Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty First Two-Headed Blood Stiff

Two-headed blood zombie, under the Hero Talisman of Tiangong, the gatekeeper.

Compared with other blood zombies' pure physical offensive and defensive capabilities, the double-headed blood zombie is very different.

After the monks quickly took over the battle and surrounded the two-headed blood zombies to start a siege.

The two-headed blood zombie's whole body glowed with golden light, like a hood, covering itself and defending against various attacks from the monks.

The spear and sharp sword hit the golden shield without any damage.

After slapping his chest a few times with blood-stiff hands, he waved wildly.

A series of flying knives flew out with blood-stiff hands, attacking the cultivator team.

Afterwards, the huge body jumped up high, and the two-headed blood stiff rushed down, rushed through the monk's attack net, and rushed towards the monk's main formation where Zeng Xiangwu was.

Sun Hao narrowed his eyes.

The two-headed blood zombie is not weak in intelligence and has independent judgment.

The strength is stronger, and the golden battle body starts to turn green. It is likely to be the peak state of the body-refining cultivator in this world, the ancient iron battle body. While waving his hands, the force should be a kind of combat technique, not the instinctive attack of the blood zombie in front.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop.

The two-headed blood stiff target was directed at Zeng Xiangwu.

This made the reaction of the monks who had not been attacked a little slower.

However, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Because in this formation, several young palace masters who seldom make shots, but are very powerful, are waiting attentively.

Xia Qingyu, the young master of the Ice and Snow Palace, scolded softly, and her jade palm flew up, making a series of palm prints.

The pure white jade palm turned into a pure white snowflake in the air. The snowflake was the size of a compass, lifelike, jade-clean and ice-clear.

boom.

The two-headed blood froze from the impact with a vertical palm, slashed on the snowflakes, and roared in his mouth: "urn."

Snowflakes trembled. It turned into ice flowers and sprinkled.

The palm strength of Shan Cui is like a wave, rushing towards him.

The two-headed blood stiff reached out and pulled, breaking the water waves, and the speed remained unabated.

The ghost like a spirit spewed out a jet-black yin and cold air, and blood qi surged on his two-headed blood-stiff body, and the yin and cold air was scattered in all directions.

Gong Xiaoli crossed her arms. The two thumbs are facing each other, the index fingers pass through the middle of the fingers, pointing forward, the middle finger is curved above the index finger, the ring finger, and the little finger are interlaced. With low eyebrows and eyes, under the veil, the small mouth muttered words. After rushing through the interception of the previous few, he scolded coquettishly: "Vajrasattva dharmakaya mantra, lion seal outside the heavenly palace..."

A golden lion cub rushed out from Gong Xiaoli's handprint. Direct shot double head blood stiff.

A trace of fear flashed across the blood-red eyes, and the blood-scarred heads roared violently: "Om", the golden light cover was shining brightly, and the arms crossed on the chest. Blocked in front of the little lion.

The battle develops extremely fast.

From when Zhao Zhumo retreated into the formation, when everyone besieged the two-headed blood zombie, to when the two-headed blood zombie rushed to the cultivator's command center, it was all in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the two-headed blood zombie had already broken through layers of interception, killing them without stopping.

It wasn't until being attacked by Gong Xiaoli's little lion that the speed dropped slightly. But still not slow, while crossing his hands to block the little lion, he has already charged forward.

Raise a thick, blood-colored thigh. Almost without hesitation, he kicked Gong Xiaoli.

Gong Xiaoli's outer lion seal. It made him feel more uncomfortable, and the main target of the attack was naturally Gong Xiaoli.

Seeing the little lion released by Gong Xiaoli, Sun Hao couldn't help but move.

At this time, the blood-stiffened big feet had already kicked over, with huge force, they kicked away Zeng Xiangwu's sharp arrow with the sound of piercing through the air.

Kicked away Ming Lanxi's flying sword.

The blood-stiffed big feet kicked Gong Xiaoli who hadn't fully recovered from the low-browed state.

In the distance, Zhao Zhumo, who was chasing after him with bloody heads, shouted loudly: "Little raccoon, be careful."

Gong Xiaoli seemed to be awakened suddenly, and pulled back from the spot.

But the blood-stiffened thighs with both heads were even faster, and they had already kicked over.

Gong Xiaoli's heart was shuddered by the stench brought by the giant legs: "It's terrible."

"Bump", there was a loud noise in front of Gong Xiaoli.

A huge air wave hit, and Gong Xiaoli took advantage of the momentum to roll over, do a few backflips, and land on the yellow ground.

Meimu looked forward, and the phantom of a villain who looked like Vajra Vajra was rapidly fading away.

With a "boom", Zhao Zhumo's cross sword slashed the back of the two-headed blood stiff, and the two heads roared upwards: "Om..." One of the heads looked at Gong Xiaoli, very unwilling, and the other head But he looked in Sun Hao's direction, as if very angry.

