“You little thing, it's getting so disobedient.” The magnetic voice came from the ear.

The cloud dance turned to look at the man next to him, but when he saw his wretched body, his heart trembled suddenly.

At first sight, he had a lot of wounds, which didn't look very serious, but those wounds were stained with black fog and cracked and unhealed.

Isn't that what happened, exactly the same black gas that was used to fight the Ink Night Ice?

No, it's not.

The black mist of this upper official tomb still carries erosion. If you look closely, you can't find it. If you look closely, you can see that the dragon poured evil blood on the wound is actually stained with rotten meat.

Damn it!

The cloud dance looks hard.

Soon, however, the cloud dance almost unconsciously peeled off its white coat and revealed the wound on its shoulder.

Not eroded!

The cloud dancer saw blood red on his wound, no rotten flesh of black blood, obviously not eroded by the fog.

……

A glimmer of light flashed through his head, his hands flipped, and a dagger held in his hand as he paused.

Without any hesitation, the blade has crossed his other palm.

“What are you doing!” Dragons poured evil eyebrows.

However, the cloud dance did not say anything and reached out and affixed the hand that cut open his blood to the wounds on his body.

“Hissing...”

A tiny but obviously fried sound, coming from the dragon's evil wounds.

Severe pain strikes the dragon as if it were oil rolling.

But the dragon did not do anything, so quietly watched the cloud dance, let her hand touch the wound on his body, let the cracked pain wash and stain.

To her, he totally believed.

And when the pain slowly faded away, on the wound, which was supposed to be tearing pain, it actually felt the itching that gradually began to heal.

Dragons couldn't help but look down at their wounds.

“Looks like the blind cat actually hit a dead rat.” The cloud dance watched the dragon pour evil gradually in the healing wound, couldn't help but snap the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect the blood on her to eliminate the corrosion of the dark mist from the official tomb.

On the other side!

Upper official Tsuka watched the cloud dance move and his eyes narrowed.

It seemed unexpected that she would discover the benefits of her blood.

Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the dark-gassed dagger inserted into his hand.

Her face was not in any pain, but her eyes grew more and more angry.

Dark Power!

“Wow!” twitched the dagger from the back of his hand and the dark red blood seeped out.

But the wound on the back of his hand healed completely.

If it weren't for the back of his hand, it would have left a little dark red blood on it. I thought the wound on his hand was a hallucination!

The cloud dance and the dragon's ability to look at his healing had to sink a few points.

That healing power, too fast.

And no matter what the wound did to him, he didn't seem to have any pain at all.

This superior bureaucrat is too weird and horrible.

The cloud dancer looked at the official tomb and had to squeeze his eyes, which were the thick dark stream.

“If you cut off his head, can he still heal?” The cloud dance asked softly.

“I'm afraid he won't give it a chance.” The magnetic voice of the dragon pouring evil gently crossed her ear.

“Boom!”

At this time underground, the red diamonds were entangling the three old men, seemingly harder and harder.

The cloud dance retracted its gaze and frowned at the official grave, whispering: “I forgot to tell you, the last drop of blood has just been used! ”

If you want to leave, you don't want to kill this tomb, you have to get blood from it.

But it is obvious that it is unlikely that the two will join forces in order to kill the official tomb.

The dragon poured evil on the corner of his mouth and the wound didn't heal completely, but he loved the bloody smell of it.

“In that case, you have to do it yourself. ”

As soon as he spoke, a heavy sword came out of his hand.

“Yes!” The corner of the cloud dance also snapped, Gu Wu Da knife held in his hand when, the smell of sharpness diffused.

Fighting side by side gives a sense of unrivalled harmony.

“I'm back and forth! If you get the blood, withdraw...”

The dragon poured evil words and the shadow flashed as fast as possible, heading straight for the inky night ice!

Shangguanzhua seemed to give people a feeling of not being slow from the beginning. Perhaps, he felt, entering the main section of the Beast Gate, it was like a jar, just to see what they could do.

This attitude is actually a kind of monkey trick.

Of course, dragons and cloud dance naturally do not know his attitude.

Upper official Tsuka Yin Mori looked at the attacking dragon pouring evil. His eyes were as deep as black holes, and he could not see any mood fluctuations.

But the moment the dragon poured evil on him, his shadow scattered in the dark mist was empty.

Turning his eyes, his cold fingers had caught the heavy sword that the dragon had attacked.

Gently one harder.

“Cut!”

The heavy sword actually made a broken cracking sound on the spot.

“Brush!”

Upper official Tsuka suddenly a counterhand, the truncated blade suddenly spins in the peak loop, suddenly attacking somewhere behind him.

The moment the dragon sees the evil, his face suddenly changes, almost subconsciously shouting; “Get out of the way! ”

Originally hidden in space elements, the cloud dance was ready to attack from behind, but it was also a facial shock and a hasty escape.

But...

The broken sword was attacked, but very quickly it did not give the cloud dance any chance to escape.

Plus, it punctured the space elements that surrounded her body...

“Pfft!” The sound of the knife in the flesh.

The body of the cloud dance, like what was hit, was directly broken out of the elemental space, and flew out toward the ground...

This scene was seen in the eyes of a few of the superiors outside the air defense.

“Little Five...”

“Little dance...”

“Cloud dance...”

“ …… ”

Shouting, halfway through the air.

One wants to flush, but can't get close to that shield...

And at that moment, the dragon's evil face changed instantly, and the golden eyes seemed instantly filled with blood silk, and it became violent.

“Bang...”

A banging sound accompanied by dust on the ground.

On the ground, the red diamond, which was still dead and entangled with the three old men, seemed to stop stiffly, looking in the direction where the cloud dance fell.

“Master...”

Dust scattered.

Several people who were anxious to look at each other, including the three old men who were haunted by the red diamonds, were stunned for a moment.

Only, the cloud dance rubbed the chest position, gasped and held a “potato” and slowly stood up from the ground.

And that broken sword that just stabbed her in the chest, it was stuck on a slippery potato.

“Little guy, are you okay?” The clouds beat a ball-like potato in their arms.