Chapter 181 Wings of the Ghost

"I think the result is actually very clear." Deng Xi said to Han Lun, "Mr. Pang lied."

"You! You!" Pang Zheng pointed to Deng Xi, his chest fluctuated violently, and his eyes seemed to be on fire: "You didn't have the current cultivation at that time. You just advanced!"

Deng Xi smiled and looked around: "Dear seniors, do you think this joke is funny? From the second level to the third level of the refining realm, I think the predecessors know much better than me. Two days ago, I was taken into the nest by the monster and was ready to eat. After a few days, I not only did not die, but also crossed huge obstacles and successfully advanced. What kind of story has to happen in this process to connect the beginning and end of the two things?

"Mr. Pang, is this true?" At this time, Han Dinghai, who had been watching the words and colors, finally couldn't help shouting.

"Big son, I..." Pang Zheng was choked for a moment and couldn't speak.

He didn't kill himself and was retaliated by someone who came back. It was nothing. At most, everyone set up a battle to kill, life and death. However, it turned out that he was framed in turn, so that he couldn't speak clearly and no one believed the truth. The huge gap in the middle made him feel like crying without tears.

Seeing this scene, Han Lun sighed: "Mr. Pang, I'm really sad. In fact, even if you have different thoughts about Uti, it's not a big deal. It should be known that this woman has a different body and is irresistible to ordinary people, both men and women. That's why I don't allow anyone to approach her anymore. But why did you bother to kill Xuaner for this little thing?

Deng Xi was stunned when he heard the words. Everything he did here was to save "Wouti". Listening to Han Lun's tone at this moment, it seems that she has been quarantined. Then even if you become a person of Hanfu, you can't get close to her. It will be even more difficult to rescue.

When he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

At the same time, Han Lun's words continued: "I'm afraid it's not just Xuan'er, but also Hai'er's injury, right?"

"City owner, I didn't..."

"It seems that your motivation is not just what Deng Xi said to kill people." Han Lun ignored his defense and interrupted him directly. It seemed that he had found his guilt.

"What?" Miss Han San was surprised and said, "Dad, you said he was not for this, so what else can he do?"

Deng Xi has taken it back from his thoughts. At this time, he said, "Master Han is right, and now I also feel that things should not be that simple. Since Mr. Pang can easily repel Tu Lin, why should he fight and completely blow down the cave in the hinterland of Gaoyang Peak?

Speaking of this, Han Dinghai couldn't help shouting sadly for a moment: "Mr. Pang, do you want to kill me? Why?"

This matter is indeed too difficult for the eldest son of the city lord's mansion. No matter what, he couldn't figure out that Pang Zheng, who had always cared for him, would want his life.

Deng Xi said, "Sir, you asked this wrong question. Although Mr. Pang harmed you, he didn't seem to want to kill you. If you really want to kill you, how can you go back to the Heavenly City? Obviously, he wants to delay your wedding and use your injury to contain the Korean city owner so that he can have a chance to capture the Uti girl.

Han San girl suddenly shouted, "I won't repair it!" At such a large age, there are still such evil thoughts.

Deng Xi shook his head again: "Miss San, you are also wrong. Mr. Pang is skillful and profound. How could he do such an offense just for a moment of ***? If I guess correctly, there must be something special about this Uti girl, right?

While saying this, Deng Xi paid special attention to the expressions of Han Lun and his son. Sure enough, they immediately looked at each other for the first time, and there was a trace of alertness in their expression.

"It seems that these people have seen Uti's special physique. This young master Han is not just lustful. Deng Xi secretly gritted his teeth.

Seeing that Han Lun and his son remained silent and did not take his words, he smiled coldly and turned to Pang Zheng: "Mr. Pang, I believe you have nothing to say. As I said before, I'm going to make you understand one-on-one, remember?"

There is still time to save Uti. You can find a way slowly. And it's time for Pang Zheng in front of him to solve him.

"Deng Xi, I never thought that it would fall into the hands of you, a boy who came out of nowhere!" Pang Zheng said fiercely.

He knew that as long as Han Lun identified something, it was useless for him to defend himself, not to mention that he was the most important treasure in the hearts of the father and son. So he simply picked up the matter: "I can't leave today. If you want to avenge me, I will accompany you to the end, and if you ruin my affairs, I will never let you go. However, I still don't understand what did you rely on to break through in these short days?

Deng Xi smiled and said to himself, "What do you want to do?" Want to be a clear ghost? Unfortunately, your business is over, and mine is not finished yet. How can you reveal your details casually?"

