Chapter 560

Who is ye chengshuang? Murong Ling, the former hermit, was worried. "Cang min, they can't hold on. Let's go and save people."

"Don't worry. We don't have to do it." Li Cang min held her down, looked back at the eighth level blood seal that I didn't know when, and his lips showed a faint sneer, "and give them a big gift."

Murong Ling also saw the blood seal under the sea like a hill. She was shocked. "When did it come?" She didn't find the blood seal close. If it wasn't for Li cangmin, I'm afraid she didn't know how to die.

"After I went into the sea, it went with me."

The intelligence of the eighth level blood seal is not low. After blocking the treasure ship, it just lets the soldiers under it attack. It looks at it from a distance, and occasionally smacks up and down, as if it is teasing a cat. It looks like a joke.

Among so many people, only Li cangmin attracted its attention.

Just now, Li cangmin retreated, and level 8 Xuezhang finally couldn't bear to fight. With one sword, Li cangmin cut off one of his tentacles and went into the sea to look for Murong Ling. The injured Xuezhang was very angry. Naturally, he followed him to the bottom of the sea to seek revenge for him.

At this time, Xuezhang found the target. The big eyes of the football showed the color of madness. Eight tentacles stirred the sea of fire madly, and the broken tentacles were particularly conspicuous.

Li cangmin narrowed his eyes and said, "ling'er, stay here."

Before Murong Ling accepted, he released his hand and flew to Xuezhang. In his hand, he sacrificed a high-quality spirit sword which he didn't know where to get, and went to fight against Xuezhang.

The sword's power of cutting off water splits the surging sea of fire. The cold and sharp sword's edge roars in the friction. Its momentum is like a rainbow. It splits the mountain and breaks the mountain. It suddenly cuts on the head of Xuezhang hill.

Xuezhang is huge, looks rough and fleshy, and has a strong defense. However, Li cangmin's smart and elegant sword, with the power of thunder, smashes its defense, penetrates into the meat, and splashes hot and dense blood.

Boom!

Xuezhang is crazy in pain and sounds like a barking dog. Eight tentacles attack Li cangmin crazily. Each tentacle has the strength of black iron and steel essence, and brings up bursts of vigorous wind under the sea of fire. With its level 8 strength, if it is hit by a hand, it will only end in pieces.

Li cangmin didn't dare to be careless and kept dodging his tentacles. He didn't have a chance to do so. Blood chapter see this, eyes flash strange light, mouth a drum, a drum of thick black ink toward Li cangmin attack!

Eight tentacles wrapped him tightly, and ink hit him head-on. If he dodged, he would fall into the tentacles, but if he didn't, he would be paralyzed and poisoned.

Li cangmin had to fly away against the ink, but the expected numbness and stench did not come. Instead, he heard a familiar clear drink, "close!"

In the twinkling of an eye, however, Murong Ling, who didn't know when she was coming, stood on the Huolian from a distance, holding a Yuqing bottle and reciting the Dharma formula. With her command, the thick black ink and fire were eaten up by the Yuqing bottle.

Obviously, Yuqing bottle couldn't carry such a huge throughput. The white porcelain bottle became red and black, and then there was no more movement - it couldn't be sucked any more.

However, Li cangmin's urgent need has been solved, and it is still enough for Murong Ling. She put away the jade vase and put out a wooden spirit whip in her hand. She pulled the whip at one of Xuezhang's tentacles. This whip has the power of thunder. Combined with her swallowing skills, she left a charred mark on Xuezhang's tentacles in an instant.

The sharp pain of the tentacle came suddenly, and Xuezhang was shocked by the thunder. It never thought that xiaoxiami in the yuan refining period could hurt him. His eyes became as red as the sea of fire, and his anger and resentment burst out. His mouth hissed. His tentacles gave up attacking Li cangmin and began to smoke towards Murong Ling.

It's not too late to kill that man Xiu after solving this little bug!

Li cangmin took advantage of Murong Ling's effort to absorb ink and jumped on the top of Xuezhang's head. At this time, seeing Murong Ling being attacked, he immediately narrowed his pupils and yelled, "ling'er, be careful!"

Murong Ling naturally defends against the attack of Xuezhang. At the moment when her tentacle strikes, she quickly beats Li cangmin to her new shuttle. The shuttle spins and enlarges, and suddenly shrinks when its tentacle passes through the middle wheel. Xuezhang realizes that it is wrong and quickly retracts its tentacle. Even so, it is still held by the shuttle for three times.

The three tentacles were frantically struggling, and the shuttle was stretched big and small. Murong Ling's forehead was sweating, increasing the output of Yuan force. The shuttle immediately rotated and accelerated, breaking the tentacle's defense for a moment, and blood splashed everywhere.

Xuezhang is enraged. Yuanli rises suddenly. With a loud click, the flying shuttle breaks up. After losing its aura, it quickly turns into a pile of scrap iron. Then it is roasted by the temperature of the sea of fire.Murongling's magic weapon was destroyed and backfired, and a mouthful of blood spilled from her lips. Fortunately, she had not been practicing this magic weapon for a long time, and she didn't have a deep connection with her mind, so there was no big problem.

Even so, seeing her injured Li cangmin, he was furious. The spirit sword, which had been brewing for a long time, raised again and chopped down the wound he had just left!

Boom!

The power of a sword is like a mountain falling apart from the earth, like the creation of heaven and earth. With the merciless vastness and coldness, it floats lightly, but falls heavily on the blood seal.

At that moment, it seemed that everything was silent and stagnant, only the sword of silence swept by. In the sea of fire, it was extremely hot and extremely cold.