The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 302
boom!
Chang Jian, who was seriously injured, hit the red-armored iron prison, showing a very terrifying sword wound on his body, and this sword wound was caused by the curse sword, and the wound could not heal.

"It hurts. Although this sword wound is heavy, it is not fatal. But we must find a way to dissolve the cursed power on this sword, otherwise the vitality will be lost little by little."

The curse sword has the power of curse, and the sword wound cannot be healed.

"A good man never suffers from immediate losses."

Chang Jian leaned hard towards the red-armored iron prison array behind him, and with a thought, he had already penetrated the red-armored iron prison array. The second-level marquis was knocked down in the formation just now, the third-level marquis was restrained by Gratis, and the fourth-level marquis Four more died in Qianqi's hands.

Qian Qi's sword intent was enhanced, killing countless red armored guards when the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, including those bound by Glatis.

Now there are more than 50 red armored guards, only nine red armored guards including Chang Jian are left, and there are several seriously injured among these nine.

"It's terrible. What happened in the formation just now? More than 40 red armored guards were killed and more than 30 were killed. Now there are only nine of us left?"

"Sword Qi, it's Sword Qi." A red armored guard recalled the scene just now. "When Qianqi swung his sword, the sword was actually covered with sword energy."

"Sword Qi!!!"

"The bat avatar, the sword energy, and the supreme sword intent he raised in the state of ecstasy in the formation, this guy is too enchanting."

Indeed, having a bat clone and sword energy was enough to shock the red armored guards, but Qian Qi was able to enter a state of ecstasy surrounded by more than 40 red armored guards and enhance his sword intent in a crisis.

Qian Qi's artistic conception of using a sword has improved, it has really improved.

If the sword energy that Qianqi swung in the past was an invisible sword energy, just an explosion of sword intent, then what he swung now is the real sword energy, the real sword intent.

After the sword intent has been raised to this level, even if there is no sword in Qianqi's hands, he can still arouse the sword energy.

"In the history of the blood race, there is no one who has used sword energy so far, so there is no definition of sword energy, so let me define it. When I first realized sword energy, sword energy was just fierce wind pressure, and it was the essence of power. Then It can be called atmosphere.”

"But now my sword energy is the refraction of my inner strength, it is the display of my mind. When I think of winter, the sword energy is cold, and when I think of hot summer, the sword energy is hot. So it can be called the current sword energy. The boundary is the artistic conception."

Qian Qi recalled the process of using the sword just now, and divided his sword aura into two levels, aura and artistic conception.

Now that the artistic conception has been achieved, Qianqi's sword is naturally more powerful.

"How to do?"

For a while, the remaining eight red armored guards all looked at the captain Chang Jian. They never imagined that their group of more than 50 red armored guards would be completely defeated by a third-level marquis in the end.

Is the opponent too strong, or is he too careless?

"Is there a stronghold of our Chijiawei near here?" Chang Jian asked repeatedly.

"Yes, but it's thousands of miles away. It may take a day to go back and forth." A red armored guard replied.

"Go to one person to ask for support, and the rest will continue to maintain the formation. No matter how strong and evil this Qianqi is, he will not be able to break our red-armored iron prison formation. As long as the formation is not broken, he will never want to escape. Come on, it's hard for him not to die." Chang Jian has made up his mind to drag Qian Qi to death with crowd tactics.

"But the nearest Chijiawei stronghold only has a team of low-level Chijiawei, and their team leader is only a third-level Marquis. Even if they come, I'm afraid they won't be able to help." The Chijiawei said again.

"So weak?" Chang Jian also frowned. "Compared to Qianqi, the third-level marquis is too weak."

"Where is the communication equipment for help?" Chang Jian asked again.

"There seems to be a Fengxing branch thousands of miles away, perhaps with communication equipment." Someone replied.

"Help." Chang Jian gritted his teeth.I can only ask for help.

"But our formation?" A famous red armored guard showed a worried expression.

Seeing that the red armor guard hesitated to speak, Chang Jian suddenly thought of something. "The foundation of this red-armored iron prison formation must be maintained by eight blood races. If one person is arranged to ask for help, the remaining eight blood races can't leave at all. They can only stay within a hundred feet of this formation. The armored iron prison will disappear by itself."

"Who's going?" Chang Jian's chest was hurting. "Now I am seriously injured. Although I will not die for a while, it is definitely not an option to procrastinate like this. However, even if I go to ask for help, the red armored guards who can really help are probably hundreds of thousands of miles away. It will take at least one person to come here." Two or three days, can I last that long?"

Rumble.

Just as Chang Jian was thinking, Qianqi within the formation possessed a phantom image of a hundred-foot-high giant bull, and crazily rushed towards the red-armored iron prison formation.

Qian Qi saw the worried expression of the red armored guard just now.So Qianqi guessed that their red-armored iron prison must be unstable.

"They are all injured now, and their blood energy should be unstable. No matter how strong this red-armored iron prison formation is, it depends on blood energy to affect the power of heaven and earth to maintain it. No matter how strong the formation is, it can be broken with strength. Now the formation is just right. When I was weak, maybe I could break it with brute force."

Bull rush!

Rumble, Bull Rush is Qianqi's strongest single-target attack move. In terms of force collision and destructive power, this skill is the most powerful.

