The distorted space gave birth to a restraining force, trapping the young man's wings and unable to stir it, and a humanoid light and shadow flashed in front of him, and then condensed into a familiar figure, the old face that looked extremely hateful and disgusting at this time, laughed at him, with a hint of mockery: "Little guy, where do you want to escape, I didn't expect me to really succeed, haha." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info please search for the product # book network to see the most complete update and the fastest. ”

"What's the matter, that medicine didn't have an effect" Looking at Li Xiang in front of him, his strength recovered, and he directly distorted the air completely, which was controlled by him, this kind of power can be described as a demon, Zihong's heart trembled, and his legs staggered.

The faint voice of doubt was even more inquiring about the Shuzu in his heart, but he did not get a response, this voice would not be let go in front of the powerful army, even if the voice was like a fine mosquito, it was still very clear in the other party's ears.

"I know that you kid, not a fuel-efficient lamp, when you were refining the pill, I thought of ten thousand countermeasures, and sure enough, I still used my hands and feet in the pill, but fortunately I used Wanjie Shenhuang, no matter what kind of poison you put in the pill, it was useless to me, haha" It seems that Li Xiang had anticipated Zihong's spicy methods, but after he found out, he did not have a trace of anger, but even more violently mocked and ridiculed, as if he was deliberately playing with an old cat with an injured finch in his hand.

"It turns out that he has this thing, no wonder, my medicine didn't work in any way. That's a detoxification power that is even more powerful than the invincibility of all poisons. The shocked voice of the Shu Ancestor finally sounded in his heart.

Just when this old voice sounded in his heart, and Zihong had not yet reacted, Li Xiang had already relied on his strong courage perception ability, found a trace of immobility, and shouted: "Boy, you still have ghosts"

The voice drank violently, and the figure of a shadow had already appeared in front of Hong's body without warning, and the huge palm of his hand spewed out a powerful blast-like force and blasted into the head of the seaweed.

Feeling the shadow step in front of him, the powerful attack force had been carried and blasted towards him. Zihong just made the only quick reaction in her heart, "This is the strength of the strong army"

The voice of the heart fell, the body flew, he flew upside down as easily as a ribbon, but in front of him, he didn't know when he was holding a real, beast roar endlessly, it turned out to be at the moment when the other party slammed his palm. Sensing the "face" of the master's suffering, it has swept over it at an incredible speed. Really blocked the blow.

The face is a divine beast-level earth monster derived from the energy of heaven and earth, although the strength has dropped a lot when it has changed the birthplace of the energy of heaven and earth, but it has been born with the divine fire for tens of millions of years, and its speed is so fast, it is also the best, even if it is a strong army of wind attributes, it seems that the beast can suppress the speed of its full strength. It is also unlikely.

The back fell to the ground hard, there was a loud thud, the chest felt slightly light, the face rolled down from the body that pounced on the master, the corners of the mouth flowed pale red blood, the roar with a hint of anger and unwillingness, due to the complete next full force of the palm. It was seriously injured at this time, its body trembled and stopped towards its master, and its clear eyes flowed down from the huge beast's eyes, forming two longitudinal streams of light

Looking at the face of the Guardian of the Dead, he was seriously injured when he stood up for himself, and his life and death were urgent. Still worried about him, Zihong's heart palpitated, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, he couldn't speak, and he felt that something hard stopped in his throat and couldn't speak, but his eyes were indeed slightly wet and flushed.

"Master, there's nothing I can do, you have to take care. Thank you for giving me a name, called Face. The Faceshifter's voice was low and interrupted, and its trembling red body turned into an oval white and disappeared from the ground.

Fear throbbed and twitched on the young man's face, and before he could come back to his senses, the terrifying and terrifying power had burst out behind him, and when he felt his body being violently lightened, he looked down and saw that he was caught in the air by a huge iron hand.

Hades, the spirit body surrounded by ice and air, lightly lifted Zihong in the air with an iron hand, and the tips of his fingers wearing iron armor were filled with powerful cold air, and the frozen space suddenly condensed, and Zihong felt that his body was slightly stiff, and his body turned into a cold world from the inside out.

Li Xiang walked in front of him, looking at the corner of Zihong's mouth twitching slightly, revealing a fierce and cunning arc, he didn't speak to the other party, just stretched out his palm indifferently, grabbed a dark bone wing tightly, and put another on it.

Looking at the other party's actions, the seaweed pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole in shock, frightened Bu Quanpang, the tip of his heart trembled, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he had reached the point of being powerless, and lost the ability to struggle at the end.

Looking at the young man who was firmly grasped by himself and had no ability to resist, and the talent who was greatly favored by him before, Li Xiang's face was bright, and the indescribable excitement and teasing were completely displayed on the wrinkled old face, he still didn't speak, but secretly increased his strength, and the back of his hand immediately bulged with rolling tendons, and then under his force, there was a crisp sound of bones in his hand

The sound of cracking and shattering made Zihong's heart tremble, followed by an incomparably intense pain, which was wrapped in his skin, making him unable to bear it, and the bag let out a heart-rending cry that resounded through the sky.

A three-meter-long bone wing wing, under Li Xiang's hard palm, made countless pieces of bone mud and debris, falling to the ground, and some parts were blown up by the wind and swept away in the air.

As soon as the shouting and hissing fell, a huge sharp pain was generated from his body again, and at the same time, the terrible sound of broken bones before also made the sound of breaking inch by inch behind him for the second time, and the terrible breaking sound and the young man's terrible screams were mixed together, echoing in the air, far away, moving for a long time, and extremely tragic.

The wings were broken, and the huge iron hand that held the young man suddenly spread out, and the latter's body was suddenly loosened, like a falling boulder crashing to the ground, raising a circle of dust, and covering the body that was crawling on the ground with the wind, showing extremely dusty and embarrassed.

"This is my end, helped you to the end" The young man who was prostrate on the ground, the voice that refused to lose, was indeed resolute as iron, although he spoke, he did not be able to raise his head, because the severe pain still trapped him, making his body tremble and unable to move. To be continued.