Chapter 141 Zhu Rongyan

Chang Heng's heart was happy, and then a sense of weakness came, and he only felt sore and soft all over. If half of his body had not fallen to the ground, he would have fallen to the ground.

He wanted to try whether the golden elixir could be used, but he didn't expect the altar to react. As the altar built with the best efforts of the Sun tribe, it is indeed not ordinary.

After lifting the bondage of the Purple Demon King on Chang Heng, Zhu Rong's statue returned to its original state and stood quietly without any movement.

Taking a long breath, the golden elixir suddenly bloomed in the sea, and a large amount of aura rushed out of the golden elixir and integrated into the limbs of the body. The feeling of strength returned to Chang Heng. He took a look at the Purple Demon King and the Butterfly Lady who were fighting. Chang Heng shouted in a low voice, shook his body and turned into the Dijiang clan. As soon as his hands were torn, the space cracked a crack and raised his legs and stepped in.

"Bad." The Purple Demon King was shocked and didn't have time to think about how a witch who was equivalent to the strength of the demon elixir period could break its prohibition. He waved the iron bar, shouted "Get out", knocked the butterfly spirit lady upside down, immediately recognized a direction, soared into the air, and flew away quickly.

"This old cow..." The butterfly spirit lady rolled over and finally stabilized her body. The purple demon king has disappeared. The butterfly spirit lady chased Chang Heng, but because Chang Heng killed the butterfly demon under her command. She was not clear about the hatred between Chang Heng and the Purple Demon King. At this moment, when she saw the two of them leaving one after another, she no longer chased them. She ordered her subordinate butterfly demons to clean up all the little demons around them and catch them back or kill them or sleep.

The void shook, and Chang Heng stepped out of it, looked back, tore his hands, and drilled into the void again.

Boom! A stick shadow fell from the sky, smashing the place where Chang Heng had just appeared. The space broke, and countless storms gushed out of it, cutting the surrounding area into pieces.

The Purple Demon King flashed, looked at the place where Chang Heng disappeared, snorted coldly, and continued to pursue.

Chang Heng's every shuttle through the void is only a few hundred miles, and the Purple Demon King's escape is this distance. The two are tightly entangled one after the other. Every time Chang Heng came out of the void, he took a breath and continued to shuttle. At this time, the Purple Demon King smashed down a stick and smashed the surrounding space and the ground into pieces.

In this way, the barbarian monsters here suffer. After all, the strength of the distraction period can be regarded as the top of this remote place. And those who have survived the disaster, and even demons and immortals, will not be bored here, especially now is a critical period between the two tribes of lichs.

"Daw, the chase is so tight." Chang Heng was annoyed. Although the speed of shuttle through the void was extremely fast, it consumed too much witch power. In a short time, he consumed most of the aura accumulated in the golden elixir, and the originally gloomy golden elixir was gloomy at this moment. If it goes on like this, the whole golden elixir will degenerate because of the exhaustion of aura.

"It can't go on like this. What should I do? By the way, go to the tribe. Chang Heng's heart moved, turned around, and ran quickly to another place.

"Low-key little witch, you can't run away." The Purple Devil smashed Chang Heng's foothold with a stick and roared at his back that disappeared in the void. When the Purple Demon King reaches the disaster period, he can teleport, which is no less than the shuttle space of the Emperor Jiang, but now he can only watch Chang Heng escape and chase him desperately behind him.

"When I catch you, I will torture you for decades, hang you on the land of my purple demon cow clan, and let everyone around me know the end of offending my purple demon king, and then I will kill you." The Purple Devil roared.

After several shuttles, when the golden elixir was dimmed, and there were silk cracks on it, and it was about to degenerate into a mass of aura, a huge tribe finally appeared in front of him.

This is a large tribe with more than one million. The huge tribe is bustling and full of people, and it is not surrounded by simple wooden stakes as protection, but blue stones solidified by spells, just like a city.

"It's actually the Zhu Rong tribe. That's great." In the middle of the tribe from afar, the huge statue of Zhu Rong stood tall, and his majestic face was shrouded in a cloud of fire, looming. A faint firelight condensed over the whole tribe, and the color could not stop changing, like burning clouds. This is the defense of the tribe.

Bang. Falling to the ground, Chang Heng looked back and was not in a hurry. He tidied up his clothes and walked to the tribe.

The gate on this side of the tribe is composed of two blue stones erected on the ground, up to 20 feet high. On the bluestone, there is also a long blue stone carved with flames of various shapes. A group of witches who came from nowhere are queuing up to enter the tribe. Similarly, many players everywhere are doing all kinds of things.

"Do you still want to go?" The Purple Demon King came in the air with a tall figure full of anger, raised a stick with both hands and smashed it down on Chang Heng.

"Bold."

"Presumptuous."

