Chapter 285: Nether Fire

After the cold snake-like light and shadow penetrated the Monkey Demon Rad's chest, it turned into a cold cyan substance snake less than half a foot long under the nose of the Monkey Demon Rad, which was also very terrifying.

His eyes stared at the little snake with a pair of demonic snake pupils, until the little snake suddenly dissipated, and the monkey demon Rad couldn't understand that with the defense of his Jindan stage powerhouse, this cold-colored little snake would be directly pierced by it like wearing tofu.

This... What kind of flame is this, how is it so powerful, how is this possible?

"This time, it's really going to be planted."

The sharp pain in his chest, and the blood began to spurt out continuously, which also made the monkey demon Ladd's vision gradually blur.

The body fell heavily on the cold ground, the monkey demon Ladd's eyelids slowly drooped, and when he was about to die, he forcibly turned his head, looking through the gap under his eyelids, Wang Hao was sneering, and walked slowly towards himself with a grin.

With the movement of his pace, the cold flames on Wang Hao's body gradually retracted into his body, and the huge tiger-shaped body was also constantly changing back to its original form, and the breath that was comparable to the second-layer powerhouse of Jindan was also quietly retracting at this moment, and his strength was decreasing.

His footsteps stopped in front of the monkey demon, Wang Hao's breath returned to the strength of the end of the supernatural power again, his face was slightly pale, and he coughed violently a few times, looking at the palm that was slightly uncontrollable because of the excessive strength of the power, and the palm was still a little burned.

Wang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly, sensing the slightest emptiness in his body, and said in a low voice: "It's really an accident, what kind of flame is this, it has such a great power, but on the contrary, the damage to his body is not small, cough cough cough!" ”

"I didn't expect you to really succeed in giving the workshop the changes in the combination of the "Nether White Tiger", but now you are still not very skilled, otherwise, although the loss will definitely occur, at least there will be no such injury. Mo Feng Qilin's slightly surprised voice sounded in Wang Hao's heart, and it seemed that he was quite surprised that since Wang Hao was able to find a way to use the "Netherworld White Tiger" in a month.

"Hehe, I'm just practicing casually, I didn't expect this effect, and I also scared myself!" Wang Hao scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with some joy.

"Phew, practice casually? Are you bragging about it? Are you really so easy to practice as Lao Tzu's secret technique of Shuramen? Regarding what Wang Hao said, Qilin Mofeng scolded a lesson!

"Hey, hey!" Wang Hao smiled again and asked. "By the way, old man, what kind of flame was this just now, why is it so powerful?"

"It's called Nether Fire! It is the flame brought by the Netherworld White Tiger Secret Technique, ranking thirteenth among the flames of all things, of course it is powerful! Qilin Mofeng replied!

"Nether fire?" Wang Hao showed excitement on his face. "Is there a variety of flames in this world?"

"Nonsense, of course, there are categories! Aren't the same people divided into men and women? Qilin Mo Feng ignored and scolded angrily.

Wang Hao's brazenness, full of black lines, flames and humans, this comparison is really far-fetched.

"By the way, why is that Nether Flame still in the form of a serpent?" Wang Hao asked curiously again.

"Netherfire, also known as the fire of change, he can change into different shapes and different demon beasts in different environments, so that he can give full play to his strongest advantage!" Kirin Mofeng answers!

", then this Netherfire is only ranked thirteenth, it's so awesome, if it's the No. 1 ranked flame, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?" Wang Hao's eyes widened and he asked.

"That's... The No. 1 flame is not only a powerful existence in the world, but even among the Three Realms, it is not to be underestimated, as long as you get the No. 1 flame, it is estimated that it is basically invincible, within the Three Realms, there are few people who can lower you! Qilin Mofeng replied.

"Haha, wait for me, then I must find the No. 1 flame, isn't Lao Tzu going to dominate the Three Realms, hahahaha, when the time comes, I can't do whatever I want!" Wang Hao fantasized in his mind, the corners of his mouth crooked and smiled, with a smile on his face, I heard that Chang'e in the sky is very beautiful, and at that time, what to say will also let Chang'e in heaven beat her back, pinch her waist, and by the way, she will be missile. (Now Wang Hao also has such a dirty thought!) Ahem, but this idea is still quite domineering, but it is not certain whether there is Chang'e in the sky, and besides, if there is Chang'e, then Hou Yi should also exist. "Boy, don't be in a hurry to fantasize about it, let's not talk about whether you can find the No. 1 flame for the time being, even if you find it, if your strength does not reach the Golden Immortal Stage, don't try to get close to him, otherwise, setting yourself on fire is not a good result, do you really think that the No. 1 flame can be subdued casually?" Qilin Mo Feng seemed to be looking at Wang Hao with a calm face, admonishing this Wang Hao who was fantasizing.

Wang Hao was also stunned and stammered.

"Many... Many... How much cultivation? ”

"Golden Immortal Period!" Qilin Mo Feng said it again.

