Chapter 432 Perhaps it's beyond saving, a plan in mind.
"Roar..." The Blood Lord, temporarily trapped by Xuan Mo, immediately reacted and began to struggle frantically. Not only did the rock and soil crumble, but even the gravity ripples showed signs of collapse.
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji, without a word, unleashed a dark golden light from his left arm, which then converged towards the claws of his left hand.
Immediately afterward, a sharpness far surpassing the previous one emanated from the left claw of Zhao Wuji's Mighty Vajra Bear. This caused the Blood Lord's expression to change drastically, and its tail barb extended.
As a burst of blood-red light gathered at the tail barb, a blood-red beam of light, a full meter in diameter, blasted towards Zhao Wuji.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo's expression clearly became somewhat unnatural. Because if Zhao Wuji's attack on the Blood Lord hit, the Dark Golden Terror Claw would definitely be broken, thus losing the perfect opportunity to kill the Blood Lord.
However, Xuan Mo was currently some distance from the main battlefield and had no way to withstand the Blood Lord's attack.
But at that moment, Zhao Wuji moved. He didn't interrupt his attack, but instead used his remaining soul power to unleash his eighth soul skill, "Eighth Soul Skill, Immovable King Shield!"
Under the impact of the crimson pillar of light, a golden shield appeared before Zhao Wuji. The Blood Lord's attack hadn't harmed Zhao Wuji in the slightest; instead, it seemed to bathe him in crimson light, carving him into a bear shape from a blood gemstone.
As for the Blood Lord at this moment, if anyone could discern the look in its eyes, they would surely read its panic.
The very next second after blocking the crimson pillar of light, Zhao Wuji's dark golden left claw descended towards the Blood Lord's head, without any flourish, "Soul Bone Skill, Dark Golden Terror Claw!"
Upon sensing the overwhelming aura of the Dark Gold Terror Claw, the Blood Lord, who had been struggling and panicking, instantly changed his expression, revealing terror in his eyes.
The next moment, four dark gold lights flashed past.
The dark gold lights flashed silently, like a hot knife through butter.
The Blood Lord died a gruesome death; his head, slashed by Zhao Wuji's Dark Gold Terror Claw, gushed blood and shattered into pieces. His struggling body went still as a profoundly deep ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring rose.
Seeing this, even with his pale face from nearly exhausted spirit power, Zhao Wuji couldn't suppress the burning desire in his eyes. Without a word, he sat down cross-legged, using his spirit power to absorb the eighty-nine thousand-year-old spirit ring. Once he absorbed it, he would officially enter the Title Douluo level…
Meanwhile, Flander also had results.
After their first severe injury to the Bloodthirsty Bat, there would be a second. Under the combined attack of Flander and Liu Erlong, the mutated bloodthirsty bat, whose defense was already weak and which could only rely on its flight speed and the Blood Lord's assistance to contend with the Titan Giant Ape, was quickly and severely injured. Flander's final use of his eighth soul skill rendered it unable to maintain flight, and with a loud thud, it fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.
Immediately afterward, Flander's claws precisely pierced the mutated bloodthirsty bat's heart, severing its life force.
Then, when Flander faced the slightly reddish 91,000-year soul ring, his behavior was exactly the same as Zhao Wuji's: he immediately sat cross-legged and absorbed the soul ring.
At this moment, after seeing that all the battles had ended, Xuan Mo, along with Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, stepped into the ravaged forest battlefield.
At this moment, seeing Liu Erlong give them a reassuring look, Xuanmo and the other two shifted their focus away from Flander and Zhao Wuji, who were absorbing spirit rings. After all, with Liu Erlong protecting them, nothing unexpected would happen. They headed in the same direction as Erming, towards the severely injured Scaled Dragon and the dying Rainbow Dragon.
Upon seeing Xuanmo and the others arrive, Titan was about to instinctively issue a warning, but before he could utter a sound, Xiao Wu, standing beside Ning Rongrong, glared at him, forcibly suppressing his roar.
However, the Scaled Dragon that hadn't yet fainted was different. This Scaled Dragon, with over 70,000 years of lifespan, struggled to its feet upon seeing human spirit masters arrive, revealing a ferocious expression, clearly intending to force Xuanmo and the others away.
Seeing this, Xuanmo once again activated his Martial Soul, and the unique aura of the Taotie bloodline instantly enveloped the surrounding area. He said, "If you trust me, I'll take a look at your injuries. Otherwise, you might not survive."
He glanced at the Rainbow Dragon.
While the Scaled Dragon was merely severely injured, the Rainbow Dragon's wounds were so severe that even a discerning eye could see it was life-threatening. Its tail was severed, and foul-smelling black blood dripped continuously from the wound. Its once bright, colorful eyes had lost their luster.
Furthermore, its body was covered in wounds, the gaping wounds mostly rotting with black blood.
Wisps of bloody smoke occasionally rose from its body, and plants withered rapidly wherever the blood dripped, demonstrating the terrifying nature of the blood poison affecting it. It was clearly the work of that mutated bloodthirsty bat.
The Scaled Dragon, or more accurately, the Scaled Dragon King, temporarily quelled its ferocity upon hearing Xuan Mo's words, coupled with the overwhelming aura of its noble dragon bloodline, but its vigilance remained.
Seeing the Scaled Dragon King's approval, Xuan Mo also gestured to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong immediately summoned the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and her third and sixth soul rings flashed, their amplification of soul power and attributes landing on the Rainbow Dragon and the Scaled Dragon King.
After receiving Ning Rongrong's amplification, although its injuries remained, the Scaled Dragon King, whose soul power had slightly recovered, felt much better, and its wariness towards Xuan Mo and the others lessened again.
However, the Rainbow Dragon remained unconscious.
Xiao Wu was about to touch it when Er Ming stopped her.
At this moment, Xuan Mo spoke up, "Xiao Wu, the Rainbow Dragon's blood poison is very potent; you can't touch it lightly. And Rongrong, you too."
After reminding the two, Xuan Mo looked at the Rainbow Dragon's body, his brow furrowed.
In truth, he felt that the Rainbow Dragon was probably beyond saving, but he might as well try. After all, even if it was truly beyond saving, he could still gain some goodwill and make it Rongrong's seventh soul ring.
After all, its cultivation of over forty thousand years was just right.
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