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Chapter 56 Blood is the blood-inducing spell

Can you see Wu Hao's body by curse?

No, not!

She just relied on her powerful perception and could feel that there was an extremely terrifying, extremely powerful creature in that direction, like the source of darkness, similar to the endless abyss, and like the king of gods and demons.

Maybe the creatures are not correct.

The terrifying twist, the sense of ominousness, the sense of depression, the wonderful and strange power fluctuations are simply not like a living creature.

It's like facing a rule that was revealed at the beginning of creation.

She has also felt this similar aura in some places.

Where is it?

In the crystal!

"Yes, it's like going deep into the crystal fragments."

The curse was secretly shocked.

The immortals in the painting were able to stand out from countless Monet practitioners because by chance they each mastered some of the secrets inside the crystal. These secrets together were all information about the complete crystal at the beginning of creation.

Only they know the true content of this information.

Even the secret information of crystals mastered by the five immortals in the paintings is different.

The other immortals in the paintings can't even know what information the other guys have.

It’s just that the problem of restarting the world is what every immortal in the painting wants to do after obtaining information.

Restart the world and restore the crystal!

Now, I felt the information in the crystal again, thinking about some information I had obtained in the yellow crystal.

The face of the curse looked very pale.

Somewhat gloomy.

After a moment

She seemed to have made up her mind and took out her unique metal brush again.

His eyes stared at the location where Wu Hao was, gritted his teeth, and stroked his arms, and a stream of light and slightly white juice flowed out.

The blood of the immortal in the painting!

The tip of the metal brush brush brushed across the blood, instantly sucking all the flowing blood into it. The next moment, a trace of yellow fluorescence appeared in the entire weapon.

"The curse is coming!"

"Curse with blood!"

I saw the fairy in the painting of the woman, and a big spell word condensed, instantly absorbing the energy around her, and hitting Wu Hao with a bang.

The latter was shocked and wanted to act to avoid it.

However ~

The huge curse word hit the ghost fog and exploded in a blast.

A large area of ​​nearly ten square meters of ghost fog was blown into pieces and turned into nothingness.

"This is"

The curse suddenly widened his eyes, looking horrified.

The fog dissipated, and she vaguely saw the extremely deep and terrifying figure behind the fog.

The strong strange and twisted aura almost hits the face.

Shocking heart!

Just a glance, I feel that my soul is going to be twisted.

The pain like needle pricking in the mind.

Great fear

Great horror

Endless darkness!

However, before she could hold back the fear in her heart, she continued to observe~

The fog around quickly spread up again, and in less than a second, it re-covered the cleared range.

Next second~

"Ahem!"

For some reason, the curse suddenly started to cough violently, and the corners of the mouth kept benefiting blood and even small pieces of viscera.

Wake up from the shock.

At this moment, what filled her heart was endless despair.

What an existence that is.

It can be described in words at all. You can't even look at it.

She couldn't help but remember that in the legend of Monet's Valley in the world, most Monet could not look directly at the crystal, and would be shocked by the power of the crystal and eventually turned into ashes.

And how similar is her current situation?

Especially the last attack method, the blood curse released by his own blood as the traction and the metal brush as the carrier, could not even pass through the mist.

Once it touches the fog, it will be shaken and dispersed directly by the extremely unknown dark aura contained in the fog.

The serious backlash caused to her.

Seeing the dark and deep blurred figure behind the fog caused more serious mental damage to her again.

Speaking of which, her ability is activated in the form of a curse. She will cast various curses, curses that make the enemy weak, curses that confuses, etc. Especially the blood curse that is cast in her blood is the most powerful.

But now it has no effect at all and has completely failed.

It's incredible.

In fact, she didn't know at all that the curse was just an ominous force, and in terms of the unknown and distorted power, what could be comparable to the weird self?

It’s like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!

Showing it out!

Despair begins to lead to fear, and fear slowly accumulates and eventually converges into a river.

If the bank broke through the dam and cracked the hole, it would be out of control.

Death seems irreversible.

The yellow passport that had been spreading on her body first dissipated, and then the ghost fog carried the pheromone and thought about the erosion in her body.

Although the curse still wants to organize the power in his body to resist, it will be of no use.

The fear in her heart grew stronger and stronger as time went by, and in the end, it began to blur her consciousness.

The psychedelic effect of pheromone made her feel that she was organizing resistance, but the reality was that she had no strength to act and collapsed on the ground.

Only wait for death!

"It's so dangerous!"

"As a matter of doing nothing, I can't go into battle myself. If there were no ghost fog to block it, the consequences of this guy's attack just now would be as if it were imprinted on him."

Wu Hao watched the curse be eroded by ghost fog little by little, and then he felt relieved after confirming that she had no power of resistance.

The attack that was led by blood just now was very strange, and the distance between time and space was almost nothing. After Wu Hao just saw the word "cursive" condensed in the void, he hit the ghost fog the next moment.

In the end, more than ten square meters of ghost fog were detonated, turning it into nothingness.

This has never happened since the birth of the ghost fog.

The ghost fog may have been restricted, frozen, and its activity has been reduced. Various emergencies occurred when Wu Hao captured mutant monsters.

But there has never been a state of ghost fog that is broken and turned into nothingness.

At this moment, he felt his ghost fog, and the area was only about 170 square meters.

Fortunately, although he was defeated a small part, it seemed that the damage to the ghost fog was not great. At this moment, this guy was fiercely trying to drill into the bodies of the two immortals in the painting, using all his strength to erode and pollute the two.

Especially the curse seemed to annoy the simple-minded ghost fog. While swallowing and absorbing the energy in her body, the spirit-loving skills were activated with all their might. While polluting them desperately.

At the end, this thing almost completely wrapped the spell and couldn't see the form.

It's exactly like a gray-black meat ball.

A moment passed

Wu Hao suddenly looked happy.

"It's done!"

Kelbo actually successfully transformed at the last moment, when he was about to die!

What race will the immortals in the painting transform into?

Could it be really a skin painting?
Chapter completed!
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