Chapter 412 Bloodline
"Uh uh uh…"
Zhong Shangyuan’s painful growls continued to be heard in the red mist, as if he was enduring great pain.
Fang Yi looked at Zheng Changhong and said, "Join forces, you will attack, and we will cooperate."
As soon as the voice fell, Fang Yi suddenly ignited a sun's fire, and the flame surged, and under Fang Yi's control, it turned into a line of fire.
Fang Yi had a thought, and the line of fire drew a circle with a diameter of one meter in the air.
Then Firewire once again formed runes in the circle, and finally formed a formation.
Purification array?
Zheng Changhong looked at Fang Yi with some doubts.
He saw the difference in the fire of the sun, and the technique of drawing formations in the air with flames was indeed powerful.
Although he doesn't understand formations, he also knows that purification formations are one of the most basic formations, and anyone who understands dot formations can draw them.
Usually when there is a funeral in someone's family, someone will use the purification array to clear away the stale air.
Now Fang Yi draws this formation, what does it mean?
Seeing Zheng Changhong's doubts, Fang Yi said: "The blood curse is negative energy. Your attack passes through the purification array, and you can add purification power, so that it can cause damage to the blood curse."
The so-called formation method does not mean that the higher the level, the better.
When facing various situations, the most important thing is to use the most suitable formation.
Moreover, the same formation, in the hands of different people, has different effects. The fire of the sun restrains dark and negative energy.
The purification array drawn with the fire of the sun will only have a stronger purification effect.
"good."
Zheng Changhong took a deep look at Fang Yi and said nothing.
Plague, Rat Plague, Wu Lingyun, Medicine Planter...
Every matter was solved by Fang Yi.
He believes that since the other party speaks out, they must have their own ideas.
Seeing that Zheng Changhong stopped talking, Fang Yi kept moving his hands.
Two identical purification arrays were once again outlined by him with the sun's fire. The three purification arrays were three meters apart and connected in a straight line in the air.
Watching the blood curse gradually start to wave in the distance, Fang Yi looked at Zheng Changhong: "Do it!"
"Changhong runs through the sun!"
The dharmakaya behind Zheng Changhong swung his sword, and a white light flew out from the tip of the sword.
White light flashed past, rushing into the purification array in front of Fang Yi.
"Boom!"
The moment the white light came into contact with the purification array, the purification array shrank suddenly.
The purification array outlined by the sun's fire becomes a ring of fire covering the white light.
"Boom! Boom!"
The same goes for the other two purification arrays.
Three fire rings are set on the white light, dyeing the white light with a red halo.
The white light rushed into the blood curse in an instant. Unlike the previous attack, with the blessing of Fang Yi's purification array, the blood curse scattered around the moment it touched the white light.
It's like meeting a natural enemy.
Until this time, Fang Yi and Zheng Changhong did not see what was going on inside the blood curse.
Zhong Shangyuan's appearance changed drastically at this time.
Half of its body becomes completely different.
Red hair, blood pupils, fangs...
The body on the right is significantly larger than the left, and the arms and legs have also become longer.
It seems that two different bodies are put together abruptly.
And the half of the body with obvious blood clan characteristics is constantly spreading towards the other half. When it is completely eroded, Zhong Shangyuan will become a clone of the other party.
Facing the white light that broke the blood curse, the half of the Sanguinian waved his hand.
The surrounding blood curses immediately gathered in front of his palm, turning into a two-meter-high blood-colored shield covered with strange patterns.
"Boom!"
The white light collided with the blood shield, and a shock wave swept around.
The white clouds in the sky were shattered.
There was a gust of wind blowing below.
Everyone put their hands in front of their bodies and bent down to resist.
"ah!"
Another city guard on the side immediately reached out and grabbed his clothes.
However, this grab not only did not stop the other party, but even he himself was blown away.
"Boom!"
The two didn't stop until they hit another wall...
Air.
The white light and the blood shield formed a stalemate, and they stayed in place for a while.
Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and pointed at Bai Guang with his hands in seals: "Come together!"
The three fire rings surrounding the white light suddenly exploded!
The fire of the sun spread out, and then turned into flames all over the sky and fused together.
"receive!"
The flame quickly shrank and slowly melted into the white light.
The white light shook and swelled suddenly.
The color also gradually becomes the color of the afterglow of the setting sun.
Zheng Changhong looked at Fang Yi in surprise: "Combined technique!"
Fuse the attacks of two people together, resulting in an effect where one plus one is greater than two.
He had heard of this technique, but this was the first time he had seen it.
However, according to his understanding, the conditions for the release of combined attacks are very strict.
The first point is that the realm of the two must be the same.
Then there must be a long run-in.
No matter which of these two points, I and Fang Yi are not satisfied.
Noticing Zheng Changhong's expression, Fang Yi just nodded and said nothing.
The essence of combined attacks is actually to adjust the spiritual power fluctuations of the two attacks to a relatively consistent state.
He is very familiar with this.
After all, when cracking the formation, you often need to adjust your spiritual power fluctuations to be consistent with the formation.
The so-called practice makes perfect, but that's it.
Fang Yi looked at Bai Guang and reached out to pick it up.
The fire of the sun in the white light immediately spun, driving the white light to rotate with it.
Like a spinning spear, white light drilled into the blood shield bit by bit!
"Boom!"
In the surprised eyes of the blood race, white light penetrated the blood shield, and then penetrated his chest unabated.
Leave a round hole the size of a head!
But the surprised expression only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.
It's just a penetrating injury, and it's not a big problem for him.
The blood shield dissipated and turned into a blood curse again and flew towards the chest.
As long as the blood curse does not dissipate and the spiritual power is not used up, this level of injury can be recovered in a few seconds.
However.
"Boom!"
Before the blood curse flew to his chest, a flame burst out from the round hole in his chest.
In less than a second, the flames quickly spread along the wound to every corner of his body.
The blood curse couldn't get close for a while.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Fang Yi's mouth rose slightly.
Of course he understands the recovery ability of the blood race.
When the white light passed through the chest, a trace of the sun's fire was also left inside, in order to restrain the opponent's self-healing ability!
Realizing the problem, the blood clan frowned and looked at Fang Yi: "Fire of the sun? What is your relationship with the Jinwu clan?"
Facing the other party's questioning, Fang Yi sneered back and did not answer.
Seeing that Fang Yi didn't speak, the blood race also laughed: "Interesting."
"The human race possesses the fire of the sun. I think the Jinwu tribe will definitely be interested in this matter."
Zhong Shangyuan was a chess piece that he met by chance, and he laid it down casually to disgust the human race.
It's just an incarnation of a martial saint, and it's dispensable to him.
Death will not affect him.
On the contrary, Fang Yi in front of him made him quite interested...
(end of this chapter)