Chapter 302 Photo of the Dead Shadow

Outside the Yan clan, he was dressed in black clothes. He looked up at the starry sky, looked at the little fluorescence emitted from the sky, and took a deep breath.

turned around, looked at Wu Ben and others behind him, and said, "It's getting late. Let's go!" Huo Yu said lightly. There was a trace of helplessness in his cold tone.

Feng Yu and Wu Ben, who were dressed in night clothes behind them, nodded silently, and they would deliberately pull on the black headgear. The spirit of killing spread in the three rooms. Like a light wave, it spreads around.

"Wo!" At this moment, there was a clear roar from the distant sky. The fire slam turned around and stared at it. Looking at the white light roaring, a trace of desolation suddenly rose in my heart.

As the white light got closer and closer, the fire's face changed. The photo of the dead shadow!" The fire exclaimed, and his heart was cut like a knife, and his breathing became rapid.

Spin, his face turned awe-inspiring and cold in an instant. While a cold light flashed in his eyes, he flew up. He put out a slap on the light.

A flame spread out and burned on the void.

"Puff!"

The light rushed into the flame, and suddenly a picture appeared in the center of the flame.

"Long Po, you can't kill me." Dong Yun said in horror. Through Dong Yun's eyes, the two black Fuzu insects appeared in the eyes of the fire and others.

"This..." Huo Yu couldn't help trembling when he saw the stable figure. He was frightened and said, "This... This is the ancient devouring charm!?"

Fengyu and Wu Ben behind them were full of terrified eyes. They looked at each other, turned to silence, and their eyes turned to the picture.

When the fireman said the two devouring insects, they had recognized that it was the ancient devouring spell. It's just that this thing is too far away for now. Far away, I can only know that there are still creepy things in the world, but I don't know where it survives and how it is formed.

In the picture, a slightly hunchbacked old woman smiled and said, "Why can't I kill you!"

Dong Yun hurriedly said, "My ancestor's fire cloud evil god cultivated the sky..."

The jumping flame made a sound in the void, and the slightly red flame reflected the slightly white face of the fire. He closed his eyes and took a cold breath. His right hand gently touched the flame. The flame went out out of thin air, and then the picture was interrupted. The void in front of the three people returned to black.

Since I saw the two devouring insects, I can imagine how Dong Yun and Dong Hong died. This must have been swallowed up and killed by the devouring spell. The fireman did not want to see the clan, in other words, he did not want to see the tragic death of his younger generation. This interrupted the picture.

At this moment, the three of them stayed quietly in place and were silent. After a while, the fire returned to normal and said coldly, "How could Long Po have such a thing?"

"This..." I frowned and said, "I don't think this is a dragon woman? It hasn't been a year or two since I dealt with Long Po. Until now, I haven't realized that Long Po would have this kind of thing. Presumably, the dragon woman is dead!"

"My brother is right. There are several races in this world that can control other people's bodies." Feng Yu said with a solemn face. There was a trace of regret in Fengyu's eyes. If you don't see the devouring insect, Fengyu won't regret agreeing to the muddy water with the fire. However, this trace of regret flashed in Fengyu's eyes and was immediately replaced by a firmness.

The so-called wealth and danger betrayed the temple and assisted the king in his expedition. In Feng Yu's opinion, this is the most correct decision she made. Because now my status has climbed to the peak, above 10,000 people below one person. The kind that has been looked up by thousands of people has interpreted success again.

The traitor of the self-supporting demon religion and the shameless behavior will fade over time. Others will not care about your past, but will only be interested in your current achievements. More eyes will see your present rather than the past. Fengyu thought of this, and the heavy burden on her body seemed to be lighter, as if the devouring insect was not so terrible.

Huo Yu was silent and stayed still.

Wu Ben and Feng Yu looked at each other and turned to the straight figure. The two frowned slightly, and there was a heavy feeling in their hearts.

For a long time, I said in a low voice, "Brother Huo Yu, this can't be just about this. I think it's better to invite the ancestors of the Yan people to come out of the mountain and avenge Dong Yun and Dong Hong."

The fire took a deep breath and couldn't help clenching his hands together. Instead, I Ben said, "If Brother Huo sees them again, don't believe that they are still alive. They are just a pair of skins."

The fireman naturally understands that in the Yan clan, only the dead will quote the secret art of the shadow. When he saw the light, he knew that Dong Yun and Dong Hong no longer existed in the world.

Hearing what Wu Ben said, the silent fire nodded silently. His clenched hands also stretched out at this time, looking relieved.

But in the eyes of Wu Ben and Fengyu, the anger of the fire has burned in his chest to the limit. A murderous intention overflowed over him.

Fengyu was shocked and said calmly, "Brother Huo, I am willing to accompany you to avenge them!"

"Good!" The fire grim gritted his teeth and said fiercely. As soon as the words fell, his figure moved with him and turned into a fiery red streamer in the direction of Yiyuan Fairy Mansion. Then Wu Ben and Feng Yu jumped into the void and turned into two streamers to follow closely.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the coolness is gradually coming. A white shadow on the void is like a ghost, pulling up a long illusory shadow.

Hearing the familiar sound of deep sleep from his back, there was a faint smile on the old man's face. Instead, his face calmed down. A strong mental fluctuation spread forward from the center of his eyebrows.

After a while, the old man's face suddenly changed color and he was surprised. His spirit spread, and he saw a staggering teenager in the woods not far from Fangshi.

"It seems that what I saw on the road is real." The old man muttered to himself. The body suddenly leaned forward and disappeared into the void.

The third prince was seriously injured in his body. Under the double detonation of Long Po and the god of Yuanling of Chinese medicine, he almost died in Huangquan. But there is nothing we can do. If they hadn't detonated their own spirit god, they would have died.

"Even if I die, I will save my father!" The third prince staggered along a familiar road with difficulty. This belief supported his body and made his life burn more perfectly.

Suddenly, the third prince stopped and looked up at the white shadow not far in front of him. He was shocked.

In the dark night, the white figure is so bright and dazzling, like a firefly in the night, which is different.