Chapter 31 Monkeys

Luo Han saw the suspicion on He Xin's face. He secretly sneered and was suspicious at this point. It was too late.

The miniature toad in He Xin's body has disappeared. Luo Han does not have enough spiritual power to maintain the existence of the little toad for a long time, but he has some other means to deal with the bare-handed He Xin.

"I hurt so many people, I can't spare you. I can save your life, but I want to waste your cultivation and don't dodge." Luo Han deceived He Xin with words, and the black toad seal flew over his head.

He Xin was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party was so cruel and had to abolish his cultivation. If he didn't have cultivation, wouldn't he be like a mortal old man? How could he live for several years? What's the difference between him and death?

He Xin felt tricked, and this black and white mask did not intend to let himself go at all. His face became ferocious and he fought. Just now, I saw that the monk had to rely on Lingpo to supplement his spiritual power. It seemed that his level was also average. If he fought with him, he might be able to fight with him.

He Xin put his hands together, and Mars exploded between his palms. A small fire dragon rushed out of his palm and rushed to Luo Han.

This is the fire formula. Luo Han secretly praised himself in his heart. The fire formula that can be practiced by practicing qi monks was originally a very entry-level skill, but it was released in the hands of He Xin, a fire master, and the effect was completely different. Even the foundation-building monk, this fire dragon may be difficult to stop its sharpness.

Puff!

The speed of the fire dragon became faster and faster, drawing a red line in the sky, shooting Luo Han's body through.

There were screams on the ground. Tang Ruonan bit his red lips and almost rose into the air. Li Feng clenched his fist and Zuo Mu took a breath of cold air. Everyone was scared. Was Luo Han, who was still majestic just now killed by He Xin?

Of course not!

After being passed through by the fire dragon, Luo Han's figure gradually disappeared, and behind He Xin, Luo Han's figure suddenly appeared, as if he had always been there.

The underground people saw it clearly, and all their eyes widened and secretly claimed to be strange. They didn't know that Luo Han could actually use this technique.

He Xin turned around in shock and saw the black and white mask standing behind him intact. He was shocked but still did not give up. He sent out two fire dragons again and rushed to the black and white mask from two angles.

But this time it was still the same. The two fire dragons collided in the air, smashing the remnants of the black and white mask, and then his figure flashed again in another place.

Finally, He Xin summoned eight fire dragons and swam around his own body, but what shocked him was that more than a dozen monks with black and white masks appeared in the sky. Although they were penetrated by fire dragons several times, their real bodies were not attacked.

After the gray silkworm shirt is integrated into Tianpeng wings, the flight speed can produce remnants in the human eye. Luo Han used this trick to fight against He Xin. Originally, the spiritual power that drove the gray silkworm shirt was not small, but Luo Han was supplemented by Lingpo, and the speed of spiritual power loss has not been supplemented.

In the sky, only eight fire dragons swam, and more than a dozen immortals are interspersed with them. Although they are constantly penetrated by fire dragons, they have never decreased. Instead, there are more and more. The scene is amazing, especially those monks of the Axe Legion, when they know that this black and white mask monk is the leader Tang When Ruoman's master, he all admired his five bodies to the ground, and at the same time, a strong self-confidence and expectation also arose spontaneously.

He Xin lost his bag, and there was no way to supplement his spiritual power, and his offensive weakened. He gradually realized that this blackboard mask could not be killed by himself. Now there is only one way left, that is, to escape quickly.

It's not so easy to escape. Luo Han saw how confident he was to retreat. The black toad seal flew away, and three colorful light columns fell and locked him firmly in the middle, the tricolor array.

"Dare to resist me and want to run away, it's over!"

Luo cold smiled, and a black gas appeared in the star jade requiem on his wrist.

He screamed in confidence, and there was still endless. Where did this black and white mask get so many strange things? Kirin cubs, rare Lingpo, teleportation magic weapons, and now there is a black gas. This looks like the attack method of the demon monks, but from the previous fighting method, the other party does not look like a demon monks at all. Zi.

He Xin pulled out a flame axe, fiercely cut off the three-color light pillar, and turned to escape.

Yuanying of the black star insect demon has been formed on the requiem jade table. He showed a contemptuous sneer at He Xin's back, gently pressed out with his fingers, and a black line as thin as hair shot out.

Like the cold attack of the extremely cold land, He Xin felt a deadly murder behind him. He dared not stop it. He slapped his chest with his hands back. A huge firebird came out from behind him, and the firebird condensed like substance and met the black line.

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Like cold water extinguishing fire, the firebird melted as soon as it came into contact with the black line. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, turning into a curling blue smoke, but the black line shot by the black star worm demon was also almost consumed. The rest of it hit He Xin's back and corrode a huge wound, revealing the blood-red inner cavity inside. But finally, He Xin was not shot in pairs.

Luo Han shook his head secretly. After all, the monk in the Jiedan period was not a king beast. The black line of the black star insect demon could shoot Lu Luer, but he could not kill He Xin. It seemed that his last trace of vitality could not be retained.

Luo Han gritted his teeth, his thoughts flashed, and gave instructions to the toad spirit.

The black toad seal trembled gently, and a transparent film at the bottom flew out, gently blocking the direction of He Xin's escape. The strongest of the four image seals of the black toad, the imageless seal!

