Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

Chapter 144

On the other side, Chen Xuanfeng is leading the clone army to fight with the blood scorpion people.

Suddenly, a great pressure came down, and Chen Xuanfeng’s clones all changed their expressions.

If the clone is killed, Chen Xuanfeng’s body will also be affected.

But most of these clones are made up of countless Chen Xuanfeng, and they are not afraid of injuries at all.

But Chen Xuanfeng’s body was suffering huge damage.

what happened?

Why is there such a tyrannical atmosphere?

Chen Xuanfeng’s avatar was horrified, and I don’t know why a huge 10 power suddenly enveloped them, directly suppressing them.

And Chen Xuanfeng’s body is also full of surprises.

He didn’t know why there was such a terrifying coercion.

Chen Xuanfeng, this seat has given you enough time to prepare. Now, it’s your turn to be ready to give something!

Boom.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded.

I saw a dark shadow appearing in the void crack in the distance, and then this dark shadow quickly expanded…

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant, a pitch-black beast, exuding monstrous devilish energy, and a pair of scarlet eyes filled with intense bloodthirsty.

Blood scorpion tribe, night blood tribe…Are you all here to die?

Chen Xuanfeng sneered, disdainfully.

Chen Xuanfeng, I advise you to obediently do nothing, otherwise, after this seat kills your body, your clone will be useless! The blood scorpion clan emperor Senhan smiled.

Oh? Why don’t you try?

Chen Xuanfeng, I want to see how many catties your clone is! The Great Emperor of the Ye Blood Race stepped out.

People of the Yeblood race, you really dare to say such a thing!

Are you really afraid of you for this seat? The Great Emperor of the Ye Blood Clan snorted coldly, and a trace of black aura exuded from his body.

As soon as these breaths appeared, they enveloped all within a radius of one hundred thousand feet… a fishy smell suddenly spread.

The blood curse of the Ye Blood Race really deserves its reputation, and even my clone is trapped by your curse. Chen Xuanfeng’s complexion is not very good, but he still doesn’t change his complexion, coldly said: That’s good, I also want to try, how strong is the evil curse of the Yeblood Race.

Night blood curse? What it is? The blood scorpion clan emperor asked inexplicably.

The blood curse of the Yexue tribe is a weird spell that can control people’s hearts. As long as the person who casts this spell can control the character and behavior of others…

This kind of spell is best at controlling the monk’s mind. Once displayed, there is no escape…

The emperor of the blood scorpion clan slowly said.

Chen Xuanfeng couldn’t help feeling stunned when he heard the words.

Worthy of being the blood scorpion race, worthy of being the most evil race in the Eastern Region!

With such a method, even this seat cannot avoid being corroded by its 057 blood poison… It seems that only the most primitive method can be used!

Blood poison, start!

Chen Xuanfeng gave a soft drink.

In an instant, the bloody mist around the body of his clone army quickly diffused…

As soon as these mists encountered the blood demon breath, they were quickly inhaled, and then merged into the clone army.

Soon, the blood condensed into blood drops, exuding a strong evil spirit.

Chen Xuanfeng, I am here, waiting for you!

The emperor of the blood scorpion clan snorted coldly.

Humph, I want to see how long you can last…