Chapter 423 Borrowing

The severe pain almost made Fit faint, and even the demon's immortal body could not resist the heavy damage from the inside.

His gray eyes were full of murder, and his hatred for Zhao Haoran reached an extreme. Unexpectedly, he came out to make trouble at this time. Huangfu's magic power was powerless to resist.

"I won't make you feel better." Fit roared.

The obscure spell sounded again, and the long sword of Huangfu came and eloted endlessly.

Do you still want to make a decision? Zhao Haoran snorted coldly, "Let me decide!"

It's just a momentary pause, maybe not even a 1% of breath, and there was a short fault in time, and then this almost negligible time became a fatal injury to Fit.

The interrupted spell could not continue. The pale sword penetrated the gray eyeball. Fitt exclaimed in pain. His originally tall body was like a deflated balloon, which rapidly atrophied and gradually returned to its original.

The weak wings behind the body are pulled behind, and the previous vitality is no longer restored.

"Zhao Haoran!" Fit squeezed these words out of his teeth, "I won't let you go."

Compared with Huangfuming and others, he looked more angry about Zhao Haoran's sudden counterattack. The little soul who had already been beaten into the Jedi took the opportunity to make trouble at a critical time, and his broken body could no longer resist the siege of Huangfuming and others.

"Do you still want to escape? Leave it for me!"

Huangfu shouted angrily, and the demon Fit, who had soared a hundred feet away, immediately stopped his footsteps.

Zhao Haoran can clearly feel his anger, and the situation of the equal rivalry is destroyed. Fit is far from Huangfuming's opponent in such a state. Only by quickly escaping can he get a glimmer of life.

"Okay, I remember you."

Fit's gray eyes stared at Huang Fuming, suddenly jumped out of Zhao Haoran's body, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, and no one could catch up.

Huang Fuming's face changed and sighed, "It's a pity."

Then he gradually returned to his original breath and stared at Zhao Haoran, who was changing his body, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a burst of dizziness, Zhao Haoran clenched his fist again and finally regained control of his body. The different familiarity was gratifying.

The previous destruction made him extremely weak and urgently needed to find a quiet place to recover. However, Huangfuming did not seem to give him this opportunity. As soon as he reached out, Zhao Haoran couldn't help flying to Huangfuming's side.

He did not resist, because it was useless to do it again.

"Amitabha, God has a good life. This son is just occupied by the devil. It has little to do with himself. I hope he will give him a way to live." Master Frog took the lead in speaking for Zhao Haoran.

Qingliang glanced at Zhao Haoran, but was a little curious. It was none of his business, and he was not in the mood to care about it.

Yang Ding snorted coldly, didn't say anything, and didn't understand.

Huang Fuming smiled and said, "In that case, I will no longer pursue it."

The escape of Devil Fit is undoubtedly a big failure of this trip, but there is really no need to sell him face because an unknown soul man and frog master are unhappy.

"Ancestor, wait a minute." Huangfu Duanyang's words made Zhao Haoran's heart thump, and it was instantly clear that he had recognized himself.

Even if a hundred years have passed, Huangfu Duanyang still remembers Zhao Haoran's breath and the pain brought to him can never be healed.

"What?" Huangfu asked doubtfully.

Huangfu Duanyang snorted coldly at Zhao Haoran and listened to him, but it didn't take long for Huangfu to have a clear look.

A strong man with the cultivation of the soul saint is waiting. No one dares to eavesdrop, or can't eavesdrop. Except for Zhao Haoran, who can guess a few points, others may not understand the conversation between the two.

Zhao Haoran looked plain, as if he did not notice the murder of Huangfu Duanyang, and calmed down to the extreme.

"Sorry, Master Frog, this son has a deep relationship with my Huangfu family. I'm afraid we can't let him leave." Huang Fuming deliberately emphasized the word "oribe" and the meaning contained in it was incomprehensible.

Before the sweeping monk Frog opened his mouth, he heard a crisp shout, "No, he's mine."

The girl floating in the air suddenly spoke, which made Huangfu very unhappy.

He originally thought that he was a member of someone's apprentice, but now it doesn't seem to be like that at all. Her breath is completely different from that of ordinary people. It's really hard to see where she came from.

Huang Fuming did not speak. In his opinion, the girl's words did not have any weight, and her strangeness was just charming, which had no effect on him.

How firm the soul saint's cultivation is, will it be affected by small charm?

Master Frog frowned, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

"What's wrong?" Huangfu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise I won't kill him."

The promise of a strong soul saint was said, and the frog master expressed his dissatisfaction again, which was a little over. He read the Buddhist language and closed his eyes, obviously agreed with Huang Fuming's opinion.

"I can't run away again. I finally found you."

