It's no wonder that the old man's night scythe has never worked on Zhou Haobin, as a disciple of the dragon god, his spirit is different from ordinary people, even higher than those of them who use spiritual attacks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Normally, when the old man faced the enemy, he would first use the spiritual skills attached to the Night Scythe to defeat them, and then subdue them together.

And now, the first round of spiritual skills failed, and the old man thought that the two little babies might be more mentally powerful, until the fifth round failed, he remembered to use the crow storm to test the foundation of the two.

I don't know if I don't try, and I'm shocked when I try. No wonder Zhou Haobin used the power of the white tiger just now to give the old man a very familiar feeling, it turned out to be a disciple of the dragon god!

"Why should I tell you?" Zhou Haobin was disdainful on the surface, but he had doubts in his heart, why the old man would react so much to the disciples of the Dragon God, as if he had hit a ghost.

"It seems that if you don't move, you can't be subdued." The old man said coldly. He shouted angrily, and the momentum on his body suddenly changed dramatically, and he continued to exude the aura of death.

At the same time, the old man's whole body was suspended in mid-air, in a ghostly state, and the sickle in his hand became nothing.

"Dragon City Flying Rider, be careful." The Demon Pterodactyl said solemnly. It is sure that it can dodge the old man's attack, but it does not mean that Zhou Haobin and Huang Ying can also dodge.

"Nightsickle Kill!"

The low, hoarse voice seemed to be a creature that had lived for thousands of years, angry and issued a word of warning.

No longer a scythe flew out and morphed into three in mid-air; Instead, the three scythes were directly aimed at the three people, and then they were transformed into three, a total of nine scythes flew towards the three people.

Moreover, the top of each scythe is stained with a thick breath of death, which makes people feel inexplicable fear.

Zhou Haobin looked up at the Demon Wing Dragon, it no longer looked like it was standing in place confidently, but immediately flew to the right the moment the scythe was thrown.

It noticed Zhou Haobin's gaze, turned its head to glare at him, and flapped its wings to signal him to quickly dodge.

The problem came, Zhou Haobin didn't know where to hide at all, so he had to shout: "Huang Ying, follow the footsteps of the Demon Wing Dragon." ”

As a result, a slightly funny phenomenon appeared, wherever the magic winged dragon flew, Zhou Haobin and Huang Ying ran. The fluttering and hurried movements of the two of them looked like the clumsiness of the two of them on the stage because they forgot to dance and follow the Demon Pterodactyl.

"Damn, is there a difference between men and women?" Zhou Haobin scolded. Basically, after the Demon Pterodactyl's body moved, he only had 0.5 seconds left to react, while Huang Sakura was much better, taking twice as long to react.

In an emergency, Zhou Haobin did not forget to use thunder skills. He knew that if the old man did not die, they would not be at peace for a moment.

"Damn the pterodactyl." The old man used the Night Scythe to ask for his life again and again, but he didn't hit, and after biting his lip violently, and after shedding a trace of blood, he used the blood as an intermediary to summon three independent Night Scythe life-seeking skills.

At the moment when the Night Scythe Rescue Skill was activated, Huang Ying still followed the footsteps of the Demon Wing Dragon, but Zhou Haobin saw the old man's blood volume suddenly decrease, and hurriedly said: "Huang Ying, no, don't follow the Demon Wing Dragon!" ”

But it was too late, Huang Ying was stunned, and the scythe slashed through her neck.

On Huang Ying's head, a skull pattern appears. Huang Ying also felt that her body was changing, she lowered her head, her lower body had become transparent, and it was constantly spreading to her upper body.

A strange feeling arose, as if feeling death, Huang Ying couldn't help but say anxiously: "Haobin, this is ...... What to do? "She heard that after being cut by the sickle, she will become the guardian of the Blood Spirit Stone Palace, wouldn't she want to be an enemy of Zhou Haobin? One of the two must be at level zero?

"Don't worry." Zhou Haobin escaped again with difficulty and comforted.

At this moment, the Demon Wing Dragon spit out venom at Huang Ying in Zhou Haobin's stunned gaze, and then quickly flew towards Huang Ying, slamming his claws.

