There is a presence of sealed spirits in the high-level spiritual tools, which can not only assist in combat, but sometimes even play an extremely powerful combat force.

Obviously, the cocoon in Meng's hand is the existence of a spirit with a cocoon.

When the clock heard this word, the eyes were also flashing, and even if it saw the trace of blood condensed on the sabre, a burly figure appeared.

“The Blood Devil!”Qin Qingmeng immediately began to drink, apparently did not expect the spirit of the calliposary to be a demon.

On the Nebula Continent, in addition to the powerful demonic people and the now weak people, the mysterious and strange demon clan is also a huge threat.

There are even rumors that the demon clan is not a creature on this continent, but comes from another world and has extremely powerful power.

Although the blood demon clan is a relatively low-spirited race among the demons, it is extremely murderous, and it is able to absorb the blood and continuously strengthen itself, making it stronger.

This is the strangeness of the demons, and the cultivation methods of the people or the demons are very different.

The cocoon actually refines the blood demon clan into an instrumental, and kills countless creatures, which is no wonder that the world calls it a murder weapon.

If the mind is used, I am afraid that not only will it not be able to control the spirit, but it will become a puppet of the spirit and a monster who only knows how to kill.

With the strength of Meng Muchuan, the desire to control the spirit is actually very reluctant, but the ten saxocoons in the Mengjia for many years, presumably there are some ways to suppress.

It is only in such a test that the spirit is actually awakened, and obviously it is too much to do.

If the water sword of Qin Qing dream also has an artifact, but the clock is far from the current strength and cultivation, and it is obviously impossible to play the full power of the water sword, not to mention the spiritual weapon of Qin Qing's dream.

And Meng Muchuan is obviously the intention to show the meaning of strength, ready to fight this "lucky" to eliminate their own fellow, which through the blood will awaken the spirit of the cocoon.

“Go!”

Meng Muchuan's finger pointed out, under his control, the blurred head of the body dissipated, the blood-filled sword silk swiped out again, stabbing to the clock.

The sword did not arrive, but the blood on the sword silk was the first to condense, turning into a scoundged blood demon, and threw it hard towards the clock.

The bloody spirit of this blood demon is extremely heavy, before that the effect of the mind is more direct, but the clock has been prepared, will not be easily affected by the other party.

The body leaped, the clock from a sword was cut to the blood magic spirit, after the sword fell, but it felt that the air was cut, and the blood demon actually dissipated again.

The clock felt wrong, and the body had not yet fallen in the middle of the air, and it was indeed seen that under the cover of the blood, countless swords were flying up, as if to wrap it up.

“Oh, the magic cocoon!”Meng Forchuan's eyes flashed a look of success, a soft drink, the two swords controlled by his hand suddenly went to both sides of the clock, and then connected together in the back, actually formed a circle, the former around it.

The body fell back to the ground, the clock is also a rapid reaction, aware that the other party is blocking their own activities, is the initiative to jump up to the above, want to get out of the area wrapped in the sword.

But the sword silk actually moved faster than he, and when the clock was not out of the body, it broke out again and broke out quickly, and then the madness spread upward.

Seeing that he was about to touch the sharp sword silk, the clock could not be split above with a sword, stopped his body and fell back to the ground.

And this instant time, the above sword silk has been completely connected together, completely closed up.

The magic cocoon!

Looking at it, the thumb-sized calle in Meng Muchuan's hand has now formed a huge cocoon like a weaving net, completely wrapped the clock, showing a great contrast.

Countless swords were connected, blocking the clock from all the way out, like a cage, restricting the former's movement.

"It seems that the test is over, Elder Meng, and let's get to this point."Wu Mo presided over the test, saw the scene appeared such a situation, but also sighed and said.

"What's the hurry, the boy hasn't said he's not yet conceded?"I haven't had such an ambitious disciple in a long time, and since he wants to persevere, see when he can hold out."Meng Yiwei was a smile on his face, saying unhurriedly, and looked at Qin Qing's dream as if he were provocative.

Qin Qing dream's face is naturally not very good-looking, trapped in the magic cocoon is a very dangerous thing, if Meng forgets the river moved to kill heart, she must be the first time to enter it to save the life of the clock.

If it had not been for the fact that Zhong had not yet conceded, and it did not seem to have panicked, she would have taken the initiative to end the game.

"See, this is the gap between you and me, you fight for your life, no matter how hard you try to bridge the gap!" 」

Looking at the clock that was trapped by his own success, Meng Muchuan's face finally showed a satisfied smile, as if looking at the small beast in the cage staring at the former.

With the sound of Meng Yuchuan falling, the outer edge of the magic cocoon began to gradually shrink, and the clock toward the center was constantly oppressing the past.

It can be imagined that if you are bound by these swords, you will end up with a terrible end, saying that there is no death, which is also the reason why the cocoon is called murder weapon.

Even if he was trapped by the clock with a clutch cocoon, Meng Muchuan did not attack the former immediately, but wanted to play with each other a little bit.

"The clock is gone, don't force support, it's a big deal to admit defeat!"Qin Qing dream finally can not help but discourage, martial arts heart firm is a good thing, but if it is too stubborn, after all, it will only hurt themselves.

But what I did not think was that Zhong had not yet responded to her words, and Meng Muchuan's face was full of hard color, and he took the first action.

“Blood, go!”

Meng Forget River's fingertips provoked, under the sharp drink, the blood flowed rapidly above the magic cocoon, condensed the appearance of the blood demon, and then it was actually a body-shaped, it was drilled into the magic cocoon!

Many teachers' faces have changed, and this blood demon is a thing that feeds the strength of blood, and it has a very terrible anger on its own, which can affect the heart of the warrior.

If Meng Muchuan is not the blood of the Meng family, I am afraid that he will not be able to control this saline, but he Meng Muchuan now directly let the blood demon into the seal cocoon to attack the clock, which is a bit sinister.

The operation was blocked against the clutches, and the clock was nowhere to run away, and in this case, it would certainly be damaged by the blood demon and affect their own martial will.

If the will is worse, even by the blood demon directly confused the will, it is possible to become an idiot.

As the manipulation of the cocoon, Meng Muchuan could not have known the power of this blood demon, but still did such a behavior, the purpose is naturally obvious.

He's going to break the clock!