Chapter 232: Mo Dongfeng dies
At this moment, Mo Dongfeng only realized that he dared to stay here for a while, he jumped and jumped on the palm of the recovered soul of Jumang, and with the soul of Jumang's spirit, Mo Dongfeng flew away quickly like a cannonball, and with the blessing of huge power, it turned into a blue light, and at the same time, the soul of Jumang gradually dissipated.
"You're waiting here. Zhou Han said lightly to Liu Zhi'er, and then surrounded by purple thunder, the speed was unexpectedly, and he chased after it with a whoosh, leaving only a thunderbolt in the air.
There are also two disciples of the Demon King Sect, or Liu Zhi'er's arms turned, and the arms that turned into a gray python were wrapped and rotated, and after a few circles in mid-air, they suddenly tore the two disciples apart, and the two of them screamed one after another, and their bodies were shattered, blood was sprinkled in the air, and they fell to the ground.
Falling steadily to the ground, Liu Zhi'er looked at the embarrassment in front of him, and said, "You guys leave quickly, after all, this is the area of the Demon King Sect, and it is not safe." ”
"Thank you, Miss Liu Zhi'er, when Zhou Han came back, the girl told him, I'll leave first. He nodded, and immediately beckoned the wind wolves to leave.
Because the power of the soul of Mang's throw out was extremely great, Mo Dongfeng's speed was very fast, but after a distance, his speed slowed down, and he kept running frantically, but Zhou Han still relied on the speed of thunder and lightning, and was rapidly closing the distance.
Mo Dongfeng knew that it was impossible for him to run past Zhou Han, so he immediately crushed a messenger jade talisman, and then stopped, intending to face Zhou Han directly, he had just sent a message to the hall master, as long as he could hold it off, after the hall master arrived, it would be the end of Zhou Han.
"If you don't run, just answer me a few questions. The thunder light fell, and after the sound of breaking the air, Zhou Han appeared in front of Mo Dongfeng.
"The old man knows what you have to ask. Mo Dongfeng exhaled and said: "You just want to ask Zhou Lan's whereabouts, Zhou Lan has such a situation, all blame you Zhou Han!"
"Blame me?" Zhou Han squinted his eyes, Mo Dongfeng nodded and replied: "That's right, if you agreed to the marriage, Zhou Lan would not be imprisoned, but you didn't agree, the hall master was very disappointed in Zhou Lan, not only imprisoned Zhou Lan, but also took away his Nine-Tailed Great Sage inheritance, and now Zhou Lan, like a waste, is locked up in the Golden Bull Palace." ”
"What about you?" Zhou Han heard this, and involuntarily clenched his fists, a little worried about Zhou Lan, and asked in a deep voice: "You."