How could Huang Ying afford the two moves of the Demon Wing Dragon? In an instant, she turned into sporadic light and disappeared into the Blood Spirit Stone Palace. In the end, she didn't say a word. It's not that she doesn't want to say it, it's that the transformed soul state can't be said at all.

"Magic Pterodactyl, what are you doing!" Zhou Haobin was completely angry, but there was still a trace of calmness in his anger, and he didn't dare to use his skills on it at will.

Hurriedly opened the friends list, Huang Ying had fallen to the first level. After Zhou Haobin saw it, he felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart, and he was guilty that he hadn't reminded him earlier, otherwise Huang Ying would not have ended up like this.

He was a little scared now, afraid that Huang Ying would not be able to bear the result of falling back to level zero from level sixty...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to resent Xiao Fan, and the friendship between one person and one alien began to crack slightly.

Xiaofan felt Zhou Haobin's resentment, and felt that he had overplayed for a while, so he decided to apologize to Zhou Haobin later.

The Demon Pterodactyl had already expected Zhou Haobin's reaction, it dodged the old man's night scythe and said, "Didn't you see it? After she became a soul state, she desperately treated the old man. If this continues, all of us will have to stay in the Blood Spirit Stone Hall forever, unless someone else breaks in and kills you both!" ”

Zhou Haobin was surprised, he really didn't see Huang Ying casting healing skills on the old man. He had insight into the old man, and the original blood volume of more than 50,000 became 60,000, which was indeed as the Demon Wing Dragon said.

"But...... But you can't do something like this without saying a word, and make me think you're being cast a spell or something. Zhou Haobin sighed helplessly.

Indeed, if the old man continued to receive Huang Ying's treatment, the Demon Pterodactyl and him alone would not be able to solve it at all.

Keep in mind that treating NPCs will greatly increase the healing effect.

"Okay, don't say more, hurry up and solve this old man, Benlong is tired and hungry." The Demon Pterodactyl said.

The old man's night scythe finally took effect, and he smiled evilly: "Hey, hey, Demon Pterodactyl, how do you feel about killing your own partner with your own hands?" Isn't it exciting? ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Haobin again: "Don't worry, you can taste the taste of being killed by your trusted partners soon." ”

Well? The Demon Wing Dragon's body suddenly paused, and said, "Dragon City Flying Horse, do you want to cut the old man's sickle too?" I'll be left to deal with him. ”

But suddenly, it changed its words, "Forget it, anyway, you can avoid the old man's night sickle and maintain the status quo like this." ”

Zhou Haobin couldn't laugh or cry about this, what kind of trouble is the Demon Wing Dragon?

However, even if Zhou Haobin didn't listen to the words of the Demon Wing Dragon, he couldn't escape the fate of the night sickle after all, after being highly concentrated for a long time. After all, in the end, the old man's night sickle was like wave after tsunami, constantly rushing towards him at intervals, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Like Huang Ying, Zhou Haobin gradually incarnated into a soul. Later, he found that he could not control himself at all, and he had to obey the old man's orders, and he knew that something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, I only heard the "hehe" laughter of the Demon Wing Dragon, and said in a low voice: "Dragon City Flying Rider, you usually bully me." Now, I can finally get my revenge once. ”

Killed by the Demon Wing Dragon, although Zhou Haobin could no longer appear in the soul state, he could still watch the battle that took place in the entire Blood Spirit Stone Palace.

Depend on! Zhou Haobin secretly scolded in his heart, the Demon Wing Dragon really had a good calculation, and took this opportunity to eliminate the hatred in its heart. In vain, he is usually good to the Demon Pterodactyl, but in the end he is ungrateful!

"Ding", you have been killed by the Demon Pterodactyl, and your soul is suspended for an hour to disappear. If within an hour, the Reaper of Souls dies, you will be resurrected. Time remaining to revive: 59 minutes and 27 seconds.

Seeing the system prompt, Zhou Haobin suddenly realized, and his worry about Huang Ying became lighter, and the original level could be made up. Looking at the ferocious appearance of the Demon Wing Dragon, it is estimated that it will not take a quarter of an hour to solve the old man.