Chapter 224 Control the Little Overlord

The lotus pattern witch of the assassin of light seems to be a legend. The sword of light in the hand, the tattoo ring on the finger, and the extremely difficult invisibility of light, these three represent an immortal identity.

"Do you know me?" While Fang Rou was asking questions, the light around her body was constantly refracting and distorted, and it seemed that she could disappear at any time.

Fan Laoer shook her head and said respectfully, "The lotus pattern witch is an identity, not a representative of a person. More than 1,500 years ago, when I first stepped into the fairyland, I heard the legendary deeds of the lotus-striped witch. This is a mysterious sect of a single lineage. It is said that when each descendant enters the world to practice, he holds the sword of light, points to the lotus ring, and is good at using the invisibility of light. I don't know if I'm right?"

"I really can't see it. You know quite a lot."

"I know that's all. Since I'm a lotus-striped witch, I won't embarrass you today. Let your third companion show up. As one of the thirteen elders of Sin City, others will take action even if they don't want to do something. You have offended those who should not be offended. The Blood Demon Lord, one of the seven elders, has issued an order to kill you. Unless you leave here immediately, the consequences will be unpredictable.

"Why do you deliberately let us go? Aren't you afraid that the blood demon will pursue you?" Lin Feng appeared from the shadow of a stone, and he looked at the old man who suddenly changed his mind with a smile.

"It's really the invisibility of light! There is an old rumor in the world of immortal cultivation. When the light and darkness come out, there will be a disaster. The assassin of light appears every few hundred years, but the assassin of darkness has never appeared. Unexpectedly, he was touched by me today. Fan Laoer sighed a little. He sighed gently and then said, " More than 500 years ago, the predecessors of your family once had kindness to me. This time, it is regarded as a reward, but it can also be my wish for many years. You are gone, the Blood Demon Lord, I am free to deal with it.

It turned out that since this person had been favored by the elder of the God, it was no wonder that he changed his attitude when he knew that we were disciples in the Beast Spirit Gate.

Lin Feng looked sideways at the first six little overlords who rushed over. Seeing that their eyes flashed, they seemed to be calculating something. As soon as his heart moved, there was a murder.

Lao Fan's cultivation is the highest, and Lin Feng's breath changed and he knew the reason. "These six people are the hegemons of a mountain outside the City of Sin. The highest cultivation also has the peak of the divine realm, but it's a pity that they are scattered cultivation, and no one has ever practiced the magic power above the prefecture level."

As soon as Fan Laoer's words fell, Lin Feng's figure disappeared, and then a sword light passed through the neck in the middle of the divine realm.

One blow will kill. This is something that no one can imagine. Lin Feng actually did not show any sign of action.

While Lin Feng's figure disappeared, Fang Rou also disappeared, and then almost at the same time, a blood stain appeared in the eyebrows and throat of another person in the middle of the magical realm.

Although Lin Feng is a cultivation in the early stage of the Fadan Realm, his overall combat power is far from being able to catch up with a person at the peak of the early stage of evolution. It is understandable to kill with one blow when the other party can's defense. However, Fang Rou can actually kill the little overlord in the middle of the divine realm with one blow, and even the purple clothes not far away are moved.

Rumors are not as good as those seen with their own eyes. No wonder the reputation of the lotus pattern witch is so loud.

"Fan Daoyou, we will join hands to kill these people. All their wealth belongs to you." After Lin Feng killed a person, he was invisible again, but the little hegemon at the peak of the divine realm slapped the place where Lin Feng disappeared and roared at the same time, "Let's withdraw."

The rest of the people just reacted and ran their mana one after another, covering a layer of defense all over their bodies.

When Fan Laoer heard Lin Feng's suggestion, his face was obviously stunned. When he saw that he was just shaking his mind, two little hegemons had died here. In addition to being shocked, he also moved his body. A huge palm print patted out, with a full of 400,000 combat power, which suddenly caused a violent reaction of the aura of heaven and earth. A space seemed to be It's like collapsing.

This palm seal is shrouded by a little overlord in the middle of the divine realm. The two guys were blown up without even a chance to scream, and even their souls were shaken away.

