C46 Xia Yilong was angry (1/2)
The black vein that appeared for the first time was only as thick as a pinky finger. Although its power was not weak, it was still not enough to deal with the elites of the remaining cultivators. It did not have any effect and was almost completely destroyed.
It was as if the invisible black fog in the center of the altar had received all of this, and not only was the black blood vessel as thick as an arm, it also had layers of dense fangs growing from the top of the black blood vessel. These fangs were very ferocious, and their sharpness was beyond imagination.
The black blood vessels that were as thick as an arm were not the same as the ones that appeared just now. There was an endless number of them and this time, there were only three thousand. However, the power of these three thousand blood vessels was not comparable to the previous ones.
Plop, plop, plop …
The dozen or so black blood vessels were like incomparably hard spears of blood, piercing through one of the cultivators and devouring him. His entire body died in an instant, and not even his bones were left behind.
”What terrifying black-coloured veins. They can actually have such horrifying might.” It was already rather difficult for the Holy Maiden Liu Li to fight back. Her strength was not weak, but she was almost unable to hold on any longer.
”If we continue like this, only death awaits us. The power of these blood vessels is actually several levels higher than mine. If it wasn't for the protection of my sect, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to last much longer.” The Huaxian Sect's Holy Maiden frowned. She was protected by a cyan colored refining, like a fairy in a flower, beautiful beyond compare. Although she was safe at the moment, the spiritual energy in his body was used to activate the defensive magical equipment. The consumption rate was extremely fast.
The rest of the cultivators were better off, their cultivation and treasures were inferior to the Holy Maiden of the Flower Immortal Sect and the Holy Maiden Liu Li, and they were in a more difficult situation than the two of them.
These black blood vessels appeared to be of average thickness, but their power was not equal, but had a huge difference. Just like the green miasma beasts that appeared on the altar in the beginning, their strength was several small realms higher than a cultivator's cultivation level. However, the power of these black blood vessels were currently seven small realms stronger than the cultivators.
If not for the protective items that the sect bestowed upon them by fortuitous encounters, most of the remaining twenty or so cultivators would have been killed already.
”It's a tug of war right now. Everyone's opponent is seven levels higher than themselves. Once they can't endure it, they will be reduced to the nourishment of the black blood vessels, so I must persevere …” The seven colored light sword on Holy Son of Glazed Glass's body emitted a light protector, the spirit energy in his body was quickly dissipating, but he did not give up trying to resist.
Master Fengyue had already kept his beast, the wind and moon fan in his hand was releasing a faint pink light aura, protecting him inside, it could be seen that his face had turned pale, the spirit energy in his body was being consumed extremely quickly after he activated the wind and moon fan.
Everyone was struggling to hold on, and only Ye Tian, Xia Yilong, Demon Prince, Demon Princess and the white clothed man were still able to keep their expressions unchanged. The rest of the cultivators, including Xia Yuhe and Xia Yudie, were having difficulty keeping up.
”Yuhe, do you need help?” Ying Tian said as he saw Xia Yuhe struggle more and more.
”For the time being, I don't need to. I'm someone who wants to surpass my royal brother, so how can I casually ask for help when there's just a little bit of trouble? Don't worry, I can handle it.” Xia Yuhe's face was slightly pale, she had expended a lot of energy, but she did not have any intentions of helping, she had a trace of stubbornness in her heart, in Ye Tian's eyes, he admired this stubbornness, and had gone insane.
It was too similar!
It was too similar!
Other than her outer appearance, Xia Yuhe's every move was similar to Ye Tian's first life wife, Jiang Qingwu. couldn't help but want to protect and protect her; he didn't want to see her receive any harm.