Chapter 84 Zhu Ling's Messenger 2

Zhu Ling's messenger looked at the teenager with a black axe squeezed through the stone crack and felt that his heart was tight for no reason, and his eyes narrowed slightly. The fierce eyes shot out like a murderous sword behind the ghost face.

Looking at the man in red with a ghost face opposite, he also faintly felt a kind of pressure. According to his guess, I'm afraid that the other party is at least in a state of gathering. From the physical airflow formed around him, he could feel the horror of the other party. I don't know how much power is hidden in the body under the red robe.

The Zhu Ling messenger obviously heard the miserable cry of Warcraft when he was dying, and his eyes were like fire. The cold voice sounded. Did you kill the black wolf? Han Feng nodded slightly. Zhu Ling's red robe is windless and automatic. Do you know it is my mount?

Han Feng said lightly, "Even if you know it, you will kill more."

"Okay, then you will pay for my black wolf." Zhu Ling's messenger's voice was cold and ruthless.

At this time, the old man had already seen Han Feng, and his originally pale eyes ignited a spark of hope. It whispered that it was the ancestor of this demon who killed the old turtle's relatives. He had a lot of demons, and the prince should be careful... Looking at the old man, Han Feng nodded to show that he knew and smiled to reassure the other party. A black light flashed, and the black bead had returned to Lao Yuan's mouth. As soon as Yuanzhu entered its mouth, it had already felt something. In a few breaths, its spiritual power increased greatly, and the divine light in its eyes began to become much stronger. It can be seen that because there is no Yuanzhu, it has suffered a great loss.

When Zhu Ling's messenger saw these changes, he suddenly sneered and said that your yuan beads were not on his body. No wonder your spiritual power was so weak. Unexpectedly, you believe so much that Yuanzhu is the fate of monsters in his heart. It's like half the life of the monster. Now the old man has handed it over to Han Feng, so it can be seen how much he believes in Han Feng.

"Ga Jia... Well, now you can give me the Yuanzhu." Obviously, he coveted the Yuanzhu in the old man's body and put aside the matter of Han Feng's killing his mount.

"You demon, your ancestors killed the old turtle's father in the past, and today you want to seize it. Do you still want to leave the bottom of the Shangjiang River?"

Lao Yu said sadly and angrily, even if he is crushed, you can't succeed.

"Ga Ga... If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished. Others may still be afraid of your cultivation for thousands of years, but in the eyes of this messenger, it's not worth mentioning. Your pearl is already in the bag of this messenger, Ga Ga..."

He added, "Do you think you can escape today with the boy who only has scattered flowers? Don't be delusional... Although it seems a little special, it is still not worth mentioning in the eyes of this messenger..."

Han Feng was shocked that he had deliberately hidden the breath of those treasures on his body. Unexpectedly, the demon Tao still saw his difference at a glance and was alarmed.

A pair of ghostly eyes under the ghost face of the red-robed Zhu Ling messenger emitted a strange light. He seems to control the world, even if Lao Yi and Han Feng are not rivals in his eyes.

"Make a choice quickly, hand it over or die?"

A kind of invisible pressure is almost suffocating. Obviously, he is exerting pressure.

"Mou."

A thunderous sound sounded at the bottom of the water. With the cry, an extremely huge black ball rumbled from the place where the old man was. He replaced the answer with action.

The local power began to be disordered, and the black ball was actually formed by Lao Yu with its spiritual power. You can destroy a hill in an instant...

A sneer came from the mouth of the red-robed Zhu Ling messenger, and his eyes flashed with demon-like fluorescence.

"If you want to die, I will complete you and let you and your old turtle father be a companion..." Before the words fell, a strange fingerprint was formed from his hand. Immediately, a small ball flying with an electric silver snake flew out of his hand and was flying away against the huge black ball.

"Rumble."

The loud sound of a Thunderbolt exploded in the air, and the trees and hills nearby turned into gravel fragments in the powerful explosion.

"Five thunder method."

Lao Yi's small eyes are wide open, and his eyes are shocked.

"Ga Ga...does it remind you of the past?" Zhu Ling's messenger laughed loudly.

These five thunder methods have a natural way to restrain monsters. At that time, the old man's family was killed by these five thunder laws. Therefore, it left a deep impression on it. The light radiating from the old man's eyes was like a bloody sword, and the pain in his heart had made him a little irrational. The dull sound rolled under the water.

"Today, even if the old turtle fights for his life, he will kill you."

The old man suddenly shouted, and his voice was sad. The complex and mysterious pattern on its tortoise shell suddenly flowed, and the breath rose into the air to cut the air, forming a big black net to cover the Zhu Ling messenger.

"Ga Jia... The light of the firefly also competes with Haoyue... You... You old turtle actually practiced demon cultivation?!"

Obviously, he was a little surprised and wanted to jump out of the big black net. Suddenly, he felt a murderous atmosphere coming behind him and suddenly turned around, no longer caring about the big net coming towards him.

Turning around, Zhu Ling's eyes were shrinking, and the muscles under the black ghost's face couldn't help jumping. A huge black axe came to his heavenly cover.

The axe shadow is like a messenger of the soul, which is irresistible. The fierce axe light radiated from the black axe blade, shining with a cold murderous atmosphere. Indestructible, thousands of mountains and rivers, I walk alone...

"Rumble."

A thunderous sound exploded in this world. Han Feng's figure fell into the distance like a bird, and several big trees were broken one after another. Zhu Ling's messenger also retreated more than ten feet on the ground and made a deep ditch mark on the ground. However, he could not avoid the old man's flying black fog-like net.

