But as the saying goes, "too late" is often right when things are moving fast. The beast's body flashed with blood light several times, and the surrounding blood mist violently rolled. In the next moment, it turned into countless blood-colored blades that burst forth, enveloping Fang Yao and the other two like a vortex of blood.
Caught off guard, the three desperately dodged and weaved, calling forth their spiritual weapons and talismans to protect their bodies.
After a flurry of blood light flashes, when the three reemerged, they were covered in fresh blood. Aside from the elder in green robes who had only suffered minor injuries, Fang Yao and the alluring woman appeared unsteady, their breaths weak.
The Bloodthirsty Beast let out a piercing shriek, as the blood mist in the nearby void rolled and condensed, preparing to charge at the three once more.