The golden light galloped from afar, and a golden man appeared in front of everyone. He did not seem to find Yang Ding and others, but stared straight at Zhao Haoran.

The doorkeeper of Qingyang Gate came, and it rained all night.

"Presumptuous!" Yang Ding was very unhappy. Qingyangmen was still a sect belonging to Tianmen. It was obviously a great disrespectful appearance in front of his eyes.

With a casual pat, there is great power to suppress the Jin people fiercely.

But when she saw the girl's finger, the power that was almost about to be crushed by the golden man disappeared.

Previously, the head of Qingyangmen cared for Zhao Haoran and had no time to care about anything else. Now his consciousness has shocked him to sweat all over. The golden man is arrogant, but there is any arrogant capital in front of the soul saint.

Looking up at the girl in mid-air, her hard-supported legs finally could no longer stand firm.

Fat down and worship, "Saintess!"

As soon as this word came out, it shocked all kinds of waves. Tianmen is mysterious. It is the saint who often appears in the world. It is said that the saint has no cultivation, but she can monopolize everything in Tianmen. No one dares to disrespect her at all.

There are saints in countless regions. Her statues are covered with a veil on their faces. No one knows her true face. Now that she sees it for the first time, how can she not be shocked?

Even Zhao Haoran, who has heard a little about it, knows her strength.

Sure enough, as rumored, there is no cultivation, but the control of the power of faith has reached the point of being fascinated. As long as there is one idea, countless believers are willing to abandon their lives for her.

Unlike the green believers who are forced to develop the divine operator, the respect in the depths of the soul cannot be changed by anyone.

Even if the memory is lost, even if it is the vicissitudes of life, faith is the courage of their survival and brings infinite hope to believers.

"It turned out to be the saint of Tianmen, which is really disrespectful." Yang Ding's tone is a little strange.

The saint didn't buy him at all. "This man, I'll take him away."

I don't know whether it's because she is far away from the secular world or her domineering personality. Her style of behavior always gives people an uncomfortable feeling, but she can get countless believers. No one can tell the mystery of this.

Huangfu snorted coldly, "It's not suitable. No one can stop what my Huangfu family is going to do."

The saint's expression seemed to hear the cat and dog on the roadside. There was no emotional fluctuation, which made Huangfu very angry, but the saint of the Brahma sect also made him very afraid.

There is no cultivation, but it is powerful to the extreme.

"If it's Phoenix's blood, I can give you all." Huangfuming made a concession. The blood of the phoenix is really precious, but this saint is really difficult to deal with.

"No, I just want to take him away, and the blood of the Phoenix will also be taken away."

Huang Fuming is angry. How can there be such an unreasonable approach? Is it possible that she is fully confident that she can defeat herself?

The scene suddenly reached a deadlock. This is what Zhao Haoran wants to see most. Although she doesn't know what the saint is trying to do, she also knows that once she falls into Huangfu Ming's hands, she is afraid it will be more or less lucky.

Yang Ding is staring at him. Only he knows the secrets of the ancient gods and demons, and the rest have been defeated, and he has no intention to say anything. Zhao Haoran really can't figure out what he has planned.

It is certain that it will never be beneficial to him.

The saint of Tianmen was very patient and floated quietly. She was not in a hurry to do it, nor did she let Huangfu do it.

Huangfu Duanyang had a gloomy face and did not say anything. He didn't expect to kill a heavenly saint halfway. In his opinion, no one dared to stop what the Huangfu family wanted to do.

However, I don't know that in the vast Huangmo star domain, there are many things that are beyond the jurisdiction of the Huangfu family.

According to Huangfu Ming's nature, he will never give up easily.

"Since it's not negotiable, it depends on our means." Huangfu's eyes showed murder.

Master Frog did not forget the timely reminder, "Don't forget what you promised before."

Huang Fuming flashed and came to Zhao Haoran's eyes. He firmly grabbed him and wanted to take him away, but he didn't know when he had caught him become the golden man of Qingyang Gate.

Zhao Haoran was also stunned. What kind of magic power is this? He unconsciously exchanged positions between the two people. He didn't even notice it at all. No wonder Huangfuming was so afraid that this saint was really unusual.

In a confused period, Zhao Haoran became a bargaining chip for the battle between the two.

He doesn't like this feeling very much. Strength is only absolute strength!

Fate is the best in his own hands. Zhao Haoran knows the true essence of it. He has never stopped. His cultivation speed dares to say that there is no one to come, but it is absolutely unprecedented.

Even the amazing king in those years did not have such a terrible cultivation speed.

Then the world will never be balanced, just like Huangfu Duanyang. It only takes a short time to gain power that others can't reach in their lifetime.

If you want to break this unevenness, you have to work harder!