Lang Xing didn't dare to use bronze armor to protect him anymore, the consumption was too great, and he only had a bottle of energy liquid, and he had already drunk it, he had to preserve his strength.

He had never been so embarrassed, constantly rolling on the ground, dodging the attack of the wings of the demon Ethan, while thinking sadly, when had Uncle Ben been humiliated like this!

However, the energy liquid is more powerful than the energy drink, which not only restores his overall strength to the best state, but also feels that there seems to be endless power in his hands, and he is faintly hot.

Narrowly avoiding a wave of attacks from Demon Ethan again, Lang Xing glanced at his hands and felt that something was wrong, the palms of his hands felt hotter and hotter, what was going on?

Langxing's heart gave birth to an impulse similar to that when he received the express, he wanted to tear the express by hand.

At this time, Ethan's wings stabbed him again, and Lang Xing didn't react in time for a while, and was hit with a bone spur, and let out a loud roar from his mouth.

Ethan's wingtips pierced his shoulder blades, lifting him up, and with a hard flick, Langxing's body soared into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, smashing into a deep pit.

Lang Xing's eyes were red with pain, and he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, bright red blood constantly flowing from his pierced shoulder. He's fed up with the demons' endless teasing and torment, and decides to take a quick fix!

The wolf roared, Lang Xing rushed forward at full speed, and before Ethan's pair of demon wings were caged, he stretched out his hands upward, jumped into the air, grabbed the tail of the opponent's two wings, concentrated all the energy in his body on his hot hands, and jumped onto the back of Demon Ethan. Almost as soon as he hit the ground, he stomped his feet, grabbed the demon wing's hands and pulled them back.

"Click"

"Roar!"

The same sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a demonic roar, a demonic roar that seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Originally, he was just holding the mentality of taking a gamble, but he didn't expect it to really succeed! The pair of demon wings with terrifying attack power were really broken by him!

Lang Xing was only surprised for a moment, feeling that the demon who was trampled under his feet began to struggle, trying to stand up, he immediately cheered up, knelt on the back of the demon Ethan with one leg, and was so hot that he wanted to find a place to vent his energy with his hand clenched into a fist and smashed it towards the opponent's spine.

"Roar"

Demon Ethan struggled frantically, and Lang Xing was almost thrown off by him, grabbing the roots of his broken wings before barely steady.

As Lang Xing's fists rained down, Demon Ethan's roar gradually lowered. It wasn't until it was certain that he had completely lost his ability to move, and his hot hands finally stopped being hot, and Lang Xing rolled from Ethan's back to the ground in collapse.

He just hit Ethan's vertebrae with his fist frantically with a desire to survive, and at this time, the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, and his clenched fist was weakly spread out and hung down at his side, trembling constantly, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. If Ethan fought back at this time, then he would have to wait for death.

Ethan was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, but his consciousness was still clear, and his heart was turned upside down, damn it! Who is this kid sacred? He has such a powerful power that even his demonic power cannot match. He never thought that one day he would lose to an oriental werewolf, it is said that he is still just a rookie, and the more Ethan thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes.

Lang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground tremblingly, and kicked Ethan on the ground, "Hey, buddy, can you still stand up?"

"What do you say?" said Ethan, angrily. His demonic power was concentrated in his vertebrae, and now that his bones were broken and his demonic power dissipated, it would take time to reassemble.

"I'm sorry, I'm also here to protect myself. Lang Xing said and took a breath, scooped Ethan from the ground, and carried it on his shoulder, "I'll take you out." ”

Demon Ethan was shocked, didn't this kid kill him completely? If he won by himself, he would definitely kill his opponent completely to prove how strong he was.

"Why didn't you kill me?" he asked.

Lang Xing was silent, and slowly walked out of the enchantment step by step, the moment he saw Wu Xiaoluo standing at the edge of the square, his resolute gaze instantly softened, and a sunny smile was raised, "Dude, don't you have someone you want to see alive?"

Ethan was stunned for a moment, and then the figure of a human boy appeared in his mind, looking at him gently and trustingly, and said, "Ethan, I am waiting for your triumphant return." ”

"Joe" his lover, although he did not triumph, but lost, but he was still able to return to his lover's side!

"Thank you!"

