kingnovel Chapter 803: Blood Formation Devouring
Chapter 803: Blood Formation Devouring
The Eight-Armed Guanyin, who was the first to bear the brunt, waved her eight arms, and countless afterimages appeared, dancing vigorously on the spot.
In a moment, the lotus vase in the right hand shattered, and the flesh and blood residue of the epic human being that had just been swallowed spurted out from it, having lost its original blood color.
Countless powerful energies swept through, forming wind blades that cut the bodies of many survivors nearby. In an instant, the entire area was splattered with blood, and the bloody energy filled the entire kneeling cushion area in the hall.
Epic level twelfth, the charged attack of Eight-armed Avalokitesvara surprisingly reached the peak of level twelfth - the level of a pseudo-god!
"Fuck you, that's gonna hit your lungs!"
Yang Yongxin, who had just shouted that he was planning to use his true form of Red Thunder to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Three Buddhas, was defeated by this powerful blow. The red tiger shark thunder fists he continuously blasted out were forcibly blocked by the exploding wind blades that exploded in his face before they got close.
"So difficult?"
His attack failed and he spat out a mouthful of blood unwillingly. He glanced at Mu Yu with a guilty look on his face, thinking to himself that he was so embarrassed.
But the attack from the three Buddha statues was just the beginning. After the Eight-Armed Avalokitesvara vase exploded and flesh splattered everywhere, the crack in the belly of the skinny Buddha next to it suddenly widened.
Zizzi~
Before the survivors who were trying to avoid the attack of Eight-Armed Guanyin could react, the cracks began to sizzle and develop abnormally, and teeth had grown unnoticed. Two rows of unevenly arranged bloody teeth protruded outward, forming a terrifying bloody mouth on the abdomen.
An extremely powerful suction force burst out from it. The few remaining survivors of the Qinglian League had no time to call for help. Their eyes became empty and their souls were completely separated from them, and they were sucked into the belly of the big mouth.
The soul, blood, and then the flesh, along with all the clothes that were not spit out, were all roughly chewed up together, making a creepy crackling sound.
Minced meat, broken bones, crunchy, chickeny flavor. Mu Yu stared at these three Buddha statues that completely defied common sense, and muttered in shock:
"Fuck, are they all deformed?"
He waved his hand to signal the people behind him to take action, and his cold gaze was fixed on the broken body of the Arhat.
As expected, after the Eight-Armed Avalokitesvara and the Skinny Buddha killed people to absorb their strength, the body of the mutilated Arhat suddenly became covered in blood. The crimson blood that had been dripping from the wound flowed back, and the entire Buddha statue was instantly covered in blood.
Turn-based game?
As soon as this thought came into Mu Yu's mind, the blood in the crippled Arhat's body was controlled and turned into a dark river of blood that swept over the nearest seven-level epic warriors.
The river of blood rushed past, so fast that even the bones that appeared on the spot were still in the posture of their last struggle...
Bang~ The skeleton fell to the ground, and the whole audience fell silent. False God, the power of the false god again!
Moreover, after these three strange Buddha statues continued to hunt and absorb the flesh and blood power of these survivors, there was a subtle upward trend.
"What should we do? Brother Mu!"
Yang Yongxin raised his arm and blocked the attack of the Eight-armed Guanyin by himself. He turned around and shouted anxiously:
"Don't look at it anymore. If you don't take action now, you will die here."
Damn it, Yang Yongxin really couldn't take it anymore. He had wanted to go forward and use his extreme twelfth-order power to show off his strength so that Mu Yu and the others would believe in him more.
But who would have thought that instead of showing off, he was beaten rough. Not only was he at the pseudo-peak level of the twelfth order (pseudo-demigod), but there were three guys like him. How could he be beaten?
"Let's go, kill!"
After roughly figuring out the attack patterns of the three Buddha statues, Mu Yu immediately transformed into a dragon, entered the full baptism state, and spoke solemnly.
"Humph! I've long been fed up with these ugly things.
Bu Linglong beside him pouted and muttered angrily when she heard this. There were broken limbs and blood everywhere. Don’t they know that minors can’t watch this?
An epic twelfth-level rattle armor materialized, and she fought with full strength, charging directly at the skinny Buddha statue in the middle without hesitation.
You like to eat, right? Eat Dabidou and you'll have enough to eat!
"Hey, I've already said that the protagonist usually appears last. With such a high profile, do you still dare to show off your blood manipulation in front of the ancestor?"
The Blood Beast Ancestor sneered, and speaking the words he had heard and seen from Mu Yu, he attacked with a fierce blow and formed a blood-colored magic circle.
Yang Yongxin versus the Eight-armed Guanyin, Bu Linglong versus the skinny Buddha, and the Blood Beast Patriarch versus the broken-bodied Arhat.
The battle scene that was just extremely brutal was taken control by Mu Yu's forces on their own.
Let’s not talk about Yang Yongxin for now. Faced with the main means of attack using wind blades and mobilizing air pressure, he has no other tricks. It’s simply two words - resist!
This is the advantage of the body training survivors. They can’t be hit in close combat, right?
It doesn't matter, my buddy has the indestructible Kung Fu, so I can just take it! Come at me with all your might, if you can't beat me, can't you resist me?
As for Bu Linglong, Mu Yu took a quick look and realized that everyone, including himself, had completely underestimated Bu Linglong's strength.
The huge hammer engraved with meteorite, which was seriously out of proportion to her body, was dancing vigorously in her hands.
Every powerful attack collided solidly with the force bursting out of the bloody mouth, rotten flesh flew everywhere, clothes were torn, and the battle scene was bloody and violent.
Especially Bu Linglong's brute force that could not be predicted by common sense, not to mention Mu Yu, Yang Yongxin and others were all stunned...
Does your method of close combat with fists and punches have anything to do with the four words "Glass True Body"?
"So fierce? It's beyond imagination!
Phew~ It seems that choosing to ally with the fortune-telling old man was the right choice."
Yang Yongxin forced himself to suppress his inner excitement, and took a deep breath to continue fighting with the Eight-Armed Guanyin in front of him.
"I fought against the Eight-Armed Guanyin, Bu Linglong fought against the Buddha, and then Mu Yu fought against the Arhat. It was perfect!"
Yang Yongxin thought carefully and listed out all the top combat forces on his side, but when he glanced curiously to the far right out of the corner of his eye, he was completely stunned.
The one who was fighting against the broken body of Arhat who controlled the blood river was not Mu Yu at all, but the black-robed man who had caused such chaos on the first floor before!
Isn't this guy at the Epic Ninth Level? Damn it, how did he suddenly become more powerful than Bu Linglong and me, breaking through to the Pseudo-God Level?
That’s not right. This guy beat up the crippled Arhat. Where is Brother Mu?
While Yang Yongxin was complaining about his exhaustion, the Blood Beast Ancestor chuckled and swallowed up the last drop of Linyu Sky Phoenix Emperor's blood in the bottle. His strength almost returned to its peak.
He took off his black robe domineeringly and threw it away. Then his muscles crackled and blood flowed out from the orifices of his limbs as his bones were torn apart, forming a red and sticky river of blood in an instant.
"Blood Formation—Gluttonous Devouring!"
As the name of the Blood Beast Ancestor's impressive move came down, the sticky blood river that kept bubbling with blood roared forward, confronting the crippled Buddha head-on!