The First Thousand and Sixty-Eighth Chapters Are Evil
The moment the blood coat turned into a huge circle and wrapped Zhou Fan, he spat out a syllable, and the golden ripples spread rapidly, causing the circular blood coat shrinking towards him to stop in the air.
Zhou Fan slashed out with a knife, and the gray sword slashed the bloody clothes in half.
He flew out of it, and immediately teleported to a hundred meters away. He looked back and saw that the bloody clothes stopped by time had recovered and disappeared in a flash. When it reappeared, it had wrapped him again.
Zhou Fan pulled out his two knives, he spat out a syllable, and golden ripples spread quickly.
The movement of the blood-clothed clothes became sluggish, which was the slowing down of time.
His dual knives were so fast that he could not even see a shadow, and he accelerated his own dual knives in time.
In an instant, the two knives shattered the blood coat into strands of blood.
He also spit out a golden red fire, burning the bloodshot in the air.
After doing all this, he teleported out ten feet away.
The golden fire filled the sky, but the golden flame quickly extinguished. The bloodshot was not completely burned out, but continued to grow out, turned into a blood coat again, and shot towards Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan snorted coldly, and he did the same, using the Dragon God language to slow down the movement of the blood-clothed clothes, speeding up the double knives, and splitting the blood-clothing into countless bloodshots.
Fire is useless, but thunder may.
Dark thunder and lightning enveloped the bloodshot, making bursts of roars.
After the thunder and lightning, the blood clothes are still being repaired.
He had expected this for a long time, and once again greeted the blood robe, and spit out a syllable.
His current realm, Dragon God Blood, has also grown, and he deliberately did not use time to stop, but time slowed down, which made him not afraid to use up the power of Dragon God Blood as before and waited for time to recover.
He kept changing the method, splitting the blood clothes into blood threads, and using various different powers such as the violent feather spirit, the dead wood stance in the martial arts, the blood waterfall stance, and the annihilation stance.
But the bloody clothes still recovered again and again, and Zhou Fan didn't feel that the bloody clothes had a tendency to weaken.
Zhou Fan's scalp was faintly numb, and he spit out a syllable again, making the blood coat stop, and his body quickly grew dark green scales that turned from virtual to solid. He seemed to be covered with a pair of thick dark green scales. The horns are also growing wildly, and the curved sharp corners are entwined.
He just swiped lightly, and a dark green crack appeared in front of him. He stepped into the dark green crack, the crack was closed, and he disappeared into the air.
After Zhou Fan disappeared, the blood robe also curled into a ball, and finally shrunk to a point, and disappeared with a snort.
However, the blood-clothing quickly emerged from the same place. It circled in the air, and countless blood-colored filaments protruded from the blood-clothing, sniffing into the air.
Dark green cracks appeared thousands of feet away, Zhou Fan came out of the cracks, and the dark green scales were also rapidly dissipating.
He stood on the spot, unfolded his spiritual thoughts, and probed around.
Thousands of feet away, the blood-clothed clothes were sniffing with blood-colored filaments. All the filaments suddenly gathered into a ball and turned into an arrow pointing in the direction of Zhou Fan.
The bloody clothes disappeared in a flash, and teleported in the direction of Zhou Fan.
As soon as Xueyi entered the range of Zhou Fan's spiritual sense, he sensed Xueyi, his face was a little ugly, and this Xueyi could still follow him.
In just a few breaths, the blood coat arrived.
Zhou Fan shouted, the mysterious syllables were released, and the golden ripples spread to stop the blood coat. He transformed into a chaotic old demon body and hid in the old days.
When he came out of the old crack again, he took out a set of talisman arrays from the storage bag and quickly arranged them.
After he was finished, the bloody clothes arrived again and rushed towards him.
Zhou Fan looked at the bloody clothes coldly, and he instantly vanished and disappeared in place.
A light curtain of heavy talismans on the ground rose, covering the blood robes.
Zhou Fan calmly looked at the bloody clothes struggling in the Fu formation, if he couldn't kill you, he would try to trap you!
The blood clothes suddenly rolled into countless awls, and cracks appeared in the light curtain.
The corners of Zhou Fan's eyes jumped sharply. He arranged dozens of not weak rune formations, but he couldn't hold the bloody clothes?
He no longer hesitated, used his body technique to teleport away, and ran wildly in the wilderness.
The blood-clothed clothes came out of the talisman and chased in the direction of Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan's spiritual thoughts spread, and he knew that the bloody clothes were chasing him, which made him feel a little headache.
He couldn't be trapped if he couldn't kill him, and he wanted to parasitize him. The last time he was forced to be so embarrassed was when he met Lord Yunyan.
Of course, facing the Lord Yunyan, he didn't even have the strength to fight back. The level of the blood-clothed clothes could not reach the Lord Yunyan anyway, but it was very difficult to deal with, and it was necessary to prevent it from parasitizing him.
Because he wasn't sure whether he would be able to break free if he was parasitized by the blood cloak, so he didn't even dare to touch the blood cloak on his body.
He was fleeing in the wilderness, and the bloody clothes were chasing after him. He was not running like a headless fly. Under the cover of his spiritual thoughts, he quickly caught a rabbit.
He threw the rabbit to the blood-coat, and the blood-coat didn't even look at the rabbit, and rushed towards him.
Xueyi knows how to move, and if the distance is enough, he can even reach Zhou Fan in an instant and try to parasitize.
If Zhou Fan let the blood-clothing clothes approach, he would rely on the Dragon God's language time to stop the blood-clothing clothes and open the distance.
He wanted to vomit blood, and he suspected that the blood cloak would follow him like this because it must be parasitic on the creature that killed its host.
Some parasitic monsters have such characteristics.
If so, it will be troublesome.
While fleeing, he thought that he could use the law of the heart, perhaps to get rid of the blood-clothing, and to urge the law of the heart to kill the blood-clothing, which might surpass the limit, but what about trapping the blood-clothing?
If you can't get stuck, you'll go beyond the limit.
What if Xueyi was asked to find another host?
It depends on whether the characteristics of blood clothes are really unswerving.
Besides, if it is parasitized on a new host, only parasites like the old farmer will appear, which is definitely not a good thing for Hanbei Dao. It is difficult to trap parasites like the old farmer. In the end, he still has to Kill the parasite and things will go back to square one.
Zhou Fan's mind kept turning, he thought about all possible ways, but all were rejected one by one. The blood-clothed clothes became tough and tough before the parasite, but fortunately, there was no huge destructive power like the parasite.
He quickly thought that the key was that he didn't know anything about this bloody suit. If he didn't know how to deal with it, it would be difficult to deal with it.
Better find a way to know what the hell this is.
He took out the sound transmission equipment. The sound transmission equipment was Du Ni who stayed in the Taoist mansion. He told Du Ni about the bloody clothes and asked him to gather all the talismans in the mansion to check if anyone knew about this. Blood-clothed weird, similar.
If it doesn't work, then he can only think of entering the Grey River space and asking for help from the Emperor of Nations or the ship.