Chapter 82: Mid-Kill!

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After killing the two, Wu Feng looked at the black ding on the ground, his eyes flashed, he grabbed it directly with his big hand, and injected his divine thoughts into it, and after seeing that the divine thought mark on the black tripod gradually disappeared, he immediately injected his divine thought mark into it.

After a while, the black tripod confessed that the Lord had succeeded.

At this time, Wu Feng looked in other directions, and immediately saw the elders of the Zhuyin Sect, besieging them in pairs.

These innate powerhouses of the Demon Dao were defeated one after another, and there were more than ten people left, but now there are only three or four left, and it is only a matter of time before they are all defeated.

Wu Feng's heart moved, and he looked at the sky.

I saw Ling'er and the middle-aged strong man entangled together, the golden gourd in Ling'er's hand kept spewing out lilac flames, divided into two streams, one roared like a fire dragon to attack, and the other was like a lotus, firmly guarding her delicate body.

The black ruler in the hand of this middle-aged strong man flew up and down, and he was inseparable from the purple fire dragon.

The middle-aged strong man's face was gloomy, he didn't expect this girl to have such strength, and she didn't fall into disadvantage if she held on for so long. He glanced at it, swept towards his own camp, and was immediately shocked to see that most of the elders he led had fallen at this moment.

A surge of anger rose in his heart, he stared at Ling'er angrily, and suddenly took out a small jade bottle and poured out a light red pill from it.

"Mad Cow Dan!" Ling'er's face changed.

The middle-aged strong man swallowed this pill, the blood in his eyes flashed, and he looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound shook in all directions. The black ruler suddenly bloomed, and the phantom of the tiger attached to it, the pupils turned blood-red, and roared towards Ling'er to devour.

Ling'er was taken aback, and a purple flame erupted from the golden gourd, which resisted in front of him like a wall.

Bang!

The black ruler was like a knife, and it directly broke the wall of fire and galloped like a meteor.

Ling'er's pretty face showed a little panic, she didn't expect that this person actually had a mad cow pill, and at this moment, his strength has skyrocketed, and he is infinitely close to a strong person in the late congenital stage!

She bit her silver teeth and controlled the golden gourd in front of her.

Burst!

The black ruler flashed and hit the golden gourd, and the golden gourd only resisted for a moment before it was bounced away.

Ling'er snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, she clenched her silver teeth, and her fingers quickly pinched a trick, recalled the golden gourd again, and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood on it, the golden gourd immediately shone brightly, the bottle mouth opened, and a surging suction rushed out of the bottle, enveloping the black ruler inside.

The black ruler shook a little, and was immediately swallowed by the golden gourd.

Goo!

After the black ruler was swallowed by the golden gourd, the golden gourd swelled up like a balloon, and a muffled snort came from inside.

Ling'er's pretty face was stern, her eyes stared at the golden gourd without blinking, pinching the magic trick tightly, and the aura in her body was frantically injected into the golden gourd.

The middle-aged strong man looked at this scene coldly, as if he had expected it, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and his lips squirmed slightly.

Sou!

A bloody light burst out from behind Ling'er, hitting the back of her neck like lightning.

When she entered the range of ten zhang, Ling'er's divine thoughts noticed it, her face changed, and a layer of pale white aura shield appeared on her body.

Bang!

The blood light shattered this aura shield and rushed towards her body.

However, at this moment, the blood light suddenly hit a pitch-black wall, and the catapult fell backwards a few feet, revealing the original form of the body, which was a blood-red insect.

At this moment, Ling'er was covered by a black tripod inside.

At the same time, next to this blood worm, a figure suddenly appeared, and grabbed the blood worm as fast as lightning, and with a sudden force of his fingers, the blood worm was pinched and shattered, and a fishy liquid flowed out.

This figure is none other than Wu Feng.

After he killed the blood worm, he raised his hand with a move, and the black tripod rose up and hovered beside him.

Ling'er looked back, and after seeing that it was Wu Feng's figure, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the paleness on her pretty face gradually became ruddy, and she said softly: "Thank you!"

Wu Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's capture this person first." ”

Ling'er was stunned when she heard this, and said with a slightly wry smile: "I have already swallowed the Mad Cow Pill, although it is still within the scope of the medicine at the moment, but this person has also swallowed one, and his strength is close to the late stage, with the two of us, it is impossible to capture it." ”

"How do you know if you don't try. Wu Feng stared at Jin Hu, and suddenly said, "How long can you trap that magic weapon?"

Ling'er hesitated for a moment and said, "If you try your best, one minute at most." ”

Wu Feng's eyes flashed, and he said, "That's enough, you can trap this treasure with all your might." With that, he flew past her without doubt and rushed towards the middle-aged strong man.

When the middle-aged strong man saw the black tripod beside Wu Feng, his face changed, and he said angrily: "Why is this Wanjun Ding in your hands?"

Wu Feng didn't answer, with a flick of silver light from his fingertips, the flying sword turned into a silver rainbow and shot out head-on. At the same time, the black tripod fell from the sky and shrouded the middle-aged strong man like a mountain.

The middle-aged strong man's eyes flashed fiercely, he took out a dark red talisman, chanted words in his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly threw out the talisman.

Bang!

The talisman suddenly burst open, turning into a thick flame, which slowly condensed and formed, and in an instant, it turned into a three-zhang long fire dragon.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, it immediately slammed into the head of the black ding.

Boom~~

Hei Ding was knocked backwards a few feet, but soon the black light flashed, and he rushed forward again, entangled with the fire dragon.

The two forces are almost the same, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat for a while.

The silver flying sword on the other side had already come to the chest of the middle-aged strong man, stabbing down as quickly as a scimitar.

The middle-aged strong man's face changed, and the spiritual energy on his body erupted from his gritted teeth, condensed on his hands, and grabbed the flying sword.

Burst!

The sword flashed, and three fingers fell from the wind.

The silver flying sword flashed and slashed towards the middle-aged strong man again.

The middle-aged strong man's face was pale, and his eyes showed a little fear, he didn't expect this flying sword to be so sharp, and he shredded his aura shield lightly, and when he saw the flying sword killing again, he gritted his teeth violently, spurting out a mouthful of essence blood, and the aura all over his body was agitated.

Airplanes~

A low roar suddenly came from the golden gourd, and then the mouth of the bottle suddenly opened, and the black ruler rushed out of it like lightning.

"Cover!" a cold light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes.

The black ding, which was entangled with the fire dragon, suddenly descended, enveloping the black ruler inside, and falling vertically down like a mountain.

"Damn!" The middle-aged strong man's face changed, and he tried to urge the black ruler, however, although the black ruler wanted to rush out of the black ding, the black ding's falling momentum was too fast, and he directly pressed the black ruler to the ground, even if the black ruler broke through the ground, it was too late to rush to support.

The middle-aged strong man's face was very ugly, so he could only abandon the black ruler and turn around and run away.

Burst!

A flash of silver!

The middle-aged man's body suddenly stopped, and then fell straight from the air, landing on the ground, and a pool of blood spread from under him.

Wu Feng recalled the flying sword and the black ding, at this time, the fire dragon had gradually faded, after all, it was a talisman, although it was powerful, but the continuity was not strong.

Wu Feng landed beside the middle-aged strong man, checked his breath, and confirmed that he was dead before relieving his heart.

Although this middle-aged strong man is in the middle of the congenital stage, he has no magic weapon to protect himself, and he has no resistance at all under the slashing of the flying sword.

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It's a little late.,Shame.,Then the second code is more.,o(>_&1t;)o