After the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and thick black smoke suddenly emerged from the dead black branches in his hands, as if a beacon fire was lit, which was incomparable to the previous wisps of black air.
As the black smoke appeared, the area around the old man instantly became blurry and smoky, and it spread in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
Within the black smoke, there were low whimpering sounds coming out, as if there were countless vicious dogs hiding in it, making whimpering sounds in their throats and revealing their sharp white fangs.
The black fog spread rapidly with the hunchbacked old man as its center, and in the blink of an eye it had occupied nearly 40% of the open space in the forest.
"We can't let him succeed, otherwise once the black smoke spreads into the jungle, that guy will take the opportunity to escape!"
Seeing this, Blood Hand Fei Yan could not help but speak in a cold voice. After he stepped on the ground, he was like a wisp of light smoke, shooting directly towards the oncoming thick black smoke.
At the same time, he waved the folding fan in his hand forward, and more than a dozen red lines flew out directly from the fan, growing in the wind, and instantly turned into more than a dozen flying sickle blood mantises.
Each one is as big as an adult, with a pair of red eyes shining with bloodthirsty luster, and a pair of huge front paws in front of it, as if they had just been dipped in bright red blood.
The teeth on it were bright red and sharp, and when the two feet rubbed against each other, a sound of metal rubbing against each other was made, as if two saw teeth were pulling against each other horizontally.
As soon as these flying sickle blood mantises reached the air, they flapped their almost translucent red wings and rushed directly towards the black smoke.
The Confucian scholar used his famous skills as soon as he made a move, and it was obvious that he did not want to get entangled with the other party any further.
The hunchbacked old man just sneered when he saw this, stretched out a finger and touched the dead tree, and the black branches of the dead tree vibrated with a "buzzing" sound.
Then, the surrounding black smoke suddenly and violently surged.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
Dozens of voices seemed to be connected into a line, and about twenty black shadows the size of calves shot out one after another.
More than a dozen blood mantises pounced on the oncoming flying sickle, and the rest of the black shadows pounced on the blood hand flying sickle.
These calf-sized black shadows were all ugly and ferocious in appearance, with heads as big as buckets, a pair of eyes flashing with ferocity, thick skin on their faces covered with a layer of black armor, and bloody mouths with fangs sticking out like sharp blades piercing the sky and the earth.
Its body is covered with black fur like a hedgehog, and its five claws are as clear as cast iron. It looks like a top-notch ferocious beast in the world. At first glance, it looks quite like a hellhound among the third-tier monsters, but it lacks the hellhound's raging evil spirit.
Looking at the demon dog that was flying towards him, Blood Hand Fei Yan's eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness, and he let out a low growl, completely changing his previous careless attitude.
"You actually refined so many second-level black-armored demon dogs!"
He stretched out his slender fingers and touched the folding fan, then slid it in front of his body, and suddenly a streak of light flew out from the front of the folding fan.
This streak of blood seemed to have formed a vast river in front of him, with blood rushing to the sky and a raging blood tide. As the blood tide surged, it was like angry waves crashing onto the rocks, rolling up huge blood-colored waves.
When these waves were in the air, they formed faces like sharp ghosts, opening their mouths wide while roaring, and biting the approaching black shadows.
At this moment, those flying sickle blood mantises had collided with a dozen other black-armored magic dogs.
For a moment, there were loud roars and "puff" sounds, fur, blood and flesh splattered all over the sky, and many limbs of flying sickle blood mantis fell to the ground. The limbs did not lose their life immediately after falling to the ground, and were still twitching on the ground.
At the moment of the fight in front, the He brothers had already rushed from both sides to the back of the hunchbacked old man. The young man in purple was hiding behind him. Although there was black smoke at this time, his figure could still be seen.
The young man in purple was looking around nervously. He followed the instructions of the hunchbacked old man. When the black smoke spread to the edge of the jungle, the hunchbacked old man would use the black smoke to launch a large-scale attack.
