Second update

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Han Yun held the Blood Spirit Spring, and his first feeling was that the smell was not satisfactory, with a faint smell of blood. The spiritual energy contained in it was very weak, which was stronger than the spiritual energy contained in the air. The most important thing was that there was no such blood-severe energy.

"Huh!" Han Yun opened his mouth and spit out the Blood Spirit Spring. The bloody smell was really hard to drink. Miao Fengfeng couldn't help feeling both distressed and annoyed when she saw this. This bottle of Blood Spirit Spring was collected for a very hard time. Han Yun actually vomited.

"You... give it back to me!" Miao Fengfeng was so angry that her lips trembled slightly. Han Yun couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it just a little blood spirit spring? Is it necessary to be so angry?" He raised his hand and threw the bottle back. Miao Fengfeng was about to reach out to catch it, but it might have touched the wound on her back. The hand softened and didn't even follow it. The jade bottle fell to the ground, the bottle was stuffed open, and the remaining blood spirit spring inside was also leaked.

Miao Fengfeng stared blankly at the bottle on the ground, suddenly her eyebrows were raised, her apricot eyes widened, and she said crazy: "Han Yun, you bastard..."

Han Yun couldn't help but touch his chin awkwardly and said, "You don't take it yourself, what does it have to do with me!"

"You!" Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but speak for a moment, staring at Han Yun hatefully, wishing to slap Han Yun. At this time, the blood puppets rushed down again, and the impact was particularly fierce. The cultivators jumped up again and kept casting magic attacks. Miao Fengfeng glared at Han Yun with hatred and said, "I will settle this account with you in the future and return my magic weapon!"

Han Yun returned the black rope to Miao Fengfeng. Miao Fengfeng put the rope away and turned her head to watch the battle. The blood puppets in the sky kept pounced down, one after another, one wave after another. The fifth-level blood puppet floated in the air like a marshal, and fifteenth-level fourth-level blood puppets were accompanied by it, screaming non-stop, as if urging those low-level blood puppets to attack.

Half an hour passed, and more than 30 cultivators were so tired that they could not stand up. They stopped casting spells and attacks. They all fell to the ground with a sluggish expression. However, they killed at least six or seven thousand blood puppets, and at this time there were still three or four thousand blood puppets left outside.

quack……

The fifth-level blood puppet who had been watching from a high altitude suddenly pounded her chest and screamed, with a more intense and sarcastic voice. Han Yun felt a stern in his heart and said to himself: "It seems that he is going to launch a general attack!"

Sure enough, as soon as the level 5 blood puppet was called, the level 15 blood puppet immediately rushed down with his teeth and claws, and more than three thousand low-level blood puppets also pounced down.

Dongdong...

The blood puppet rushed to the light like a raindrop, and thousands of claws fell down at the same time!

Pang!

With a loud bang, the first layer of defensive light shield that had already broken had exploded and shattered. Old Pang, who was in the eyes of the formation, spurted out a stream of blood. Miao Fengfeng's face changed drastically. She suppressed the pain of the wound, pinched the magic tricks with her hands, and the black rope flew out and rushed towards a level 4 monster that was attacking the second layer of light shield.

At this time, the cultivators barely stood up, used the last little spiritual power to cast low-level spells to attack, but it was just a drop in the bucket. Zhang Chong, Tuo Hanyun and others saw something wrong, so they also jumped up to cast magic to help. The female sword cultivator of the Sword Qi Sect did not know how to magic, but they prepared a lot of magic talismans before coming in, and they happened to help. Four new forces joined, and the situation improved a lot. Thousands of ghost puppets were bombarded and they all rushed in with rats, with heavy casualties.

"The surname of Han, I won't help!" Miao Fengfeng turned around and said angrily. At this time, her black rope magic weapon had tied up a level 4 blood puppet. Han Yun's spiritual power was almost recovered at this time. He pinched the magic trick with his hand, and a thick fire snake ate at the tied level 4 blood puppet.

Haha! The fourth-level blood puppet screamed and struggled, the blood light on his body scattered, and after a cup of tea, it finally disappeared completely. Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but say dissatisfied: "Why don't you use your Sun True Fire Sword! You use my spiritual power in vain!"

Han Yun couldn't help but be speechless. Your spiritual power is consumed, but not my spiritual power is consumed.

The two of them had a cooperative experience, and they cooperated very well. They used the same method to destroy the three-headed and fourth-level blood puppets.

"Not good!" Miao Fengfeng's face suddenly changed, and she saw that the blood in the sky suddenly became so thick that it could not be melted, and a dazzling blood ball hit hard.

boom!

With a loud bang, the entire magic array shook violently, and two cracks were blasted out of the second layer of defense light cover. The blood light ball blasted and flew back slowly. The fifth-level blood puppet swallowed the blood pill in one mouthful, and then spit it out suddenly!

Huh! The blood puppets pounced on the light shield screamed and avoided!

boom!

There was another loud bang, and it was a thunderbolt... More than ten cracks were added to the light shield, which seemed to be unable to withstand several times.

At this time, Han Yun didn't care about so much and said with a serious expression: "Fellow Daoist Pang, give me the eyes of the formation!"

At this time, the short-bearded cultivator had already turned pale and was gritting his teeth and slapped Han Yun, and he obviously didn't believe Han Yun in his eyes.

"At this time, you should believe me!" Han Yun said lightly, staring at the short-bearded cultivator without a moment.

"Old Pang, please control the magic circle!" Miao Fengfeng gritted her teeth. Seeing that the boss had spoken, the short-bearded cultivator had to nod and handed a magic talisman into Han Yun's hands.

"Han Yun, I have handed over all my brothers' lives to you. If... I am a ghost, I will not let you go!" Miao Fengfeng said sternly, his voice trembling a little. At this time, the brothers were all at the end of their strength, and their biggest reliance was the remaining two layers of protective light shields. If the light shield was broken, everyone would die!

Han Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry! I don't want to die either!"

Han Yun held the jade talisman, released his spiritual sense, and instantly sensed everything in the entire array. He sensed clearly how many cracks there were on the second layer of light shield, and he seemed to have turned into part of the formation. Han Yun couldn't help but be both excited and nervous. This was the first time he controlled such a large array.

"Not good!" Han Yun felt a huge impact force hitting him in his chest, and blood was filled with the sky. Han Yun hurriedly mobilized all the energy of the formation to block his body.

Boom! The blood-colored light ball hit the light cover for the third time. The light cover shook for a while and was not broken. Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but look overjoyed and said to herself: "It seems that this little brat is not lying!"

But before he was happy, the light shield actually shattered. It turned out that Han Yun mobilized all his energy to resist the attack of the Blood Pill. Although it blocked it, the second light shield was already full of holes. He immediately drew all the energy from other places. The light shield was overwhelmed and it was broken automatically.
Chapter completed!