Chapter 218 Hot Potato

This is the magic power. Zhao Haoran secretly admires himself. I really don't know how he used to mix into the blood cling fruit from the three-day soul. No wonder several people are so angry that some people want to grab food from the mouth of the tiger and don't know whether to live or die.

The fat man frowned slightly and didn't care too much. This person's cultivation in the middle of March is just a little strange, otherwise it is impossible for him to run so close without anyone to find it.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and asked himself that he was not so bold. Even if he had the ability to approach quietly, he did not dare to try.

Not many people survived the many offensives of Thor, but a few people, which are very different from the scene of the rush at the beginning, and this person dares to rush in must have something to rely on.

The magic power of several people soon hit the man, but he saw several strange lights flashing. He broke the ball formed by aura and took out the blood condensation fruit.

What a calculation!

Zhao Haoran couldn't help admiring a little more. This person's cultivation is not high. Only in mid-March, there should be a magic weapon that can resist the soul art, but there should be a limit on the number of times. He calculated the magic power that several Japanese soul people could use in a short time, took the opportunity to break the ball condensed by aura, and quickly took away the condensation. Blood fruit.

The body shook a hundred feet away, and his face was calm, as if he had done a very ordinary thing. The meat on the fat man's face was condensed together, and Zhao Haoran was also stunned.

A figure flashed in my mind, and it changed a lot!

No wonder I have always felt a little familiar with it. He was the one who robbed the fairy fruit when he was in the wilderness. Now he actually came to the buried wilderness. With his cultivation in mid-March, he is really bold.

The ever-changing hidden kung fu is stronger than anyone else. Even if Zhao Haoran is so strong, he still can't see through him. If he hadn't revealed his breath in a hurry, he would still be in the dark.

"Where to run!" The fat man shouted, and the strange rune no longer paid attention to Thor, but blocked the ever-changing road.

Points of light are woven into a big net, and thousands of changes are like swimming fish, looking for gaps everywhere. He wants to break through. Although his speed is fast, he is still much worse in front of these three-day soul people.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Qian Qian became stiff and broke up, but the fat man's hopeless and unfavorable magic power only aroused a layer of light and disappeared.

In just a few breaths, thousands of changes from approaching the blood fruit to running away, in one go, extremely pure, as if it has been practiced countless times.

Thunder did not mean to stop him. He is now overwhelmed by himself. He only hopes that the Lord will come forward as soon as possible to catch these three-day souls. As for thousands of changes, it is not a problem, but so far, the Lord has no intention to come forward at all.

The Bibo fairy turned into a wave flower and came to a thousand changes in the blink of an eye.

A long cyan snake appeared in the fog, opened its mouth and was about to swallow it.

The corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness. Unexpectedly, the strength of these three-day souls was stronger than expected, and the seamless calculations could not escape the pursuit of the Bibo Fairy.

This woman is more difficult to deal with than others. Qianqian shouted, "I handed over the blood clotting fruit and surrounded my life."

The cyan snake paused in an instant, and a delicate voice came out, "Gender it within three breaths."

After a slight hesitation, his eyes turned twice. Somehow he saw Zhao Haoran, a blood-red object flying towards him.

Zhao Haoran didn't expect that Qianqian changed to have this move. He took it by the way. There is no doubt that it is the result of blood coagulation. No one can hide that breath.

Thousands of changes disappeared again. "I sent the things out. You don't need to send them."

Zhao Haoran's face darkened, and these thousands of changes were malicious. Five three-day souls stared at this thing. He was afraid that he would inevitably die after being sent out, so he simply transferred it to an unrelated person and could give him a chance to breathe.

Qianqian is right. Bibo Fairy didn't mean to chase him at all, but rushed to Zhao Haoran.

Although Zhao Haoran knew that it was the blame, Zhao Haoran would not let go at will. He raised his hand and sacrificed the cloud shuttle. A magic charm appeared in the storage bag. It was obtained from the white-faced judge and pasted it on the cloud shuttle, but all the actions were completed in an instant.

jumped a hundred miles away, and the speed was so fast. The fog near Bibo Fairy's body began to shake, revealing a girl's face, but her eyes seemed to be very vicissitudes. "Dat, this man is too fast. Don't let him run away."

"Stop!"