A few screams came from the tribe, and several figures appeared behind Chang Heng out of thin air. One held a shield in his hand and blocked it under the Purple Devil's stick. The shield is made of various minerals, and a huge lotus-like flame is carved on it. At the moment when the purple demon king's mixed iron bar hits the shield, the flame suddenly shakes as if it were alive, and the mixed iron bar falling like a mountain is like falling on an open space, which makes the purple demon king's heart uncomfortable.

The other man was holding a long gun, and the body of the gun was red, like a red iron bar. After the man appeared, he raised his gun and stabbed the Purple Devil. The shadow of the gun said, like a fire dragon roaring out, with great momentum.

When!

The Purple Demon King quickly collected sticks to resist the other's attack, and the two collided and burst into sparks.

In addition to these two people, several others appeared beside Chang Heng, but did not do anything, but just squinted at the witch warrior fighting with the purple demon king.

The witch warrior of the gun opened up, and every * out of the air will emerge a flame lotus flower the size of a water tank. This flame lotus flower is extremely powerful. At first, the Purple Demon King was accidentally touched and almost burned half of his body, which took a lot of demon power to get rid of it.

"Stop." The Purple Demon King shook his stick, jumped out of the battle circle, and stopped loudly.

"Why don't you call? I haven't had a good time yet. Come again." The soldier who made the gun shouted and shot at the Purple Demon King.

"This madman." The Purple Demon King scolded secretly in his heart and had to fight with the other party with a mixed iron bar.

"Ayan's shooting skills are good, which is worthy of being the martial arts inherited by Zu Wu." A witch around Chang Heng who had never done it said.

"It's really good. I think my witch is naturally familiar with all kinds of martial arts, but our bloodline is too light to be passed on from the ancestral witch. Otherwise, A Yan's strength could be upgraded. Another witch nodded and said.

"Let's not talk about the strength of A Yan. Now a bull demon dares to come to our flying bear tribe. It seems that we haven't taken enough care of the surrounding land recently." The witch who raised his shield to block the attack of the Purple Demon King said.

"Little guy, how did you offend him and let it chase you regardless of his identity?" An old witch with a dry figure and three times thinner than other witches asked.

Such a look is generally the old kind of the witch clan. Chang Heng did not dare to neglect it. First, he bent down to thank the help of the shield witch, and then said, "I used to practice in the Fengbarians far away from here. Purple Demon King, oh, it is the name of this bull demon, and attacked the Fengbarians with several other demon clans. I was invited by the Zuwu split to fight and be injured by the sacrifice of the barbarian tribe. I was not worried that they bullied others, so I intercepted it halfway when it was injured. As a result, its yuan god escaped and came to revenge after recovering from the injury. Oh, it used to be a purple magic cow, and it was condensed with a green beef body.

Chang Heng briefly told the story, saying that he took advantage of the fire and robbed, he shamelessly occupied the moral high point for himself first, and vaguely pointed out that there was someone behind the Purple Demon King, and his strength was not low.

The old-like witch nodded, touched the beard on his chin, and snorted, "If there is anyone behind it, you shouldn't go wild in front of my Flying Bear Tribe. A small cow demon, do you really think it is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi? Even the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has to be respectful when he comes to me. Now that you're here, don't leave. Just sacrifice it. You two, go up and help. Don't leave it.

The old man's tone scared Chang Heng. Even the Eastern Emperor Taiyi had to be respectful when he came. Did he really think this was the old nest of the twelve ancestors and witches? Even the twelve ancestral witches, won't they be killed in the end?

The two witches next to him came forward, and the Purple Demon King's heart tightened. These are all witches and ghosts. Their strength is comparable to that of it. If they really want to fight, they will be one against three. There is also an old guy next to him. It is certain that they will lose.

"Well, low-key little witch, you wait, this time you are lucky, and you won't have such good luck next time. When you get out of here and no one intervenes, I'll see how you can escape. Hate and hate to look at Chang Heng, the Purple Devil put down a few harsh words and turned around and left.

"Would you like to go?" The witch who made the gun shouted and threw the gun as a stick.

The Purple Demon King was also angry. He killed a pawn three times and was destroyed. Now he is forced to escape, but it is not over yet.

"If you have the ability to fight with me, don't let others help you." The Purple Demon King turned around, raised his stick and held a long gun, and shouted.

"Good. Don't move. Let me take it down. I'm just missing a mount. The witch shouted.

"If you lose to me, be my servant, and they can't stop me from leaving." The Purple Devil immediately shouted.

"It's a deal." The old-like witch didn't wait for the clan to speak, the witch who used the gun agreed.

The following witches looked at each other in constersinuation, and the old-like witches coughed dryly and said, "In this case, let them fight. You two pay attention and don't let it run away.

The previous sentence was loud and reached the ears of the people around him, while the latter sentence was only heard by the two witches next to them.

Chang Heng saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he thanked several people and sneaked into the tribe.