Chapter Eighty-Three: The Demonic Barrier That Can't Be Escaped!

The sound of laughter resounded in the wilderness, and then a red cloud fell at the entrance of the entire Death Valley. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Dynasty?"

Shui Linglong was shocked, and she didn't know why this dynasty came here. And in the moment when Shui Linglong was surprised, an incomparably huge golden toad also landed on the side of that dynasty.

"Hula!"

Several Qingcheng sect disciples also rushed to follow, lined up in a fan on the left and right.

"Sure enough, it's a spirit beast of the Orange Pill Realm!"

Ye Xiuwen's attention was completely attracted by the golden toad, which was two feet tall.

He heard Shui Linglong say that the golden toad was extremely domineering, and it only slightly released a little poisonous gas, and it poisoned dozens of Hongdan disciples, and its power was obvious.

"Huh! Is that bloodshed? It's true, and you have become a puppet! …… Hahaha! That's the seat, thank you! ”

Wang Chao laughed, completely eating Ye Xiuwen. Because of a martial artist in the Orange Dan Realm, would he still be afraid that Ye Xiuwen would not succeed? It's just a joke!

"Humph! What's so funny about that? This puppet has been scrapped by me, and even if it is given to you, it will be of no use, you idiot! ”

"What? Scrapped? ”

Obviously, the dynasty was not very good at refining puppets, and his face was incomprehensible, and he even thought that Ye Xiuwen was deceiving himself.

"Look at your stupidity? The refining puppet is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower! The lower grade puppet will not generate a crest on the top of the head, the middle grade crest is iron, and the upper grade crest is silver. And the best emblem is golden!

And what about this puppet? But nothing! Hahaha! Dynasty, your wishful thinking must have been wrong! Hahaha! ……”

"Bastard? You stupid pig, you actually wasted such a good puppet! Are you a stupid pig? ”

The dynasty was furious. Because how precious is a head of blood? It's a once-in-a-millennium event! But it was such a treasure, and it was actually abolished by Ye Xiuwen. Aren't you a pig? You are a big stupid pig, you can't practice yourself, you still have to be strong? That's not a stupid pig, what is it?

"Xiuwen, the enemy is too strong, you don't care what this puppet looks like, possess yourself first, otherwise we won't have a trace of luck today!"

Shui Linglong looked nervous, and even more nervous than Ye Xiuwen.

"Yes! Linglong, I'll find a way to hold him back in a while, you walk along the cliff behind you, don't look back when you go, no matter what happens, don't look back,......"

Ye Xiuwen lightly touched some of Shui Linglong's little hands, but retracted them. He was afraid that if he grabbed it, Shui Linglong would not leave.

"Fool, I said it all, I will fight you until the last moment, if you die, I will not live anymore,......"

"Buzz!"

'If you die, I won't live anymore,......' When the water was exquisite, a short sentence entered his ears, Ye Xiuwen's body was shaken, and then, the piercing buzzing was endless, and his sea realm was like an explosion of pain!

Even his divine soul was shaking violently, and his entire Sea Consciousness Realm was almost collapsing!

"Ugh! Yes! ……”

Ye Xiuwen's mouth grew bigger, and it was only after half a sound that he made a sound similar to sobbing, and two lines of hot tears flowed out like a spring along his raised cheeks!

It was tears, it was endless bitter tears, and under these bitter tears, perhaps only he really understood the truth of the whole thing!

The extremely fierce screams were endless, Ye Xiuwen seemed to be unable to support under this painful grief, and he landed on one knee on the ground, his body trembled violently, and his momentum continued to rise!

"Xiuwen? Revision? What happened to you? ”

Shui Linglong saw Ye Xiuwen's strange appearance, and called out nervously.

However, at this time, Ye Xiuwen, who had already fallen into the abyss of incomparably painful suffering, was unaware!

Shui Linglong's words reminded him, remembered his relatives, and remembered the scene where his relatives died!

That pair of blood-stained hands, that pair of bloodshot, expectant eyes, that sentence, that sentence let yourself run! Run! Run! It was like an inexhaustible spell that filled Ye Xiuwen's brain!

"No one will die! All of you, you will not die, you will not die again! …… Belch! Yes! ……”

Ye Xiuwen knelt on the ground and cried prostrately, but he bit his index finger and grabbed out a blood-colored magic circle!

The magic circle was like blood, slowly rising, and that piece of Ye Xiuwen's soul fell into the magic circle like a god!

That soul is Ye Xiuwen's ideological clone! At this time, the naughty color of this mind clone has long since ceased to exist, in other words, it is an angry lion!

Although this male lion is still very immature, he has already exposed his fangs! Fiercely gaze at your enemies!

The mind clone was originally one with Ye Xiuwen, but Ye Xiuwen's anger was affecting him, which actually made this soul body, and Ye Xiuwen's body, tremble!

This trembling is not fear, nor is it fear, but the determination that seems to tear the enemy apart! He wants to assist his true body, tear his enemies apart, he opens his arms, waiting for the moment of possession, he wants to drive this behemoth, fight with the body!

"What? He even wants to possess him? How did he do it? ”

But seeing that Ye Xiuwen's mind clone fell into the magic circle, Wang Chao stared in horror.

Because only a martial artist of the Orange Dan Realm can do it, and separate this ideological clone, and how can a martial artist of the Red Dan Realm do it by himself?

"Damn! It must be this Ye Xiuwen, and what kind of inheritance has he gotten to do it! …… Kill him for me! ……”

Facing Ye Xiuwen, who was about to possess him, the dynasty was furious, but he didn't bother to do it himself, he waved his hand, and all the Qingcheng sect disciples had already moved forward!

The strength of these people is extremely strong, among them, there are as many as eight Hongdan Ninefold Martial Artists, and the remaining disciples are all Hongdan Sevenfold Martial Artists, and they add up to as many as twenty people in total!

And with so many masters, can't he still deal with Ye Xiuwen, who is only a red pill sevenfold? And, is the water of a red dan eightfold exquisite?

"Remember, I want to live that woman, if she dies, you will all be buried with her!"

"Yes!"

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction responded one after another, and then turned into cyan lines, and rushed to Ye Xiuwen, who was a hundred zhang away, and the water was exquisite.

At this time, more than 20 masters of the late stage of Hongdan came one after another, and the momentum was terrifying, and the cyan mist was rolling, just like the thundercloud that hit the sky! ……