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Chapter 669: Their respective battlefields (2)

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Three figures loomed all around.

Here is an unknown spiritual space.

The Blood Mosquito King was shocked at first, then disdainful and annoyed.

Its hands and arms are continuously extended, and the front ends become sharp, like two conical spikes.

Its blood-brown tail flicked and flicked, and the end was like a pinhole, accompanied by contraction and swelling.

A prismatic emblem emerged between its brows, and waves of blood swayed.

Authority: Bloodthirsty!

The Blood Mosquito King has more than 30% control over this authority, and he is also a senior powerhouse among the legendary elves.

It flicked its tail like a sharp whip.

Pierce the darkness.

Tear up the slowly unfolding black curtain.

The black-robed figure behind him escaped into the space and disappeared, it was not annoyed, its pupils stood up, and it immediately found the other two hidden elves.

Its figure flashed and came to one of them.

Spikes stick out.

The blood glow faintly wants to tear the spiritual space apart.

But the figure in front of him disappeared, just like the surrounding bubbles that sometimes appeared and sometimes shattered.

No trace to be found.

The Blood Mosquito King frowned, and his figure flashed again.

This time, when it came to the elf in a black and white dress, it felt that the passage of time had become strange, and the trails of stars spread towards it like vines growing in the void.

None of this will stop it.

The Blood Mosquito King's eyes were scarlet, and the star trails instantly melted into blood.

Its spikes pierced through the distorted time, stabbing at the elf in black and white skirt who was close at hand.

Behind the elf in the black and white dress, a dark full moon appeared, casting a dim brilliance.

For a moment, the Blood Mosquito King felt that there were negative forces such as slowness, confusion, weakness, and dislocation.

It is still not afraid.

The power of authority drove away all kinds of influences, the power of the source burst out, and the spikes pierced out.

pierced...

In front of its eyes, it was no longer Yongye Yaoji, but Ah Yan in black robe.

Ah Yan, who was pierced by the spike, had no wound.

At the wound is a black hole as thick as a bucket, which connects to the unknown darkness.

Blood Mosquito King's dangerous intuition tells it that it is best not to be dragged into this black hole.

It reached out and pulled, but couldn't pull the arm out.

At this time,

The black robe Ah Yan swelled with black wind all over his body, howling.

At the same time, a trail of stars appeared.

And the black full moon still hangs high.

The Blood Mosquito King crossed.

"Pffff—"

Its entire arm exploded, and its figure jumped out of several spatial categories in a flash.

With a wave of the remaining left arm, all the bubbles around it that gave it a bad feeling were wiped out.

Only then did it lift up its broken right arm, a burst of blood surged, and the right arm recovered with a sharp stab.

Its breath is intact.

But Die Xiaodie and the others have already started the second stage of tactics.

Fufu's figure appeared in the distance.

Behind it, a round of sun rose slowly, reached the highest point, and then slowly set.

Day turned into night, and a bright full moon hung high.

From full moon, to half moon, to waning moon.

The sun and the moon rotate.

The moon also waxes and wanes.

The flow of time around the Blood Mosquito King began to change strangely.

It is a legend, and to a certain extent, it is not affected by time. Its thoughts can still function normally, but its whole body is trapped in the quagmire of time.

At this moment, white shadows appeared one after another.

Scattered around, the appearance of the Butterfly Fairy can be vaguely seen from these white shadows.

They raised their arms and put their palms together. The closed palms seemed to be the portal of a world, from which a bright light burst out.

the heights of space,

Ah Yan, who was dressed in a black robe, made up the last gap, and the energy of countless shadows in the underworld boiled up.

It fell with one palm.

The Blood Mosquito King no longer has room to hide.

It can only continue to give instructions, facing several bodies with instantaneous delays.

Brilliance, quietly blooming.

The spiritual space collapsed one after another, and in the annihilated radiance, the figure of the Blood Mosquito King dissipated inch by inch until it was completely annihilated.

"solved?"

"No, no!"

With the help of Ah Yan's vision, Su Hao looked over.

somewhere far away,

A drop of blood swelled and quickly turned into the figure of the Blood Mosquito King.

But at this time, the color of its entire body became lighter, and its aura weakened quite a bit.

Fear remained in its pupils.

After suffering the first loss, it didn't run away, it didn't want to run away, it was out of face, it was a majestic legend, and had to back away from three and a half legends, there was no place for this face in the future.

But the second time I suffered a loss, it was after a big loss.

The Blood Mosquito King clearly realized that he was not an opponent.

"This is by no means ordinary authority. They all have high-level authority, even among the high-level, rare and powerful authority."

As for top authority

Forgive the Blood Mosquito King for never thinking about it.

It has never seen an elf with top authority, let alone a semi-legendary, which does not exist at all in its cognition.

Losing to the three high-ranking authority holders, this is not so disappointing.

The Blood Mosquito King made an excuse for himself to retreat.

It just so happened that at this time, the spiritual space collapsed inch by inch due to the previous bombardment.

It can get away easily.

The Blood Mosquito King thought.

It was discovered that under the collapsed spiritual space, there was a...

A dreamy space with countless bubbles.

it:"?"

in mind space,

Ah Yan's main attack, Die Xiaodie's cooperation, and Fu Fu's support.

The three friends hung up the Blood Mosquito King and beat him in turn.

The authority of the Blood Mosquito King was completely unable to be brought into play, but barely supported by relying on the ability to be reborn in the blood.

Its breath has become weaker and weaker.

At this time,

Die Xiaodie frowned, and glanced at the weak Blood Mosquito King not far away. With a wave of its little hand, the positions of the two little friends, A Yan and Fu Fu, were replaced with two misty white mist in the distance.

the next moment,

click—

The entire spiritual space shattered, and a figure lingering with blood appeared.

It grabs and pulls with both hands.

It will completely tear up the entire spiritual space.

"God."

The Blood Mosquito King flew to this figure, both grateful and ashamed.

far away,

Three figures of Die Xiaodie, A Yan, and Fu Fu appeared.

Su Hao was in the underworld, frowning slightly, "It's a pity."

He opened the panel and glanced.

The legendary elves who only held ordinary authority were weaker than he expected, but they were really durable.

"It may also be because of the bloodline. Isn't it reasonable for the bloodline to have more than 100 million points?"

There were bursts of roars from the distant space, and a dazzling brilliance that seemed to explode like a star appeared, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Die Xiaodie looked over.

It is a few figures who are fighting.

It's not dumb crows.

They are in the far corner.

"It's Ghost City and Thunder God Palace, they're fighting again."

This is good news.

but soon...

The five legendary elves who were fighting separated.

they found...

A legend in the blood pool was sluggish.

what happened

The Blood God Venerable said, "They are the holders of high-level authority, maybe even top-level authority."

It has two meanings.

For one thing, Butterfly Fairy and the others are not weak, if you continue to fight, these semi-legends may take advantage of them.

Second,

Legend has it that the elves have fallen, and high-level powers have emerged...

A high-level authority... Even if it is not of a similar type to myself, it can help.

This is interest.

The five legends were moved.

They were silent for a moment, "Choose one each?"

Blood God Venerable flicked his long blood-colored hair, "Yes."

(end of this chapter)