395 Black Gun Magic Mirror

Wang Fan was about to fight with the crocodile invincible. When the mouse came far away, he left the battlefield and escaped in the secret technique. Unexpectedly, as soon as he waved the long gun, the rain suddenly became rapid, and even the direction of the wind changed. All of them rushed towards him, as if to trap him in the middle. And this didn't count. The raindrops suddenly stopped falling, and even already The falling raindrops came back, as if they were all involved in the round-up of him.

The sudden increase in pressure shocked him: "No, it's another secret."

His teeth were critical, and his body suddenly fell down. In such a pouring rain, the crocodile was as free as in the sea, but he was restricted. Whether it was speed, physical reaction, or even the perception of consciousness, it was greatly affected. It is not for a wise man to attack the enemy with his own shortness.

"As long as you fall to the ground, it will be my home court. As long as you come down, I will give you a big loss and see how arrogant you are." He thought to himself that he even had a perfect plan to cause great trauma to the crocodile with the help of earth escape.

But at this moment, his landing suddenly slowed down. He looked down and couldn't help but be shocked: all the rainwater surged up, forming a thick water wall, and the water wall was constantly surging up, and there was a tendency to swallow him up.

"No, this road is not available!" He stepped on both feet and rushed up. He also began to form a water wall, and there was a big crocodile outside. Even if he broke out, he could not fall down. At this moment, he could only go into the air.

Lightning one after another, and the thunder roared past and exploded in my ears from time to time.

In such weather, it is not a good thing to walk in the sky. If you don't do it well, you will be hit by lightning and thunder. Even monks with profound cultivation are helpless and fearful in the face of the power of nature.

"There is also a water wall on it." As soon as he rushed up a few feet, he felt a lot of pressure: "Damn it, even if it's a water wall, I will break it."

He changed from horror to anger. The black long gun shook and stabbed up. This time, he tried his best to make the gun more than a thousand feet long and thick than a hundred-year-old giant.

The water wall is formed by a secret art, which contains a lot of spiritual power, but it can't stop his hard blow. "Puff" makes a bubble-like sound, and the rain falls down and pours all on him.

Now he is really wet. Even if he has spiritual protection, he can't stop so much rain. What's more, he is eager to escape and doesn't care how embarrassed he looks.

"Okay, it's broken. If you don't leave at this time, when will you stay!" He was wet all over, but his eyes emitted bright light, and he lost the opportunity to escape. Although the resistance of the water was a little slower, it was several times faster than the ordinary royal air flight. In the blink of an eye, he ran into the air. Although he ran away, he didn't want to be so cheap and invincible. He grabbed the long gun and vomited spiritually, making it longer. Thicker, roaring down.

As the saying goes, an inch long and an inch strong, the crocodile is invincible to see the strength of the black gun, and does not dare to sacrifice big teeth to resist, but he is also cruel. Since I am not as good as others, with profound cultivation, his hands then change into fists, bite the root of his teeth and shout "ah", and two big crocodile claws fly out, especially every A few inches of nails shine like a sharp blade. Even if the spiritual power comes out, it still makes people feel chilling.

"Puff" gun claws intersect, making a dull sound, and then holding each other.

Wang Fan was stunned and said that there should be a crackling sound. Why did he "poof" like a fart? But before he could figure it out, the two crocodile claws scattered, and the black long gun also wailed and shot back.

At this time, there was a deafening sound. The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and even the lightning and thunder lost its color. Wang Fan even lost his intuition at this moment. It was not until a black long gun that grabbed the gun body cracked that he suddenly woke up and rushed to the sky.

In fact, he didn't run high in the sky, and there was no danger. After the crocodile's invincible secret operation, these two punches tried his best, and his whole body couldn't help but be sore and soft. He was shocked by the explosion wave of almost Lingbao's self-exploding. It was difficult for the meridians not to hurt. His mouth was fishy and sweet, and he almost couldn't help it. Even if he wanted to chase Wang Fan, he still had The heart is weak.

As soon as Wang Fan jumped into the air, he felt a sense of fatigue all over his body. The long gun stabbed back in anger. Now he thinks it makes him feel unreal. The power is really extraordinary and powerful. This may be the first time he recklessly used a killing move. Although it was just a simple stab, he believes that even if it is ordinary. Monk Jindan also had to avoid its edge.

"It turns out that my combat power is already very strong. Maybe it has long surpassed Venus. When I am used to being a weak person, I just want to use conspiracy and tricks, but I didn't think that conspiracy and tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength."

He raised his aura and ran forward, but his heart was happy. He had the strength to scare the Jindan monk, which showed that he really stepped into the ranks of the strong.

"That's right, the black gun cracked. Unfortunately, although it has not been in contact with me for a long time, it always makes me feel very special. It's a pity that it's so useless today."

He thought about it and quickly took out the black gun. As expected, he saw the dense cracks on the body of the gun, but all these cracks were far away from the head of the gun, as if the head of the gun had not been affected.

He couldn't help but be happy and was waiting to look carefully, but suddenly he felt something was wrong and his heart throb.

Quiet, it's so quiet that there is no sound of raindrops or wind.

On a stormy night, there should naturally be strong winds, rainstorms, and even the wailing of torture of everything in the world, but at this time there is only silence, like death.

"No, thunder and lightning!"

He suddenly realized that such a huge pressure, even the most powerful monk, could not come out, could only be the power of nature, and on a stormy night, what could be above the lightning and thunder.

Unfortunately, he woke up too late. Before he could dodge, a flash of lightning came down. He could even hear the hissing sound of lightning, like a snake letter.

Despair, in front of nature, in the great people, can only sigh helplessly.

He suddenly remembered the dusty past. That night, he went deep into the mountains alone and met a giant rat and a black-spotted snake. When the two spirits fought, the black-spotted snake once wrapped around his neck and kept spitting out letters. This voice was almost the same as he had imagined.

"I don't want to die. Since the black-spotted snake couldn't kill me, neither can you!"

He suddenly opened his eyes in despair and waved the long gun in his hand, as if dealing with a long snake.