Chapter 112 Blood Kills the Night Moon

Blood Killing Yeyue, ranking 13th in the Blood Killing League, is a very feminine guy. He is weak when he doesn't move, which is simply pitiful to me, but once he starts to take action, even Chang Heng is ashamed of that ferocity.

Hearing the sound of blood killing Yeyue, Chang Heng understood in his heart that the people of the blood killing alliance came again.

Chang Heng smiled bitterly in his heart. If he really had any treasure, he didn't mind giving it to his former brother, but he really didn't.

Hearing the words of killing Yeyue, the people of the Flying Eagle Castle and the Turtle and Snake Gang retreated at the same time, sandwiching Chang Heng in the middle, one left and one right, and separated the surrounding players.

"Do you really want it?" After pondling for a while, Chang Heng said.

"Don't talk nonsense, take out something to let you go, otherwise you know that there is nothing in the gods and demons that don't explode." Emperor Zhenwu said lightly.

Chang Heng touched his nose and smiled: "Since you want it, come and get it yourself."

The altar in the sea shook slightly, and the statue of Dijiang suddenly emitted a light. Chang Heng's body moved, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant.

"Would you like to go?" Several players hummed coldly at the same time, and a powerful space fluctuation converged in all directions. Chang Heng hummed, and his body shook and fell out of the void, still surrounded by the crowd.

These people who took action are all from the Dijiang clan. They all have the ability to shuttle through the void. Now it is most appropriate to use it to restrict Changheng's escape.

"You can't leave." Emperor Zhenwu looked at Chang Heng with pity. Since you don't want to hand it over, you can only resurrect once. Remember, the person who killed you is the True Martial Emperor, and you can come to avenge me.

"Isn't he Zhu Rong's? How can he have the talent of Dijiang's magic power?" In the crowd, the blood killing Yeyue was secretly surprised and thought about it. It seemed that the information of this low-key little witch was incomplete. No wonder the underworld would miss it.

Seeing that he could not escape, Chang Heng laughed, held a flying gun in one hand, and pointed diagonally at the tip of the gun: "In this case, come and let me see your strength. Kill me, and the treasure will be yours.

It can't be explained clearly. Chang Heng once had the problem of being a public enemy of the whole country. At the beginning, he was not afraid to be chased and killed by so many people, not to mention such a few people in front of him.

"Crazy person, let me learn from Jiutian Yunlong."

After the Zhenwu Emperor, a snake player came forward. In the face of Chang Heng, his unchanging snake head opened fiercely, and a snake creed out, which was indescribably strange.

"Nine Sky Cloud Dragon? But it's just a small snake, and it also deserves to be called a dragon?" Chang Heng strode forward, and the tip of Feilian's gun trembled and suddenly jumped up. In an instant, he danced seven or eight bowls of guns in the air, covering the Jiutian Yunlong below.

"Diao Worm's little skill, look at my snake whip." Jiutian Yunlong shook his hands, and a long black whip appeared in his hand. This long whip is refined from snake skin and snake bones, which is engraved with runes, which is obviously a magic weapon.

As the nine-day cloud dragon danced the snake whip, a black giant python suddenly appeared in the air. This black python, with a head like a house, took a big mouth as soon as it appeared and sucked hard at Chang Heng.

Wow, an unparalleled suction enveloped Chang Heng, which not only broke the offensive of the flying rifle, but also pulled Chang Heng to the mouth of the snake.

"Good baby, it's mine." Chang Heng looked with joy, and suddenly stepped on his feet, and the ground cracked. His whole body rose into the air and took the initiative to throw it at the mouth of the snake.

"Give it to me." Jiutian Yunlong was overjoyed and quickly controlled the snake whip. As long as the black python swallows Chang Heng's mouth, the snake whip will be wrapped around Chang Heng. At that time, it really has the power to pull up the mountain and carry the tripod, otherwise you won't want to get out.

"You'd better give it to me." Chang Heng opened his mouth and spit, and a yellow wind rushed into the mouth of the python first. As soon as Huang Feng, who specializes in destroying the soul, came into contact with the black python, he went straight to the consciousness imprint of the nine heavenly cloud dragon on the snake whip.

"Ah." Out of his voice, Jiutian Yunlong let out a scream, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The black python swayed left and right in the air, and the black python gradually turned yellow. Then it suddenly let out a hisss, and then disappeared. It turned into a long whip and fell down, which was received by Chang Heng first.

"Be careful, everyone, his yellow wind is special to deal with souls. Brother, help me get the snake whip back quickly. One was seriously injured and the magic weapon was taken away. Jiutian Yunlong was annoyed and shouted.

"Leave the snake whip." When Chang Heng spewed out the yellow wind, Emperor Zhenwu felt bad and immediately took action.

"Ang"

A huge turtle figure emerged behind the Zhenwu Emperor. This turtle, the dragon head, the turtle body and the snake tail, took a sharp look, full of eleven Xuanwu.

"Have you activated the Xuanwu bloodline?" The face of the Flying Eagle Fort player who confronted the Zhenwu Emperor suddenly changed.

