If you want to say that you still can't control your home, attack methods like the flame whip are not something that can be used at will, and the use of blue fire to illuminate before was already a bit out of strength, but when Zhao Xun waved the fire whip again, he found that he could only throw out a little bit of sparks flying wantonly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bad! Obviously, the beastly monster in the darkness was not so easy to finish, and several huge footsteps resounded in front of him, and then Zhao Xun felt a heavy kick in the face, as if he had received a flying kick, and fell directly to the ground under his spittle.

Zhao Xun felt that his jaw was crooked, and he forgot the pain for a while, but his cheeks were a little wooden, and he lay on the ground and took out a mouthful of liquid, judging from the slightest sweetness on the taste, it should be blood, this monster actually has hooves? Otherwise, how could it be so hard? It's like someone has hit me with a stone.

Since it is impossible to judge the opponent's figure at present, so the air control can't be used, but it can't just keep falling to the ground, holding his knees and preparing to stand up, but when his upper body is just standing upright, he was slapped in the face again, this time even something in his nostrils is flowing out, no need to ask, this sour feeling of stimulating the tear ducts is the best proof, and the bridge of the nose is broken...

As the saying goes, scolding doesn't expose shortcomings, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, especially people like Zhao Xun who usually pay attention to their appearance, others can still bear it, even if the arm is broken, it's fine, but if the face is injured, it is equivalent to the reverse scale of a beautiful man! It's definitely going to be in Berserk mode in an instant.

"Ah!!!h Maybe it was because of the ensuing pain, or the anger in his heart, Zhao Xun roared wildly, jumped up as soon as he knelt on his legs, and regardless of whether it was too consumed now, he crackled and frantically projected more than a dozen fireballs into the surrounding darkness, at this time the light finally became a little brighter, but Zhao Xun didn't have the heart to look at the monster's appearance, he just wanted to turn anger into power and quickly burn it into a pile of soot!

Because he is fighting in all directions, and the speed is very fast, so the monster is also easy to be attacked, this kind of fireball similar to a scatter bomb was used as a test at first, after clarifying the direction of the monster, Zhao Xun carried out a linear non-stop bombardment there, and for a while, the blue and faint flames rose up on the monster's body, and finally lit it.

I saw a tall figure in the darkness screaming and jumping up and down, like some kind of necromantic creature from hell.

But Zhao Xun is not ready to stop because of this, in popular terms, he is now killing red eyes, and the shame of his face being injured must not be forgiven, there is a kind of posture of killing gods and killing Buddhas.

Constantly releasing fireballs at the monster that was on fire a few meters in front of him, if he didn't take care of his own flames, he would burn himself, he really wanted to rush up directly and punch and kick, then he would relieve his hatred!

Before, the monster could still use the darkness to hide itself, but now it can't, it is like an invisible person with a white face sprinkled with a layer of blue fire, no matter where it goes, Zhao Xun can see it clearly.

After dozens of seconds of frantic bombardment, the monster let out a last cry similar to a wail, and fell to the ground with a pop, never moving again, but the fire on its body was still burning.

After gasping for breath with a long mouth, Zhao Xun finally couldn't hold on, which is equivalent to an overdraft, and he also rolled his eyes and fainted, falling to the ground in the form of big characters...

In his hazy consciousness, Zhao Xun had a very strange dream, his body was floating in the air on his stomach, and a halo of light around him was slowly spinning, and he was pulled by an unknown force and gradually flew away in a certain direction.

After a while, it seemed as if he had finally reached the end of his drift, but he still couldn't move even a finger, but his eyes narrowed slightly, observing the situation around him in a trance.

At this time, he seemed to see a very large black shadow above, probably from the place of his head, and two dim red halos burst out from the place of his head, staring directly at him.

From the red light that resembled the outline of his eyes, Zhao Xun actually distinguished a strange sneer, as if a giant hundreds of times larger than his own volume was salivating and admiring the food on his plate, this feeling was too terrifying, but Zhao Xu did not have the idea of resisting, because now his spirit is really very weak, and it is a miracle to be able to maintain a vague consciousness.

Then, there was an extremely low and ethereal voice in his ears, which could not distinguish between men and women or even the source, and the voice came from all directions, perhaps the behemoth whispering.

"You are excellent~~~ Don't surrender to any other power~~ No one is better than you"

"What? Who's talking? Who are you? Zhao Xun responded to the ghost-like voice in a dreamy tone, and even he couldn't be sure if it was an auditory hallucination.

However, as if the instigator in the void was answering him with the most direct act, he did not pay attention to his question, but continued to his own thoughts, "I lend you the power ~~~ It can make you invincible, and even contend with the gods, as long as you nod your head and admit your superiority, you can obtain this power for free... ”

"Really? What kind of power is that? Zhao Xun didn't understand why he said this, but the voice seemed to be full of infinite attraction and persuasiveness, and it was occupying his heart little by little.

"Your parents never understood you~~~ Friends didn't really appreciate you~~~ Why? Is it just because you have abilities that are many times stronger than theirs? ~~ This is undoubtedly your biggest veto"

Hearing this, Zhao Xun was even more puzzled, and frowned, "How do you know about me?" ”

"I know anything~~~ Don't doubt your strength anymore, accept my gift, you don't need to bow to other things anymore~~~"

。。。。。。

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Xun opened his tired eyes, as if he had slept for a long, long time, and when he sat up, he found that all the pain in his body had miraculously disappeared, as if he had never been injured.

After clearing his chaotic thoughts a little, he only remembered that he was fighting an unknown monster in an extremely dark room before he fainted, and then after the monster was knocked down, he was also in shock due to excessive consumption.

But the place in front of you doesn't seem to be the room you used to be, right? Because it is no longer endless darkness, but instead of an empty, normal rough house.

A few meters away at his feet, there was a large mass of charred stuff that smelled pungent from it, and the only thing in the room, which was a pair of swan wings made of white plaster that had been unfolded and two feet in size, hung on the wall next to the door.

Zhao Xun took off the two halves of the wings, sandwiched them in the creaky nest, and then scratched the back of his head vigorously with one hand, as if everything was so unreal.

What's wrong with you? If you extrapolate from memory.,It's supposed to be after the monster was hit.,The darkness faded.。。。 Then it suddenly became clear, but what Zhao Xun was puzzled about was not this, but why couldn't he feel any pain on his body? I was obviously hit with a heavy face before, not only that, but even the throat that was strangled by the female ghost in black at the beginning didn't hurt anymore, could it be that my physique had reached the level of self-recovery after a sleep, right? How long did you sleep? Also, the dream and the magical voice are still vivid in my mind until now, deeply engraved in Zhao Xun's memory. (To be continued.) )