Chapter 25 Strong Guest Tan Sa

When Mo said alone, the black blood flag of the middle-aged man hit Lin Aixin's ribbon. For a moment, the black atmosphere spread in the head of the city. Some nearby soldiers were touched by the black gas, turned into pus, and the light flesh and flesh rotted. For a moment, some unbearable soldiers simply came from the ten-meter-high city. Jump off the wall.

What a terrible corrosion force. If the black blood flag is allowed to go back and forth in the inner city with black gas, it is estimated that tens of thousands of lives can be easily harvested. This is only the power of immortals in the Qi cultivation period. What about the foundation-building period, the elixir period, and even the Yuanying period old monsters that have been talked about by infiltrating immortals?

slaughtering the city alone is indeed not a boast for immortals.

The black blood flag danced crazily around Lin Aixin, and the strong black gas kept dissipating. In the black gas, Lin Aixin was still waving ribbons, and the ice crystals gradually formed. The black gas could not invade the center of the ribbon at all, and naturally it could not erode Lin Aixin's body.

The middle-aged man's face finally looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that the black blood flag, which was the best at dirty magic weapon, was blocked by a seemingly ordinary ribbon. It seemed that Lin Aixin's silk had a strange effect. The ribbon was wrapped in a layer of frost around it, which could always protect the ribbon from black gas and would not be corroded by it.

The middle-aged man quietly sacrificed the blue flying sword. He wanted to attack Lin Aixin. He was not a fool. In such an inexplicable place, he also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

But as soon as the cyan flying sword was raised, a black ball next to it flew like lightning and hit the flying sword, making a crisp sound. A black ** splashed and immediately covered the whole body of the flying sword, and then the flying sword shook and fell into the dust.

The middle-aged man was shocked. He just threw out the black blood flag talisman to erode other people's weapons, but failed. As a result, his flying sword was suddenly attacked and out of control.

"Who?" The middle-aged man roared at the place where the black ball flew.

A short fat man less than 1.5 meters came out of the crowd at the gate and staggered towards the middle-aged man. This man was really too short, his body was ridiculously fat, and his face was full of fat, and he walked like a meat ball rolling on the ground, which was very funny.

But the middle-aged man did not smile, but took a breath of cold air. He was also a monk who practiced seven times.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but look around again without any aura. Except for the "steel monster city" in front of him, there are no mountains and rivers around here. How can there be so many monks gathered together? Do these monks want to protect mortals? But when did the monks also pay attention to the life and death of mortals? Coming?

The middle-aged man was full of doubts that the "meat ball" of the seventh phase of Qi had come 50 meters in front of him.

"Hey, brother, are you interested in joining our black hall?" The short fat man was happy with the middle-aged man, and the meat on his face was wrinkled into a pile, which was indescribably disgusting.

Luo Han couldn't help but pause in the examination room. He was also secretly surprised that he could meet so many immortals in today's exam. This short fat man shaped like a meat ball was not under Lin Aixin, and he was also known as the black hall. It seems that he is a monk practicing evil fairy art in the black hall, but is he from the fairyland or a demon? But the world can't know.

Mo Du felt that Luo Han's eyes turned to the short fat man. He whispered, "This guy is a strong guest of the black hall, named Tan Sa. He is the best at dirty magic weapons of others, and his strength is very strong."

"He and Lin Aixin should be able to beat the infiltrator together, right?"

"Black Hall and White Hall join hands? Hey hey, Mo alone laughed and said, "This is absolutely impossible to happen. The people of the black hall are moody. Even if Tan Sa's joint infiltrators kill Lin's territory, it is not impossible, but if that's the case, Tan Sa will also face the pursuit of Bai Guan."

Luo Han understood that although the White Pavilion and the Black Pavilion tried to clash with the human army, there were still deep contradictions between the two. They also fought with each other, and the military was unable to intervene in the enmity between the two pavilions and let them fight each other, so the arrival of Tan Sa made the already very tense situation more tense. It's complicated.

The job rating of the black hall is much simpler than that of the white hall, and the black hall does not accept the task of the human military. They purely kill the number of enemies as the rating standard, hunt 30 infiltrated creatures, and meet the conditions for joining the black hall. They are called "warmen", hunt 300 people, called "strong guests" and kill 3,000 people, saying For "killing stars"...

Tan Sa is one of the only two "strong guests" in Bingfeng City. The infiltrators he slaughtered has already been more than a thousand and has rich combat experience. Although the "leadership" of the White Pavilion is at the same level as the "strong guest" of the Black Pavilion, none of the four leaders in the White Pavilion dares to say that they can single-handedly challenge Tan Sa, which is brought by the murderers. Domineering.

The middle-aged man also obviously felt that the strength of the short fat man in front of him was extraordinary. The cold and murderous atmosphere revealed on the meatball-like body made him feel very uncomfortable. Of course, he refused to join any bullshit black house, and he was ready to escape.

The middle-aged man did not answer and brought back the black blood flag that had surrounded Lin Aixin for a long time. Although the black blood flag did not break Lin Aixin's defense, its own defense ability was still very strong. The middle-aged man put the black blood flag outside and was ready to take off.

"Hey, brother is so arrogant that he will leave without saying anything?" Tan Sa waved his hand and stood up one by one with the bodies scattered around him and walked to the middle-aged man step by step.

Sure enough, he is an evil man. Between raising his hands, he used the power of the dead again.

The middle-aged man sneered. Naturally, he didn't think that several corpses could trap him. The spiritual power gushed out of his feet, and a buoyancy lifted him up to the sky. The most enviable thing about monks is that they can fly in the air. Generally speaking, if they reach more than six phases of Qi practice, they can float in the air with appropriate spells. If there are sharp flying magic weapons, such as flying swords, flying cars, etc., to borrow power from the monks, the flight speed can be improved again.

The middle-aged man rose quickly, and the white-rimmed cloth shoes he wore on his feet shimmer slightly, which was obviously a magic weapon. With these shoes, the middle-aged man was assured that he would be able to get out of the battle easily.

Suddenly, a corpse suddenly jumped up and chased the middle-aged man directly from the gravity of the earth. The middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He quickly urged spiritual power to instill it into the shoes under his feet and tried to escape, but more than a dozen bodies jumped up and rushed over him from all directions.

The middle-aged man's face gradually turned pale. As he soared into the air, he urged the black blood flag to release black gas. The black gas immediately made the body begin to decompose, but the number of bodies was too large, and its corrosion resistance seemed to be much stronger than that of living people. Under the control of Tan Sa's strange spell, he could actually wear it. Breathe black.

"Bang-bang--", the body finally hugged the middle-aged man in dozens of meters high, and the black body ball suddenly fell from the air.

"Hey, a small Fubao also wants to block the corpse in my superior evil soul skills. It's really delusional." Tan Sa raised his fat head and smiled proudly.