He Xin's back was in severe pain and his whole body was overdrawn, but he finally escaped from the tricolor array. He looked back at the monk with a black and white mask, but the other party did not chase him. He secretly swore in his heart that he must find the scene he lost today. After returning, even if he was scolded, he had to tell Zuo Qiaofeng truthfully and asked several brothers. Get up to deal with this black-and-white mask. The magic weapon of the black-and-white mask is very strange, but its cultivation does not seem to be too high. I'm afraid you can get a lot of treasures after killing him. At least that Lingpo is a rare good thing in a hundred years.

While thinking, He Xin suddenly felt a strange feeling. He had never felt this feeling before. It was a little like falling into hot water, and it was like experiencing the feeling of weightlessness during the first flight, or the desolate feeling of long-distance transmission. After that, he felt the dark, not pure black. It was like looking at the fire with his eyes closed. Obviously, there were many colors, but he couldn't see clearly. The world gradually quieted down, and his mind fell into eternal peace.

The mortals on the ground saw a scene that they would never forget.

He Xin, who was full of blood, black water and fire, was speeding and flying. Suddenly, he was like hitting a transparent glass. His whole body was like butter falling into a transparent frying pan. His thin and dry body spread out like a pancake in the sky. The main color of "pancake" is red, with good eyes. You can clearly see the blood vessels and scattered blood, and the blood vessels are also pulled apart, as if they were flattened by an invisible die-casting machine. He Xin completely turned into a bloody picture in the air.

In the dead silence, Li Feng, Zuo Mu and Tang Ruonan all looked nervously at the black and white mask. They couldn't help but have a doubt in their hearts. This monk is so powerful. Is this still an old man (Luo Han)? Or is it just a Yuanying monk wearing a martyr mask?

Bang!

The black toad seal trembled again, and the Vientiane seal offset the blurred film of flesh and blood in the air. The sky was clear, and there was no trace of faith.

Luo Han looked around, and the cold black and white mask swept over several flying sword monks hiding from the battle in the distance.

There are many monks who followed He Xin to attack the bottle wind city, but first died in the universe, and then another group died under the sneak attack of the fierce axe army, and then they were killed a lot by Kirin. Now there is not much left. When they saw that someone in the bottle wind city could fight against He Xin, they had stopped fighting long ago and watched from afar. There is no war at all in my heart.

The cold black and white mask swept over, and these remaining monks woke up and realized that He Xin was dead, and the monks of the Dan period were all dead. Where did these little monks who built the foundation and practiced their spirit dare to stay? They shouted as birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

Seeing more than a dozen glows fleeing into the distance, Luo Han's tense heart finally relieved. Finally, he used four elephant seals in a row, and his body was exhausted. At this moment, as soon as he relaxed, he immediately fell down like a lump of iron and hit the ground skilllessly.

"The fairy master fell down. Go and save him!" After a while, the mortals woke up and rushed to Luo Han's landing point.

Tang Ruonan had already arrived ahead of everyone. She couldn't care much and directly picked up Luo Han, which was embedded in the ground. She could see that Luo Han fell due to excessive spiritual loss. If the ordinary monk had fallen to death, she thought Luo Han would not be spared, so as soon as she held Luo Han in her arms, her tears fell off. Come down.

Li Feng and others also arrived. Looking at Luo Han lying in Tang Ruonan's arms, they were extremely nervous. They would not really die. Luo Han is a bottle city, even the savior of human beings.

Although the Axe Legion was ragged, its discipline was extremely strict. They stood neatly behind Tang Ruonan with a solemn expression. As soon as they saw the master show their power, they didn't have time to listen to his old man's teachings. The master drove the crane to the west. Many people's eyes were full of tears. They did not have feelings so quickly, but a kind of relationship. Heroes, regret for predecessors, and the beginning of the inheritance of fairy art.

A large number of mortals who have not yet retreated have also arrived, and they are not so particular about it. They rushed up and knelt down and cried. There is a legend of masked monks in the bottle wind city. It is said that a fairy with a black and white mask once rescued the bottle wind city under the tide of beasts, and later drove away the fairy barbarians. This monk has a very high status in the hearts of the people of Bottlewind City, and this legend is also widely spread. Almost everyone knows the existence of such a savior.

Today, the legend has become a reality. When He Xin's fire river came to the head, this legendary fairy appeared, and indeed, he showed his power and killed He Xin. The worship and dependence on this savior in everyone's hearts sublimated to the extreme in an instant, and more than ten years of fearful life. Many people no longer believe in technology, and powerful monks like Luo Han who have saved them on the verge of death many times are their spiritual pillars.

A refreshing woman's body fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and Luo Han slowly woke up and turned around. The first thing he could see was the turbulent waves that almost covered Tang Ruonan's face.

Even if he was as calm as Luo Han, he couldn't help blushing. Tang Ruonan was too careless. He held himself in his arms like this in public, but his red face turned red. The feeling of being hugged by the beauty was still quite good. Tang Ruonan was young and had been exercising all year round. There was no trace of fat on his body and his body was well-proportionate. Luo Han could easily feel the warmth and elasticity under the thin clothes, and with the charming fragrance of the virgins, Luo Han couldn't help but be distracted.

If Tang Ruonan is really the only one here, maybe Luo Han really has to consider whether it's time to end his virgin career, but the earth-shaking cries around him quickly lowered his interest. After all, there are still tens of thousands of people crowded around, and the monks of the Flying Sword School have not been completely Annihilating, no one knows when the next wave of attacks will come. In case of another Jiedan monk, he will definitely not be the opponent without preparation.