"Ah~ that little dragon...... Hmm~"

The fourth saint just spoke, but was covered by the warm paper beside her.

"Don't talk, it's hard to distinguish friend from foe now, be careful in everything, don't give it to everyone, especially don't make trouble for that stinky guy. Nuan Nuan Mei said.

This sentence was reasonable, especially the argument that Wang Peng could not cause trouble, and almost immediately convinced the Fourth Holy Maiden.

She hurriedly tapped her little brain melon twice, and warmed her sister's hand, which slowly disappeared from her delicate little mouth.

After being silent for about three seconds, the black-shirted figure said softly:

"Unexpectedly, it's the projection of the remnant soul, interesting, it's interesting, the projection can have such a level, I'm looking forward to the remnant soul!"

As he spoke, the black-shirted figure finally turned around and looked at Wang Peng.

It was also at this time that Wang Peng and others saw the appearance of the black-shirted figure clearly.

The other party's whole face is not big, just about Wang Peng's slap, the skin on the face is not delicate, but it is very tight, like the living dead around him, but it has a blood color.

But it is very scary, because on that face, you can see all the meridians and small blood vessels clearly, like a face that has been painted.

Where the body is not covered by clothing, the same is true for the skin.

Another feature of the other party is more obvious, that is, the eyes appear smaller, but they are unusually bright.

The rune spirit turtle suddenly said, "My lord, this is the living dead. ”

"The Living Dead?"

Hearing this, Wang Peng looked at the seventh brother in his sight in astonishment, and then looked at the black-shirted figure, the difference between the two sides is too big, compared with these living dead people around him, the other party can be called a normal human being, easy to fight?

"This is the living dead, the right kind to die. ”

The South Wind Song passed the sound, and that beautiful, beautiful voice sounded in Wang Peng's heart.

The voice of the rune turtle is also explaining:

"This is the real living dead, not to mention that the exercises are correct, looking at the rotten breath on its body, it is estimated that the year is also very sufficient, at least it is much longer than the living dead who have gone out in front of them. ”

"My lord, you must be careful, the strength of this living dead is deeper than that song girl of yours, don't fight hard until you have to. The rune turtle reminded.

In fact, as long as the father-in-law is awakened, the living dead in front of him are nothing, but the spirit turtle is in line with the principle that spiritual power is too precious and can be saved.

"Well, I got it!" Wang Peng replied in a deep voice.

Just by virtue of the fact that when people appeared, they would casually use the horse chopping knife that had already used the power of the upper realm, and easily pinch the bull to break the domineering spirit, Wang Peng would not be rash and impulsive.

Besides, because of the power of the small universe used, his body vaguely couldn't bear it, and he was on the verge of collapse at the moment, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Mortal?!"

The black-shirted figure looked at Wang Peng twice, and suddenly frowned and muttered to himself, his eyes revealing extreme disdain.

"The seniors are good, the juniors have seen the seniors!"

Wang Peng stiffened his head and saluted the black-shirted figure, greeting him politely, and his tone and etiquette were quite passable.

The black-shirted figure still said: "A mortal, you are not qualified to call me a senior!"

"Mortal, give me your bow!"

Then, the black-shirted figure pointed to the phalanx dragon god arm bow and said to Wang Peng.

"Why?"

Wang Peng still remained polite, with a deliberate smile on his face, and his tone was also very soft, but the meaning of those words was not very submissive.

The black-shirted figure said in an unkind tone: "Such a divine object, only virtuous people can rely on it, you are a vulgar mortal, why don't you hurry up and offer it?"

Wang Peng didn't move, but still smiled and asked:

"According to the seniors, as long as they are powerful, they can possess other people's belongings at will, so I want to ask the seniors, if there is something stronger than the seniors, can it also target the seniors?"

Wang Peng's meaning is to remind the other party that he can compare his heart with his heart and empathize, but it is a pity that his words obviously did not play any role.

With the arrogance of the high, the black-shirted figure said contemptuously:

"What kind of thing are you, in this world, as a weak person, you don't deserve to have anything that belongs to you, even people are in our hands!"

"You take the initiative to offer the treasure now, I can still blame the past, leave you a cheap life, if you dare to be uninteresting again, I will let you, a mortal ant, experience that there are tens of thousands of ways to die in this world. ”

According to the other party's appearance, as soon as he saw the indifferent dragon, he forcibly detained him without asking, which means that he is a guy who sees the weak as nothing.

The reason why he hasn't done it until now is because this black-shirted figure is not stupid.

Since Wang Peng was able to use treasures such as the Bone Dragon Divine Arm Bow, he naturally received the approval of the Divine Arm Bow.

Therefore, if Wang Peng can take the initiative to lift the recognition through persuasion or intimidation, then it can completely control the Divine Arm Bow, otherwise it will take its hard work.

"Well, what the senior said is good, I appreciate the words of the senior, and it can be regarded as sincere to show the face of his villain so red. ”

Still maintaining a polite honorific, Wang Peng said disdainfully.

The black-shirted figure glanced at Wang Peng, moved his gaze to the turtle shell formation, and said contemptuously:

"Do you think that if you have such a formation to protect yourself, you must sit back and relax, so you dare to talk to labor and management so unscrupulously?"

Then the other party apparently saw the living dead, and said with disdain in his mouth:

"It's really useless, why have so many years passed, and the temple protectors of this hall haven't been consumed by your group of rats?"

That's a lot of contempt.

Wang Peng is a mortal, and the other party will despise him before he has felt his strength, which is normal, but the living dead are considered to have strength, but they are still despised by the other party, which makes the living dead very hurt.

Forcibly endured the unhappiness, the red-skinned figure with long hair also bowed, and said: "Hello senior, dare to ask ...... senior"

The black-shirted figure said arrogantly: "With your strength, you don't deserve to know who I am." ”

It is said that it is not worthy to know itself, but it is clear that the living dead are still worthy to speak with it.

The black-shirted figure asked, "I remember that when you first arrived here, there should have been two or three thousand people, why are there only so many people left, and you haven't been able to clean up these temple protectors?"

These words seem to be casual, but they are full of a huge amount of information, which makes all the living dead set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.

"Senior, junior, I don't know what you mean?" asked the red-skinned figure with long hair as the fire in his eye sockets throbbed violently.