Chapter 296 Why Would a Dying Person Take Pills?

However, his expression soon changed, becoming extremely shocked and desperate.

He spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, his eyes were split open, and he roared at the top of his lungs:

"Mo Eleven, you bastard, how dare you!"

In his spiritual sense, Mo Shiyi was grinning and pulling out his bloody hand from Che Laowu's body. At this time, there was only a mummy left in Che Laowu.

All his flesh and blood had been sucked clean by Demon Eleven, and his whole body was shriveled and withered.

In front, Sixth Sister was covered in wounds and was fighting fiercely with the evil cultivator Meng Shi. But he could see that Sixth Sister was already at a disadvantage and was about to lose.

Behind her were five young children who were shivering and crying.

This made the car immortal as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. His whole body was shivering, and his eyes were filled with blood and tears. His originally gray hair turned completely white in an instant, and his whole body was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

The Che family is finished.

Completely finished.

At this time, Che Bumie shot his blood-red eyes at the young man beside him. He hated this man so much that he wanted to kill him ten thousand times with his eyes!

It was this bastard who came to the door, forcing him to let the fifth brother and sixth sister take the people away, leaving them to face the evil monk alone, harming Haoer and their entire clan.

This bastard!

Zhan Nianchuan's face was gloomy. His consciousness was more powerful. Naturally, he had discovered the situation ahead, and his speed increased again.

"Crack!"

"Sixth Sister!"

As Che Bumie screamed in pain, the evil cultivator Meng Shi slapped the old woman with goose-skinned hair and smashed her head into pieces like a fruit. Red and white splashed on the faces of the five young men behind her.

"Help!"

"Sixth Patriarch!"

"Woo~"

Amid the desperate cries of the five young men and women, Meng Shi chuckled and tore off the old woman's storage bag, grabbed five beads of different colors from it, felt the heavy resentment and evil aura diffused above, and revealed A drunken look.

The next moment, his body froze, his expression became unbelievable, and he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A ferocious blood hole magnified infinitely in his eyes, eventually occupying everything in him.

The demon cultivator who killed Meng Shi was shrouded in black air and looked extremely ferocious and terrifying. The five young men and women were so frightened that they cried loudly and hugged each other and trembled.

"Hao'er, leave quickly!"

Listening to Che Bumie's loud roar, the demonic cultivator showed a look of interest, and then with a casual flick, several slender black energy flew out, binding all the young men and women like spiritual snakes, and then unexpectedly It went right through their mouths and noses.

Several young men and women twitched in pain on the ground, let out shrill screams, and then bled to death from their orifices.

"Hao'er! Hao'er~ You are a beast who deserves to be cut into pieces, they are only ten years old!"

Che BuMie vomited out blood, his teeth were gritted hard, and tears of blood kept flowing from his eyes, which soon lost all luster.

He is blind.

Zhan Nianchuan threw him aside like trash and strode towards the evil cultivator who was enveloped in gray evil aura.

"Jie Jie Jie, you, a little monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, can actually destroy the entire Che family. You must be something special. Let me play with you."

"Looking at your running speed, your body's energy and blood are quite strong. I haven't tasted such high-quality blood essence for a long time, Jie Jie Jie!"

The demon cultivator laughed strangely, and the night owl-like voice kept echoing and superimposing in the underground passage, like a thousand waves, rushing forward suddenly.

Zhan Nianchuan looked ferocious, with veins popping out on his forehead. The sound kept echoing in his ears, making his head dizzy. What was even more terrifying was the billowing evil energy that hit him, making him feel like he was in a mountain of corpses. In the sea of ​​blood, a fierce and murderous desire occupied his body and mind.

At this critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. Under the stimulation of severe pain, he suddenly regained consciousness. The God Refining Technique in his body began to operate at full strength, and he soon regained his clarity of mind.

The demon cultivator on the side seemed to be struggling. He knew that this kid must have extremely powerful means to capture Che Wumie who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm alive, so he directly used the endless resentment here to attack Zhan Nianchuan with all his strength, thinking He must be killed in one fell swoop.

Things turned out exactly as he expected.

Looking at Zhan Nianchuan's ferocious face and the fierce light in his eyes, it was obvious that he had been attacked by his evil spirit and had lost his mind. It could be said that he was a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, my body is good, but can your soul be that strong? Obediently donate your blood and essence." The demon cultivator smiled disdainfully and strode towards Zhan Nianchuan.

The tips of his ten fingers were filled with rich blood, and he grabbed Zhan Nianchuan's heart hard.

"Crack!"

"ah!"

The demon cultivator let out a painful howl, and all ten of his fingernails were broken, making it impossible to hurt Zhan Nianchuan at all.

This is wrong!

The demon cultivator raised his eyes in shock, and met Zhan Nianchuan's eyes full of teasing and ridicule.

How could there be any ferocity and bloodthirsty here?

Fooled!

As soon as this thought flashed through Mo Xiu's mind, a fist hit him firmly in the chest, cracking and shattering his sternum. His whole body flew more than ten feet like a broken sack, and the passage collapsed due to the impact. A little less than half.

"puff!"

Spitting out blood with a hint of black in it, the demon cultivator did not dare to neglect him. He looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who was striding towards him like a demon god, and gritted his teeth and said:

"You despicable and sinister boy, just wait to become a blood slave!"

As soon as he raised his hand, a blood-colored talisman was activated with a bang, turning into a huge bloody hand, completely filling the entire passage, and slapping Zhan Nianchuan fiercely.

"Pah!"

The demon cultivator spitted out a mouthful of saliva, watching with satisfaction as the blood-colored hand completely engulfed Zhan Nianchuan's figure, and then his face showed a look of pain.

"He made me use a bloody handprint talisman, this kid is simply damned! I must take away his remaining soul and torture him slowly!"

At this moment, golden and red light suddenly shone through the blood-red light, followed by a shocking explosion.

"Boom!"

The air waves surged, the blood light scattered, and the extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations completely collapsed the passage, burying everyone in the soil.

After a long time.

A hand with ten broken fingers and bloody hands dug the soil, and the wounded demon cultivator crawled out from the ground with difficulty. He lay on the ground panting, his eyes full of madness and relief.

He fully expected that Zhan Nianchuan would be slapped to death by the blood handprint, but he never thought that Zhan Nianchuan also possessed a powerful Xuan-level talisman. He was hit again by the powerful spiritual power at a very close distance, and the broken bones in his body pierced into his internal organs, causing serious injuries.

"This kid is buried in the wilderness like this, it's really a bargain for him."

After cursing a few words hatefully, the demon cultivator trembled and took out a red pill, trying to swallow it into his mouth.

"Why would a dying person take a pill?"

Hearing this chilling voice, the demon cultivator's hand holding the pill trembled, turned his head in disbelief, and met a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.