In the black mist, a pair of extraordinarily bright eyes stared at the young man surrounded by the black dragon in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He could feel that the hidden power on the black dragon was far beyond his control.

"You, the King of Qin?" In the black mist, the voice of the ink unicorn came. The voice was low and hoarse, and it was impossible to distinguish between a man and a woman, old and young.

"Your abilities, the widow likes it very much. The widow can give you enough stage, and you can also show your talents to the fullest. Ying Zheng looked at Mo Qilin and said.

"A killer shouldn't be bound in any way. I've been imprisoned in South Korea for more than 10 years, do you think I've just escaped from the shackles, and I'll be bound by another shackle? ”

Mo Qilin's voice sounded again, and when South Korea was mentioned, the black mist wrapped around it suddenly rolled up, and a pair of eyes were also full of murderous intent.

"Shackles? The widow has already said that in the hands of the widow, not only will you not be restricted, but you will be greatly developed. Ying Zheng still persuaded.

"Development? Hehe, I don't believe anyone else except myself! The black mist around Mo Qilin's body increased suddenly, and the tumbling black mist seemed to show the mania in his heart.

Ying Zheng squinted slightly, and spat lightly: "Don't measure yourself!" ”

"Since you are known as the Moyu Qilin, let the widow come and see if your Qilin is powerful, or the widow's black dragon is powerful!" Tianwen in Ying Zheng's hand moved slightly, the black light flashed, and the black dragon beside Ying Zheng became a little stronger again.

"Whew!"

The black dragon let out a hint of rage, and the huge momentum not only put the three of the Moyu Qilin under tremendous pressure, but even Tiansu and Jun Jiuyou trembled slightly.

"I captured those two men for the widow." Ying Zheng stared at Mo Qilin, slowly spoke, and ordered to Tiansu and Jun Jiuyou.

"Whoa!"

Jun Jiuyou and Tiansu Gu both responded solemnly, they knew that this time, their own king was probably going to use his powerlessness to completely subdue this black jade qilin. If this ink unicorn is really willing to die and not give in, then ......

"Peerless Ghost, Flame Spirit Ji!" The ink qilin under the black mist roared, and the rolling black mist surged wildly.

"Yes!" Flame Spirit Ji nodded solemnly, flew away, and attacked Tiansu.

And the peerless ghost, who had recovered a little strength, also fought with Jun Jiu Yu again.

"Come on." Ying Zheng looked at Mo Qilin and said softly, as if he was waiting for Mo Qilin to strike first.

Mo Qilin's eyes narrowed, and then his entire body suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, and the figure that loomed before also dissipated.

The black mist around the ink qilin, like a tide, overwhelmingly surged towards Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, a black light shot out along Tianwen, splitting the black mist of the ink qilin in half.

The speed of the black fog rolling was faster, and the black fog that was separated quickly gathered together, and then paused slightly, and rushed towards Yingzheng again, but the speed decreased slightly.

"Whew!"

The huge mist suddenly swallowed Ying Zheng and his whole inside, and from the outside, this fog looked like a huge black cicada cocoon.

The black mist could not reveal a trace of sunlight, and naturally he didn't know when and where the ink qilin would attack.

"The moon is dark and the wind is cold, and the life is invisible. These two points, the widow can be regarded as seeing. can completely close people's vision, for a killer, it has been successful. Ying Zheng smiled lightly and slowly appreciated.

"Block!"

A sharp voice sounded, and then, the black dragon surrounding Ying Zheng let out a roar.

"Bang!"

The black dragon flicked its tail in some anger, and then, this huge black mist suddenly broke through a big hole.

A faint ray of sunlight filtered in, and then disappeared again.

"Poof!"

The sword light in Ying Zheng's hand flashed, and in the black mist, the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh sounded.

"It's a pity that you're still too weak!" Ying Zheng said again with a hint of mockery.

"Buzz!"

The Tianwen in Ying Zheng's hand trembled slightly, making a heavy buzzing sound.

"Wow!"

The black mist, like a rag, was shredded by a huge sword light.

"Poof!"

In the shattered black mist, an emaciated figure fell from the sky and slammed into the ground.