"I'm a mother-in-law, a fourth uncle and grandmother!" Wang Hao also deliberately took out his hand to count it, he is now in the supernatural power stage, and there is still a gap between the golden immortal stage, the golden pill stage, the yuan infant stage, the tribulation period, and the scattered immortal stage.

Although it is only four stages, but the person who cultivates the truth, but knows how difficult these four stages are, and the further you cultivate, the more difficult it becomes, there are many masters, who have cultivated to a certain stage, they can't make progress, even if they have cultivated for decades, hundreds of years, they can't break through that layer of bottleneck.

"It's the same flame, the first and the thirteenth, why is there such a big gap?" Wang Hao's face was crying and mournful, as if he had destroyed Missy Chang'e's dream.

"Stinky boy, don't fantasize, focus on cultivating well at the moment!" Qilin Mo Feng gave another disdainful warning!

"Alas, my Chang'e!" Wang Hao was so sad that he shouted out the words in his heart.

"Hey, stinky boy, you grandma. What do you think? Qilin Mo Feng scolded directly!

"Huh?" Realizing that he had shouted out what was in his heart, he hurriedly slapped his sloppy eyes! "Uh... That one... The weather is nice today! ”

"What's good? It's going to rain, you grandma. Yes, don't change the topic to Lao Tzu, are you thinking about how to push Chang'e to the sky? Qilin Mo Feng scolded again.

Wang Hao raised his head, swallowed his tongue, paralyzed, it was really dark clouds, it was going to rain, this god too, what kind of rain was it in this kung fu, it was too uncooperative with himself.

Made, when Lao Tzu becomes a god, he must let this God bring a basin and wash his feet to avenge his uncooperation now!

"Hey, with such a loud voice, why didn't anyone be alarmed?" Wang Hao saw that there was no one around, and asked curiously.

"That's not the enchantment that Lao Tzu set up for you, otherwise it would have alarmed half of Xiangyang City a long time ago!" Kirin Mo Feng said.

"Hehe, it's still the old man's domineering, I didn't even notice the enchantment!" Wang Hao smiled and patted his ass!

"Don't call me my father-in-law, the old man has decided not to marry my daughter to you, you should still chase Chang'e!"

Hearing Qilin Mo Feng say this, Wang Hao looked blatant again, it turned out that this old man had not forgotten this stubble, and just wanted to speak, but he only heard Qilin Mo Feng's voice, which sounded again in a hurry.

"Little one, hurry up, I sense a strong aura coming towards us."

"But... It's a mess around here, old man, do you want to recover, or you should read the newspaper tomorrow! Wang Hao said.

"I can't care so much, hurry up, it's too late to go!" Kirin toner began to drink!

His heart tightened violently, and Wang Hao also knew that he must be a master who could make Qilin Mo Feng feel a strong aura, and he quickly got up, but just as he was about to turn around, his body suddenly paused, leaned over again, and slammed his palm on the Monkey Demon Rad's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Listening to the sound of broken bones, I was completely relieved, and my body turned into a black shadow and disappeared into this dark night sky.

Nearly ten minutes or so after Wang Hao disappeared, a red shadow flashed through the sky.

After a few moments, the figure suddenly stiffened, nailed to an empty space.

Looking at the corpse on the ground with an extremely gloomy face, the red shadow flashed down and fell to the ground.

Closing the distance, in the faint road light, it can be slightly seen that this is a minotaur, with long thick horns, and those dark red and demonic eyes are full of hatred, which is outrageous.

His gaze swept over the body of the bloody monkey, and finally his pupils suddenly constricted and stopped on a corpse in the distance, his fists clenched and creaking.

The figure jumped, the red shadow suddenly stopped, trembling at the corpse on it, and suddenly, the pale face raised his head and let out a resentful sound.

After the roar for a long time, it gradually fell, and the minotaur suddenly approached the corpse of the monkey demon Ladd, and between his hands, the blood was abundant, covering the head of the monkey demon Ladd, and with the light of blood, suddenly, a strange drop of blood slowly seeped out from the back of the monkey demon Ladd's head, and finally floated in front of the minotaur.

With a wave of his finger, the drop of blood hovered at the corner of the Minotaur's mouth, and the Minotaur also had a strange mouth, and immediately swallowed the blood into his throat.

At the same time, the eyes that were originally very strange became even more terrifying, and the whole body exuded a terrifying demonic light!

Slowly bending over, the minotaur picked up the corpse of the monkey demon Ladd, and then walked out indifferently, the resentful chilling voice gradually echoed.

"No matter who it is, as long as Elder Ben finds out who did it, he will definitely suffer the pain of ten thousand knives."

(Cold, cold, cold, I don't know why, today's cold is very serious, head pain, head pain, sleep for a while, head still hurts, no way, stand up for a chapter, update first, brothers, I've taken two boxes of cold medicine, is there so much fake medicine now?) I despise his mother's aunt, his mother's fourth uncle's sister-in-law's second uncle. Damn it! )