Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

It was like a loyal guard, standing quietly beside Long Bufan. Faintly, an extremely strong wave spread out from its body, causing one's heart to palpitate.    

"Those who attack the master, kill without mercy!"    

The Symbol Spirit Puppet's blood-red eyes were filled with violent killing intent, staring straight at You Lingzi's body, and said with a hoarse and low voice.    

"Such a strong hostility!"    

As he stared at the Symbol Spirit Puppet that looked like an exceptionally ferocious corpse, You Lingzi's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly. His heart slowly sunk and the situation in front of him seemed to have escaped his control.    

And at this time, he finally understood why Long Bufan had such guts to actually dare charge into Azure Dragon Military Palace. He must have possessed this kind of fierce creature to protect him, no wonder that Third Prince Mo Chen had died in his hands.    

After all, the Power of a single Symbol Spirit Puppet was enough to contend against a demon king with eight wings or higher. Furthermore, the battle was incessant and did not feel the slightest pain or tiredness.    

Thinking of this, You Lingzi's eyes were filled with an unconcealable rage. Because of the Symbol Spirit Puppet's sudden appearance, it also meant that his previous plan had failed. How could he not be furious?    

"Hou ?!"    

Just then, a beast like roar came out from the Symbol Spirit Puppet's mouth, following that, the blood shadow flashed, and the Symbol Spirit Puppet transformed into a ray of Blood Light, charging straight towards You Lingzi in an extremely fierce attack.    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

As the blood fists danced, waves after waves of berserk Power strong wind spread out from the house, shaking the surrounding dark black domain energy barrier and causing it to tremble.    

In the face of the ferocious attack of the Symbol Spirit Puppet, You Lingzi's face instantly turned deathly white. Due to his desire to keep the ring for himself, he did not immediately withdraw from the dark domain in his room to avoid attracting the attention of the surrounding students.    

Otherwise, if news of this incident were to spread to the Demon Emperor's side, he would probably have no chance of obtaining the Dragon Devouring Ring again in the future.    

You Lingzi's gaze swept across Long Bufan who was still seated cross-legged on the stone bed. A chill surged through her eyes.    

But precisely because of this, in this small room, when You Lingzi and the Symbol Spirit Puppet fought, they could only passively defend.    

At this time, Long Bufan, who was trapped in the World of Darkness with his spiritual consciousness, was completely unaware of the situation outside.    

However, after nearly losing himself time and time again, his will had become increasingly tenacious and ancient.    

Here, there was no concept of time passing by at all. Although only an hour had passed in the outside world, in the darkness, Long Bufan felt as if he had passed through many years, almost as if he was a hundred years.    

To the current Long Bufan, a ray of light undoubtedly possessed a strong attraction. In this kind of situation, he was like a person who was on the verge of dying of thirst in a desert, urgently hoping to have a bowl of water to moisten his parched throat.    

If he had known in advance that the process of refining the Netherworld Devouring Flame actually required such a terrifying world of darkness, perhaps when the spiritual consciousness charged in, he would have considered it very carefully.    

But now, he could only grit his teeth and continue to run. He was worried that if he stopped, he would be gradually swallowed by this darkness and lose his sense of self.