Chapter 275: Huang Chan breaks the formation

In the hemispherical building, billowing black smoke shuttled, and the howl of ghosts and wolves did not stop for half a minute, making people uneasy, a white-haired man with blood all over his body slowly flattened his breathing, half leaning on the arms of the second child, with a faint scarlet color in his eyes, a fierce face, and looked at the black smoke in the air motionlessly, although it was much lighter, but it was still the most powerful.

"Boss, you take a break first, it's already a lot weaker, it's up to me and the third child to contain it, as for the other radish heads, let them deal with it!" The second child had a cold face, although the edges and corners were clear, and the furrows of the whole face dissipated after the freckles were washed away, like a knife.

As soon as the folding fan in the third child's hand opened, a soft wind swirled, blowing away the approaching black smoke, revealing a few blue eyeballs, and a few flashes of thunder and lightning jumped out of the fan, devouring it, and his eyes looked at the boss while looking at the objects in the black paint, "Or?"

The boss looked at the third child's flickering eyes, shook his head, "These are just small profits, not long-term", the moment his eyes locked on Huang Chan, he surged up a little bit of strength all over his body, and looked at the black membrane in the center.

The second child didn't speak, since he followed the boss, he has always been the head of the horse, because he sees the long term and sees it thoroughly, unlike himself and the third child, who is too short-sighted, only cares about the present, and has no patience, and wants to do earth-shattering things, but still depends on the boss.

The third child could only nod.

The two of them couldn't help but say, they had already jumped out, the folding fan was as hard as steel, the arm armor was like a diamond, and the thunder and lightning all over the body were surging, and the momentum was violent, shooting straight into the smoke.

.........

Huang Chan paced along the edge of the castle-shaped building, the speed became faster and faster, the sweat became more and more, the lips were chapped, a trace of blood oozed from the lips, the fragrant tongue licked, and the expression became colder and colder.

Yang Wei's pressure became more and more intense, the black smoke whistling in his ears gathered more and more, and he couldn't kill it, the bloody aura all over his body became thicker and thicker, and his eyes were also smeared with a layer of faint blood mist, and a terrible and resentful scream, like a lion's roar, shrouded everyone in restlessness, and the aura was running a little slower, and as time went by, this effect seemed to be increasing.

Ding-dong!

At first glance, the jade fingers are lightly raised, revealing the slender and white jade fingers, touching the piano surface, condensing and pondering, the piano sound sounded in vain in the castle, the piano sound is euphemistic but resolute, coming slowly, and like the mountains and flowing water, gurgling charm......

The tiredness in everyone's hearts dissipated, and the whole body seemed to have strength.

Suddenly, Yang Wei's mouth bloomed like a lotus, countless spiritual silks erupted, the diffuse black smoke dissipated, and the poignant and resentful voice died down, mixed with the melodious piano sound, which had a unique charm.

Huang Chan's complexion changed suddenly, revealing a little relaxation, but her eyes were like a torch, there was no change, at this moment, there was no room for half a mistake, the purple silk fell to the ground, like spring snow, as if it was gradually melting, the strange black lines that were originally as black as ink were dyed with a faint purple rhyme, and the black lines slowly turned into dark purple.

As Huang Chan became more and more proficient, the purple silk in her hand was like a net, she was familiar with the road, extremely fast, pacing, then rushing, and then jumping up directly, and finally the arrow was like flying, Yang Wei also became faster and faster, a little difficult, originally his arms were broken, the injury had not healed, the balance was much worse, and there were some bumps.

However, as she slowly stabilized her breath and calmed down, she was able to keep up with her rhythm, and the spirit silk with evil breath in her mouth spit out faster and faster, and the sweat stains on her face accumulated more and more, and she looked a little weak.

Half a day later, Huang Chan stumbled, fell to the ground, blood was dripping in her mouth, she spat blood foaming, with a resolute look in her eyes, her face was resolute, she quickly stood up, and ran away again, but every time she landed, she became heavier and heavier, like a boulder hitting the ground.

Yang Wei also washed his face with sweat, his whole body was soaked, his eyes were red, his body was becoming more and more dangerous, a little uncontrollable, every time he spit out the spiritual silk, it was three points larger, not even as straight and sleek as at the beginning, after each bombardment, the thick black smoke faded a little, but it did not dissipate.

Li Xinyu knelt on one knee, helplessly looking at the slowly gathering black smoke, and his heart was also very helpless, and finally realized the feeling of ants eating elephants, and now the aura of the whole body is almost exhausted, and the whole body is sore.

Yue Linfeng was relatively well, his injuries had recovered almost to mention, the golden wires in his hands were straight in the air, not visible, and the steel wires were circling and spinning, suspended steadily in mid-air, like spider webs, and when the smoke flew by, it left mottled traces, and there was no scream. However, the deep killing intent in his eyes still exists, and occasionally he sweeps away the third demon and grinds his teeth.

Yan Mengran still played the piano with a calm expression, and the sound was in her ears, washing her soul, but the red mark on her back that spread a little bit showed that she was strong on the outside and dry on the middle, but it was just a strong support.

