C915 (1/2)

At the time of rapid contraction of the thunder net, the red bead that Wanmo Zhenjun vomited suddenly burst open, and the red blood mist suddenly covered his whole body.

At that moment, the thunder arc on the thunder net flashed wildly, and the spiritual power in Zhang Xiaojian's body almost disappeared two-thirds in an instant.

Unexpected, absolutely unexpected, Zhang Xiaojian's face instantly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The body swayed and almost fell to the ground.

The blood red fog gradually disappeared, and the real king of the ten thousand demons had become another appearance.

The body makes a bang bang sound, is constantly growing high, with the change, the facial expression becomes more ferocious.

Where there is a person's appearance, has become a devil's appearance.

His head was huge, and his sharp teeth were shining with cold light.

The upper body is red, covered with red scales, each of which is the size of a fist, emitting a faint red blood light.

His hands became claws, and his nails were long, cold and sharp.

The mouth continuously spurts out the red fog, continuously enters the ghost sabre.

The light of the ghost saber is more powerful, constantly hitting the lightning arc power grid.

The light above the thunder net faded down bit by bit, and it seemed to be in danger.

Although Zhang Xiaojian swallowed pills one after another, the supplement of spiritual power could not be directly proportional to the consumption of spiritual power.

If it goes on like this for a long time, it will be sooner or later that the devil Zhenjun rushes out.

Zhang Xiaojian's bitter face, but there is no way.

I secretly took a look at Qingguo and hoped that the three of them could come to help. However, as far as I could see, Zhang Xiaojian was completely desperate.

Qingguo, it is clear that at the beginning, several Kongzi people seem to have the upper hand. However, with the passage of time, the continuous black fog has enveloped the three people. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid they will be injured one step at a time.

The spirit power of Lei attribute is almost exhausted. Zhang Xiaojian is very anxious, but there is no way.

”Do something. We just can't hold on.” This is the voice of Qing Guo.

Zhang Xiaojian knew clearly in her heart that Qing Guo's arrogant character would never show weakness unless it came to a time of life and death.

The first nervous in my heart, I feel a huge shock wave has come, and the real king of ten thousand demons is officially inside.

The spirit power of Lei's attribute was exhausted. Zhenyuan sword was completely darkened, and the blood mist burst out of the sky. Zhang Xiaojian was suddenly overturned and hit the wall in the distance. Several mouths of blood gushed out one after another, and he barely stood up.

After Zhang Xiaojian just stopped, several figures also flew out. On a closer look, it was the three of them. That kind of situation, seems to have no difference with oneself, seem to be more embarrassed than oneself.

Black fog did not have a few people's shackles, rushed to the direction of the real king of ten thousand demons.

Wanmo Zhenjun opened his mouth, and the black fog continuously entered his body.

”Run.” Zhang Xiaojian said.

What else can we do now? We can't wait here to die.

Qingguo hesitated for a moment and did not move.

Say ”you go, I'll stay to resist.”

”Fart, get out of here. It's time.” Zhang Xiaojian scolded.