"Zhimeng, do you think I'm cruel?" Huo Xinchen asked in the car driving Luo Yize's Porsche. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Since Huo Xinchen had no transportation, he borrowed Luo Yize's sports car, and Luo Hao and his wife naturally agreed, and they wished that Huo Xinchen would leave early. Fortunately, Huo Xinchen had learned to drive with an uncle who lived nearby.

Xia Zhimeng shook her head and smiled, "No! I think you are very gentle." ”

Huo Xinchen laughed and said, "I scrapped the dragon core crystal he got with his life, this can be regarded as gentleness?"

Xia Zhimeng looked ahead, "The law of the jungle is an eternal law, and you didn't kill Luo Yize, this is already very kind and commendable." And you already had the consciousness to kill Luo Yize before Luo Yize's parents came, right?"

Huo Xinchen nodded, it is true that if Luo Yize's parents did not come, Luo Yize would probably be a dead corpse.

"You're really a roundworm in my stomach. Huo Xinchen smiled bitterly, he didn't expect Xia Zhimeng to find this detail.

Xia Zhimeng said angrily: "You are the roundworm, have you ever seen such a beautiful roundworm?"

Just when Huo Xinchen and the two of them were fighting, a huge disaster was coming.

"Feng Lao, we have mastered her whereabouts!" said a young man in a suit and leather shoes in a dilapidated factory.

"Ahem!" coughs rang out one after another, "act immediately, use all your strength, solve it in a short time, and remember that I want to live." The old voice rang out.

Feng Lao's cloudy eyes sparkled, and he stretched out his thin hands to hug the sky, "Heaven will not kill me, I didn't expect that my old man who was dying would be able to meet this great opportunity." ”

The transparent container that had been standing quietly in the factory suddenly burst open, and one after another dragon slaves covered with dragon scales pulled the water stains and walked outward. The hoarse laughter of the old man in the darkness behind him sounded, like a death song of the underworld.

"Huh, someone is following us?" In Porsche, Huo Xinchen looked at the rearview mirror with some doubts. He had noticed that there was a van following them all the time, but there were more and more cars following behind him.

"Xinchen, drive to a place where there is no one. Xia Zhimeng also felt that something was wrong when she heard Huo Xinchen say this. Xia Zhimeng sensed it, and there were actually several powerful spiritual power fluctuations behind her.

Huo Xinchen lowered his head slightly, sped up his speed and galloped towards the suburbs.

Sure enough, those cars still followed, Huo Xinchen checked it and found that there were actually seven or eight cars following him. Huo Xinchen drove very fast, but unfortunately Huo Xinchen was not a professional, so there was no way to get rid of them.

"When Xinchen arrives at that clearing, you stop and let me go, and then you don't look back, just drive forward!" Xia Zhimeng said anxiously.

Huo Xinchen said hurriedly: "At this time, because of me, how can I leave you?"

Xia Zhimeng was also anxious, and said coldly: "It's not because of you, they are coming for me, you are too weak, listen to me and run quickly." ”

Now it was Huo Xinchen's turn to be stunned, "Because of you?"

Xia Zhimeng didn't answer, and opened the car door and rushed out without saying anything in the speeding Porsche. Xia Zhimeng's figure flashed away, and the manic wind blew in along the open car door and hit Huo Xinchen's body hard.

At this moment, a huge explosion occurred behind him, and Huo Xinchen looked through the rearview mirror and found that a raging fire had ignited behind him. A familiar figure in the sky was sitting on a crimson throne, fireballs shooting out of her hand.

Xia Zhimeng condescendingly looked at the messy car fragments on the ground, the broken flesh and blood, like a lonely god of death ruthlessly harvesting life. Suddenly, a silver figure swept out of the thick flames.

Just when Xia Zhimeng was about to be hit, an invisible protective shield blocked Xia Zhimeng's face, and Xia Zhimeng exclaimed after seeing what was coming, "Dragon slave!"

The dragon slave's fist had no effect in front of the shield of the Elven Seat, only a little ripple. Xia Zhimeng hit the dragon slave with a powder punch, and the dragon slave was instantly engulfed by fire and turned into ashes.

But Xia Zhimeng didn't breathe a sigh of relief, because one after another silver figures shot towards her.

"Burning the sky!" A heavenly voice sounded, the red light of the Burst Seat was flourishing, and the surrounding air had a burning smell, and one ring after another of fire was rotating with Xia Zhimeng, like dancing in the flames.

"Go!" Xia Zhimeng snorted coldly, and the overwhelming ring of fire shot towards the dragon slaves who rushed towards her. The dragon slave roared and smashed out a punch to shatter the ring of fire. But the ring of fire chopped them together like an incomparably sharp blade, and the dragon scales seemed to be as fragile as tofu, unstoppable.

After a while, most of the dragon slaves were killed, and only a few survived, but they all had hideous wounds on their bodies, and black flames prevented the wounds from healing.

The originally menacing army of dragon slaves was instantly defeated. But Xia Zhimeng did not relax in the slightest, and the sense of crisis in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Fengtian Sword Mang!" Suddenly, a five-meter-long sword slashed towards Xia Zhimeng. Xia Zhimeng waved one hand, and seven or eight rings of fire headed towards the sword. The originally powerful fire ring was actually cut open by the sword rays, but the sword rays also weakened a little. It took seven or eight rings of fire to stop it.

Xia Zhimeng looked down coldly, "Since you're here, let's show up!"

Suddenly, the smoke dissipated, and a row of people in suits and leather shoes appeared in front of Xia Zhimeng supporting a very old man, at this time, the old man's cloudy eyes bloomed, and he looked at Xia Zhimeng greedily.

"The Elven Seat is really extraordinary, and it actually wiped out the Dragon Slave Legion we worked so hard to cultivate in an instant!" Feng Lao exclaimed sincerely.

"Condensing a star!" Xia Zhimeng sensed Feng Lao's tone with a thick contempt, when did such a piece of garbage dare to shout in front of him?

"Good eyesight, since you know that the old man is a star of the condensation vein, let's go with the old man obediently!" Feng Lao said with a smile.

Xia Zhimeng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Just a condensation vein and a star, you dare to speak out in front of me!"

Hearing this, Feng Lao was not displeased, "You are right, if it was your heyday, the old man would naturally not be your opponent, but now you have broken through to the Fanyu Realm, and you are still in the mortal cultivation stage." Now I can probably only exert the strength of the Eight Stars of the Spirit Disciple!"

Xia Zhimeng's eyes were full of shock, only a very few people knew about her coming to the earth to cultivate, how did Feng Lao know.

"Who the hell are you?" Xia Zhimeng said with a gloomy face, and the murderous aura swept towards Feng Lao.

"The old man is just an ordinary cultivator. Feng Lao smiled.

Xia Zhimeng squinted slightly, "It's impossible for an ordinary cultivator to know so much. Suddenly, Xia Zhi dreamed of something and exclaimed: "You have the breath of the Demon Palace on you, you are the person there!"

"Isn't it the master of the Elven Seat, you're right!" Boss Feng laughed.

Xia Zhimeng's face did not change when he heard this, but he was very shocked in his heart, after all, his whereabouts were classified in the family, and few people knew about it.

"You can actually beat the spies to the top of my dragon clan!" Xia Zhimeng's face turned pale, after all, the top of her family was actually involved in the demon palace, which was simply a shame for their dragon clan.