Chatper 117 (1/2)

In the blood curtain, the core.

More than 80 people arrived here one after another.

"Eldest brother, what is this blood cocoon?"

"Is this the blood demon?"

"We're going to kill it!"

...

Everyone shouted loudly. As the monsters that appeared became stronger and stronger, they all felt panic. At this great opportunity, who would not want to kill this blood monster to break the blood curtain and leave this ghost place.

"I can't break this blood cocoon with all my strength. Personal strength is useless. Everyone uses their most powerful attacks to consume its defenses!"

Hua Tengming stared at the blood cocoon, and said sharply.

When everyone heard it, they immediately controlled their magical tools, and their spiritual power was not consumed as much as they burned, and they used their ultimate moves to blast the blood cocoon.

"Boom bang..."

Under the bombardment of dozens of instruments, the blood cocoon roared.

However, although the momentum is big, the damage caused by each magic weapon to the blood cocoon is pitiful.

However, when the small amount accumulates, tiny cracks slowly begin to appear on the blood cocoon...

"Come out and fight!"

Hua Tengming swallowed a Huiyuan Dan into his mouth, his momentum condensed, his eyes staring at the blood cocoon, his blood boiled.

In the blood curtain, next to the Silver Pond.

The big black chicken was trapped in the ice, his eyes fixed on the mysterious toad, but he couldn't escape for a while.

The palm-sized mysterious toad bit on one of Chu Yan's fingers, greedily sucking Chu Yan's blood, and a rosy glow appeared on the snow-white skin.

At this time, Chu Yan's entire body was covered with a layer of frost, and under the frost, his face had become extremely pale due to excessive blood loss and extreme cold.

At this moment, Chu Yan is at stake!