C45 eerie black blood vessel (1/2)
Countless amounts of black fog emanated from the spot where the black sphere had exploded, spreading in all directions.
The speed at which the black mist was diffusing was incomparably fast. It turned into extremely thin black veins as it crazily pierced through the surviving cultivators.
”Not good, what the hell is this?”
Everyone turned pale with fright as they used their strongest defensive measures. The balls of light of different colors appeared one after another, protecting over thirty cultivators.
The cultivators that survived up to this point were either the inheritors of a certain force with powerful guardian weapons, or they were lucky enough to obtain powerful weapons and magic treasures. Only then were they able to survive.
Of the several hundred people that had entered this small world, only thirty or so were left. It was obvious that they weren't simple individuals.
At this moment, they were faced with countless black blood vessels that were as thick as fingers. Although the cultivators were frightened, after experiencing so many life and death situations, they no longer felt fear. At most, they would just die.
Pah pah pah pah pah!
Countless black blood vessels struck the defensive magic treasure of over thirty cultivators, causing terrifying sonic booms. Immediately, some of the people's defenses weakened slightly as they were penetrated by the black blood vessels.
”Ahh …”
”No ….”
”How could this be …”
Their defensive techniques were unable to stop the terrifying black blood vessels and pierced through their bodies. Black fog emerged from their bodies and after the black fog appeared, the bodies of these cultivators turned into black blood that exuded a pungent stench.
The black, stinky blood was absorbed by the black blood vessels, making one's scalp tingle. Even one's own flesh could not be preserved after death. The cruelty of these strange blood vessels made one's scalp tingle.
”Everyone run, retreat from the altar.”
Someone shouted loudly. His heart was filled with fear as he rushed out of the thousand zhang altar. He lost his mind, and his eyes were filled with terror.
As he rushed towards the altar, all the cultivators followed suit, but those black blood vessels were like shadows, attacking the cultivators from behind with reluctance.
The white mist dragon, which had been waiting outside the altar, let out an excited roar as if it were a hunter who had seen his prey. Its head did not even manage to swallow the cultivators that were rushing out of the altar. When the cultivators saw this scene, they felt slightly relieved. However, they seemed to have forgotten the terrifying power of the white mist dragon and the lack of life that it possessed.
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
A few cultivators rushed out of the altar, wanting to soar into the sky to avoid the gigantic body of the white mist dragon and escape. The white mist dragon roared again, and its body disappeared. However, the entire outer region of the altar was covered by the white mist, which instantly enveloped the few cultivators that had charged out. From within the mist, miserable screams and the sound of flesh being melted could be heard.
When the cultivators behind heard the screams, they stopped in their tracks and froze in place. They did not dare to take even half a step forward as thick fear appeared in their eyes.
”We can't go any further. The danger outside the altar is much greater than inside. It seems that we have no choice but to fight with these black blood vessels.”
”If we go all out, we will die anyway. There might be a chance for survival on the altar.”
”Everyone, don't hide it anymore. Let's all use our true strength. Otherwise, all of us will die here.”
The surviving cultivators all had lingering fears in their hearts. They were scared out of their wits by the countless strange black blood vessels earlier, but now they were awakened by the cruelty outside the altar. They finally understood that outside of the altar was a desperate situation.