Chapter 260: The Divine Deer Mark

The golden mark of the disc flickered, and the air began to twist, and a portal suddenly appeared, and the pale-faced fat man walked out of it in embarrassment.

As a goblin clan elder, Tu Rong still has a little more resistance to the Qingyin Arrow, and he recovered a few minutes earlier than the expected time of the cold night, and originally wanted to kill the cold night on the spot, but it was self-defeating and was killed by the cold night to kill the black rock, and the shame of stealing chickens and rice made Tu Rong unable to let go for a long time, as long as he didn't reach the last step, he must not give up.

Tu Rong knew that if he couldn't handle this crisis well, then the position of his clan elder would have to be handed over, so he really had to kill in the cold night, so Tu Rong picked up a special scimitar of the goblin clan from the ground, took off his old clothes, and chased and killed the cold night with his chest exposed, and the goblins behind him were unknown, so he could only follow Tu Rong to continue the pursuit.

Half Moon is the end of the strong crossbow, and the only amount of soul power left to perform the eye-blocking method and the teleportation array is exhausted, and the cold night is not much stronger than him, Tu Rong's punch is not so easy to catch, plus the physical strength consumed too much after fighting for so long, what makes the cold night cry and laugh is that due to the existence of the demon pestle, the cold night is now okay to refine the qi, and about half of it can be left, but the physical strength is exhausted.

What no one could see was that when he was running rapidly in the cold night, intermittent spirit patterns began to appear on his chest, and the spirit patterns appeared very slowly, and the color was not bright and bright, but it was an extremely rare dark gold.

Tu Rong was really ruthless to kill Cold Night, rushed faster than anyone else, and shouted fiercer than anyone else, 'The people of the earth listen to my orders, the archers prepare, release!' ’。

The cold night and the half moon were running in front of the hot sky, and dozens of strong winds suddenly came out of the back of the head, and when I looked back, I almost jumped up in fright, nearly a hundred arrows shot like a parabola, and the fat man did not dare to continue to run forward, so he had to make a donkey roll aside, but he was still unable to break out of the range of the arrow array, but fortunately he caught up with a kick in the cold night and kicked out and kicked away for half a moon, but he was really exposed to the arrow array.

Cold Night's two arms were crossed over his head, his legs were slightly squatting, his eyes were sharp and he shouted 'bear squat' at the sky full of arrows, because he didn't know how long he had to be entangled with the goblins, and he didn't dare to use all his strength, and the black bear phantom above his head only conjured up the head of a big black bear, and after dodging the arrow array, Cold Night turned his head and shouted to the half moon, 'You go first, go to the Huangsha River and wait for me, as long as the boat is still on the Huangsha River, I have the possibility of escaping'.

Half Moon wanted to say something to let Han Ye run with him, and Han Ye twisted his head and summoned the Huangquan Euphorbia to kill the goblin battle array that was getting closer and closer.

The goblin battle array was consumed in name only, and it was more about maintaining the formation of the battle array to scare the cold night, and the real threat was Turong who rushed to the front.

Cold Night doesn't think so, it's just that Tu Rong is tired to death, and he can't catch up with the cold night who wants to run, what Cold Night is afraid of is the goblin arrow array, even if it is sparse and sparse less than a hundred, but it covers a wide range and has too much strength, even if the purple big gun can block the sharp arrows, I am afraid it can't remove the power carried on it, the cold night is like dancing on a tightrope, and a careless and sloppy can fall into the endless abyss, so he doesn't dare to bet.

The line of words runs past Tu Rong, and the cold night is alone into the battle array of the goblins who exist in name only, many goblins are really killed by the cold night, and many goblins think of turning around and running away at the moment of seeing the cold night, and the cold night is determined to give an effective blow to the battle array before Turong arrives, and the Huangquan Euphorbia is desperately moving, and the goblins die in pieces.

Tu Rong was anxious and angry, obviously the realm was quite equal, but because of the cold night, people could take two steps to run by themselves, and they had been led by the nose in the cold night.

Cold Night turned around and fought with the goblin Tu Rong, Tu Rong looked completely dead, the knife was inseparable from the lower three roads of Cold Night, the Cold Night Euphord was difficult to wield, and he could only be forced to defend, Tu Rong's height was too advantageous, and it was difficult for the Cold Night Euphorbia to contact him.

Tu Rong became more and more fierce, he was not afraid of being injured with the cold night, the whole person bowed his head like a leather ball and revolved around the cold night, and the cold night finally simply abandoned the halberd line and flashed out of the encirclement, picked up a bloody scimitar from the ground, and gasped for breath.

