Chapter 116: Demon Slaying Ridge Village
At this time, her obscene clothes and pants, clinging to her body, showing perfect curves, coupled with her charming appearance, coupled with her flattering words, as well as the eyes secretly sent by Qiu Bo, and the faintly refreshing body fragrance, I can't help but make people feel more and more itchy, I can't wait to pounce on her and hug her to warm up, and then ravage her.
But it's all for the average person.
And Zhang Zhan is not an ordinary person.
At this point, he was just a little curious, wanting to see what she wanted to do.
So he leaned against the entrance of the cave for a long time, looking at her with a smile, but because of the mask, no one else knew what his expression was.
"If you want to, I can show you a closer look!"
Saying that, Miao Ruoyi walked up to Zhang Zhan, her eyes were full of charm, she stretched out her jade finger and touched Zhang Zhan's face, full of **.
Just as she was about to touch Zhang Zhan's mask, Zhang Zhan reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Then!
"Poof!"
With a flick of the jade finger, a pale green smoke filled the air, covering Zhang Zhan's head.
Miao Ruoyi smiled.
"Drugged?"
Zhang Zhan was a little surprised, and after thinking about it, he knew that this was against those two people, and now he used it on himself.
This girl is so thoughtful.
Although he held his breath in time, he still inhaled a trace, and he didn't know if it was useless to the mage, and the drug was refined when he entered the body.
"Your name is Miao Ruoyi?" Zhang Zhan waved his hand to disperse the remaining smoke, and his voice was low.
"Hey, mage!" Miao Ruoyi put away her disguise, and her whole temperament suddenly became holy.
She wasn't much surprised by Zhang Zhan's strength, as if she had known it for a long time.
"Looks like you're looking for the wrong person." Zhang Zhan smiled faintly, and then slapped the back of his neck.
Miao Meimei was infinitely shocked and fainted directly.
Zhang Zhan carried Miao Ruoyi who was unconscious, although he was separated by obscene clothes and pants, but because of the thin material, he still had a feeling of skin-to-skin kissing, Zhang Zhan blushed, and then he put Miao Ruoyi on the bed, leaned over, rolled it up with a sheet, and carried it again.
Zhang Zhan strode out of the cave room, followed by a ray of light, it was a flying sword, there was still a trace of blood on the blade, the flying sword shook, shook off the blood, and submerged it into the storage bag.
Zhang Zhan walked comfortably, just like in his own back garden, without the consciousness of being in the enemy's lair at all.
He was carrying a person without the slightest intention of concealment, and he lifted the stealth breathing technique, and was soon discovered by the patrol.
"Who are you?"
The patrol people of Moling Village roared and took out their magic weapons one after another.
Under the stealth breathing technique, they felt that Zhang Zhan was an ordinary person.
"You dare to break into the Demon Ridge Village, who gave you the guts, I don't know whether you are alive or dead." Everyone shouted, their eyes were full of hideousness, and they wanted to cut Zhang Zhan with a thousand knives.
In Zhang Zhan's perception, they were all Dharma disciples.
Zhang Zhan snorted coldly, walked forward step by step, his breath was released, and the powerful soul power was shocked, and the power was exuded.
He didn't snort loudly, but in everyone's ears, it was no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day.
The hideous faces of the patrol people changed, and they involuntarily retreated.
Originally, in their eyes, this person was ordinary and not to be worried, as if he could knead it at will.
But now, ordinary retreat, this person exudes an astonishing coercion, like a mountain, which makes people breathless, under this coercion, they are uncontrollable, and they can't help but retreat.
"Stop, stop!" Everyone panicked and roared, no one dared to step forward, and finally someone couldn't bear the pressure and turned around to escape.
But Zhang Zhan is not ready to give them a chance.
In the few days he has been here, he has already found out that Moling Village is absolutely full of evil, killing people and setting fires are all evil, these people deserve to die, and no one does not have blood on their hands.
