"I will refine your body only if you die! Since you are not dead after one palm strike, I will give you another one!"
A gloomy voice came from the sky. The old woman looked at the figure standing in the blood net below. Seeing that the ghosts around were afraid to come forward, she knew that she must have some magic weapon that made those ghosts dare not approach.
So, while she hadn't caught her breath yet, she condensed a blood ball in mid-air with her hands. The blood ball, surging with blood, roared and made a sharp roar. The entire night sky was filled with dark clouds, and the breath seemed to be controlled by her, solidified in mid-air and injected into the blood ball.
Seeing this scene, Fengjiu's heart sank, and she had a bad feeling.
The opponent was too powerful. It was already good enough for her to be able to fight like this with her Nascent Soul strength. Now that she was seriously injured, how could she withstand her fatal blow
Seeing the blood ball surging with strong blood light that illuminated half of the night sky, and the breath of death emerging from the blood ball, covering the entire town, she couldn't help but gasp.
Is this the strength of a powerful immortal? This strength is so strong that she finds it incredible!
At that moment, the blood ball shot out from the old woman's hand and attacked her with an earth-shattering extinction momentum. She turned around and ran away, trying her best to avoid the attack, because she knew that if she was hit by this attack, her life would be in danger!
However, she still underestimated the speed of the Flying Immortal Warrior. Even though she tried to dodge and avoid him at the fastest speed, she was still not fast enough to withstand the fatal attack of the Flying Immortal Warrior.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The powerful airflow coming from behind rolled up the blood energy on the ground. She didn't look back, but she could feel the powerful blood energy roaring like a blood beast and attacking her at the speed of light. The breath of death was gradually approaching, and it was like a mountain falling from a height.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
A powerful crash was heard, followed by Fengjiu's scream and several rays of light suddenly bursting out from her body.
"Bang!"
The whole person flew dozens of meters away, and fell to the ground like a broken rag doll, unable to move. She lay on her back, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, and her bones seemed to be broken and shattered, and she couldn't use any strength at all.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
Several cracking sounds came from her body. Hearing the sound, she moved her fingers and tried to stand up again, because the old woman's fatal blow seemed to be blocked by some magic weapon on her body, otherwise, she would not be lying here unable to move with just broken bones and internal injuries, but would have been killed in one blow!
However, just as she moved her fingers, the black figure came to her side with a whoosh and stared at her as if she was staring at something strange.
"You're not dead yet?"
The old woman's eyes swept strangely, landing on the broken things around her, and a sudden realization appeared in her eyes: "It turned out that these things saved your life. Haha, little girl, you are so lucky. You have survived many times. It's a pity that when I, the ghost old lady, want people to die, no one can escape from my hands alive."
Looking at the murderous intent in the old woman's eyes and listening to the sinister voice, Fengjiu, who was unable to move, experienced for the first time the helplessness and unwillingness before death.