Text_Chapter 328 The Thousand Foot Elder(2/2)
Boom boom boom...
As time goes by, the centipede mask man suffers more and more injuries, and the blood power in his body becomes more and more out of control.
"Haotian Sword Technique!"
At this moment, Li Fuchen issued the Haotian Sword Technique again, and a layer of invisible field power enveloped the centipede mask man, making him slightly stiff.
Qin Ming, Xuchang and others seized the opportunity and jointly launched a strike.
puff!
Spurting out a large mouthful of blood, the man in the centipede mask was seriously injured in an instant and his body fell out.
"Master, I'll take the first step."
The man in the centipede mask didn't care about the man in the cat-head mask, his body accelerated his descent, and immediately got into the ground, disappearing without a trace after a while.
"I know, he is the Qianzu Elder, one of the five elders of the Five Poisons Association." An inner sect elder who had dealt with the Five Poisons Association couldn't help but suddenly said at this time.
The Five Poisons Association is one of the top three demonic organizations in the Canglan Sect, with five elders. A few years ago, with sufficient intelligence, the Canglan Sect wiped out most of the demonic organizations in one fell swoop, including the Five Poisons Association.
However, the remaining Thousand-legged Elder of the Five Poison Society has never been found, and he never expected to meet him here.
"The Thousand-footed Elder is good at burrowing into the ground and has extremely strong survivability. If I can't kill him this time, I don't know when I can kill him next time."
"Don't worry about the Thousand-footed Elder for now. The most urgent task is to kill this person first."
In the eyes of everyone, people with cat-head masks are the real threat.
From the Qianzu elder calling the cat-headed masked man the hall master, we can see that behind the cat-headed masked man, there must be a huge demonic force. I am afraid that even the first demonic organization of the Canglan Sect is far behind.
"Damn it!"
The man in the cat-head mask had an ugly face. He could not have imagined that the Thousand-Legged Elder would run away from the battlefield.
"Do you think you are destined to be the master of this hall?"
The tens of thousands of blood beads in the hands of the man in the cat-head mask glowed with blood, and more blood power poured into his body.
He plans to kill everyone at all costs, and once he obtains enough Ten Thousand Blood Beads, he believes that they will spend some resources to heal his injuries, and maybe give him some powerful killing methods or treasures.
The majestic blood power squeezed the vitality and potential of the man with the cat head mask, and gradually, he could no longer control so much blood power, and could only control 20 to 30% of it.
But he didn't care, even a simple burst of blood power was enough to make him unstoppable.
"Die!"
A huge ball of blood-colored light erupted, and everyone was blown away. Even the Canglan Sword Formation was scattered.
"No, I can't hold it anymore."
Everyone was shocked. They thought that the man in the cat-head mask could no longer hold on, but now it seemed that the man in the cat-head mask had not reached his limit yet.
"A little devilish ant dares to cause trouble in our Canglan Region, and he still won't die."
At this moment, a burst of thunder-like sound broke through the air, deafening everyone's ears.
"It's the Supreme Elder."
Chapter completed!