Ethan was just about to thank the other party for not killing him, but he was thrown to the ground by the damn oriental werewolf, and he wailed in pain.

"Lang Xing!" Wu Xiaoluo saw Lang Xing coming out of the enchantment, and hurriedly greeted him, supporting his crumbling body. Seeing that he was covered in blood, he was frightened and hurriedly said to Medanzo, "Sir, can you send a car to take him to the hospital?"

"Let me help him. Medanzo walked over and put a hand on the wound on Lang Xing's shoulder, and a golden light emitted from the palm of his hand, only to see that the blood hole healed quickly, and it became intact in less than a minute. If it weren't for a hole in his clothes and the blood still not dry, it would be as if he had never been injured.

It turned out that Mei Danzuo still had the ability to heal, Wu Xiaoluo and Lang Xing were grateful at the same time: "Thank you!"

"It's a gesture. Medanzo smiled faintly.

"Hey, Angel Mentor, look at me, I'm hurt too. Ethan, the demon who had been thrown to the ground by Lang Xing, shouted.

As if he hadn't heard, Mei Danzuo called Lang Xing and Wu Xiaoluo aside, took out his mobile phone, and humbly asked: "I just started watching this drama, can you help me explain the difference between Niangniang and Eniang?"

The two looked at their mobile phones and saw that what was being played on it turned out to be a palace fighting drama that was very popular now, and they immediately became messy, and they couldn't help but look up at Medanzo strangely.

The noble angel mentor actually likes to watch the TV series of Gong Dou, my Great Heavenly Empire, and it is really powerful!

Wu Xiaoluo was about to open her mouth to explain the meaning of these two words, when she heard the shout of the demon Ethan behind her: "Hey, I know this, I'm also watching this show." Angel Mentor, as long as you help me heal, I will tell you, and if you don't understand anything, you can discuss it with me!"

Medanzo thought for a second, then turned and walked over, placing his hand on the demon's back, a golden light emitting from his palm, "You can say it now." ”

While receiving treatment, the demon Ethan began to explain to him: "Niangniang is the king's woman, and her status is more noble than ordinary women, and Eniang is the meaning of mother. ”

"What does Brother mean, Brother?" said Angel Mentor Medanzo humbly asked.

"Brother is the son of the king and will have a chance to inherit the throne in the future. Demon Ethan asked gossip, "Which woman do you think is the most beautiful?"

"I like her"

When a demon and an angel were discussing which of the most beautiful lords in the harem was in perfect harmony, Wu Xiaoluo and Lang Xing gradually petrified in the summer breeze of Turin.

The two couldn't help but start to suspect that they had gone to the wrong crew, and it was okay for the actors who troubled the drama to leave the Xiuxian crew

The square behind the monastery is calm, and the sun shines on the ancient stone bricks, like an old man who has been through the vicissitudes of life, telling a long history.

When the elegant bells rang, a group of monks in black robes quietly walked outside the square, the sound of the bells echoing in the summer tranquility.

In the enchantment in the square, it was a different scene. The two figures, one white and one silver, flew up and down, entangled together, and various explosions and collisions continued to be emitted in the air.

The white figure gradually fell to the ground, and was knocked to the ground by the silver figure.

"Suffer death, ghost from the East. The man's long silver hair was scattered at the side of his face, and the black wand in his hand spewed out a cloud of purple smoke and quickly struck his opponent who was trampled under his feet.

Xiao Luo said yesterday that elves are all good people, but she seems to have forgotten to say that there is still a kind of dark elf in this world.

After Bai Luochuan and his communication opponent, the elf prince Filly, who was very polite and had no aristocratic frame at all, walked into the enchantment of the square together, he knew what it meant not to judge people by their appearance.

The originally easy-going elf prince suddenly changed his face, and his original silver-gray eyes instantly turned completely black, and the whites of his eyes were completely wrapped in pure black, looking black and empty, which was extremely weird.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm a dark elf, a ghost from the East, please accept death!" said Prince Fili, a wand appearing in his hand, and the wand surged with evil dark power.

Say that you are kind and kind, kind and friendly

Bai Luochuan's heart was broken at this time, and he didn't expect that Prince Philip, who seemed to be polite, turned out to be an evil militant and would kill him when he came up.