Tu Rong finally saw the dawn of victory, he was not in a hurry at all, it didn't matter how many he ran, the important thing was that he could still leave one, due to the voice barrier, he didn't even have the ridicule he deserved, and quietly waited for the cold night to trap the beast and fight,

The cold night that settled down was less bloody than just now, and the surrounding goblins looked at each other and rubbed towards the cold night step by step, seeing that they were nervous and tentative, the corners of the cold night's mouth rose, and the scimitar in his right hand and the demon pestle in his left hand went straight to Turong.

Tu Rong put on a fighting posture, and in the face of the scimitar swept by the cold night, he chose to fight, and the same plan swept over, if the cold night could sweep his forehead, he could also open the cold night's lower abdomen.

With a sly smile on Han Ye's face, the offensive did not stop, Tu Rong was suspicious, his original strength was secretly retracted by four points, and the soles of his feet were tightly clasped to the ground, as long as there was a little bad sign, he could take advantage of the situation to retreat.

When Tu Rong's scimitar slashed into the lower abdomen of the cold night, there was no pleasure of the blade penetrating into the bone, and Tu Rong, who had been tense on the string, hurriedly retreated, but was still swept across the forehead by the cold night, and the green blood remained in the eye sockets, blocking Tu Rong's vision.

Tu Rong strode back, wiped a handful of blood from his head with his left hand, and the blood surged even more in the cold night, and his throat and eyes were sweet, but he swallowed back the surging blood, and his legs shot out like cannonballs, and the scimitar slashed down vertically.

The defeat was like a mountain, Tu Rong lost the first move and could only retreat step by step, the cold night attacked, Tu Rong retreated sharply, the cold night who seemed to have the upper hand frowned slightly, for the sake of safety, he decided to slow down the rhythm, but it was still too late.

The retreating Tu Rong has been secretly accumulating strength, and when the time is right, he will burst into trouble, muttering a word and then stepping steadily on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the ground behind the cold night collapsed and stretched out a fist condensed by earth and stone, and hit the back of the cold night with a sullen fist, the cold night was frightened, and his body swooped forward like a kite with a broken line, and Tu Rong smirked and stabbed the scimitar in front of the position where the cold night was about to land.

Han Ye's tongue was on the tooth hall, throwing off the scimitar and the demon pestle, pointing to the sky and the earth, a circle of trembling ripples appeared around the body, Tu Rong's stabbing knife rubbed the ribs of the cold night, and the cold night hit Turong Tianlinggai with the force of the falling, Tu Rong obviously didn't expect that Han Ye still had such a hand, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of dark green, fishy blood, screamed and took out a ball of blue and black energy from his back and viciously imprinted it on Han Ye's lower abdomen, Han Ye's palm sucked the demon pestle not far away, and accurately pierced into Tu Rong's eye sockets, Pushed away Turong's withered corpse and fled.

Thousands of calculations were still shot by the Qingyin arrow, the corpse poison in the body was completely raging, the original fist-sized corpse poison opened its teeth and claws at this time, stretched out more than ten small tentacles and scurried, the Ice Emperor couldn't suppress the corpse poison out of the dantian, moving back and forth in the cold night meridians, it was difficult to kneel down in place in the cold night, and the blue and purple colors on his face alternately appeared, and his whole body was cold.

Crisis, a big crisis, the goblins behind him are pressing forward step by step, but they are no longer turning because of the corpse poison raging cyclone, what can I do? What else can I do?

Tu Rong was completely exhausted, and the blood all over his body was sucked by the demon pestle, and the corpse had not yet cooled, but it became dry and dry first, and the goblin lost its leader and didn't know what to do, but there was one thing they still had a tacit understanding, that is, they must not let the cold night escape alive.

The only remaining dozens of goblins pursued Cold Night with bright scimitars, and these people looked at each other and quickly surrounded Cold Night, but there was no further action.

A goblin who was obviously a few sizes bigger was pushed out by the other goblins, trembling with a crying face, approaching the cold night, and from time to time looking back at the many goblins behind him, and the other goblins were also waiting for the big man to cut the first knife with their hearts high.

The distance is so long, no matter how the big man grinds, he quickly came to the front of the cold night, even if the body is overturned, even the ice emperor is almost desperate, but the cold night face is still extraordinarily calm, slowly looked up at the goblin standing in front of him and smiled self-deprecatingly, I didn't expect that I walked from Mobei to the Central Plains, and finally died here with grievances, being killed by a group of dirty goblins, I still have too many things to do, and I can't let go of the little confusion!

The big man couldn't find anything in the eyes of the cold night at all, it was a pair of calm and deep eyes, as if he didn't exist at all, the big man was angry and raised his scimitar high and slashed down, the cold night's gaze never changed from beginning to end, like a quiet lake in summer without a trace of ripples.

Seeing the scimitar split the big blade, the blade slashed deep into the shoulder blade, and the pain was completely covered by the raging corpse poison before it could spread, and the smile of the cold night was even bigger, and he couldn't admit defeat yet, the bustle of the world hadn't been able to remember my name of the cold night, how could I fall here.

