Chapter 388
"you!"
Hearing Su Hao's words, Na Wenyuan spat out a mouthful of blood again, but the evil spirit in his body became even stronger.
Su Hao didn't care about this, but looked at Wensong who was condensing the Flame Demon bloodline mark.
But right now!
A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Hao, his hands grasping Su Hao's throat like eagle claws.
The one who took action was the black-robed old man named Hao who had been protecting Wensong.
The palm of his hand turned dark black, giving people a feeling of corroding everything. He should have brought some poisonous energy when he took action.
The moment it approached Su Hao's throat, the speed suddenly burst out and filled Su Hao's head.
clang!
His hand grabbed Su Hao's throat, but failed to scratch Su Hao's throat, but left a dark handprint, which looked extremely bright red.
"poisonous!"
Su Hao immediately blocked his breath, retreated, and exited the range of the poisonous smoke.
He looked at the old man in black who took action.
The old man in black just used his claws to confuse Su Hao. He knew that his attack could not break Su Hao's defense, but he still took action. That was because he practiced poison attacks.
Poison is his murderous weapon.
"You have been severely attacked by my poison. Once you use your true energy, the toxins will enter your body along with your skin!"
The old man in black robe looked at Su Hao coldly.
"But I won't kill you. I'll let the young master kill you after he fuses the Balrog bloodline mark!"
"Yeah! Really? Do you think your poison can do anything to me? It's just a joke I made for you."
Su Hao rubbed the dark mark on his throat and said coldly.
When he spoke, the mark that was originally floating on Su Hao's throat was suddenly replaced by King Kong and disappeared.
"You can take pictures for me too!"
While Su Hao was talking, he hit the black-robed old man with a stick.
The old man in black robe was shocked. He wanted to avoid Su Hao's stick, but found that he couldn't avoid it at all. But he also wanted to avoid it.
However, he found a huge force of gravity pressing on him, and he could only watch as the long stick hit him.
However, he did not notice that his body was broken. He only saw the long stick touching his chest lightly.
"Isn't this stick powerful?"
Just when he was thinking this, an evil spirit burst out from the long stick and rushed directly towards his body.
Bang! Under this energy, he flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was wrapped in an evil spirit, making him unable to move at all.
"No one can stop me now!"
Su Hao walked towards Na Wensong carrying the magic stick.
At this time, Wensong's bloodline seal had already entered his body, and he seemed to feel the danger. The bloodline seal and fragments were formed in his body when Su Hao arrived in front of him.
The mark of the Balrog bloodline behind him was perfectly formed on his back.
He opened his eyes, which were glowing with red light. Due to his eagerness, his bloodline mark was a little unstable, which made him unable to stabilize the Balrog's ferocity.
"Damn human, you actually want to kill me, let me end you!"
While he was speaking, the flame demon bloodline on his back continued to emit light, and blood-red stripes began to extend on his back, and then covered his whole body.
While covering his whole body, Wensong's body also changed, and his entire body was wrapped in flames.
A cruel, bloodthirsty, desolate, and ancient aura emanated from his body, and then the flames continued to expand, endless heat radiated in all directions, and layers of mist appeared throughout the valley.
Roar!
With a huge roar, a Balrog of tens of feet appeared in the valley, and the valley suddenly seemed to turn into a huge furnace, emitting billowing heat.
"Yan Mo, the young master has completely absorbed Qin Wanli's bloodline mark!"
At this time, the old man in black robe who was injured by Su Hao looked at the fire demon transformed by Wen Song, with a look of intense excitement on his face.
Wen Song, who transformed into a fire demon, looked at Su Hao with angry eyes.
There was a feeling in his heart that he wanted to kill the man in front of him.
With a palm strike, a stream of blazing flames flew out, turning into a flame dragon and bombarding Su Hao.
When he released his palm, the flames on his body turned into flames and transformed into dragons.
These flame dragons swarmed towards Su Hao at the same time, like thousands of horses galloping.
Su Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. He had seen Murong Yue's bloodline before, but he had never seen Murong Yue's transformation.
After Wensong absorbed Qin Wanli's bloodline, he really transformed into a fire demon, which surprised him a little.
"call!"
Su Hao slapped the flame dragons that were swarming with his big hand, and the force generated by his big hand shattered them into pieces, turning them into streaks of flames.
But the flames gathered again, forming a huge dragon roaring towards him.
Su Hao waved his hand and found that when he smashed these flames, these flames were constantly reorganizing.
"Um!"
When Su Hao smashed the flame dragon with one palm, he understood in his heart.
"This flame dragon originated from the Balrog. Unless the Balrog is killed, the flames will not disappear!"
Su Hao ignored the flame dragon in front of him and hit Wen Song, who was transformed into a fire demon, with a stick.
Wensong, who transformed into a fire demon, seemed to feel the threat of this stick, and immediately held up his lava-like arms, cupped his fists and attacked Su Hao's magic stick.
boom!
The two forces collided, and Su Hao's magic rod directly shattered his arms and hit his body.
But after the flame demon was shattered, it reunited without any injuries and roared towards Su Hao.
Su Hao blasted out a stick again and smashed it into pieces. The flame demon reorganized again, but Su Hao found that the flame energy in his body was less.
"The Fire Demon bloodline is really interesting!"
Su Hao looked at this situation and felt a little emotional, as if Wensong was also in the middle stage of life and death.
It might be a little difficult for Su Hao to kill the opponent.
However, Wen Song's strength had not yet reached the realm of life and death, so he quickly transformed into a human form under Su Hao's continuous chaos.
Wen Song turned into a human form and was a bit miserable.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the meridians on his body burst, and a stream of blood continued to flow out.
At this time, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.
He didn't expect that a person he had offended unintentionally, who in his eyes was like an ant, could actually be so powerful.
"Who are you? My father and I are from Wanbao Pavilion. If you kill us, you will definitely be wanted by Wanbao Pavilion!"
Wensong roared.
He wanted Wanbao Pavilion to threaten Su Hao and let them go.
But he didn't know that Su Hao really didn't take the threat seriously after traveling through time.
He slowly walked up to Wen Song.
He slowly raised the magic stick in his hand to pierce Wen Song's head.
"You must not kill the young master. The young master is the son of a big shot. If you kill him, the big shot will not let you go!"
Chapter completed!