The next moment, Zhang Zhan slapped the storage bag, and suddenly two rays of light flew out of it, like two dragons, interspersed and intertwined in the hole, and suddenly the popping sound was endless, and the screams were one after another.
Zhang Zhan frowned, what he wanted was to cut his throat with a sword, but many people were pierced through their necks, chests, etc., the power of the flying sword was amazing, but the control was not so precise, but it was a pity that the second-order magic weapon could only be cultivated twice, if it could be cultivated many times, it would not be so.
Soon, the screams were gone, and only a clattering sound of teeth was left.
Zhang Zhan left one person, this person was already frightened, his legs trembled like chaff, but fortunately he did not store urine.
"Take me to the place where my belongings are stored."
On the way to loot, there were five strong mages blocking the way, and they were the elite of the village except for the three heroes of the Demon Ridge.
The five of them are all Dacheng stage mages, just like Li Yefan.
watched Zhang Zhan slaughter the children in the village, and they came one by one:
"Little man, dare to be presumptuous!"
"Kill my children in the village, I will pull out your cramps and bones, tear your soul and refine your soul!"
"Is there no one in the Demon Ridge Village who deceived me, you are so arrogant, we will suppress you here today."
The five of them roared, their faces full of anger, their eyes boiling with murderous intent, and they each used their own surgical methods to capture and kill Zhang Zhan.
The old man with white hair, his teeth were like files, his face was hideous, the scimitar in his hand slashed horizontally, the mana light flickered, and a crescent-shaped mana blade crossed the air, tearing the air, and wanted to cut off Zhang Zhan's waist.
The fat man, whose face was like a heavy jujube, opened his mouth and roared, forming sound waves visible to the naked eye, emitting mana brilliance, which actually made the cave tremble.
The five of them cast their own spells, and for a while, the cave was full of colors and was very beautiful, but behind this beauty, there was a terrifying killing machine.
When the spell hit, Zhang Zhan was still calm and calm, not flustered, at this time his strength improved greatly, even if he was besieged by five people, there was no wave in his eyes.
Seeing that with a wave of his hand, a blood-red pentagonal shield appeared, the shield was dazzling in red light, steady as a mountain, standing quietly, and at the same time, a bright light was emitted in his eyes, which was a manifestation of the soul power being urged to the extreme, and then with a buzz, the void trembled, and an invisible ripple swept across the five people.
At the same time, three rays of light flew out of its storage bag, which were three flying swords, and the flying swords were in the air, like flashes of lightning, intertwined into a beam of light, enveloping the five people.
Boom, boom, the five-person spell collided with the shield, and suddenly the brilliance flashed, brilliant and brilliant, but the shield was as stable as a rock and difficult to shake.
At the same time, they were swept by the spiritual shock wave of the Soul Tearing Technique, and they suddenly felt their souls tremble, and they lost their minds for a moment.
And this loss of consciousness has become a life talisman, because the flying sword has arrived, and the next moment, they are shrouded in criss-crossing beams.
Puff puff!
The blood mist was filled, the five people howled miserably, and when the beam dissipated, the three flying swords stood quietly in the air, Zhang Zhan's mind turned, and the flying swords turned into millimeters of light and re-submerged into the storage bag.
Zhang Zhan carried Miao Ruoyi, fighting while walking, and there was no enemy under him, slaughtering Moling Village!
By the time Zhang Zhan had scavenged the last cave where his belongings were stored, it was already an hour later.
The disciple of Moling Village who led the way stood next to Zhang Zhan with a flattering smile on his face:
"Venerable, all the belongings have been searched, I dare to guarantee, there is absolutely no omission, the Venerable is really for the people, ruined the Moling Village, the surrounding villagers and businessmen will be grateful to you, in fact, I don't want to stay here for a long time, all around me are blood-stained executioners, I am so panicked, I met the Venerable, and finally let me out of the sea of suffering, Venerable, can I leave?"