Even the old man, who had been closing his eyes all along, slowly opened his cloudy eyes at this time.

If someone saw everyone's reaction, they would definitely be shocked to close their mouths, because the strength of these people was at least above the sixth order, and that old man was a real seventh-order Yuan Emperor!

And Rao is such a strong person can show such an expression, you can imagine how terrifying the things or people they encounter should be.

A handsome-looking young man hurriedly stood up, with an unknown expression on his face, glanced at him and asked, "What happened?"

However, no one answered him.

After a long time, a beautiful woman turned to the old man who was sitting upright and asked, "Elder, is it him?"

The old man frowned slightly and said, "I can't be sure for the time being, but it's worth taking a look." ”

...

On the snowy field dozens of miles away from this cave, the group also looked in one direction.

A thin man said disdainfully: "I originally thought that the people of the mercenary union were not vegetarians, but it seems that this is the case. ”

"Yes, it's just a little devil who hasn't developed yet, and it seems that there is some truth to the fact that they haven't been banned for many years. ”

"Okay, since we have encountered it in the Demon Palace, we have to go over and take a look. A calm middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

The same situation happened everywhere, but one thing was that the number of powerhouses this time was not large, but at least they were all above the sixth order!

And this is also an important reason why Mo Zihan has not used this hole card for a long time!

When the purple light gradually faded, only a purple light gate stood in front of Mo Zihan.

Lang Bugou's pupils shrank suddenly, and he actually sensed a trace of the aura of the Purple Yang Defiant Heaven Demon Dragon from that light gate.

What does this mean?

You must know that there are only two people in the world who can have the breath of the Purple Sun Demon Dragon!

In other words, in addition to Mo Zihan in front of him, there are only...

One of the two strongest combat forces in the Tian Yuan Continent!

The current ruler of the Demon Yuan Continent!

Demon Hall Master!

That's an existence whose strength is close to that of a real demon!

Lang Bugou's heart was still hit hard, and his brain "buzzed". Even though the other party hadn't shown up yet, the terrifying coercion had already made his body unable to move at all.

Even the Yuan Force in the body stopped flowing!

It was only at this point that regret appeared in his heart.

He understood that this time, it was he who was wrong.

Perhaps, enough is the waves!

A hint of relief appeared on Mo Zihan's pretty face, her eyes slowly closed, and her body fell into the snow with a soft body.

Dragging Han Lei and the others before almost exhausted the strength she had left, if it weren't for Lang Bugou appearing, she would definitely not be able to hold on to now.

At the turn of the sun and the moon, the figure of the moon has just dispersed, and the sun has not yet appeared, and at this time, the light gate standing on the snow is like a purple sun.

It's just that the purple sun is not transmitting a bright temperature, but a terrifying aura that is enough to shock the heavens and the earth.

A sigh sounded out of nowhere, continuous, long.

Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet at this moment, only this sigh seemed to be spreading to every corner.

As the direct pointer of coercion, Lang Bugou felt it most clearly.

The feeling of suffocation and the pressure of the 10,000-pound boulder fell appeared in every corner of his body, and even his face at this time revealed a bit of purple.

Before the sigh stopped, a slender figure dressed in purple light slowly stepped out of the light gate.

When the light gate gradually faded, the purple light on the slender figure gradually dissipated, and finally revealed his true appearance.

He was dressed in a purple robe, and his long, flowing hair was scattered behind his shoulders.

His appearance is ridiculously handsome, no, it should be more appropriate to describe it as handsome. If the light is compared to the appearance, I believe that there are few women in the world who can compare with him.

The most eye-catching thing is his pair of Danfeng eyes that seem to be able to hook people's hearts, undoubtedly, with the man's tough face line, Danfeng eyes will definitely look nondescript if they are placed on it.

But with him, everything seems so natural.

Especially the purple swirls in those pupils, just one more glance will sink into it.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for Mo Zihan to have a face that captivates the country and the city.

He is the Lord of the Demon Temple!

It's just that his body is a little illusory at this time, more like a projection here.

Yes, this is Mo Zihan's last hole card!

That jade plaque contained a trace of spiritual power from the Demon Hall Master, and if necessary, it could be released by simply crushing the jade plaque.

And at this time, the Lord of the Demon Hall is the embodiment of a trace of spiritual power!

