is still the light smile, people can't be a little disgusted, step by step, but never stepped on half of the flowers, "Yingzhao, you really want to take something that shouldn't be taken." ”

Ying Zhao's face changed, and he stood up, it is true that this person is too powerful, but he is not afraid, this is Kunlun, it is a hanging garden, and it is his territory.

"What?"

The Heavenly Ghost Flying Immortal Diagram is my only hope of escaping Kunlun, even if you can't imagine it.

The man seemed to see through Ying Zhao's thoughts, "I'm not interested in a small piece of Heavenly Ghost Flying Immortal Diagram, but the Killing Heart Knife is not what you should take." ”

Come for the knife.

Ying Zhao is not stupid, if it is a heavenly ghost flying immortal map, he will never give it, even if he is desperate, he will not give it, but if it is that knife, although it is a divine soldier, there is no need to confront such a person.

Ying Zhao waved the long knife in his hand and glanced at it, "You want it?" ”

He is a hero, but the god of Kunlun casually succumbed and confessed, not his style, and there is no reason like that.

The man paused and chuckled, "You want to play?" ”

Ying Zhao's heart tightened, such a person, his gestures can hurt him, and a few words can also put him in a dilemma, he knows that he doesn't have much time to think about, and the other party will not give him too much time.

"Okay, here you go!" Ying Zhao finally gave in and threw the Killing Heart Knife at him.

This person took the knife, but he didn't even look at it, and the knife was shattered with a shock.

"Ying Zhao, I think you really want to play," this person came to Ying Zhao with a chuckle, and with a simple stroke of his fingers, he cut off Ying Zhao's injured wings, "A fake knife for one wing, I want to see how many wings you can exchange with me." ”

Ying Zhao screamed miserably, the severe pain made him tear his heart apart, and the flowing blood made him taste the threat of imminent death for the first time, such a person was ordinary and terrifying, so that he could see the arrival of death as a god.

"I'll give it to you!" Ying Zhao shouted, handing over the Killing Heart Knife.

This person took the knife, "It would be nice to do this earlier, it's really troublesome." With that, throwing it away, the killing knife flew away, and I don't know where it went.

No? Thrown it away?

Still making people feel a terrible chuckle, he turned and walked away, and in a moment he went down the hanging garden, and he could no longer detect the slightest breath.

Ying Zhao took a deep breath, ignored the bleeding wound, looked at the disappearing back, and remained silent for a long time.

Ning Ming is still very weak, this is the first time Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong have seen Ning Ming so weak in so long, whether it is Penglai Mountain or the Yellow River Dragon Palace, even if they are facing the black dragon, they are all so proud.

However, now, Ning Ming is really a weak mortal.

If you mistakenly enter the fairy mountain, you will definitely die.

"Sir, let's take a break." Lin Shuanghua saw Ning Ming like this, and she couldn't bear to hurry anymore.

Yan Hong stopped first.

Ning Ming glanced ahead, the endless world of flowers and plants, the fragrance of flowers in the air had an intoxication that made people obsessed and unwilling to leave, between the small rivers, there were small fish and shrimp from time to time to look at these uninvited guests, take a deep breath, and strengthen the spirit, "It's okay, keep walking, there is still a long way to go." ”

"But your hands," Yan Hong shouted, immediately startled, stepped forward to pick up Ning Ming's clothes, and was immediately shocked, the blood on both arms was flowing for a long time, and the sleeves of the shirt were already dyed red, "This! ”

Lin Shuanghua was also shocked, what kind of injury was this, not only did it not get better slowly, but it was also difficult to control, and it was deteriorating very quickly.

"Sir, I really can't go any further!" Lin Shuanghua shouted.

Ying Zheng looked at Ning Ming from the side and didn't say anything, Ying Xun in his arms looked at Ying Zheng and Ning Ming, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, she still didn't understand the world of adults.

"yes, I really can't go anymore." Ning Ming looked ahead.

Lin Shuanghua smiled, he thought that Ning Ming had compromised, it seemed that Ning Ming was really tired.

However, the next moment, when he looked ahead, his face changed.

A black wave rushed in, like a high wall, like a huge wave, rolling in, crushing countless flowers and plants, crushing through the black soil, thundering, carrying wind and rain.

"That's?!" Yan Hong was shocked, "Dead fish? ”

Not only Yan Hong was shocked, but Lin Shuanghua was also gasping, extremely shocked, Yan Hong was really right, it was a dead fish!

The one-foot white fish that turned the eyes of the dead fish exuded a strong rancid smell, revealing their yellow and pus-draining bellies, rolling in like a mountain of corpses.

There is nothing to be afraid of a dead fish, even a rotten dead fish is nothing to be afraid of, but a thousand dead fish are coming to you, even if you are bold, you will not be calm.

If it is now tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, the seemingly ordinary dead fish have a thunderous sound, and they can even carry wind and rain, and it is a strange thing for such a disgusting and terrifying creature to appear in the legendary Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

"Thunderstorm!" Ying Zheng looked at the rolling mountain of dead fish.

"Thunderfish?" Yan Hong is puzzled, such a disgusting and terrifying fish has such a name? Thunderfish, torpedoes.

"It's a thunderstorm," Ning Ming said, "a thunderstorm that thunders and rains." ”

"What a name!" Yan Hong shouted, what Kunlun Immortal Mountain, everything I have seen all the time is not worthy of this immortal word at all.

Seeing the thunderstorm getting closer and closer, an invisible oppression rushed towards the face, and it was really like a wall like a tide, and now it was not the time to care what the hell name it was.

"Sir?" Lin Shuanghua Road.

Ning Ming took a deep breath and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Ying Zheng and blocked in front of him, "Next time." ”

Ning Ming knew that he was weak at this time, so he didn't shirk, "Okay, I'll come next time!" ”

Ying Zheng stood in front, holding Ying Xun in his arms, not letting him see the terrifying and terrible thunderstorm, and smiled gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Ying Xun nodded, at this time the wind and rain had come, although he couldn't see it, but the pungent stench had already blown, almost making Ying Xun nauseous, but looking at Ying Zheng, looking at the smile, the temperature that came made Ying Xun not afraid of anything.

In the blink of an eye, the thunderstorm swooped down, whether it was the fish and shrimp in the small river or the small trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth on the road, they were all shattered when touched, and they were 100 meters high, blocking the sunlight and making people daunting.

"Restrain the demonic energy," Ning Ming said, "Mortals can be fine." ”

Yan Hong and Lin Shuanghua were stunned, what kind of ghost fish is this, can it be that they still eat gods and love demons, they believe in Ning Ming, and they are busy reining in their divine power and demon energy.

Ying Zheng stood in front of him, calm and composed.

With a bang, the thunderstorm drowned Ning Ming and the others, and there was no light at all, surrounded by a pungent rancid smell and fishy smell, and countless dead fish rushed through, like a long knife with a sharp handle, making a maddening screeching sound.

Ying Zheng blocked in front of him, and an invisible aura emanated out, like a sword of the sky splitting the thunderstorm, protecting the three Ning Ming behind him.

Ning Ming's body shook a little, and he was supported by Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong.

Even if Yingzheng was waiting in front of him, Ning Ming's weak body still couldn't withstand such an impact, his breathing began to be rapid and messy, and his body began to tremble, and he couldn't support it.

Lin Shuanghua and Yan Hong were in a hurry, looking at Ning Ming like this, but they were helpless, they wanted to support their divine power to protect Ning Ming, but they didn't dare, in case they let Ning Ming suffer more harm because of their recklessness, then they really couldn't forgive themselves.

(End of chapter)