The 42nd Cave of Sorrow (6)

A trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, Wan Yan Feng looked at the black and white impermanence hatefully, and fell to the ground lightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After doing everything, Hei Wuchang sneered and looked at Yan Feng, and said lightly: "Little doll, we really have fate, we met again, but your meeting gift is really beyond my expectations!"

"Shocking!"

"Shocking!"

Tang Yanshan threw the mace on the ground, only to see that his face sank, and he shouted: "Shocking...!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Yanshan's body was paralyzed and knelt on the ground, and he subconsciously hugged the stunning white jade, but for a moment his face was as pale as ash in an instant, followed by a kind of despair and a trace of heartache.

Wan Yanfeng's face was on the side, and he couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, and his originally indifferent, strong face couldn't stop shedding tears, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Wanyan ......" At this time, Jinghong Baiyu snorted weakly.

Wan Yan Feng smiled slightly, it was just so far-fetched, blood was flowing, and he clearly sensed that the life of the amazing white jade was passing rapidly, and his originally bewitching and handsome face became so haggard at this time.

In an instant, Yan Feng's eyes turned red, and he unconsciously had a little starlight in his eyes, and the bitterness in his heart quietly occupied his heart.

"Jinghong, you kid hold it for me!" Ye Tian's voice became choked, he gently stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, and his heart began to hurt involuntarily.

"I ...... Only...... Knowing that you will, it's okay......" In a trance, Bai Yu felt so tired, but despite the blood flowing, he still showed a touch of bohemianism, as if even if he died, he had to be dashing, but in Wan Yanfeng's opinion, this was undoubtedly the most handsome smile in the world.

Jinghong Baiyu stretched out a trembling hand, he tried to grab Wan Yan Feng's hand, but the weakness of his body made him a little unwilling, Wan Yan Feng subconsciously held his hand when he saw this, "Hold on, I won't want you to die...!

Facing Yan Feng's angry shouting, Jinghong Baiyu shook his head with a wry smile, and then said with a smile: "Peony flower...... It's also romantic to die and be a ghost, but ...... It's not a peony, it's an iceberg, and it's content......" After speaking, the eyes of the white jade were slow... Closed, using the last of his strength......

"Stinky boy, you get up for me! Believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Tang Yanshan At this moment, his heart was no longer controllable, and he didn't want to control it, he roared furiously!

Wan Yanfeng also closed his eyes and raised his head, as if to stop the tears from flowing out.

"I'm going to kill you!" Tang Yanshan stood up suddenly, his long black hair flying violently! He looked at the black and white impermanence and became furious!

"General Tang, please mourn!"

Aotian and Elder Ling, who had already opened their eyes, looked at it silently for a long time, and a trace of depression flashed on their faces, only to see Elder Ling standing next to him pull out the long sword behind his back with a backhand "brush", and then he swiped with one hand, drawing a spell in the air, and immediately attached it to the long sword.

In the blink of an eye, a long rainbow crossed the sky, and the cold light of the sword body trembled. The word "beheading" is even more dazzling in the light, and it is so cold that it makes people tremble.

A sneer crossed his face, and he slowly took a few steps back, and couldn't help but say, "Elder Ling is so majestic!"

Without speaking, Elder Ling snorted in a low voice, holding the sword trick in his hand, the long sword pierced the sky, and there were words in his mouth: "Heavenly thunder help me, kill demons and demons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, the dark clouds above his head were thick, and they kept rolling, and then the lightning roared above the dark clouds, and even the air within a radius of several miles was filled with lightning, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

Between heaven and earth, killing intent abounded, and the wind was raging, constantly condensing in a small space.

Suddenly black and white impermanence was startled, his face was as pale as dirt at this time, his body trembled, and his eyes leaked a trace of surprise,

"......" Suddenly, Black Impermanence's face changed, and he only felt a chill coming from behind him, and then he saw Elder Ling standing behind him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap fell, and a bolt of lightning above the dark clouds fell horizontally to the feet of the black impermanence, and his face was startled, and he quickly dodged to the right.

When he was stunned, a thunderbolt appeared on his right side, accompanied by a fierce and irritable breath, black impermanence didn't have time to be surprised, his palm gathered and gathered into a sharp palm wind and split out!

