Chapter Twenty-Five: The Power of the Pseudo-Soul Eater Bead (Ask for Recommendation and Collection)

"You ......"

Rong Rong grabbed Xiaochen's shirt and looked up at the person who was running wildly with her.

Although there is no sun and moon in the mountains and forests, Rong Rong can still "clearly" feel that the person in front of her is not very old.

Why did he save me?

Why are the people behind chasing him?

And what is the light coming out of his hand?

Rong Rong's head was full of questions.

"Don't talk, get out of here. ”

Listening to this slightly immature voice, Rong Rong nodded without coming. This man, whom he had never met, actually gave him a sense of security and trust.

Rumble!

A cyan spirit yuan exploded at Xiao Chen's feet, and the impact of the qi wave made Xiao Chen's right foot slip, his center of gravity was unstable, and he rushed forward.

Before his body touched the ground, he spun and slid a few feet on the ground.

Rong Rong in her arms closed her big eyes tightly, feeling like she had hit a soft cushion.

There were no injuries.

The moment Rong Rong opened her eyes, the cyan glow magnified in her eyes, and she was about to engulf herself in the next moment.

Just when Rong Rong felt that this cyan glow engulfed her, a white light blocked in front of her.

Burst!

Xiaochen's Spirit Yuan Barrier didn't last long, and cracked like broken glass.

The ghostly light broke through the Lingyuan barrier and hit Xiaochen's body, and Xiaochen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards for several feet and fell to the ground.

Ahem, ahem!

Xiaochen propped himself up, stared at the black shadow, and said, "Are you so sure that what he said is true?"

"Hahaha, I only believe half of what he said, but you do have a secret on you!"

The black shadow slowly walked towards Xiaochen and said.

Rong Rong looked at the black shadow that came over in horror, and hurriedly ran to Xiaochen's side to help Xiaochen up.

The little face was full of fear, and the black shadow could actually speak! Is it a human, a demon, or a ghost?

"Hey, you're the granddaughter of the old ghost, hehehe, it seems that not only can you get a baby, but you can also get that baby, hehehe, it seems that God treats me well, and I have all the opportunities to go further, hehehe. ”

The black shadow laughed wildly, and two rays of light flashed and stared at Xiaochen and Rongrong.

Rong Rong was stared at by this black shadow, as if she was in a thousand-year-old cold pool, her whole body trembled, and a chill that pierced the secluded mansion swept through, and the spirit yuan in Xiaochen's hand flashed, grabbed Rong Rong's wrist, and dispelled the fear in her heart.

This person is not an Orthodox Monk, this kind of eye-catching eyes, and the feeling that the fluctuation of the spiritual element gives Xiaochen is an Evil Dao Monk.

"Badass, you are all badass, let my grandfather teach you a lesson!"

Rong Rong was washed away by the spirit yuan that Xiaochen entered into her body, and shouted after washing away the fear and fright in her heart.

"Hehe, yes, it's a pity, your grandfather can't come here, otherwise I really can't do it. ”

"After running such a long way and saying so many words, it's time to send you on your way, since you don't plan to hand over that treasure, huh!"

"I can only kill you and take it myself. ”

After that, the black shadow, the two ghostly lights in his hand gathered, only to hear the sound of stomping, the black shadow with two ghostly lights bounced into the air, sighing, with two ghostly lights out of the long tail rushed towards the direction of Xiaochen.

"Go and hide behind a big tree. ”

Rong Rong heard that she ran to the side of the big tree, revealing half of her head, looking at the two lights that were about to fight together.

Seeing Rong Rong dodging away, Xiaochen quickly gathered the spirit yuan in the meridians in the palm of his hand, stepped forward, and the Nine Heavens Xuanyuan was completely operational, and the nine ringing fists in his arms!

The two ghostly lights came in an instant, and collided with the white mang in Xiaochen's hand, boom!

Xiaochen was not an opponent at all, he was just blown away by the face, and he fell to the ground hard, click, a crisp bone cracking sound came, this fall, broke two ribs, Xiaochen only felt that his five organs were displaced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The qi and blood in his chest were tumbling, and he secretly said in his heart, the gap between the current cultivation and the cultivators of the Ning Yuan Realm was like a ravine, insurmountable.

That man couldn't hold a move with all his might.

Strength, strength!

Without strong strength, you can only be beaten and unable to fight back.

Now Xiaochen's desire for strength is stronger than usual, this person will not let Xiaochen leave at all, as long as Xiaochen is injured and something is taken, there is only one result, Xiaochen dies!

Every time the figure took a step, Xiaochen's heart shrank violently, and the shadow of death shrouded Xiaochen's heart, damnable, Lao Tzu can't die yet, the revenge has not been avenged, I really want to know, I am unwilling!

Wow –

A dazzling white mang on his chest rose to the sky, dissipating instantly, and the moment the white mang disappeared made Xiaochen jump up from the ground as if he had taken the Anti-Heaven Divine Pill, and take the lead in attacking the black shadow.

A few rays of moonlight pierced through the dense foliage and fell to the ground, the black shadow revealing its white teeth, and two ghostly eyes burned in its eyes.

"Boom!"

"Sure enough, it's kind of interesting. ”

The two ghostly lights in his hands were like lights, illuminating the space around him, exposing his black robe shrouded in the night, exposing him to Xiao Chen's sight, the person was wrapped from head to toe in a wide black robe, revealing half of his face like a dried corpse, and the cyan flames in his eyes were burning brighter, burning more and more.

Just when Xiaochen's palm Lingyuan was patted, the two flames shot out with a bang, Xiaochen's feet froze, and two flames flashed with a twist of his body, and just when Xiaochen flashed two flames, a big dry hand pushed Xiaochen's chest with a ghostly light Lingyuan.

Xiao Chen's unparalleled combat experience allowed his body to avoid a palm in a bizarre, unreasonable posture.

The black-robed strange man snorted lightly, snort!

The other palm was launched instantly, and a huge force was pushed off before it hit Xiaochen's body, the gap between the two was too big, Xiaochen had no way to do it, and the fourth level of the Quenching Body Realm fought against the middle stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, even if there was a treasure against the sky, it would be useless.

Rumble!

Burst!

A long line of blood erupted from Xiao Chen's mouth, and the black shadow instantly flashed in front of Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's body in mid-air had nowhere to borrow strength, even if he had strength, he couldn't use it, the black-robed monster turned his palm into a fist, and hit Xiao Chen's body with a puff.

With every punch, Xiaochen spat out a mouthful of blood, the bones on his body were broken, the muffled sound of punches reaching the flesh, the crisp sound of bones breaking in his body, and Xiaochen's screams, making the smile on the corner of the black-robed weirdo's mouth even stronger.

After the eleventh punch, the black-robed stranger's calf bent, Xiao Chen didn't know what he was going to do, this one, Xiao Chen's spine was broken, and he would be completely abolished and reduced to a waste.

Do you dare!

Suddenly, a crazy suction force within three feet instantly sucked the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and a spirit yuan vortex appeared in Xiao Chen's hand, and the spirit yuan in Xiao Chen's meridians poured in frantically, and that suction directly made the movements of the black-robed strange man slow down instantly.......

"Ahh

"What is this!"

Ah——h

The hoarse voice of the black-robed strange man came, as if he had encountered something terrified, and he hugged his head and shouted.

"If you want me to die, don't drag you to hell, how is my style!"

Xiaochen sneered.