"Not good." Hu Yong's expression immediately changed, but his gaze suddenly turned to sink.

Shen Luo was swept away by his sight, and there was a "cock" in his heart, and he immediately noticed something wrong, and immediately stood up and took a few steps back.

Hu Yong pressed the crack in the gourd with one hand, but put the hatchet away with the other.

"It seems that there is no other way, I can only take a risk." His eyes were low and he muttered to himself gloomyly.

After that, his steps suddenly changed, and a cyan electric light hovered between his legs, his figure suddenly blurred, and he disappeared from the place.

"Be careful."

Lu Huaming screamed, his figure flashed, and he chased towards Shen Luo.

It is a pity that he was only halfway forward, and there was a bronze long sword above his head that immediately cut down, stopping him, but the ghost general killed him again.

Shen Luo was reminded that he had already transported the oblique moon step, and turned around and was about to flee.

However, his injury was not light, and his reaction was slower after all. Hu Yong was chased to his side and grabbed the Shoulder Jing Acupoint.

He only felt that a mana suddenly poured in from the shoulder well, making his body numb for a while, as if he had pinched the meridians, and the mana could no longer be freely mobilized.

"Boy, I blame you for tossing around. It's too late. I can only try to sacrifice you." Hu Yong muttered to Shen Luo, like a chicken, pulling him to the pond.

Hu Yong said something in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was chanting. When he finished speaking, he threw Shen Luo and the wine gourd into the pond at the same time.

The moment the gourd fell into the water, the gourd's body shattered, and a bloody red light gushed out of it, which turned into a vortex and swept the sinking into it, spinning extremely fast on the surface of the pond.

The pool water, which had already stabilized, boiled again at this moment.

The feeling of numbness on Shen Luo's body has disappeared, but the whole person is pulled by the blood light vortex, but still can't get out.

His mind turned sharply, and he urged the Wuming exercises with all his strength to try to control the pond water.

However, no matter how he uses the water control technique to control, the water in the pond is immovable and can't be driven by him at all. On the contrary, the blood vortex under his body entangles him tighter and tighter, actually sucking up his body again. The power of qi and blood comes.

Shen Luo felt extremely anxious, and knew that if this continued, he would definitely be like Lu He and the others, only to be drained of blood and blood, and then reduced to a corpse.

At the same time, the bloody whirlpool also began to dissolve in the pond water, and the whole pond boiled more and more intensely, and bursts of dark soaring air overflowed from below the water surface, rising like thick smoke.

Shen Luo was rushed by the evil spirit, and a gust of wind was immediately set off in the sea of ​​consciousness. The original clear mind suddenly seemed to be repeatedly hit by a heavy hammer, becoming chaotic.

The ghost general who was chasing Lu Huaming, felt the change on the pond side, and the ghost fire in his eye sockets immediately jumped violently, and he looked very excited.

He actually abandoned Lu Huaming, flew back directly, and stood above the pond in the air.

The ghost general also does not hold any tactics or practice any postures, just standing there, like a magnet, attracting the billowing evil spirits, constantly pouring into the gaps in his bronze armor.

With the continuous infusion of a lot of evil spirits, his original shriveled figure swelled up a lot, the ghost fire in his eye sockets became more and more solid, and a small emerald green crystal appeared in the center of the flame.

"what……"

Shen Luo's body's energy and blood lost faster and faster, the original luster of the skin on his body was quickly disappearing, and it was about to dry up a little bit.

"Crap." Lu Huaming frowned when he saw this.

He hesitated his eyes, raised his hand to hold the blade, and drew it horizontally forward, his palm was cut open, and a large amount of red blood flowed out, invaded along the blade.

"Using the spirit as the medium and the blood as the guide, the gods will descend from the sky to help me conquer demons."

Hearing a low voice chanting, Lu Huaming heard a croak from the long sword in Lu Huaming's hand, and a golden light suddenly lit up on the sword's edge, spreading along the blade, actually enveloping him.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light skyrocketed several times, and strands of golden light circled Lu Huaming's body, condensing into a golden armour as high as several feet, holding a golden sword and a golden belt around his waist, looking mighty and extraordinary.

"What kind of god-descending technique is this that can attract such a degree of golden armored heavenly soldiers?" Hu Yong's expression changed slightly, surprised.

The world's god-descending techniques are mixed, and the gods who can invite help are different, and the amount of divinity contained in them is also different, so the combat power that can be exerted is also very different.

Obviously, the golden armored heavenly soldier Lu Huaming invited was unusual.