So he shook his head seriously: "Don't talk nonsense. I've finished all my words. Now it's time to do it."

As soon as the words fell, the soul-making flag of the underworld had been withdrawn into his hands. A black wind immediately blew out of the brocade flag, making the whole room cold and piercing in an instant.

"Fight outside!" Mrs. Sun immediately came forward and shouted. Although her husband is here, she expects that Pang Zheng can't play any tricks, but her son has no resistance at this moment and has a protective nature as a mother.

Who knew that Han Lun waved his hand and said, "No, it's fine here."

Before he finished speaking and didn't see any action, the surrounding scenery was strangely distorted in an instant. In less than a moment, all the furnishings, even the walls and roofs in Han Dinghai's house were stripped of everyone's sight at this moment.

Everyone seems to suddenly appear in a vast void that can't be seen. The difference is that under this dark and deep *, there is no sky, sun and nothing but these people.

Han Dinghai and his sister, who were recuperating in bed, were not present.

"Is this the magic power of the fourth level of the divine realm?" Deng Xi was shocked.

He can also use various formations to separate the people in the array from the world around him, just like a resentment array. But like Han Lun, not only does he not need to perform any skills, but he can also select people to enter the array, which is not within his ability at this moment.

At this time, Han Lun said, "Originally, Pang Zheng plotted to kill my family, and I should have dealt with it myself. But since Deng Xi is one step ahead of you, I can't stop it. If you can really kill Pang Zheng, his position in our Han mansion will be replaced by you! The supervision of Xuaner's daily practice will be handed over to you.

After saying that, he smiled meaningfully.

"Thank you, Lord." Deng Xi replied neither humble nor arrogant.

This time, he came back with Miss Han San to find Pang Zheng's trouble and revenged him. The main reason was that he wanted to take this opportunity to enter the inner courtyard of Hanfu to make it easier to get close to "Uti". Now he was close to the achievement of this goal, and his blood in his heart began to boil.

"On that day, in the belly of Gaoyang Peak Mountain, I met Mr. Pang twice and failed to let go. It's really a pity. Today, I asked Mr. Pang for advice.

He took Tulin Neidan as the guide, absorbed the earth aura of the bitter rock heart, and broke through the third layer of the divine realm. At this moment, he is about to try his power.

Wow!

A pair of dark scale wings several feet wide opened behind Deng Xi's back, and his whole body flew up, like a giant bat suspended in the sky. With a drum of wings, countless abominable grievances roared out, rushing in all directions like bees coming out of the nest.

That was his cultivation of the third layer of the divine realm, which combined the wings of ten thousand ghosts condensed by the mind of the god-eating and armor of the black scale clan, and encouraged them. For a moment, the wind was like a knife, and the ghost was heavy.

At the same time, the soul-making flag of the underworld also unfolded in front of him, echoing his wings of ten thousand ghosts. In an instant, the wronged souls cried and howled, as if they had opened a door to purgatory in front of everyone. In the whole magic array built by Han Lun, up and down, left and right, all over the sky, those screaming and flying grievances have almost filled this place.

"Ah!"

After hovering aimlessly for a moment, these grievances seemed to suddenly receive the same command, stagnated for a moment, and then made a more sad hiss, opening their teeth and claws to form a huge whirlpool and pounce on Pang Zheng.

"What kind of skill is this? Why is it so gloomy and horrible? Does anyone in the world practice such a thing?

Han Lun was supposed to watch coldly, but now he was surprised to see Deng Xi's move. The middle-aged man surnamed Tang behind him immediately picked it up and said, "Lord, just looking at this array full of ghosts, it is the underworld practice in hell, and the brocade flag is a bit like the treasure of the legendary King Yanluo."

"The skills of the underworld? King of Yanluo?"

Han Lun frowned first, and then nodded: "Yes, I remember what you said. It's just that these are all ancient legends. Who has really crossed the three worlds and seen the moves of the underworld? What's more, this son is just an ordinary qi refiner. How can he practice the skills of the underworld? Even if he can be born from the underworld, how can he bring back the treasures of King Yanluo?

Indeed, for them, the existence of the Three Realms and the ancient fate of Deng Xi and King Yan are all things that they can't understand even if they want to break their heads. No wonder they are puzzled.

The muttering between the two has not been fruited, but the fierce fight in the field changed in an instant.

Just as thousands of roaring grievances had gathered around Pang Zheng and were about to launch an attack on him, bright and dazzling white lights suddenly emitted from the cracks of countless grievances.