The fierce wind spreads around, and the surrounding trees tilted in the same direction. Bang." Han Feng's body stopped when his back hit a mountain stone. He suppressed the rolling power and was shocked in his eyes. At this moment, his skills are not what they used to be. Unexpectedly, he was still defeated face to face. The mouth was sweet, and I couldn't help spitting out blood. However, the toughness of his body has been strengthened by the quenching of the golden power. These minor injuries are not serious. Under the adjustment of luck, the golden power has repaired the injured body.

"Can this damn thing trap me?"

The rampant voice came from a distance. Han Feng looked up and saw that the black fog-like net had been enlarged a lot, trapping the Zhu Ling messenger in a space of a radius of ten feet. There is a strange black light radiating on the Internet, which is the complicated and mysterious lines on the old turtle shell. At this moment, Lao Wei's eyes were closed, and the strange sound of singing was humming from its mouth. As it hummed, the black light of the black net became more prosperous, emitting a kind of blurred smoke. The smoke is like a solid tightly wrapped around the black net, and the sound of thorns sounded, and the black fog is actually strongly corrosive... This is a magic skill of the old demon cultivation, the method of soul refining. Burn your own spiritual power and let the enemy's soul be destroyed...

With a "buzzing", the black fog seemed to ignite a red light, and the red robe of Zhu Ling's messenger rose like gas, suddenly emitting a strange light. The red light was so strange that it radiated strong corrosion from the black net and blocked it a foot away. The two were obviously fighting, and the old man's strange singing began to be a little sharp. Zhu Ling's messenger also closed his eyes, and there was a stalemate between the red light and the black fog for a while.

"Ga Ga... You old turtle, you have actually embarked on the path of demon cultivation, but you want to trap this messenger with these, delusional... The magic light shines."

While talking, Zhu Ling's messenger made a strange fingerprint with his hands on his chest. The red robe on his body suddenly turned red, and the red robe rose even higher. Unexpectedly, he pushed the black net out a foot away and was about to break out of the net.

The old man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into a light fishy red fog, floating towards the black net as if with long eyes. The black net was soaked by red blood fog, and the black light soared, and forcibly suppressed the red light of Zhu Ling's messenger. Black fog and red light competed with each other, and for a moment they formed a trend of mutual support...

But this form did not last long after all. With a roar, countless light balls lit up from the hands of Zhu Ling's messenger, and the roar continuously exploded. Zhu Ling's messenger used the method of five thunder, which was even more frightening.

"Bang." A dull sound sounded, and the black net finally burst open, and countless black fogs almost faded into transparency. In an instant, the old man's face was much darker, and the dark turtle shell also became dull and colorless, which seemed to have been greatly hurt.

The Zhu Ling's messenger was surrounded by countless large and small stone pits blown by the five thunder methods. His gray hair had been scattered, and several torn holes appeared on his red robe. The ghost-faced face is still horrible, and no change can be seen, but a lot of brilliance has disappeared in the gloomy eyes. It can be seen that he has also paid a great price to break through the black net of the old turtle...

Take advantage of your illness and kill you. If you don't take action at this time, when will you wait? Han Feng roared, and the Xingtian magic axe appeared on his head again. The sharp axe shimmered like the devil's eyes, shining with cold light. The magic axe stirred up the evil spirit all over the sky, with a whirlwind of power like a sheep's horn, and went straight to the Zhu Ling messenger head-on. From top to bottom... Once implemented, Zhu Ling's messenger will be split in half from head to toe.

But this demon road is also real. A strange laugh sounded, and only a louder sound was heard in mid-air. Han Feng flew in the air again, and the gap between the two was indeed unreliable. However, Zhu Ling's messenger didn't have anything good to go this time. He also staggered back countless steps on the ground, and finally sat on the ground, his face was extremely pale...

Han Feng's figure is like a leaf with no direction. Finally, he stopped after smashing a rock. This time, he couldn't stand it anymore, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on his chest. In an instant, he soaked his clothes, and there was no movement, as if he had fainted...

For a moment, the seabed unexpectedly returned to calm, because both of them were healing. Including the old man, he also entered a state of meditation. No one noticed that Han Feng's body was slowly surrounded by a layer of gold. His body could heal spontaneously... The blood on Han Feng's chest slowly flowed along the crack of the cloth and penetrated into his arms. The black jade pendant hanging on his chest, which was changed by the black general's armor, was also stained with blood. Slowly, the blood continued to penetrate into his chest. Finally, he came into contact with something in his arms. That thing turned out to be the dragon lock order he brought out of Tianbo's mansion. A strange light lit up from the lock dragon order. It seemed to come alive and greedily sucked the blood flowing from Han Feng.

"Wake up, wake up..."

As Han Feng's body gradually improved under the treatment of golden power, his hazy consciousness finally heard the sound of the sound. Who is calling me? His spiritual power gradually followed the direction of the sound and finally opened his eyes. Where is this?

Incomparable vast space, you can't see the night clouds, and countless islands floating in the void... Well, why are you so familiar? He finally recognized the place he was in, which turned out to be the black general he had come to and learned countless arrays. It turned out that inadvertently, his yuan god reentered this boundary. ! What is this? He looked at the extra things in his hand. Oh, isn't this the Dragon Lock Order? He recognized that this was the little thing he brought out of Tianbo God's Mansion. But at this moment, the lock dragon order emitted a charming yellow light in his hand...

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