Start with the Covenant Spirit

How can it pick the weakest one, an ordinary crown, it is not enough to swallow it completely, it is not satisfied.

It has to engulf it quickly, absorb and digest this fire crow, and then go to hunt the next target.

At this time,

The Fire Crow no longer flinched, fluttered its wings from a pedal, and flew straight towards it, the bright flames on its body dimmed, and a dark golden sword light slashed out.

Where Jianmang slashed, everything turned into the purest nothingness.

Retreat by all means!

Powerful shock!

The eyes of the Blood Ball King were full of shock.

……

another space,

The fat bear turned into a thunderball, constantly flying around.

behind,

It is a legendary elf wearing armor and holding two blood-colored war knives - the Blood Sword King.

It maintains the purest way of fighting, with the power of authority on its body, and one step away is hundreds of miles away.

It waved its two knives, slashing out one after another terrifying blood-colored sword light.

No matter how the Thunder Bear in the distance dodged, the sword lights hit the Thunder Bear with precision.

Cut off lightning.

The thunder bear kept falling, and pieces of 'pedals' also shattered in its constant bombardment.

The Blood Knife King was playing with his prey, ready to give it a fatal blow when he had enough.

At this time,

Thunder Bear was still fleeing in the form of a thunder ball, and the thunder light became more and more sparse.

Under the sparse thunder light, is a blue-purple sphere, covered with blood-colored slashes.

Under the blue-purple solidified sphere is a slightly smaller silver sphere.

And inside the silver sphere,

The fat bear curled up into a ball, wrapped in thick armor.

It felt the vibration outside and made a slight estimate, "It can last a few more days, but the bear will be scared to death."

……

another place,

This is not a shattered space, but bizarre, large and small bubbles floating in it, and different scenes flashing through the bubbles.

"Mind space."

Blood Mosquito King secretly paid.

The mental space is a false place that does not exist, and can only be entered as a spiritual body.

But it is a legend in power, and no one can force it into the illusion space.

It can also feel that it is an entity at this time.

The movement of the whole body was not disturbed in the slightest.

"Let this king see, what hand did you use..."

It looked dazed for a while.

Thinking that he is still a small extraordinary elf, he lives a timid and cautious life.

When he thinks of breaking through the championship, he is very ambitious.

think……

Scene after scene flashed through his mind.

It was stunned, suddenly sober, "No..."

The star trails are staggered, covering it from all directions.

Its body suddenly became unreal.

A black figure appeared behind it, and the darkness opened like a huge mouth.

in the underworld,

Su Hao held up the glasses frames that didn't exist, "This is called tactics."

Chapter 666 Respective Battlefields ([-])

Three figures are hidden around.

Here is the unknown spiritual space.

The Blood Mosquito King was startled at first, then disdainful and angry.

Its arms and hands continued to extend, and the front end became sharp, like two conical spikes.

Its blood-brown tail flicked and flicked, and the end was pinhole-like, with contractions and bulges.

A prismatic emblem appeared between its eyebrows, and the bloody waves swayed.

Authority: Bloodthirsty!

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

It flicked its tail like a sharp whip.

pierce through the darkness.

Shred the slowly unfolding shady curtain.

The black-robed figure behind him escaped into the space and disappeared, and it was not annoyed. With a pair of pupils erected, he found the other two hidden elves in an instant.

It flashed and came to one of them.

The spikes pierce out.

The blood light is faintly tearing the spiritual space.

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 wearing a black and white dress, it felt that the passage of time had become strange, and the tracks of the stars were spreading towards it like vines growing in the void.

None of this can stop it.

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

Its spikes pierced through twisted time, stabbing the black-and-white-skirted elf close at hand.

Behind the black-and-white skirt elf, a dark full moon appeared, casting a dark brilliance.

The Blood Mosquito King felt for a while that there were negative forces such as sluggishness, confusion, weakness, and dislocation.

It is still not afraid.

The power of authority drives away all influences, the power of the source explodes, and the spikes pierce out.

pierced...

In front of it, it was no longer Yaoji Yongye, but A Yan in a black robe.

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

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

The dangerous intuition of the Blood Mosquito King told him that it was best not to be dragged into this black hole.

It reached out and pulled, but failed to pull its arm out.

At this time,

The black robe A Yan was roaring with black winds all over his body.

At the same time, another trail of stars appeared.

And the black full moon still hangs high.

The King of Blood Mosquitoes is horizontal.

"Pfft-"

Its entire arm exploded, and its figure flashed out of several space categories.

With a wave of the remaining left arm, the surrounding bubbles that gave it a bad feeling were cut off.

Only then did it lift the broken right arm, a burst of blood flowed, and the whole right arm with sharp spikes recovered.

Its breath is intact.

But they have already started the second stage of tactics.

Furou's figure appeared in the distance.

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

Day turns into night, and a bright full moon hangs high.

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

The sun and the moon rotate.

The moon is also cloudy and sunny.

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

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