"Oh, right!"

The ice tree seemed to have thought of something, and immediately released Han Ping and stopped suppressing the demonic energy.

"Forehead"

Han Ping screamed, and the crazy demonic energy bloomed on him, his black hair fluttered. At this moment, he was like a demon, all enemies of the world.

The blood on his body began to roar wildly. What was strange was that inside the entire bloodline was a crazy roaring in black on one side, and the other half was a cold air, ignoring the roaring blood.

It’s like an emperor facing a peerless strong man. You walk on your Yangguan Road and I pass through my single-plank bridge and the well will not overturn the river.

"Forehead"

Han Ping was speechless, and there was also this wave of operations. If this continued, he would definitely be done because of the evaporation of blood.

"Blood, blood"

Han Ping opened his mouth and said weakly.

Old Bing seemed to understand something. There was a lot of blood outside, but he couldn't do it. That was the blood of the tribe.

However, something surprising happened.

I saw a knife-shaped stone knife whizzing into the air with a whizzing sound, and a crazy suction force bloomed. In an instant, the blood inside the ice tribe began to evaporate out of thin air, and then flowed into the blade through the old Bing formation.

"Wow"

A stream of blood like a stream surged into the knife-shaped stone.

"Click, click, click"
Chapter completed!