"Yes, it took me a lot of hard work to activate this Xuanwu bloodline. Flying Eagle, do you still want to fight with me? When I kill him, it's your turn." Zhenwu Emperor laughed. With his laughter, the turtle figure behind him suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

"Roar"

The sound wave burst, and Chang Heng only felt that a sledgehammer hit him fiercely and pedaled. He couldn't help staggering back, leaving several footprints three feet deep on the ground, and a trace of blood flowing from his mouth.

"Sure enough, I'm not the only one with an adventure." Chang Heng was stunned. The mysterious turtle figure roared powerfully. If he took action with all his strength, he might be able to resist it, but there were so many people around him that he couldn't resist one by one.

"Here you are." After making up his mind, Chang Heng casually took out a spiritual fruit from the bone ring, shook his hand and threw it to Emperor Zhenwu, and immediately turned around and left.

Emperor Zhenwu was stunned and did not continue to pursue Chang Heng. He reached out to grab the spiritual fruit.

"This is mine."

A player next to him suddenly took action, and the earth suddenly fell, and countless earth and stones spewed out from the ground, disturbing the surrounding chaos. It's rustic, and no one can see the surrounding scene.

"Daw, grab the treasure."

Other players do not fall behind and attack at the same time. All races and various spells are issued at the same time, as gorgeous as fireworks, covering Chang Heng, who turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't let him go. Who knows if the treasure he got is the fruit." The sound of blood killing Yeyue sounded in time, and Chang Heng's heart was angry and funny. He was worthy of being a powerful general under his own.

After the bloody killing of Ye Yueyi's reminder, Emperor Zhenwu also knew that he was worried and quickly shouted, "Don't do it. Let's see if it's a treasure first."

No one stopped and continued to attack, trying to grab Lingguo. Emperor Zhenwu scolded a few words and knew that there was no way to explain it now. He simply stepped back and let them grab it. He just arranged for his men to control the periphery to prevent the players who grabbed the spiritual fruit from escaping.

Night Moon kept staring at Chang Heng. Seeing that Chang Heng wanted to take the opportunity to leave, he pinched his hands, and a miserable white light shot out of his hand and went straight to Chang Heng's back.

"Ding"

Chang Heng blocked the miserable white light with a gun. He saw the miserable white light fall on the gun and immediately turned into a pale white flame and burned down along the Feilian gun.

"What?" Chang Heng was secretly surprised, but he didn't care. Zhu Rong is born to control fire, and even the innate spiritual fire can be controlled freely. Why are you afraid of such strange flames?

"Give it away." The witch power surged in his body, and Chang Heng shook the flying gun hard and instantly drew a heavy gun shadow. The powerful witch power surged into the flying gun, turning into a fierce red flame and fighting with the miserable white flame.

The sad screams came from the miserable white flame, and the miserable white flame instantly turned into a distorted face, making the most vicious cursed face. Hearing these screams, Chang Heng's mind moved slightly, and various scenes in his mind came and changed like a lantern. For a moment, his whole body was fixed, and the flow of witch power in his body suddenly stagnated.

"Good."

Seeing Chang Heng standing still, his heart was relieved. As long as he killed the low-key little witch, this task will be completed. As the first heavy-level task to rebuild the Blood Killing League, the Blood Killing League is still very important, otherwise it will not send several people to carry out at the same time. You should know that in addition to some gang owners and other people with many guards, the Blood Killing League has always sent only one person to do missions for single players.

"sne"

In the sea of knowledge, the suspended golden elixir suddenly shook, and the Taoist spirit overflowed, sweeping the whole sea of knowledge like destruction. Those scenes that appeared in consciousness, when they met these spiritual lights, they immediately disappeared, and Chang Heng woke up for a moment.

"What a strange skill." Chang Heng was secretly surprised. It seemed that the blood killing night moon also had different opportunities, otherwise he could not have such a spell now.

Take a deep breath and Chang Heng opened his mouth and blew.

"call"

The turbid yellow wind spewed out of his mouth again and roared around the pale flame on the flying gun. This yellow wind gourd, which is obtained from the yellow wind monster, has made many wonderful achievements in Chang Heng's hands. This time, as soon as the yellow wind blows, the white flame is like a candlelight swaying in the wind and rain, which is about to go out.

"Receed."

Chang Heng was naturally reluctant to let such a flame disappear. The broken altar in the sea of knowledge shook slightly. Using the statue of Zhu Rong's ancestral witch, Chang Heng forcibly took away the remaining white flames and suppressed them in the center of the altar.

"What?"

Blood killed Ye Yue's eyes and pupils shrank. He knew the power of this miserable white flame. In his opinion, even if he could not kill Chang Heng, it would cause him great trouble. He happened to kill him with everyone's knife, but he did not expect Chang Heng to crack it so easily.

"It seems that we have to implement the next plan." The bloody night moon immediately made a decision in her heart.

After receiving the miserable white flame, Chang Heng's eyes swept slightly, passed the blood in the crowd to kill the night moon, smiled secretly, and was about to leave.

"Boom"

A dark shadow fell fiercely like the top of Mount Tai, hitting Chang Heng's head, and the dense thunder around him bound Chang Heng's body, making him unable to move. The shadow was as fast as thunder. As soon as he appeared, he came to the top of Chang Heng's head. Seeing that tens of thousands of peach blossoms were about to bloom, he smashing Chang Heng alive below.