Gong Xiaoli's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Sun Hao.

But he found that Sun Hao was quietly putting away a fingerprint.

There was a burst of sweetness in his heart, but he snorted heavily, seemingly very dissatisfied, Gong Xiaoli said loudly: "Dear friends, be careful, the two-headed blood stiffness is too fierce, it is not easy to resist..."

Zhao Zhumo's invincible cross sword slashed the back of the double-headed blood stiffened, splashing out bursts of blood, and flying a large piece of flesh and blood.

Just now this guy's defense focused on Gong Xiaoli's outer lion seal, and his back defense was a little weaker, but he finally failed to block Zhao Zhumo's attack and was injured.

It's just that, with Zhao Mo's ability, he can only hurt the blood-stiffened skin of both heads.

This battle has to be fought.

The blood-stiffened back of both heads was hit, and the thick legs kicked on the ground. With the help of the attack power of the cross sword, the speed increased sharply, accelerated forward, and rushed forward.

At this time, the two heads are bloody stiff, showing superhuman combat ability. Perhaps because of the two heads, the two hands display two different attacks.

Clenching a fist with his right hand, he slammed forward and punched out. The strength of the fist was like a drill, spinning at a high speed, with the sound of whistling wind, attacking Gong Xiaoli who was the biggest threat to him.

But the left hand suddenly stretched forward, turned the wrist, and the hand turned into an eagle's beak, like a giant bird, pecking at the single bird closest to him.

The two attacks are all martial arts, and they are extremely powerful.

In this environment where the law is prohibited and the air is forbidden, the two-headed blood zombie in the peak state of the combat body is overwhelming.

The strength of the fist and the strength of pecking are irresistible and invincible.

This is the core of the big formation, and they were originally all powerful people, but when no one could resist the attack of the double-headed blood zombies, the center immediately started to fry the pot.

A cultivator of Tiangong yelled violently, erected a large shield, blocked Gong Xiaoli's front, and yelled: "Young Palace Master, retreat quickly."

Gong Xiaoli retreated quickly, behind her, there was a loud bang, and the shield had already exploded, torn apart.

Cultivator Tiangong's heart swelled, he let out a loud shout, bursts of pure silver light flashed across his body, he lifted up the Dacheng Silver Battle Body, clasped his palms together, and stood in front of Gong Xiaoli.

The two-headed blood-stiff fist punched the drill continuously, and slammed into the body of the Tiangong cultivator.

Brother Tiangong's sturdy silver battle body was pierced like tofu in an instant. With a muffled grunt, he took two steps back, and Brother Tiangong sat down on the ground.

On the right shoulder, a hole the size of a bowl appeared, and blood gushed wildly.

After this block, the fist strength was finally stopped, and finally hit the ground, creating a big hole.

Compared with Gong Xiaoli and Tiangong monk, the situation of Shan Yu, who is closest to the double-headed blood stiffness, is even more critical.

The eagle's beak was lifelike and pecked off.

There were no monks from the Sea God Temple to defend Shan Cui.

In an instant, Shan Chu felt that he had the illusion of fighting against the blood-stiffed double-headed alone.

In sight, the two-headed blood stiff behind the eagle's beak has already taken a big stride, rushing forward.

There was a pleasant singing sound from his mouth, and Shan Cui's body was raised quickly, and the legs below turned into a beautiful female tail, slapping the ground and retreating sharply.

The song rushed out, and there were bursts of sound waves in the air, but the eagle's beak pecked through the sound waves layer by layer, like pecking open sea water, and still relentlessly pecked at Shan Cui's body.

Because of the forbidden law, the sound wave ability is greatly restricted, and because the beauty incarnation itself is not good at body training.

Seeing the bird's beak rushing towards his face, and the blood-stiffed two-headed bird rushing towards him viciously, raising his big feet and kicking fiercely, Shan Cuicui cried out in pain.

Crap.

Li Hui and Xing Tianyou rushed out from a short distance away, but they watched helplessly as their bloody heads were about to hit Shan Chuan, and there was no time to rescue them.

In the distance, amidst Zhu Ling's crisp shout, her jade legs circled, her body flew into the air, and she also rushed towards him, shouting: "Xiaohao."

In the blink of an eye, Shan Cui heard Zhu Ling's voice, and suddenly felt relieved, yes, Xiaohao is here.

However, quickly, she thought again, hum, he knows so many beauties...

Before she could figure it out, there was a loud bang in front of her body, and a lifelike real dragon rushed over and hit the eagle's beak.

They collided with each other suddenly, and the air current pushed Shan Chuxi backwards.

In the beautiful eyes, the indestructible eagle's beak has been smashed and scattered in the air.

The blood-stiffened huge feet with both heads still kicked at him wildly.

Then, Shan Cui felt that a stream of air rushing past him was as if the sun was rising and the sun was shining. (to be continued ~^~)