At that time, the young man in purple will take advantage of the cover of the black smoke and sneak directly into the jungle. The hunchbacked old man will use his secret technique to delay the other party for half a cup of tea, allowing the young man in purple to quickly escape from here.
The He brothers were also giants of the magic world. They saw through the hunchbacked old man's intention at a glance. The moment the Blood Hand Flying Scythe in front of them launched an attack, they also took action. However, the black smoke was strange, so they did not dare to put themselves in danger.
He Manzi slapped his storage bag, and immediately two pistols about one foot long appeared.
As he made a gesture with his hands, two pistols shot rapidly towards the purple-robed young man and the hunchbacked old man. In the blink of an eye, they were lost in the billowing black smoke.
But in the next moment, the two spears disappeared from He Manzi's consciousness, which made him terrified. He cast spells repeatedly, but the two short spears were like a drop in the ocean, with no reaction at all.
Although these two pistols are not magic weapons, they are also top-level spiritual treasures. With their cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Period, they can have a certain killing power even against cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment Period.
Just as he was looking horrified, he saw the hunchbacked old man turned around and glanced at them intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
The two brothers looked at each other and realized that the black smoke must be some kind of magical power of the hunchbacked old man. How could they kill the young man in purple without getting rid of the black smoke
He Manhua, the younger brother, threw the huge mace in his hand into the air, and the Sky Blue Wolf appeared again. Then he pointed his finger, and this time the Sky Blue Wolf showed hesitation.
He Manhua's face darkened and he tightened the magic spells in his hands. The Sky Blue Wolf in the air didn't dare to delay any longer this time. It just opened its mouth wide and suddenly a powerful suction force came out of its mouth.
The thick black smoke that was spreading in front of it seemed to be gathered in an instant, and rushed into its big mouth, and was continuously sucked in by it like a whale sucking water.
Although the Sky Blue Wolf is huge in size, it still seems to be unable to cope with the large-scale billowing smoke.
However, the black smoke that was about to spread to the edge of the jungle was stopped, and the plans of the hunchbacked old man and the purple-shirted young man were temporarily frustrated. Although this move immediately disrupted the opponent's plan, He Manhua was not having an easy time either. The blue wolf showed a painful expression, and as it inhaled more black smoke, the blue flames that were originally rising from it continued to dim.
The surface of the body began to be surrounded by wisps of black gas, and the Tiancang Qinglang's entire body began to tremble continuously, and the tremors seemed to be getting more and more violent.
He Manhua was also not feeling well. Veins on his forehead were bulging and his breath became weaker and stronger.
It was obvious that these thick black smokes were not his beast soul, which could be swallowed at will. Even he himself had begun to suffer the backlash force.
When He Manzi saw this, he shouted loudly, and the green abacus in his hand shone brightly, becoming extremely dazzling. Little green snakes shot towards the back of the hunchbacked old man and the purple-shirted young man like a rain of arrows.
He naturally knew that his brother could not hold out for too long, at most about ten breaths, otherwise he would be seriously injured by the backlash.
Even if he could kill that kid within ten breaths, his brother He Manhua would have no chance of recovery without half a year of recuperation.
Especially the refined soul of the Sky Blue Wolf, there is almost a possibility of destruction.
However, if the Tiancang Qinglang can refine the black smoke it swallowed this time after returning, it may be able to advance to the middle stage of the second-level monster. Otherwise, it will surely end up with its soul destroyed.
Looking at the overwhelming green snake rain, the young man in purple shirt turned pale, but he bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
He had already noticed that this rain of green snakes was different from the previous battle with Uncle Sang, and not only the number had changed.
Each of the little snakes was faster and had more lively eyes, and they were obviously not refined on the same level.
The purple-shirted young man guessed correctly. As these little snakes were shot out, the muscles on He Manzi's face kept twitching.
