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Three figures loomed around.

This is an unknown spiritual space.

The Blood Mosquito King was shocked at first, then became disdainful and angry.

Its hands and arms continue to extend, and the front ends become sharp, like two conical spikes.

Its blood-brown tail flicked and flicked, and the end was like a pinhole, shrinking and swelling.

A prismatic emblem appeared between its eyebrows, and waves of blood spread out.

Authority: Bloodthirsty!

The Blood Mosquito King controls more than 30% of this authority, and he is also a senior powerhouse among the legendary elves.

It flicked its tail like a sharp whip.

Penetrate the darkness.

Tear the slowly unfolding black curtain into pieces.

The black-robed figure behind it disappeared into the space, and it was not annoyed. With its pupils raised, it immediately found the other two hidden elves.

Its figure flashed and came to one of them.

Spikes thrust out.

The blood glow is about to tear apart the spiritual space.

But the figure in front of him disappeared, just like the bubbles around him that sometimes appeared and sometimes burst.

No trace to be found.

The Blood Mosquito King frowned and his figure flashed again.

This time when it came to the elf in a black and white dress, it felt that the passage of time had become strange, and the tracks of stars were spreading towards it like vines growing in the void.

None of this will stop it.

The eyes of the Blood Mosquito King were scarlet red, and the star trails instantly turned into blood and dissolved.

Its spikes passed through the distorted time and stabbed at the elf in the black and white skirt who was close at hand.

Behind the elf in the black and white skirt, a dark full moon appeared, casting a dark brilliance.

The Blood Mosquito King felt for a moment that he was enveloped by negative forces such as slowness, confusion, weakness, dislocation, etc.

It remains unafraid.

The power of authority drives away all kinds of influences, the original power explodes, and spikes pierce out.

Pierced...

In front of it, it was no longer Yongye Yaoji, but Ayan in black robe.

Ayan was pierced by the sharp thorns, but there was no wound.

At the wound, there was a black hole as big as a bucket, connected to the unknown darkness.

The Blood Mosquito King's dangerous intuition told it that it was best not to be dragged into this black hole.

It reached out and pulled, but failed to pull the arm out.

And at this time,

Black robe Ayan's body was filled with gusts of black wind, howling.

At the same time, another star trail appeared.

And the black full moon is still hanging high.

The Blood Mosquito King made a horizontal movement.

"Pfft——"

Its entire arm exploded, and its figure jumped out of several spatial realms in a flash.

With a wave of his remaining left arm, he destroyed the bubbles around him that gave him a bad feeling.

It then raised its broken right arm, a burst of blood flowed, and the whole spiked right arm recovered.

Its breath is intact.

But Die Xiaodie and the others have already started the second phase of their tactics.

The figure of Fu Fu Ai Ai appeared in the distance.

Behind it, a sun rose slowly, reached its highest point, and then slowly set.

Day turned into night, and a bright full moon hung high.

From full moon, to half moon, to waning moon.

The sun and the moon rotate.

The moon also waxes and wanes.

The flow of time around the Blood Mosquito King began to change strangely.

It is a legend. It is not affected by time to a certain extent. Its thoughts can still function normally, but its entire body is trapped in the quagmire of time.

At this moment, white shadows appeared one after another.

Standing around, the butterfly fairy could be faintly seen on these white figures.

They raised their arms and joined their palms together. The closed palms seemed to be a portal to the world, from which brilliant brilliance burst out.

the heights of space,

Ayan, who was dressed in black robes, filled in the last gap, and the energy of countless shadows in the underworld began to boil.

It fell with one palm.

The Blood Mosquito King has no room to hide.

It could only issue commands continuously to the body with several instantaneous delays.

The brilliance blooms quietly.

The spiritual space collapsed step by step, and in the annihilation light, the figure of the Blood Mosquito King dissipated inch by inch until it was completely annihilated.

"solved?"

"No, no!"

With the help of Ayan's vision, Su Hao looked around.

somewhere far away,

A drop of blood expanded and quickly turned into the figure of the Blood Mosquito King.

But at this time, the color of its entire body became lighter, and its aura was greatly weakened.

There was still fear in its eyes.

After suffering its first loss, it didn't run away. It didn't want to run away because of its face. It was a legend, but it had to retreat when faced with three and a half legends. There would be no place for this face in the future.

But the second time I suffered a loss was after a big loss.

The Blood Mosquito King then clearly realized that he was no match.

"This is by no means an ordinary authority. They all possess high-level authority, even rare and powerful authority among high-level people."

As for top authority?

Forgiving the Blood Mosquito King has never occurred to me.

It has never seen an elf with top authority, let alone a semi-legend, which does not exist in its knowledge.

Losing to three high-level authority holders, this is not so shameful.

The Blood Mosquito King found an excuse for his retreat.

It just so happened that at this time, the spiritual space collapsed inch by inch due to the previous bombardment.

It can get away easily.

The Blood Mosquito King thought.

I discovered that under the collapsed spiritual space, there was a...

A dreamy space with countless bubbles.

it:"?"

…

In the spiritual space,

A Yan mainly attacks, Die Xiaodie cooperates, and Fu Fu Fu Ai Ai assists.

The three friends hung the Blood Mosquito King up and took turns beating him.

The Blood Mosquito King failed to exert its authority at all, and could only rely on the ability to be reborn in the blood to barely support it.

Its breath has become weaker and weaker.

At this time,

Die Xiaodie frowned and glanced at the weak Blood Mosquito King not far away. With a wave of its small hand, the positions of Ayan and Fu Fu Ai Ai were replaced by two misty white mist in the distance.

The next moment,

Click——

The entire spiritual space shattered, and a figure covered in blood appeared.

It grabbed and pulled with both hands.

It completely shreds the entire spiritual space.

"God."

The Blood Mosquito King flew next to this figure, feeling both happy and ashamed.

far away,

Three figures, Die Xiaodie, A Yan, and Fu Fu Ai Ai, appeared.

Su Hao was in the underworld and frowned slightly, "What a pity."

He opened the panel and glanced at it.

The legendary elf who only held ordinary authority was weaker than he expected, but it was actually quite durable.

"It could also be because of the bloodline. Wouldn't it be reasonable for a bloodline to have more than 100 million blood points?"

There were roars in the distant space, and a dazzling brilliance that looked like a stellar explosion appeared, and then dissipated without a trace.

Die Xiaodie looked.

There were several figures fighting.

Not the dull crows.

They are in the further corners.

"It's Guidu and Leishen Palace. They are fighting again."

This is good news.

But soon...

The five legendary elves who were fighting separated.

They discovered...

A legend in the blood pool has languished.

what happened?

The Blood God Lord spoke, "They are the holders of high-level authorities, maybe even top-level authorities."

It has two meanings.

For one thing, Butterfly Fairy and the others are not weak. If you continue to fight, these half-legends may take advantage.

Secondly,

It is said that the elves have fallen and high-level authority has been separated...

A high-level authority... Even if it is not of a similar type to myself, it can still be helpful.

This is benefit.

The Five Legends were moved.

They were silent for a moment, "Choose one each?"

The Blood God Lord shook his blood-colored hair and said, "Yes."