Wang Rongrong had a cold face, everything in the outside world was in his eyes, but he didn't worry too much, the current situation was quite stable, and he didn't need to take action.

As for the three monsters of the demon thunder, they were also caught in a bitter battle, and the blood-red eyes exposed by the black smoke were terrifying, forcing several people to retreat, and in the dark night, the brilliance sometimes flickered, sometimes dimmed.

Everyone was still exhausted, and the ghosts in the air were still gathering, and puffs of smoke roared in the air, and the figures flickered again and again.

Suddenly, a streamer of light flickered inside, and before everyone could react, they had already rushed to the front table, a total of four or five tables, each of which was scattered with a few objects, not neat.

However, there were thick layers of dust of different shades on each object, and the shadow did not care about the hateful eyes of everyone, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the wind rolled up, and the objects on the table tinkled and swayed.

The Demon Thunder Boss sneered, snorted coldly and disdainfully, and stopped the two brothers who were about to step forward to intercept, and the two of them paused, puzzled, but they didn't say much, staring directly at the shadow with flesh-devouring eyes.

Several other people glared angrily, but unfortunately they were powerless and wanted to step forward to intercept them, but the exhausted few people were powerless, so they could only be full of anger and had nowhere to vent, Yue Linfeng slapped his palm on the ground and snorted.

Yang Wei looked at the person playfully, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, no one wanted to go up to find out, this person was so carried away that he dared to go?

The black shadow was dressed in a red robe, his face was red and green, his face was gloomy, the corners of his mouth teased, and between the waves of his hand, the objects on the table tinkled and tinkled, up and down, and he could never be pocketed.

The black shadow suddenly swept a palm directly to the table, but the moment it just touched, the slap seemed to sweep on the iron sheet, and with a snap, a huge anti-shock force came from the palm of the hand.

The black shadow with a blushing face was shocked back a few steps, the scarlet eyeballs purred and turned, and the dark grimace was revealed a little, and when he looked at his face, it turned out to be an extinguishing flame.

After this person was shaken back, his expression was extremely crazy, his chest was angry, and he slammed his palm on the countertop, boom, the countertop was sparsely smashed, and the thick ash was scattered, choking and coughing lightly, squinting his eyes slightly, touching his face of ash, and becoming more and more annoyed.

Several objects on the table floated in mid-air, never falling, and with a loud roar, a crimson light drilled into the palm of his hand, hitting the old jade cup hard, and did not move.

Then the whole person was furious, the hair tied up in a ball was scattered, unkempt, the messy hair half-covered the blue and red face, more and more eerie, the face gradually distorted and hideous, the mouth opened violently, a low angry howl erupted, the wind played, and the cold wind was shining.

grinning, claws with both hands, holding the jade cup together, pulling and pulling into his arms, after a period of dragging and shaking, after a period of drag and swaying, after the madness, some exhaustion, the anger in the chest could not be extinguished, a fang, biting on the dusty jade cup, still no half effect.

The rest of the people held back their eyes, and finally understood that it seemed that these rare objects could not be moved, and they wanted to move and take them, but they were afraid that they would have to lift the black seal.

Yang Wei's face froze, and his complexion did not change at all, "It seems that this Lei Zun has already calculated it, if he can't rescue him, I'm afraid that everything will be in vain, and his efforts will be in vain", he couldn't help but feel a little higher about this Lei Zun's design, it seems that he has already paved the way for himself.

Looking back, his eyes were full of surprise, and unconsciously, Huang Chan's purple silk had been arranged, and then he saw that as soon as his palm was raised, a black jade bottle was held in his hand, and the other flicked lightly, ejecting the cork away.

Picked up the jade bottle, drank it all, and saw that there were a few traces of scarlet color left at the corners of the mouth, and then the whole body was full of purple rhyme, the purple light was dazzling, like a purple moon, and the purple lines on the side face were actually oozing scarlet color, which was extremely weird. When he opened his mouth, a trace of blood spurted out, fell to the ground, sank to the ground, and disappeared.

Huang Chan couldn't help but say, a light in her hand, a delicate short dagger fell into her hand, and a trace of blood spread out lightly across her wrist, along the purple silk thread, a trace of silk slid down, along the purple silk, purple scarlet.

At first glance, the drop of blood slowly flowed along the purple silk, flowing into the distance, Huang Chan was ruthless, the blood gathered into a blood line, along the purple silk was extremely fast, dyed into a piece of blood red, the blood soaked into the purple silk, turned into a bloodline, and the dark purple lines on the ground were also slowly changing, which was glowing with a few wisps of scarlet.

Huang Chan's face became colder and colder, but her expression became more and more happy, the movements in her hands kept moving, her fists were very tight, the blood was spreading faster and faster, and the dark purple lines on the ground bloomed with it, like blood-colored roses, when they were gorgeous, but there were a few wisps of bloodlust.

Looking at the scarlet color that came out, his eyes were faintly ruthless, a little anxious, he gritted his teeth, his hands were closed, and the two wrists happened to fit perfectly.