But in terms of fierceness, it is of course Qianqi's artistic conception sword energy.

boom!boom!boom!
Qianqi's attacks were crazy, almost non-stop, every impact made the red armored prison tremble deeply.

"No, the red-armored iron prison formation is about to be broken. Quickly, quickly maintain the formation." Chang Jian yelled, and at the same time complained in his heart: "How can this kid have such strong blood? He can use such a powerful skill continuously! "

This is the benefit of the natal blood crystal. Although Qian Qi is only a third-level marquis, his blood energy is richer than that of Chang Jian, a fifth-level marquis, because he has the natal blood crystal.

Although Chang Jian has reached the fifth-level marquis, he has not yet condensed the natal blood crystal. There is only one chance to condense the natal blood crystal.

People like Qian Qi who dared to condense the first natal blood crystal when he was a first-level Marquis are only a handful in the entire blood clan world.

"No, I can't hold on anymore."

The phantom of the giant bull kept crashing into the red-armored iron prison like a real mountain peak, and finally an injured third-level marquis yelled out a mouthful of blood.

If you want to hold the red-armored iron prison formation, although the more red-armored guards the better, the most basic thing is to have eight red-armored guards as the base of the formation.

When forming the formation, the red armor guards need to continuously inject blood energy into the formation, and the formation is also connected with the mind.

Now Qian Qi is frantically bombarding the iron prison formation, just like colliding with the red armor guard through a layer of barriers. Although there is protection, the injured third-level Marquis still can't bear it.

boom!
The red armored guard fell from a height.

"Damn."

Now that the red-armored iron prison formation is maintained, there are only nine red-armored guards in total, and one fell, and there are only eight left, which is exactly a base number. If any red-armored guards cannot hold on, the iron prison formation will be broken.

"I'm dying too." Another third-level Marquis gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Hold it all for me." Chang Jian was obviously dizzy with anger. It will be a matter of time before the iron prison formation is destroyed at this time. What's the point of holding on for a while longer?
"I really can't do it." Another third-level Marquis passed out and fell from a high altitude.

Wow, the red-armored iron prison formation was broken, and the phantom of the giant bull directly charged out from the formation.

Boom!

Knock down two fourth-level marquises.

"The fire of hell."

"Incomparably fierce!"

As soon as the red-armored iron prison was broken, Xiao Hei immediately rushed out of the formation, and the power of the beast spread outward.

The fire of purgatory that had been condensed for a long time was used, and a fourth-level marquis had just been broken by the impact, and had no time to dodge, and was burned by the flames.

……

When the evil power of the little black spread, the original location of the Taka tribe.

A man with black air around his body walked in the valley like a person in a painting with splashed ink. The man was wearing a black cloak, and under the cloak was extremely fair skin.

"It should be this place, but why is there no one here?"

"My Zhongsen occupies an area of ​​tens of millions, and there are countless treasures in it. Unfortunately, the area is too large to be explored. A few years ago, a blood race broke into my Zhongsen and was caught by me. This blood race is called Wengma."

"I have tortured the urn horse for nearly five years, exhausted all kinds of means, and finally learned from this respectable blood clan that he dared to step into my Nakamori to find a treasure."

"Nakamori is surrounded by four forests, and there are countless powerful enemies. If you want to protect yourself, you must have strength. This treasure may bring me strength, so I traveled thousands of miles to Beisen, to the hometown of Wengma , looking for his tribe, looking for information related to the baby."

"But since I've failed? There's nothing here, do the despicable blood dare to deceive me?"

"I'm going to kill him when I go back."

This bewitching man talked to himself, and from his words, he was actually from Nakamori in the realm of beasts.

"Hey, there is a good beast power in that direction. Didn't you think there is still my powerful beast in this Beisen land?"

The man suddenly looked towards the south, and then the black gas rose up, and his body turned into a three-hundred-foot-long black centipede under the black cover.

The man is actually a beast!
A ferocious beast that has reached the realm of transformation!

Above the alchemy, the realm of transformation, any beast that has reached the realm of transformation can transform into a form.

……

"Gladys."

Glatis reappeared and restrained the two red armored guards.

The nine red armored guards who were originally holding the formation, only Chang Jian and a fourth-level marquis were left in an instant.

"How could this be?" Chang Jian looked at Qian Qi in horror. "It's just a third-level marquis, how could it be possible to destroy one of my red armored guards?"

In fact, Chang Jian didn't know that Qian Qi was at the end of his efforts, and the continuous consumption of blood energy, even if he had the blood crystal of his own life, it was already unbearable.

The reason why he still stands there calmly is that he is struggling.

"I can no longer consume blood energy, use the sword, and kill him with the newly realized artistic conception sword energy."

When using a sword, it consumes very little blood energy. Sword skill is a skill that relies on sword intent and has nothing to do with blood energy.

"Ghost dance sword technique."

Hey, Qianqi raised his sword blade, and used the ghost dance sword technique again, but after realizing the artistic conception sword energy, Qianqi's ghost dance sword technique was many times stronger than before.

Before the sword arrived, the incomparably powerful sword energy had already torn the red armor on the fourth-level Marquis.

Before the sword arrived, Chang Jian's cheek was already scratched by the sharp sword energy.

Before the sword arrived, the dazzling sword energy turned into countless sword lights, shining in everyone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)