When the wand in Prince Philly's hand sent out a bolt of lightning, Bai Luochuan's body quickly retreated, and at the same time violently threw out the dust, and the ghost qi formed an icy air flow that hit the lightning emitted by Prince Philly, and a burst of sparks suddenly burst into the air, making a loud "crackling" sound.

Although it was only three days, Bai Luochuan's training in the temporary cramming combat system was indeed very effective, and his reaction power was much faster.

Prince Filly didn't seem to expect his reaction to be so fast, and he was slightly stunned, and his dark eyes seemed to be even darker.

Bai Luochuan only felt that he had fallen into a black whirlpool, and his mind gradually became dull.

"Xiaochuan, wake up!" "Old Taijun Lingbai, the dust whisker, felt that his master's soul consciousness had become chaotic, and hurriedly shouted.

Bai Laotaijun's voice seemed to come from a long distance in Bai Luochuan's ears, faintly and inaudible. At this moment, he felt as if he was floating in a black sea, up and down, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Bai Luochuan's soul body floated in mid-air, his eyes were closed, and the expression on his face looked very painful. Prince Philip, the dark elf, smiled warily, and the wand in his hand slowly raised, sending out a dark purple electric current towards Bai Luochuan's head.

A tingling sensation came, and Bai Luochuan's soul consciousness suddenly woke up from the dark and dreary water, and he felt that something seemed to be disappearing in his soul consciousness, that is

Bai Luochuan opened his eyes and hissed, "Grandma Bai!"

The scene in front of him made his soul tremble violently.

I saw that the dust was in front of him, and the dark purple light crackled around the white jade handle, and the dust that had not had a few left, was scorched black and bare at this time. But Fuchen still insisted on resisting Prince Fili's lightning attack, but the moon-white aura on the white jade handle had gradually weakened, and it seemed more and more difficult.

"Grandma Bai, don't die! Don't die, woo" Bai Luochuan hugged the dust in his arms, crying and injecting the ghost qi in his body into the dust, but there was a stop from Old Taijun Bai in his mind: "Xiao Chuan, it's useless, I've been scarred in various battles for many years, and when it comes to you, I can only resist the last ghost king-level attack, today is Xiao Chuan, good boy, you have to take care of yourself in the future, Grandma Bai can't be by your side anymore"

The dust used up the last trace of spiritual power, and the moon-white spiritual light completely dimmed.

"Grandma Bai, don't die, don't die" Bai Luochuan hugged the bleak dust in despair, and his heart seemed to have been dug out and empty.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful weapon, but it's a pity that you don't have a second chance, so die"

Before the word "bar" could be spoken, he felt a huge murderous aura rushing towards him, and in the next second, he could only make a single sound, his neck moved slightly, his eyes were unusually big, and he looked at the knife in front of him in disbelief, "How can you"

Immediately, the murderous aura of thousands of troops completely penetrated his skull, and a wisp of soul was cut out by the blade, and just as he wanted to float to the sky, he was instantly sucked into the blade of the knife, leaving no sound.

The body of the dark elf Prince Philip fell, his eyes still wide, as if telling his unwillingness and disbelief.

"Kill, pay for your life, Grandma Bai, I have avenged you!" Bai Luochuan knelt on the ground, picked up the dust whisk that had been halved by the power of thunder and lightning on the ground, and squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

Ever since he got the white jade whisk from the God of Wealth and signed a contract with the machine spirit Bai Taijun, Grandma Bai has always protected him and treated him as if he were his own grandson. Since becoming a ghost, except for the three partners, Grandma Bai is the closest person to him, although there is no soul body, but he has also treated her as if she was his own grandmother.

Originally, he didn't want to use the Soul Slaying Knife, but if it weren't for this dark elf killing the White Grandma, he wouldn't have summoned the Soul Slaying Knife. But he must avenge his grandmother!

Bai Luochuan knelt on the ground, looking murderously at Prince Philip who had fallen to the ground, and the thought of breaking him into pieces became stronger and stronger.

The soul slashing knife in his hand swung towards the corpse, but at the last moment, it stopped less than a centimeter away from Prince Philly's corpse.

Bai Luochuan's soul body trembled, and he came to his senses, just now he was affected by the god-killing Chiyou in the soul slashing knife?

Fortunately, he was awake at the last moment, otherwise he would not have become a devil who would not even let go of the corpse.