A change happened in the void passage. Then, all the attacks dissipated.
The Noris were stunned.
The next moment, the bodies of these Noris seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force and directly turned into minced meat in the air. The meat pie burst into a pool of thick blood.
“Oh? There’s another fish that escaped the net…” Binsar raised his head and looked in the direction of Lydia.
There was no trace of emotion in his black and white eyes. Boris looked at Lydia with interest.
“So many Noris of a higher realm than you are already dead, yet you are still alive. It seems you know how to hide,” Boris chuckled, and a thunderous roar suddenly rang out from within his tail body.
“Get rid of him. I’ll open the entrance!” Binsar ordered, then turned around and flew higher.
He took out a light purple gourd. The gourd was about the size of an adult’s palm. It was round and exquisite.
When he opened the mouth of the gourd, a pale purple smoke gushed out. The smoke quickly fused into the inner walls of the void passageway. After a moment, it seeped out again. But this time, it was mixed with the slime.
It turned into purple slime and kept piling up, as if it was made of mud.
Soon, a door frame was piled up in the air.
The door frame was hundreds of meters tall. And those crazy arms, seemed to have been summoned, desperately entangled with the door frame and wrapped around it.
As a result, a creepy scene appeared.
The ridiculously long pale arms, like vines, were entangled tightly. Countless fingers were squeezing and moving wildly, making people take a look at them. The hair on their throats was about to vomit. These arms were squeezed hard, making creaking sounds like steel twisting. Large amounts of blood soon piled up under the skin of the arms. Blood dripped down, flowing faster and faster, gradually forming a blood curtain.
It was just a bloody screen, but the sound of raging waves came from inside. Not only that, but the illusory image of a city gate tower full of savage aura gradually appeared on the blood curtain.
“That’s it! It’s there! It’s there!” Binsar, who had been expressionless before, could not help but be moved.
“Tell them that our plan has succeeded!”
Boris looked at the blood screen at this time, and his body couldn’t help trembling with excitement.
He took a deep breath, composed himself, and looked at Lydia. “It seems that we still need your vigor to open the entrance.”
Boris’ eyes suddenly revealed a fierce glint after his words sounded. He clenched his hand in the air and a dark-black long blade was tightly held in his hand.
In an instant, one black flood dragon after another roared, climbed onto the blade, and surged with waves and seas of blood. The murderous aura rushed toward Lydia as if to tear him into pieces.
“Die!” Boris roared and swung his long saber.
Countless black flood dragons opened their bloody mouths and pounced on Lydia.
“The Fourth Move of the Sword!” Lydia roared and pointed.
The next moment, the smoke of gunpowder in front of him was torn apart by Lydia like a curtain. He punched Boris in the face. This punch was like a dragon or a tiger, stirring up billions of stars. Countless starlights gathered on it, blooming with the dazzling light of the Milky Way.
A sixth stage of Real Immortal Realm Nori was directly blown up by Lydia.
His black and white eyes turned fiercely, and he glared at Lydia with incomparable hatred. “You are not at the third stage of Real Immortal Realm. Who are you? Why did you sneak into our team?”
“Are you teaching me how to do things?” Lydia sneered.
Lydia felt as if there was an unparalleled force coming toward him from all directions, trying to crush his body and then reorganize it. He had never seen such a magical power.
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