Chapter 501 is unguardable

As soon as Han Bing slashed his hand, the terrifying power that surged towards the Divine Turtle Master disappeared without a trace......

The Turtle Master returned to normal, and he looked at Han Bing with a look of surprise.

Han Bing held the short knife in his hand, stared at the little palace maid, and asked in surprise, "You have already died?"

The little palace maid didn't speak, and the pink tulle on his body suddenly disappeared, replaced by a serious and neat palace maid's dress. Her face was pale but clean. Her hair was pulled up high and coiled on top of her head.

The blazing bonfire was suddenly extinguished, and the space around it turned blood-red.

Han Bing looked at the little palace maid's strange hairstyle and pale little face, and only felt a chill rising from his heels to the top of his head.

There was not a trace of expression on the pale face of the little palace maid.

In the blood-red space, both Han Bing and the Divine Turtle Master could see it clearly.

The little palace maid had straight hands and feet, her face was expressionless, and her little face was delicate, but it was coated with a thick layer of white powder.

What is even more surprising and frightening are the embroidered shoes on the feet of the little palace maid.

It was a pair of oversized red embroidered shoes with bright red uppers embroidered with black peonies.

The little palace maid's feet are very delicate, but the embroidered shoes on her feet are three or four times larger than ordinary embroidered shoes.

Cold Ice shuddered, and he suddenly remembered a terrifying legend.

The Turtle Master's face turned pale, and he flashed in front of the cold ice. Cold Ice saved him, and he would never let anyone hurt Cold Ice.

Han Bing sighed secretly, it was also his blessing to have a subordinate like Master Divine Turtle.

Master Turtle stared fiercely at the oversized red embroidered shoes on the little palace maid's feet.

"General...... Could it be that Zhao Jingcheng's terrifying legend is true?"

Han Bing stood behind the Divine Turtle Master and said in a trembling voice, "You also know that legend?"

Regarding the legend of the red embroidered shoes in the desolate hall of Zhaojing City, not to mention the masters of Han Bing and the Divine Turtle, even ordinary people will have heard of it. However, there are not many people who believe it, and the more capable people are, the more they scoff at it.

Han Bing and the Divine Turtle Master didn't believe it originally, but now, the facts were in front of them.

Master Divine Turtle looked at the little palace maid in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes. How can a dead man come back from the dead? How can a dead man sing and dance? How can he have such a powerful lethality?

The little palace maid suddenly opened her eyes.

Master Turtle was taken aback.

The little palace maid's deep cold eyes suddenly burst out with terrifying light.

Where is this like a dead man?

Master Divine Turtle involuntarily took several steps backwards.

Han Bing clenched the short knife in his hand, ready for the sneak attack of the little palace maid at any time.

The little palace maid glanced at Han Bing and Master Divine Turtle, and suddenly spoke: "Have you ever heard of resentment?"

"Resentment?" Han Bing and Master Turtle both looked dazed.

"There is a kind of resentment that is obsessed with going against the sky, which can be transformed into the original form. The length of time the original form has been preserved, ranging from three or five months to decades, or even ......longer," the little palace maid spoke, and the corners of her mouth showed a subtle sneer: "I died a long time ago, but I am very lucky, my resentment has turned into my original appearance, waiting in this old well." ”

Han Bing couldn't help but ask, "Why are you guarding this old well, is there really a gold and silver treasure here?" Han Bing said as he stared closely at the oversized red embroidered shoes on the little palace maid's feet.

The little palace maid sneered: "You are all dying, and you are still thinking about gold and silver treasures?"

Han Bing sneered: "You are a dead man, what can you do to me?" Han Bing said in his mouth, but his heart thumped.

This woman is too weird, she can't see her spiritual cultivation, but she has an incomparably strong offensive and killing power! Not to mention anything else, just that terrible soul-piercing demon sound makes people unbearable.

After Han Bing said this, he involuntarily took two steps back.

But now, Han Bing doesn't know the true strength of his opponent at all.

There was a strange smile on the corner of the little palace maid's mouth: "There is one thing, maybe you can't even dream of it." ”

Han Bing glanced at the Turtle Master and couldn't help but blurt out, "What's the matter?"

The little palace maid said quietly: "The Flood Desolate Heart Eater Beast is a Desolate Divine Beast, how can it be in this well?"

The Flood Desolate World is an existence on the same plane as the God Realm, but this is the Demon Continent. The Demon Continent and the Flood World belong to two different planes. The Flood Desolate World is definitely a tall existence above the Demon Continent! But now, the Flood Desolate Heart Eater Beast has actually died in an old well in the Demon Continent.

Is this old well unusual, or is there something else going on?

Han Bing doesn't know!

The well-informed Divine Turtle Master doesn't know either!

The answer can only wait for the little palace maid to reveal.

The little palace maid was suspended in the bright red space without moving, and she suddenly laughed, first with a big smile, then laughed loudly, and finally covered her stomach and rolled back and forth in the bright red space!

Laughter echoed in the bright red space.

The Divine Turtle Master suddenly felt the pressure, an indestructible pressure.

Soul Piercing Demon Sound!

Master Divine Turtle and Han Bing never dreamed that the laughter of the little palace maid would also be the sound of the Soul Piercing Demon!

Song!

Crying!

Laughter!

This soul-piercing demon sound is really unguardable.

A tremendous force swept the Turtle Master and the Ice out and slammed into the steel-hard wall of the shaft.

Master Divine Turtle released his spiritual power, and a powerful aura enveloped him.

Bang bang...... Bang bang......

Master Turtle and Ice slammed into the wall of the well almost at the same time.

Dust is flying, and the walls are cracking.

The Divine Turtle Master's spiritual defense neutralized most of that terrifying power, and even then, the Divine Turtle Master was injured. Luckily, the injuries were minor and out of the way!

Cold Ice is not as lucky as the Turtle Master.

The Soul Piercing Demon Voice suddenly controlled his mind.

In a daze, he was knocked away by the strong strength of the little palace maid.

Because his mind was controlled, there was no way for Han Bing to use his spiritual power to defend at all.

The icy body slammed into the wall of the well.

The ice was bounced off the hard wall of the well and fell heavily to the ground. He fell to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.

"You ......" Han Bing pointed at the little palace maid, his eyes were about to split, he wanted to get up with his hands, but as soon as he looked down, he found that the right arm of his right hand, like a blistered noodle, hung down.

The arm of Han Bing's right hand was completely destroyed by the force just now.

A huge pain struck, and Han Bing almost fainted.

Master Turtle screamed and pounced on the cold ice: "General, what's wrong with you?"

Han Bing gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain: "Help me...... Get up ......"

Master Turtle shook his hands and carefully helped Han Bing up.

Cold Ice bent over, blood falling to the ground from his mouth.

The collision just now not only destroyed one of Han Bing's arms, but also injured Han Bing's blood.

Han Bing stared at the blood-red eyes, he gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head......

(End of chapter)