These little snakes are the souls of first-level peak green phosphorus snakes that he had collected with great difficulty over the past few decades. It can be said that each one cost him a huge amount of spirit stones to collect. If one dies, there is one less, and it would be extremely difficult to replenish them.
He seemed to be very powerful this time, but every time he lost one, his heart bleeds.
He Manhua couldn't hold on for too long, so he had to attack with all his might. Although he had more powerful spells available, he didn't dare to use them easily.
The Blood Hand Flying Scythe is definitely not a good guy. If the two brothers play all their cards, the biggest possibility is that they will be making things difficult for others. It is even possible that the other party will take advantage of the two brothers' exhaustion and kill them.
At this time, a dozen black-armored demon dogs and flying sickle blood mantises were entangled in the air ahead. Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and the spiritual light dissipated and then disappeared in the air.
A black-armored demon dog clenched its claws tightly on the back of a flying sickle blood mantis. No matter how the flying sickle blood mantis swung its swords, the terrifying pair of blood-red sickles could not hit the black-armored demon dog behind it.
The black-armored demon dog's eyes flashed with ferocity, and with a roar, it bit the head of the Flying Sickle Blood Mantis. As the huge head was pulled up and down, the internal organs and spiritual light in the neck cavity came out.
Although they are all souls, they have some entities after refining, but most of their bodies are still composed of souls and spiritual light. If they are completely transformed into entities, their strength will have a qualitative breakthrough.
After the black-armored demon dog swallowed the head of the flying sickle blood mantis in one gulp, it clamped its hook-like claws hard, and the flying sickle blood mantis's body turned into dots of spiritual light in the sky, which was then sucked into its stomach in one gulp.
Then, it turned around and pounced on other battle groups, but when it turned around, it was discovered that only half of its calf-like body was left. It was obvious that it had fought a fierce battle with the flying sickle blood mantis just now, and it was a miserable victory.
In this battlefield, in just a moment, only four black-armored demon dogs and two flying sickle blood mantises were left.
On the other side, Blood Hand Flying Scythe was controlling the blood-colored river and fighting fiercely with the remaining three black-armored demon dogs. His blood-colored river was reduced from dozens of feet to less than three feet, tightly protecting some space in front of him.
Overall, it seemed that the hunchbacked old man had the upper hand. He controlled the dead tree and black branches with one hand, which seemed easy, but it was not.
He had to keep an eye on the He brothers at all times, so when facing the Blood Hand Flying Scythe, he could only exert 60% of his combat power. This was probably when the Blood Hand Flying Scythe did not exert its full strength. The Blood Hand Flying Scythe just wanted to attract most of his attention.
Although the hunchbacked old man's cultivation was one level higher than that of Blood Hand Flying Scythe, he was unable to dodge and move for a while after he was distracted to protect the purple-shirted young man behind him.
He did not have a spirit storage bag to store the purple-robed young man in. This kind of treasure, which was considered precious even by the four major sects, was not something that a casual cultivator like him could possess. Otherwise, how could he be so cautious in this trip.
In his spiritual consciousness, he saw a rain of green snakes coming from behind him, and his own thick black smoke was stopped from spreading by the blue wolf, which made the hunchbacked old man frown.
Although the cultivation base of these three people is lower than his, none of them is weaker than him in terms of fighting experience, and they can often see the opponent's fatal weakness at a glance.
The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"Humph, you actually gave up the advantage of combined attack to forcibly stop me."
Then he moved his lips slightly and sent a message to the young man in purple.
"Young Master, you use the Jade Purification Bottle to deal with the rain of snakes for two breaths. Let me deal with the Sky Blue Wolf first."
The hunchbacked old man also saw the opponent's weakness at a glance. The blue wolf was really holding on strongly.
Although he had a secret method to hold back the three people, he could only use it at the right time. Otherwise, if he used it too early, the young man in purple would not escape, and he himself would be exhausted prematurely.