Phantasmal Genesis Chapter 275: The blood containing the power of ghosts and gods

The Sombra sect is very rampant in the camp, and Chen Xiao's guards have found out that the original murder and corpse case were caused by them.

From this, it is inferred that behind the Sombra Sect, Ryuji must be in the lead.

This is troublesome.

Her weird ability to shuttle shadows makes it impossible to find the base headquarters of the Sombra sect or stop them from launching an assassination.

Meng Ke has already stated that he will not interfere with their affairs, and Chen Xiao and others are not good to come to the door if they encounter a little trouble.

Liu Jiqiang is not as strong as Meng Ke's unmatched level, there are many ways they can eliminate it, just see if they can think of it.

Three days later, Wang Yang is still intact. He has spent three days of assassination.

In these three days, the attacks from the shadows have not stopped, and they have not ended until now.

The Sombra sect finally failed in its assassination plan for Wang Yang.

However, apart from stopping the attack, the Sombra did nothing, as if they had forgotten the existence of Wang Yang, and might even have nothing to do with him.

Wang Yang still did not dare to relax his vigilance.

And what he didn't know was on the other side at the same time.

This is a place like a virgin forest, with towering giant trees and lush vegetation. Fang Bei and others followed in the footsteps of Dreyus, the weeds did not pass their knees.

Sorry to find out~

They have been walking for seven days. Seven days ago, Dreyus vowed to take them to become stronger, but now they have been walking for seven days. Apart from the mutant vegetation, there are rocks and beasts along the way.

Someone can't help but wonder.

Perhaps Dreyus is lying to us?

But the current sentinels are really desperate and afraid. Even if they are incredibly suspicious in their hearts, they still follow Dreyus closely under their feet.

Sometimes it is better to see hope than absolute despair, even if this hope may be their fantasy or someone else’s lie.

Suddenly, a strong **** breath came from the front of the forest, and Delius couldn't help but change his face.

Everyone stopped.

The world that looked like a primeval forest fell into a weird silence without a single worm, song, or bird.

Dreus and Fang Beimian looked at each other, and as their eyes flowed, everyone silently picked up their weapons.

A white-haired man with a red upper body slowly walked out of the grass, a white cloth wrapped around his right hand holding a wooden stick, with a cold look in his eyes.

The **** breath came from this man.

The arrow that Meng Ke showed in Delius's sight stopped on the white-haired man, and a faint red light emerged on his body.

Dreyus glanced at the man's left hand, and a violent energy radiated from here.

In silence.

The white-haired man stopped, lifted his left hand, put the stick on his shoulder, looked at them plainly, and asked:

"Who are you?"

"..."

Suddenly, Delius moved, and the black giant axe swung a blood-red afterimage in his hand. The white-haired man's lazy gaze couldn't help condensing, Fang Bei and others quickly raised their bows and arrows, and stepped Retreat for a while.

At the same time, the white-haired man's feet slightly jumped lightly and avoided the sudden attack by Dreyus. Then, he held the wooden stick in his hands with both hands and slammed it down.

Obviously, it was just an ordinary wooden stick, but in Dreyus' eyes, he saw a dark ghost figure rushing toward him with a big, hideous mouth.

Do not flinch.

This blow Dreyus rushed directly up, and the black cutter was danced out of the afterimage by him, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

The ghost touched him at once, but his footsteps did not stop for a moment, as if it was just an illusion that hit him, leaving no harm to him.

With a "bang", the wooden stick hidden in the ghost hit his shoulder, causing a slight shock.

The white-haired man was stunned, but he kept under his feet, and he wanted to jump away with a lightening tap.

At this time,

"Strong and stretching...!!!"

Countless poisoned arrows pierced the air, and Dreyus' great axe hooked forward.

"Uh...ah...!!!"

The white-haired man wore an old jacket on his upper body, and was caught in the waist by the sudden axe blade. At the same time, the arrows flying all over the sky had nowhere to escape.

Actually, the gray-haired man’s reaction speed for the back jump is already very fast, but Dreyus is too strong for him, even without the help of the sentry, he cannot beat Dreyus.

Countless arrows plunged deep into his body, and the toxin entered the lower layer of the skin, and immediately began to attack.

After Dreyus hooked him over, he raised his hand and hit the bridge of the white-haired man's nose, blood shot into the room, and the black cutter turned.

"Qiang!"

The white-haired man gritted his teeth and lifted the wooden stick, and the black cutter collided with it, and a strange, crisp sound of metal humming sounded.

Next, jump back three times in a row.

The white-haired man quickly dodges.

His red eyes kept staring at Dreyus, a frenzy brewing.

Looking at this weak human being, Delius slowly felt a little uneasy~IndoMTL.com~ At the same time, his heart became hot.

"Someone told me that your blood can become stronger after an injection."

The white-haired man has a cold look.

Dreyus continued: "If you voluntarily provide us with blood, I can't kill you."

"Don't kill me?" The white-haired man's gaze swept across the hundreds of sentries behind Dreyus.

Sneered.

The aura on his body is even worse, the aura of arrogance and anger surges, holding a wooden stick as if holding a sword, and his scarlet eyes are crazy.

Fucking, supplying hundreds of people to **** blood, isn't this just asking him to die? !

The wooden stick in the hand of the white-haired man quickly rushed forward, Dreyus gave a chuckle of disdain.

Take the League of Legends game as an example. No matter how good your skills are for a first-level whiteboard hero, how can you win against an eighteenth-level hero?

Furthermore, Dreyus is not a rookie. Facing the white-haired man rushing forward, he directly swept the giant axe forward, the majestic force accelerating with inertia.

In an instant, he cut out a smooth section on the wooden stick without any hindrance. Then, he twisted the axe body, and the axe face slammed into the white-haired man.

Since ancient times, the battle of cold weapons has reduced its strength for ten times. Dreyus's strength is countless times that of a white-haired man, and he needs the blood of a white-haired man.

So, he didn't want to kill this person.

When hit by the giant axe like this, the figure of the white-haired man flew out like rags.

With a "bang", the white-haired man hit a giant tree and stopped, and the leaves were shaken off.

"Puff...cough cough..."

Blood spurted out.

"Don't waste it, his blood is an infectious plague containing the power of ghosts and gods. This is the power that can make you stronger quickly!"