No one knows the origin of Mr. Skeleton, including himself. In the long years, he has already forgotten his identity... where he was born, where he came from, and what year and month he came to this world, he has completely forgotten. I don't know, I just remember that I am much older than those abnormal beings I have seen in this world.
In his vague memory, he can only remember that he came from an ancient and distant era. In that era, there was no civilized world to speak of, and killings and atrocities could be seen everywhere. The moon in the sky seemed to be covered by the earth. His blood was stained red...
He also dreams from time to time.
Dreaming of the era that made him tremble.
To dream of that blood moon that never fades away.
"Low-level life... how can you compare to me..."
Mr. Skeleton seems to be muttering to himself, the suits on his body are melting at a speed visible to the naked eye. They are like wax that is continuously dissolving due to high temperature, quickly melting into a foul smelling blood, and Mr. Skeleton's pale skin is gradually melting. There was an abnormal change, the color became dark and crimson...
Under the eyes of everyone, Mr. Skeleton's body continued to expand, like a balloon that was slowly inflated by someone blowing it up. His thin and haggard body gradually became terrifying... a few meters... tens of meters...
But in just half a minute, Mr. Skeleton's real body swelled to a height of four or five floors. The blood-stained skeleton body exuded a strong bloody smell, and the umbrella knife that he regarded as a treasure , was firmly held in his hand from beginning to end, and also changed with his changes. The slender blade was covered in layers of rancid blood, but the blade with the width of the index finger became a full meter wide, and the overall length was even longer. It is an exaggerated stretch to about ten meters...
When that frightening blood-colored long knife appeared, everyone felt that the air around them became oppressive, as if the thick blood emanating from it had already affected this space.
"Damn...why is this old man's body bigger than last time..."
Lu Yisheng looked at Mr. Skeleton in shock. Although he was frightened like that, his eyes were more excited than fear and panic, because he could intuitively feel the strength of Mr. Skeleton. ... This powerful aura is far more terrifying than what he showed in Lingxi Mountain!
"Chen Xian...is my friend...you can't hurt him..."
Mr. Skeleton is holding a bloody long knife, and his huge and heavy body is moving slowly. Every time he takes a step outside, the ground will tremble accordingly. The oppressive feeling like a blood cloud covering the sky... only makes the old man a little out of breath. angry.
"What kind of monster are you?" The old man looked up at Mr. Skeleton, with the hatchet in his hand across his chest, as if he was facing an enemy, "Are you a legendary monster?"
"magic?"
Mr. Skeleton froze for a second, then rolled his huge and terrifying eyes, staring down at the old man.
"How can such a low-level life be compared with me..."
Hearing Mr. Skull's sneer, the old man's expression changed, as if he had sensed something, he suddenly retracted his hatchet and began to move quickly in the field. When he ran, there was no sound at all when his feet landed on the ground. The only thing he could hear was the sharp wind. Like a howl when the air is torn apart...
At this moment, Mr. Skeleton did not pursue the old man's movement.
He stood quietly on the spot, standing in front of everyone like a blood-colored giant.
In the past, he might have directly chosen to hunt down that old man, but now...he just wants to protect the humans behind him.
This choice made Mr. Skeleton himself a little puzzled. When did these human beings become so important to him
Is it because of Chen Xian's order or because of his instinctive choice
Why not go after that damned low-level life
Mr. Skeleton was puzzled, his eyes followed the old man from beginning to end, and the magnitude and frequency of the huge eyeballs were frighteningly high, making people afraid that his eyeballs would suddenly fall off.
Mr. Skeleton was also surprised that the old man did not flee the battlefield.
Because at the moment when he showed his real body, Mr. Skeleton could intuitively feel the nervousness of the old man, but even so, the old man had no intention of escaping at all. He just moved around the battlefield quickly, as if looking for an opportunity to reach Mr. Behind him...his target seems to be Chen Xian!
Suddenly, Mr. Skeleton's pupils shrank, and without warning, he raised the bloody long knife in his hand, like holding a blunt weapon like a giant hammer, and smashed it down to the front right with great force.
Hearing a loud bang, the blood-colored saber instantly struck the fast-moving old man, but the saber did not kill him directly... Of course, this is also related to the mutation of the umbrella saber, which was caught by those After being covered with layers of blood-colored tissue, the blade of the long knife was no longer sharp, it looked more like a long stick.
The moment it hit the old man, he sank directly into the ground. The hatchet, which was still indestructible before, was deformed because of the huge force. The blade bent backwards in a strange arc, and the handle directly It was smashed, and the splintered wood was scattered everywhere.
"Too weak... Just because you want to kill Chen Xian... I can't even kill him... Why do you..."
Mr. Skeleton was chattering, he kept raising the bloody long knife and dropping it again, as if he was hitting a nail on the ground with a giant hammer.
Because Mr. Skeleton's knife is too fast, it can cause a shriek that tears the air every time, and when it hits the target, it will make a roar that is almost explosive, accompanied by this seemingly endless battle. With the restless smashing, the ground continued to be sunken in a large area, and the old man who was his primary target was sinking continuously...
"What kind of abnormal life is he..."
Li Daosheng watched this battle with great disparity in strength, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat but he didn't know it. Thinking of his words and deeds at the foot of the mountain before, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
If Chen Xian hadn't shown up at the foot of the mountain, what he was fighting against was this abnormal skeleton-like life... What are his chances of winning
Even if he could win against this skeleton, it would be a miserable victory in the end, right
It is obviously impossible to defeat him without any injuries and without paying any price!
"Awesome?" Lu Yisheng's face was full of pride. Although his face turned pale from the madness of Mr. Skeleton's beating, he still couldn't hide the frightened energy in his words. , "My bone brother, dear brother!"
"Compared to the last time he fought on Lingxi Mountain... he seems to be stronger." Xu Yanan murmured, and couldn't help asking Chen Xian curiously, "What's wrong with him recently? Why is his cultivation speed so fast?"
Chen Xian didn't say a word, but he had an answer in his heart.
Since Mr. Skeleton got rid of the shackles of the meat saw, his relationship with him is like a friend, but from time to time he still makes some unreasonable demands, for example... he needs Chen Xian's blood.
Chen Xian's blood is completely different from that of ordinary people. For Mr. Skeleton, it is an excellent tonic, and it is also the only way to quickly improve his strength. Not only that, these bloods are like keys, which seem to be able to open Mr. Skeleton's life. Memories that are buried deep in the soul.
Therefore, Mr. Skeleton needs Chen Xian to provide him with his own blood, and Chen Xian relies on his almost immortal self-healing power, so naturally he is not stingy with Mr. Skeleton in this regard, and Chen Xian will give him as much as he wants. ... During this period of time, Mr. Skeleton has asked him three times in private, and the blood essence extracted each time is at least two liters.
If Chen Xian's self-healing power hadn't been working all the time, Chen Xian would probably have to be sucked and fucked when he delivered the goods to Mr. Skeleton for the first time.
At this moment, seeing Mr. Skeleton in the arena so vigorously, Chen Xian couldn't help feeling relieved. It seemed that his blood was not in vain.
Don't you just like blood
Give!
When I go back, I will give you a 20-jin amount so that you can absorb enough!
At this moment, Chen Xian, who was immersed in relief, suddenly realized something, hurriedly spoke up, and hurriedly stopped Mr. Skull's "violence".
"Don't kill him! We can still use him!"