The wrist grabbed the goblin's ankle and tugged on it, the big goblin staggered to the ground with a scream, and the cold night flew up, the thumbs of the two palms buckled into the big man's eye sockets, and the other fingers grabbed his head and hit the ground viciously, and the big man's head shattered after a few blows.

The cold night continued to keep a smile, but because of the dark green blood staining, there was a lot of bloodthirsty evil in the smile, and the right hand full of dark green blood rubbed his eyebrows without any scruples, and said with a smile, "If you want to kill me, you are not enough!" ’。

Forcibly endured the pain in his body and gradually got up, exposing his entire back to the goblins, and walking forward step by step, the two goblins walked to the side of the cold night and swung their spears to hit the cold night's calves.

'Click', 'click', a sound of a spear breaking, a sound of bones shattering, the cold night knelt on the ground with a smile unabated, and the goblin behind him took out a scimitar and slashed over.

When the two were still in the air, Han Ye picked up the scimitar on the ground and swept without turning, this move was not as powerful as before, but it still accurately cut the necks of the two goblins, but the goblins also really slashed the back of Han Ye.

The cold night really reached the point where the oil ran out of lamps, even if he knelt on the ground, he could still feel the passage of life all over his body, a clever goblin did not greet the others, and he hugged him alone from behind the cold night, and the small fist carried the power of thunder to hit the back of the cold night's head, and the cold night was confused, this goblin succeeded, and the other goblins screamed and threw down the cold night one by one, some with fists, some kicked with their feet, and some even bit with their teeth, but because the corpse poison destroyed the balance of the cold night's body, the cold night could not feel the pain anymore, All he could do was shout with the last of his strength.

'I'm not reconciled! ’。

With the roar of the cold night, the spirit pattern on the cold night's chest turned into a golden deer head, and the deer head exuded majestic vitality, which could not only restrain the corpse poison in the cold night's body, but also break out of the goblin outside the body.

A circle of golden brilliance came out of the body of the cold night, and the goblin who was shocked by the brilliance vomited blood and died in mid-air, the golden brilliance did not touch the ground but it rejuvenated the withered yellow ground, and the soil closest to the cold night even had some small grasses, but these cold nights didn't know.

The Ice Emperor seemed to have witnessed a miracle, a large stream of golden essence and pure vitality poured into the cold night meridians, and the places that had been ravaged by the corpse poison all underwent the baptism of vitality, and the corpse poison full of tentacles immediately collapsed after encountering the golden vitality, and honestly shrunk back into a mass of silence in the dantian, but the golden vitality was not satisfied, and the dantian that penetrated into the cold night in all directions, as long as all the things in the dantian were exposed to the golden light, the dark ancient world of the gods shrank to the minimum, and the dragon-shaped primordial gods inside were bathed in the golden light It was very pleasant, and the ancient well of the Ice Emperor had no waves, The bronze gate is still heavy, the golden light is especially aimed at the corpse poison, it is the size of a fist, it is evaporated in half, this half of the corpse poison is broken into dust with the golden light to improve the cold night body, the original two-layer desolate body strength soared, under the deliberate guidance of the Ice Emperor, began to use the three-layer desolate body to temper the cold night body.

Half a cup of tea returned with the rest of the people, and the corpses of the goblins and the revitalized land surprised everyone, until they encountered a cold night that was still emitting golden light.

In an ordinary mansion in Wenku City, not far from the Elven Plains, a young man dressed in white and covered with a black veil was concentrating on depicting Danqing, his face was meticulous, but what he was able to describe was a white skeleton.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a pink shirt smiled heartily, and the young man made a silent gesture without raising his head to continue painting.

The middle-aged man restrained his smile and said without giving face at all, "The leader doesn't believe in your strength, what he wants to invite is a beloved disciple outside the bone-painting staff rather than outside the staff, please ask Mr. Li to tell me the whereabouts of the respected master."

Lixi smiled gently, raised his head to reveal his delicate but fanatical face, and pointed to the white bones with a smile and said, "You want to find my master, oh!" Isn't that him?'"

Nanyuan Hotel is the largest hotel in Wenku City, two ascetics asked for an ordinary room to rest, the two entered the room and simply meditated to recover, a monk was very worried and asked, "Senior Brother Liuchen can be sure to surpass the little monk's heart demon?" Every time a demon appears, the little monk can feel riddled with sin'.

Senior Brother Liuchen opposite him replied in a conclusive manner, 'I can only exercise a little restraint, if I want to never suffer in the future, my junior brother will have to go back to the Great Ci'en Temple with me to practice the superior Buddhism together.'

The man put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, 'Amitabha, this is very good, but the little monk Chunqiu is disrespectful!' ’。