One force decreases ten sessions. To deal with people who are lower than their own level, there is no need to use any magic power at all, and directly use force to reduce the power. Fan Laoer is also a decisive person, and as soon as she took action, she directly cut off the other party's escape opportunity.

With a combat power of 500,000 yuan, not to mention the two small overlords in the middle of the divine realm, even three or even four, I'm afraid they can't resist.

"Damn, this old man is more ruthless than me." Lin Feng appeared not far away. He happened to see the moment when Lao Fan took action, and his heart was full of admiration. This kind of decisive person is the most terrible, but he has no scruples, so his behavior is not a big deal.

The little hegemon at the peak of the divine realm was slightly stronger, and his body flashed out of the battle circle several times in a row, but the last little hegemony in the middle of the divine realm screamed and died in a hurry under Fang Rou's assassination.

As soon as Lao Fan saw someone escaping, he was about to chase him, but he saw a purple thunder and lightning flashing. The escaped middle-aged man was penetrated by a gun. Fortunately, he did not hurt the key, but only penetrated his shoulder. But the power of the gun was extraordinary, especially the power of thunder and lightning above, and the crackling sound suppressed his screams.

Lin Feng dodged to his side, knocked him to the ground with one palm, and took the opportunity to pull out the magic weapon to destroy the thunder gun. This thing is really good. It's the most appropriate to sneak up on people.

"The lower magic weapon! These people are quite big. Fan Laoer muttered.

"Hahaha, I'll take you today." Lin Feng laughed loudly. At this time, the little overlord at the peak of the divine realm was heart-fed, and he was attacked by thunder and lightning power. At this time, both the spirit and the counterattack were the weakest time, and he might be able to control him.

After his strength soared, Lin Feng then waved hundreds of dark runes, and then spewed out a breath, and those runes condensed into three enchanting 'locks' words.

"Lock, lock, lock." Three fingers were clicked out in a row, and the three locks were punched into the man's eyebrows.

"Ah, ah, what kind of power is this?" Unexpectedly, there were bursts of black air on the man, as if he were a demon-enchanted immortal. Three black locks also faintly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, which seemed to be forced out by his soul power.

"Huh." Lin Feng snorted coldly and stepped on his Dantian, which was the source of his strength. Then he condensed three words "locks" again and hit his purple house fiercely.

This time, he made a ruthless hand, with six locks in a row. Even Lin Feng's current dark power cultivation is a little unsistful.

"This is the dark force. You want to control me, you dream." The middle-aged man obviously realized this. He actually emitted strong mana fluctuations on his body. He didn't know whether to stimulate potential or to commit suicide.

"Purple clothes help me." Lin Feng spent his money. At this justation, he can't have an accident.

Ziyi understood what Lin Feng meant and came to his side with a little eyebrows. Suddenly, a mist composed of aura shrouded the little overlord, and the mist kept changing its shape.

"It's you, you bitch, haven't you been crushed by me? Why are you still alive? Ah, you're not that bitch, you're a little flower. Ah, Xiaohua, you died so miserably. I'm useless. I can't save you. Don't leave me." The little overlord whose mana soared suddenly became nonsense, and his mana began to be a little disordered and faded. "You devil, kill me. I don't want to live. My wife is dead, and my son is dead. What's the point of my life? Ah..."

With a long cry, the little overlord lost his voice. Ziyi's face was pale, and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Lin Feng quickly stuffed two soul elixirs into her mouth and put his palm on her back to help him recover his mana.

Ziyi just forcibly used the illusion of talent magic power. Through the evolution of her own consciousness, she constantly influenced the other party's mind and barely succeeded. It's just that her cultivation is too low, and her talent has just awakened. She hasn't cultivated to a certain level. It's indeed a little difficult to force her to perform.

"Is this the 'illusion' of one of her awakening talents?" Fang Rou looked very unhappy and didn't know what she was muttering in her mouth. But the face of Fan Laoer and those who had been watching in the distance changed greatly. The two young people actually had such a terrible means to control a small overlord at the peak of the magical realm.

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