"Heisha, although this kid is only the strength of the seventh order of the Chongmai Realm, he is really a little weird, I'm afraid that there are some secret methods and other life-saving hole cards on him, even if you make a move just now, you may not be able to win that kid. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info if you are not convinced, try it yourself. ”

The old man in the blood robe replied coldly to the old man in the black robe.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly unceremoniously: "A mere seventh-order kid in the Chongmai Realm, this seat will definitely make him annihilated!"

As he spoke, the black-robed old man instantly turned into a black light and shot out of the main hall.

The old man in the blood robe had a cold face, but he didn't say anything more, and the blood on the side turned into two blood rays, and followed the footsteps of the old man in the black robe......

......

"Senior sister!"

After Zichen flew out of the hall with Zi Crazy on his back, he shouted towards the nearby tree.

Ziyu hid in the canopy of the tree, and had been waiting anxiously for a long time. Hearing Zichen's shout, she immediately flew down the tree.

Seeing that Zichen really rescued Zi Mad out, Zi Yu's face was happy, but before she could speak, Zi Chen hugged her in her arms, and then rushed towards the outside of the square.

At this time, the black fog at the entrance of the main hall exploded, and the black-robed old man quickly chased after him with a cloud of black smoke.

"Boy, where to go!"

The black-robed old man's eyes were full of light, his movements did not match the old man's figure at all, and his left palm was fiercely towards the void in front of him, and he shook violently a few times, and suddenly a dazzling black light burst out from his palm.

The space suddenly became gloomy and cold, and Zichen was running at full speed, and he could feel that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees in an instant, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and he glanced back.

This glance made Zichen's pupils contract violently, as he saw a shuddering black mist erupt, expanding rapidly like a wave, like a giant beast that was about to swallow him in one bite.

This black mist is cold and eerie, full of the evil aura of death, and even the faces of people in the form of black mist can be seen rolling in pain, and the piercing strange wails spread along the yin wind, hitting the fear in the depths of the soul is terrifying.

Zichen looked at this black mist, and instantly knew that this black mist was definitely not something he could compete with now, if he wanted to collide with this black mist now, he was afraid that it would be extinguished more than a hundred times!

"This is the black wind of the Demon Dao, be careful!"

Zi Mad looked at the old man, recognized the horror of this black mist at a glance, and immediately shouted anxiously to remind Zichen.

The sound of Zi Mad reminding fell, and the black mist swooped over, engulfing the figures of Zichen and the other three.

For a while, the black fog was pervasive, and the ghosts were full of ghosts, whether it was trees or masonry in the space, everything that was touched by the black fog immediately "sizzled" and was corroded into black powder in a short period of time.

Glancing at the raging black fog in front of him, the black-robed old man's eyes sank, and instead of being excited, he threw himself in front of the black fog with a little surprise.

Seeing the position of the black-robed old man's gaze, suddenly a figure flashed, and Zichen's figure appeared. Then, Zichen's figure blurred again and disappeared without a trace, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared more than ten zhang in front of him.

"Uh-huh...... Black, this is what you call the destruction of form and spirit?"

A sneering and sarcastic voice came, and the blood-robed ancestor and the blood-robed ancestor appeared behind the black-robed old man. The blood-robed old ancestor was so sarcastically speechless by the black-robed old man that he naturally seized the opportunity at this time and returned unceremoniously.

The old man in the black robe had a dead black complexion, but at this time, he was so sarcastic by the old man in the blood robe that his face was so black that he could drip ink. At the same time, he hated Zichen even more for the old face that made him lose his old face, and without saying a word, his body turned into a black wind again, chasing after Zichen at high speed.

After a few successive "Wind Shuttle Technique", Zichen couldn't help but breathe a lot heavier, and the feeling of emptiness in the meridians became more and more intense.

Although the cost of this "Wind Shuttle Technique" is much lower than before, it is still not small, especially when used continuously. And Zichen just doesn't have a means of restoring Yuan Force such as "Hui Yuan Dan", and this consumption is even more obvious.

In addition to the continuous "Wind Shuttle Technique", the "three" entrance in Zichen's body was still open at this time, and Zichen's speed had basically reached the limit. But what made Zichen frown was that the old man in black robe and the old man in blood robe were so powerful that they were still chasing him closely when he had gone all out, and narrowed the distance between him and him little by little.

The consumption of the "Wind Shuttle Technique" is not small, but if Zichen grits his teeth, he can still hold on for a while, and the most deadly thing at this time is the continuous opening of the three entrances in the body, which has been rapidly burning Zichen's vitality.

It is impossible for Zichen to continue to open the three entrances for too long, but once the three entrances are closed, the physical potential will immediately return to the original, and Zichen's speed will be greatly reduced. Once this is the case, being chased by the black-robed old man and the blood-robed old man is simply a matter of a few blinks of an eye.

Glancing back at the two clouds of black mist and blood light that followed, Zichen gritted his teeth, feeling an unprecedented crisis in his heart, and suddenly lost the slightest confidence in escaping safely with Zimad and Ziyu.

"If it really doesn't work, I can only try to break through the six entrances in my body and see if I can kill these two people with a few moves......"

Zichen frowned, and quietly made a decision in his heart.

But Zichen actually understands that once the "Six Dao" entrances are opened, it may cause irreversible damage to himself, not to mention, even if he is in the heyday of his body, he is afraid that he can only hold on for a few breaths. In this little bit of time, trying to kill two top figures of the Demon Dao is simply a gamble with a very low probability of winning, and the stake is your own life!

Just when Zichen made up his mind, a faint sigh suddenly came from his back. Zichen's brows sank, and he was about to ask, when he suddenly felt the purple madness on his back turn over, and he actually stretched out his arms, wrapping him and Ziyu in his left and right hands respectively.

Zichen was taken aback and said, "Master......"

"Don't talk!"

Zi Mad interrupted Zichen's words, and then bit the tip of his tongue, and when he opened his mouth, a cloud of blood mist erupted. This blood mist was extremely weird, and it instantly attached itself to Purple Mania's body, decorating Purple Maniac into a bloody man.

Almost at the same time, the black-robed old man and the blood-robed old man had already chased closer to a distance of less than thirty steps, which was already close to the range of most spell attacks. The black-robed old man took the lead, with a hideous sneer on his face, and raised his left palm.

Just when the black-robed old man was about to attack, the next moment, he and the blood-robed ancestor behind him stood in place dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost...... (To be continued.) )