Boom! Corpse poison and thunder touch, instantly canceled out!

Next, countless thunderbolts also seemed to emerge one after another, constantly falling from the left, right, back, and front.

Boom Boom Boom!

After seven or eight moves, Hei Wuchang was finally exhausted and panting, he tried to forcibly stop the damaged meridians in his body, but his body trembled, and he opened his mouth and a column of blood spurted out: "No! This day the thunder is too strong, the deterrent power makes it difficult for me to resist, go on like this..."

Hei Wuchang's face darkened, and in an instant, a paleness and powerlessness spread out of his body, this day Lei was already the world's gangqi, and the ghost qi was naturally difficult to resist.

At this time, the energy emanating from Elder Ling's body quietly calmed down, and he flew out of the ground, only to hear Elder Ling shouting. He flipped his sword violently, and the thunder fell into the body of the sword, and the sword qi turned into a thunder dragon and shot straight at the black impermanence.

Hei Wuchang's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, but he suddenly felt that he was not Ling Yun's opponent, and for the first time, he felt desperate and retreated.

"Don't hurt my brother!" Suddenly, a white shadow came quickly, and in the shouting, Bai Wuchang's face sank, pulling Black Impermanence with one hand, and grasping with five fingers with the other, condensing ten successful forces to grasp Lingyun.

Driven by the "Thousands of Corpses and Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms", the purple and dark corpse poison turned into a hideous and terrifying skull, and even if Elder Ling was at the peak of his palm, he would immediately die.

Seeing this, the corners of Yan Feng's mouth lifted, and in an instant, a peerless sharp and fierce aura emanated from his body, and he wanted his true qi to run and hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, and "True Fantasy Sword Duel" started.

"Break!" shouted in a low voice, and a sword was a sword at the skeleton in front of him, and the air was instantly shaken by the energy, and a scream and thunder rushed out of the skeleton corpse at the same time, and then it was hit hard!

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the poisonous gas was instantly dispersed!

"Little sister...... Startled at this, Black and White Impermanence used all his body strength to suddenly burst back! At the same time, a puff of white smoke rose everywhere, trying to escape.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, a purple figure flickered out of thin air, and in the direction of the black and white impermanence escape, a six-pointed star appeared on the ground, and with a step, the purple light rushed to the sky, and the black and white impermanence was burned inside, making a miserable shout.

After a while, the purple body flashed, and after landing on the ground, he walked slowly. In an instant, Xiao You's afterimage had already scraped past everyone's side, and he stood lightly and stood with Wan Yanfeng.

Seeing that the black and white impermanence no longer existed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this Elder Ling and Aotian looked at Wan Yan Feng and Xiao You at the same time, they both frowned, and Elder Ling said first: "Are the two of you friends with Tang's nephew?"

"Exactly!" Wan Yan Feng nodded, and then didn't say anything, then his face was gloomy again, squatting beside the stunning white jade, at this moment Tang Yanshan looked depressed, and his heart must be uncomfortable, after glancing at Wan Yan Feng nodded slightly, even if he had seen the courtesy.

And Xiao You's brows furrowed, and he immediately ignored Elder Ling and Aotian, and squatted down directly, glanced at Wan Yan Feng, and said lightly: "You want to use the "Ghost Vein Technique" to save him?"

Hearing this, except for Wan Yan Feng, he was all shocked, at this time, the face of Aotian, who was ignored by Wan Yan and Xiao You, was no longer very good-looking, and he suddenly said coldly: "This little friend, your friend can't be resurrected after death, not to mention the evil things in the world of "Ghost Vein", you use it to save people, isn't it good?"

Everyone's faces changed, Wan Yanfeng looked at him with a posture that his eyes were above the top and he was even more disgusted, and the corner of his eyes swept around, but he saw Tang Yanshan's brows furrowed, and his original dejected demeanor seemed to feel hopeful at the moment, and he was a little calmer, but when he heard Aotian's words, he was a little hesitant.

"Yes, this little brother, this is really inappropriate!" Elder Ling also stepped forward and sneered.

"Isn't 'Ghost Vein' able to bring the dead back to life? I used it to save my friend's life, what's wrong, I hope you will give me some advice. Wan Yan Feng glanced at the two of them lightly, then stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, and a cold tone came out.