As soon as the Demon Hall Master stepped out, he first glanced back at Mo Zihan on the ground, and then slowly turned his head to look at Lang Bugou in the distance.

When the latter saw the other party looking, he wanted to make a move but couldn't move, and his eyes were full of horror that could not be concealed.

The Demon Hall Master looked indifferent, slowly raised his right hand, and stretched out his slender index finger.

In Lang Bugou's eyes, this process seemed to last for a century, until that index finger gently moved forward...

A purple ray of light shot out without warning, and then straight to the middle of the eyebrows, and then pierced through.

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the light vanished, eventually leaving a bloody hole.

Lang Bugou's gaze became more and more dull, his eyes gradually turned gray, and with the splash of ice and snow, his upper body smashed down.

Only this time, he should never sit up again.

A generation of wave emperors, the head of the Eagle Mercenary Group!

It's fallen!

Avoiding everyone's attention, the first morning light shone on the snow, and the sky grew brighter.

Today's sunshine, however, is not warm.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the snow had already turned into blood, and at this time, it reflected the seeping color in the sunlight.

The countless severed limbs were terrifying, and after all this time, the faint rancid smell made people reluctant to approach.

However, it was in such an environment that a purple-robed man stood in the most central position.

The sunlight shone through him on the ground, making the already illusory body look as if it would dissipate when the wind blew.

Suddenly, the Demon Hall Lord looked in the direction of Han Lei Minghua as if he had a sense.

There, there was still a green glow that was constantly spitting, but the light was slightly weaker than before.

"Nature's body?" muttered the Demon Hall Master, the corners of his mouth curving.

But in the next moment, the Demon Hall Lord was stunned for a moment, and then his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes.

"That's..."

The Demon Hall Master was just about to make a move, when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the end of his vision.

There, a very familiar aura was coming.

The corners of the Demon Hall Master's mouth lifted slightly, and then he turned his head to look at Mo Zihan on the ground.

The former's handsome face gradually softened, and then gradually dissipated along with the body.

And the breath that came soon left after lingering for a few moments.

Everything is calm for the time being.

Sunlight shines on the earth, heralding the beginning of a new day.

However, today's snow still retains the filth of yesterday, which is difficult to make people happy.

The lives of many strong men were buried in this hunting battle, and just as everything was about to end, three people slowly crawled out of the snow.

After they stood up and patted off the snow on their bodies, it was Feng Meng and the others!

At this time, the three of them had one thing in common, the horror in the depths of their eyes had not retreated until now.

Zeng Sheng swallowed his saliva, and said with palpitations: "Then, that's the Demon Hall Master, right?"

Ye Hao smacked his lips and said, "It's really terrifying, but according to the time, it should be just a phantom, right?"

Feng Meng said in a deep voice: "It should be, not to mention the containment of the hall master, if he came in person, we would not be able to live until now." ”

"It is worthy of being a person who can be compared to the master of the temple hall, this hall master of the demon hall is estimated to have the strength of a demon!"

Feng Meng looked into the distance, frowned, and said, "Okay, in order to resist coercion before, our current state is not good, let's get down to business as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the two glanced at each other, and excitement appeared on their faces undisguisedly.

No one thought that they would be the ultimate winners of this hunting battle!

The distance of a few hundred meters is only a moment for the three of them.

Even though the three of them have experienced countless battles and seen a lot of bloody scenes, they can't help but be deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

However, it is understandable that it is human nature to be afraid of natural disasters.

Feng Meng squatted down and put his hand on Mo Zihan's neck, and after a moment stood up and said, "Still alive..."

Just as he turned to look at the two of them, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

I saw Zeng Sheng turn up Han Lei, who was facing the ground with his foot, and then said in surprise: "It's him!"

At this time, Han Lei's body surface had already returned to normal, but what the former didn't notice was that at the same time as he turned his head to look at Feng Meng, Han Lei's eyelids suddenly moved.

Zeng Sheng said: "Commander, it's this kid who has taken us away for so long, we can't cheapen him!"

Seeing this, Feng Meng and Ye Hao didn't say anything, the latter shook his head and stepped forward to pick up Mo Zihan, and then turned his head to look at Zeng Sheng with Feng Meng.

A ruthless color flashed in Zeng Sheng's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped it down while turning his head.

