Chapter 922: Duanmu Zheng's Heavenly Tribulation
As soon as Hao Ren entered the water, the fire on his body was immediately extinguished, and his whole body was cool. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this time, Duanmu Zheng also swam over, and it was difficult to open his mouth underwater, so he gathered his breath and asked, "Boy, are you burned?"
Duanmu Zheng fought with Hao Ren to death before, but Hao Ren rescued him from the sinking sand regardless of his previous suspicions, and took care of him from time to time during this time. Duanmu was admiring and grateful to this young man who was more than a hundred years younger than him.
"It's okay!" Hao Ren smiled.
Hao Ren's skin was originally protected by the primordial gods, and he had been soaked in the "metamorphosis pool" of the ancient trees in the Heavenly Hell Forest, and he had been bombarded by thunder and lightning. The strengthened skin couldn't even penetrate bullets, and the Phoenix King's fireball couldn't hurt him at all.
The two of them floated a meter below the surface of the water, and at the same time looked up to see if the phoenixes were gone.
However, the group of phoenixes was hovering on the water, and the phoenix king was shouting and scolding: "Boy, you come out for me, see that I don't burn you into a roast pig!"
"This damn old bird, I'm really afraid of it!"
Hao Ren wanted to rush out of the water to scold King Feng, but was stopped by Duanmu Zheng: "Leave it alone, we are lurking in this water, they shouldn't have much patience!"
"Okay!" Although Hao Ren is not afraid of fire and can break out, Duanmu Zheng still needs him to take care of it. This old man obviously doesn't have his perverted skin, so he can't be made a roast pig of the Phoenix King. Since the old man said that he wanted to lurk for a little longer, let's play a little longer!
At this moment, there was a sudden underwater undercurrent, Hao Ren was startled, and hurriedly released his divine sense, only to find that a huge river mussel had floated under the water.
The mussel is irregularly round, with a diameter of at least ten meters. It quietly came behind Duanmu Zheng, and the two large clam shells produced a suction force on Duanmu Zheng.
"Be careful!" Hao Ren immediately warned Duanmu Zheng.
However, Duanmu was staring at the phoenix on the lake, and he didn't care that there was danger behind him. Suddenly, there was a suction force that immediately sucked him towards the mussel shell.
Hao Ren had no choice but to swim to the river mussel, and when he swam to the edge of the river mussel, Duanmuzheng's body had already been sucked in most of it.
Duanmu Zheng was not easy to mess with, he grabbed the shell of the river mussel and punched it out.
Duanmuzheng's fist hit the shell of the mussel like a forty-eight-pound sledgehammer hitting a thick iron plate, and the sound came far away, startling countless swimming fish in the water.
Duanmu was shocked. He knows his own strength, and if this punch goes down, even the stone wall of the palace can penetrate it. But it's strange that the shell of this mussel doesn't even have a crack at all!
Although Hao Ren is far away, he also sees everything here. He had studied biology, and the shells of mussels were generally calcareous, and although they were hard, they were also brittle. This mussel is simply perverted.
"Bang-bang-" Duanmu Zheng punched the mussel shell a few more times, but the mussel shell did not change at all. And a ball of bright red soft flesh spit out from the mussel shell, wrapped tightly around Duanmuzheng's body, and actually pulled him into the shell. Then, the shell quickly closes again.
Hao Ren was in a hurry, he didn't know what the river mussel would do to Duanmuzheng.
To be honest, Hao Ren didn't like this old man at first, but after getting along with this part, he felt that this old man was not bad, and he was really reluctant to let the old man die so soon.
Moreover, Hao Ren also needed Duanmu Zheng to take to Dao City, the political center of the Dao Tong space. Further afield, if there is a war with the yellow-haired people one day in the future, it will definitely not be enough to rely on the martial artists of Heavenly Hell City, and it will also need to borrow troops from the three spaces of Zajia, Great Confucianism and Daotong. Duanmu Zheng, as the number one master of the Great Confucian space, has an extraordinary influence, and when he ascends to the heights, he will definitely gather many responders.
Hao Ren came to the outside of the river mussel with a complicated mentality. He clenched his fists and punched the mussel shell.
Hao Ren's strength was greater than that of Duanmu Zheng, and when he punched out, the mussel shell made a heavy "bang", and at the same time, the body of the river mussel shook violently.
"Bang-bang-bang......" Hao Ren mobilized all his strength, and another burst of "Wang Ba Fist" smashed into the mussel shell. It smashed into the water like an earthquake. He could even hear Duanmu yelling inside: "Don't smash it, my ears are deafening!"
Hao Ren then lowered his fist, and at this moment, the shell of the river mussel opened again. Hao Ren looked into the mussel shell, and Wu saw Duanmu curled up there with his ears covered. The soft flesh of the river mussel turned from bright red to white just now, and the color was also shocked by Hao Ren's chaotic punch.
Hao Ren said to Duanmu Zheng: "Old man, what are you still doing in a daze, come out quickly!"
Duanmu was in prostration, and he forced his last strength to say to Hao Ren: "My true qi...... Heavenly Tribulation ......"
Hearing the word "true qi", Hao Ren felt bad, and when he heard the word "heavenly tribulation", Hao Ren's head was big. This catastrophe is too fucked up, it's not good when it comes, it has to come at this time.
Hao Ren remembered that once he was caught on fire by Xuan Xuan and just threw her into bed, but this girl said shyly that it was inconvenient today. Hao Ren still didn't believe it, thinking that Xuan Xuan was teasing him. He touched it with his hand, and sure enough, he touched his aunt's towel. In Hao Ren's view, this catastrophe is equivalent to the unexpected arrival of a woman's aunt.
Hao Ren couldn't care about his own safety anymore, and he resolutely broke into the shell of the river mussel. The mussel had just regained a little color, and when it saw someone coming in again, it immediately closed the shell.
Because the diameter of the mussel shell is more than ten meters, its internal space is even larger than an ordinary room with three bedrooms and two living rooms. There is such a big mussel shell, and the body of the mussel, that is, the soft flesh is not small, and it is piled up there, which is bigger than Xuan Xuan's Ferrari.
In the corner of the mussel meat, there are countless pearls of all sizes. The largest is bigger than a sea bowl, crystal clear, and very attractive.
However, Hao Ren didn't have the heart to get these things anymore, he wanted to see what was going on with Duanmu and if he could help.
"Old man, how are you?" Hao Ren said as he swam towards Duanmu.
At this time, Duanmu Zheng didn't even have the strength to speak, he looked at Hao Ren with a blank look, and slowly closed it again.
As soon as Hao Ren approached Duanmu Zheng's side, he was surprised: "Why is there so much aura here!"
However, as soon as he touched Duanmuzheng's body again, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Only then did he know that these spiritual energies were all emanating from Duanmuzheng's body. This shows that Duanmu is encountering a distortion tribulation, and his true qi is being lost bit by bit along the pores of his body.
At this time, Duanmu was already at a critical juncture of life and death, and the true qi in his body was close to exhaustion! )