I don't know where the low shout came from. Zhao Haoran was stunned and found that he could no longer move, and so were several three-day souls in the distance, as if the other party could kill everyone by waving his hand.

"Lord of the Great Hall!" Thor stood up respectfully and bowed his hand.

"Ye." The master of the hall snorted softly, "Since you have come to visit our Fengyue Hall, why are you in a hurry to leave? Why don't you stay?"

Zhao Haoran's scalp was numb. He could hear that the hall lord was not joking, and his consciousness was suspended in mid-air, like a huge cover, suppressing this land to death, and everything was under his control.

There was a resentful look in Bibo Fairy's eyes. Her body trembled and she actually broke free from the restrictions of the Lord of the hall. Two bloody snakes spit out in her mouth, only about ten feet in size, and even the two fangs were red.

seems to be devouring invisible things, and Zhao Haoran can feel that the binding force is getting smaller and smaller.

The thin man also took the opportunity to start chanting spells, and a fierce roar penetrated the world, which was completely different from his hoarse voice.

"Look for death!" The Lord shouted, "This wisp of my divine consciousness is not something you can resist."

The two bloody snakes seemed to see something terrible and got into the mouth of the Bibo fairy and no longer wanted to come out. The thin man's Li Xiao was abruptly pressed back, piercing his throat, and a stream of blood spewed out from the back of his neck.

"Jior, that's not something you can stand. Hand it over."

Zhao Haoran noticed that there seemed to be a big hand not far in front of him, waiting for him to make a decision.

A wisp of divine consciousness, Zhao Haoran thought for a moment and then made a decision.

"Spatch!"

Three identical Zhao Haoran appeared and quickly pinched the formula.

"Destroy!"

"Destroy!"

"Destroy!"

The shocking sound shook the consciousness of the Lord of the hall.

The three extermination words overlap, covering the world within sight, as if to destroy everything.

"Ah!" The angry roar swept across the buried wilderness, and hundreds of thousands of feet away could still feel the anger, "You're dead!"

Zhao Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the bet was right. This man's cultivation had reached an extremely terrible level. As long as he looked at him face, he could make himself ashes and smoke, but he did not expect that Zhao Haoran had mastered such a strong magical power.

Only those who have really faced it will know the power of the killing spell.

Thunder's face changed greatly. He didn't expect that there was such a powerful figure hidden in the crowd. The expression of Bibo Fairy also changed a little, but he no longer hesitated. He flew to escape. Zhao Haoran's magical power was just a wisp of magical power that destroyed the Lord of the hall. When he came here in person, I'm afraid he was really doomed.

There was a roar in the hall thousands of miles away from the Valley of Wind and Moon. A short boy showed a cold light on his face and crossed an unknown distance.

Zhao Haoran's heart trembled, and the extremely dangerous feeling seemed to be approaching. This breath tore the space arbitrarily. No matter how far away it was, it was a moment for him.

"Blood escape"

The blood of his whole body has turned into a strange power. Zhao Haoran's cultivation at the beginning of the second day is faster.

At a point, he crossed tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and more than half of the distance of the buried wilderness in three or four breaths.

"I didn't even let him run away." The master pinched his narrow palm, and the middle-aged screamed. His body began to break slowly from head to toe. Once again, Bibo Fairy and the others returned to the distance. "Damn you bastards, my blood condensation fruit has been given away for nothing."

Thor stepped forward and said, "Lord, I'm willing to chase him. As long as he is still buried in the wilderness, he can't run away."

The master raised his head. With his height, he could only raise his head if he wanted to see Thor's face clearly. "You are seriously injured. Go back and recover."

Thor nodded and left in a hurry.

The smile of the fat venerable is quite ugly. I really regret that I didn't get any benefits at the beginning. Now it falls into the hands of this temple lord. I don't know what kind of fate it will be. It's okay to kill it with a knife. If it is imprisoned by cruel methods, it's really better to die.

The Bibo Fairy looked very calm. "The Lord of the Palace is really brave enough to kill the invincible descendants of the West. I don't know if he will come to settle accounts with you."

"Threate me?" The height of the Lord has only reached the waist of the Bibo Fairy, but everyone dares not look at him. "Even if the West is undefeated, I will not pay attention to him. He is just an apprentice who robs my blood clotting fruit and deserves it."

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