However, what was expected did not happen, Zeng Sheng's pupils shrank, and the hand he originally slapped at Han Lei's head was actually blocked by two arms!

To be precise, it was Han Lei's arms that were instantly raised.

However, Zeng Sheng's reaction was not slow, and he sneered: "Good boy, you're actually awake!" As he spoke, he snorted and slammed his right hand.

Seeing that his arms were about to fall, Han Lei's eyes suddenly widened, his teeth clenched, and he pushed to the side with all his might.

With the help of the snow under his back, Han Lei's body instantly shifted, and at the same time, he curled up his legs, and then kicked towards Zeng Sheng's legs.

The latter was startled, but he could not resist under the slippery snow and could only quickly fall to one side.

Han Lei slid out of the snow for a distance and stopped, then gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, glanced at Minghua not far away, and finally stopped at Mo Zihan in Ye Hao's arms.

A solemn look that was different from the previous gradually appeared in his eyes.

He was indeed awake, in fact before the trio arrived.

After a whole night of treatment by the power of nature in his body, although Han Lei was out of the brink of life and death at this time, he was still seriously injured.

Many organs and bones are damaged, the meridians in the body are not intact, and there is no trace of Yuan Li left.

It can be said that the current Han Lei is only the end of the crossbow.

Feng Meng and Ye Hao glanced at each other, and then looked at Zeng Sheng, who jumped up.

Zeng Sheng subconsciously glanced at the two behind him, and then stared at Han Lei viciously.

Undoubtedly, the posture of the fall just now made him feel extremely humiliated.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Zeng Sheng snorted coldly, and as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly swept towards Han Lei.

The extremely poor state caused the latter's ability in all aspects to drop to the lowest point, so he was blown away by a punch before he had time to react.

"Poof!"

A look of pain appeared on Han Lei's face, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth as he flew upside down.

Zeng Sheng shook his fist, and the corners of his mouth swept up with an arc.

However, in the next moment, his smile instantly froze.

Even Feng Meng and the others couldn't help but be stunned.

Han Lei, who was smashed into the snow not far away, actually stood up again!

Han Lei bent over slightly, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, his eyes were low, but he was staring at Zeng Sheng in front of him.

I saw the corners of his mouth grinning, swaying his body and saying, "Bastard, the master is not dead yet!"

Zeng Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint white light lit up on his hands, and his body swept out again.

This time, he directly used Yuan Li!

A palm slammed into Han Lei's chest, and the sound of rib breaking was clearly audible. His eyes widened, his pupils dilated instantly, and then he flew away and fell into the snow.

Feng Meng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Enough, let's go." Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

It is not difficult to hear that his tone is slightly dissatisfied.

Zeng Sheng glanced coldly in Han Lei's direction, let out a low snort and turned to leave.

But just a few steps after the three of them walked out, a weak shout came from behind them.

Han Lei's face was sluggish, and in his slightly lowered eyes was a pair of pupils that could no longer focus, and he looked at the backs of the three of them, his lips slightly open.

"Put her down..."

The three of them paused, turned around in unison, and puzzled expressions appeared in their eyes at the same time.

In their opinion, the other party's appearance at this time is simply the same as a dead person, but why can he still hold on to it until now?

Just because of this girl?

A trace of anger flashed on Zeng Sheng's face, and he said to himself, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it!" As he spoke, he walked towards Han Lei.

Feng Meng said at the right time: "Slow!"

Zeng Sheng stopped and looked at the former.

Feng Meng continued: "Let him fend for himself, he won't last long." ”

"But..."

Ye Hao said dissatisfiedly: "The head of the regiment has spoken, what else do you want to do? Besides, it's just a child, there is no need to kill them all." ”

Seeing the impatience that gradually appeared on Feng Meng's face, Zeng Sheng had no choice but to give up and follow the three people who went forward.

"No... Can't go!"

Han Lei muttered, and then his feet began to move forward little by little.

In the eyes of others, he looked like a walking corpse at this time.

Ye Hao inadvertently glanced behind him and said, "Commander, he's following us." ”

Feng Meng frowned, this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He said, "Let's speed up!"

The three of them began to run.

Han Lei paused, and then moved quickly.

"No, no, don't go..."

"Leave her behind..."

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