"Look, no matter how famous you are, no matter how arrogant your personality is, no matter how rich your assassination skills are, in the face of absolute power, you are just a mud pig and a dog. With the flick of a finger, you'll be in tatters! ”

Ying Zheng walked slowly towards the ink unicorn, with a haughty expression, like the victor fighting the defeated, making a final alms.

"Ahem!"

Mo Qilin swayed, barely stood up straight, and then coughed up a few bloods, and the black mist that could barely cover his face dimmed a little again.

"Why, don't you think so?" Ying Zheng's footsteps paused slightly, with a hint of a smile, looked at Mo Qilin who was hesitant in his eyes, and said.

Mo Qilin was still silent, but his gaze, which had long since ceased to be firm, had betrayed his heart.

"Since you can't think of it, it's better to ask the two of them." Ying Zheng slowly looked into the distance.

Mo Qilin's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around.

I saw that the Peerless Ghost and the Flame Spirit Ji, who were still in full swing, had both been defeated at some point.

Flame Spirit Ji is better, but she is just being held by the Tiansu Sword. And the unequaled ghosts, more. Jun Jiuyou showed no mercy this time, and the blood-colored Heavenly Desolate Halberd pierced the right shoulder of the Peerless Ghost and pinned it to the ground.

Mo Qilin turned his head, and his originally uncertain gaze slowly calmed down.

"Still refusing to surrender?" A slight look of disappointment flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"In that case, it's useless to keep you!" Ying Zheng raised his hand, and was about to throw out a sword light.

"Poof!"

A voice made Ying Zheng's hand, which had been raised high, slowly fall again. The corners of his mouth raised a slight smile, and the black jade unicorn finally won it.

"Lin'er, meet the master!" The strange voice from before sounded again, but there was less anger in it, and in its place, it was a sign of surrender.

In the distance, a frightened Flame Spirit Ji covered her lips lightly, looking at the person kneeling on the ground in disbelief, her eyes flashing with an unknown taste.

Immediately, as if accepting this fact, Flame Spirit Ji also slowly knelt down, bowed her head and said, "Flame Spirit, meet the master!" ”

Ying Zheng looked at the three Mo Qilin who had successfully subdued them, and nodded slightly. He threw out a sword flower and put away the Tianwen Sword again.

"After watching it for so long, don't you want to come out?" Ying Zheng turned around and said with a chuckle at a burning house.

Not long after the words fell, two figures slowly walked out from the back of the house.

"Should I call you, Zheng Qin, or should I call you His Majesty King Qin?" Wei Zhuang's gloomy voice sounded, and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes with a hint of battle intent scanned Ying Zheng back and forth.

"Whether it's Zheng Qin or King Qin. Mr. Wei Zhuang, if you are really confused by the name of this district, you don't need to stand here. ”

"Oh? So, you already knew? The battle intent in Wei Zhuang's eyes was even more obvious.

Ying Zheng looked at Wei Zhuang and smiled without saying a word.

"After getting the Baiyue Secret Treasure and subduing this shadowless and invisible Moyu Qilin, this small Xinzheng City, is there anything worthy of His Majesty King Qin's nostalgia?"

"Mr. Wei Zhuang said with a smile, whether it is the Baiyue Secret Treasure or the Moyu Qilin, the biggest wealth in Xinzheng City, the widow has not obtained it, how can he leave it."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and ignored Wei Zhuang. With Tiansu and Jun Jiuyou, as well as the three people who had just received Mo Qilin, they walked towards the depths of the flames.

"What is the wealth that King Qin is talking about? Why, I always feel ......" beside Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu looked at the departing Ying Zheng and said with some concern.

"Whatever that is, we just need to know. King Qin, he will still stay in Xinzheng City! Wei Zhuang interrupted Zi Nu's words and said, "As for what it is, it will naturally be clear when the time comes." ”

Wei Zhuang turned around and walked in the direction of Zilanxuan, and an inexplicable feeling surged up in his heart.

Ying Zheng fought with Mo Qilin, and he saw it all in his eyes. If it is strong or weak, maybe Wei Zhuang is confident that he can pay a certain price and deal with Mo Qilin.

However, he can't see through Yingzheng's power. But, one thing he can be sure of. Ying Zheng's power is stronger than him and Gai Nie!