Chapter 225

Yan Zhaoge holds the stone pillars and looks at the black dragon Sha in the distant sky, and the people who come to him.

While observing, Yan Zhaoge transmits vigorous Qi to ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng, which roughly explains the current situation.

"The person who can drive the black dragon evil spirit is at least the great master's cultivation." At the moment, ah Hu looks serious, completely missing the past tiredness, laziness and glib: "the other side doesn't make a direct move, I think it's to be wary of the great master who is here, and it's also the effect of containment."

Feng Yunsheng holds on the handle of the black knife: "it depends entirely on the power of the natural disaster of the black dragon evil spirit. The great master is not close to him or can't be manipulated carefully, so he doesn't have full assurance to achieve his own goal."

"It's the best to bury us with black dragon spirit. If not, it can create chaos and make us overwhelmed."

Feng Yunsheng looked at Yan Zhaoge and said, "at this time, if someone takes advantage of the chaos, the chances of success will increase greatly..."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were deep, and he nodded slightly, not much.

Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge looked at junluo's back. The son of Lian's family, named Lian Ying, looked strange. He suddenly drew out a black dagger.

Yan Zhaoge frowned. At the beginning, he thought he was going to be bad for junluo and was about to stop it. However, when he saw the target of the Black Dagger, he was impressed by Lianying himself.

The Black Dagger stabbed into Lianying's own arm and made a "buzzing" sound.

There are strange aura waves, emanating from the wound of Black Dagger and Lianying arm.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were fixed: "it's like a variation of some blood sacrifice method. In his blood, some kind of incantation seal was buried by the personnel first?"

Blood dripped from Lian Ying's arm and fell on the sand below. Sha Sheng was instantly dyed white.

The light and shadow in the air float and condense into a huge invisible rune, which is then printed on the ground.

Snow White takes Lianying's foothold as the center and spreads rapidly towards the surrounding desert.

Suddenly, at the feet of all the people, there was a strong sense of shock, just like an earthquake. The white sand sea suddenly became dangerous.

At the foot of the desert, this moment seems to be all turned into quicksand. People step on it and suddenly sink into it!

Everyone was stunned: " This is, white dragon evil? "

All the people present were martial artists, except junluo, Lianying and Liancheng, all of them were martial masters.

If you don't want to jump, you can't rush out of the white quicksand.

Just a little effort at the foot, not only can't pull the foot out of the quicksand, but sink deeper.

No matter it's hard or soft, it's all a result, trying to stimulate vigorous Qi, but as soon as it comes into contact with the white quicksand, it will be eliminated immediately!

Overhead in the sky, the black storm raging, under the foot of the desert, but also into a quicksand well, to bury people alive.

After the legs and feet fall into quicksand, people dare not move around. The more they struggle, the faster they fall.

Unable to move at the same time, but also can only watch the horror of the black storm hit themselves.

Junluo exclaimed, his feet were empty, his body sank rapidly, and soon nearly half of his body fell into the white sand.

The same is true of Liancheng on the other side.

However, Lianying was still standing steadily on the white sand, walking as usual, but it was very strange.

The blood continued to fall from the wound of Lian Ying's arm. His face became paler and paler, almost without any blood. The whole man was even weaker.

But his spirit is extremely excited, with a sick and excited smile on his face, he looked at junluo foolishly: "Luoluo, don't be afraid, it will be OK."

Lianying walked to junluo step by step and said softly, "as long as you hold me tight, you will not be afraid to sink into the desert. I can take you to the ground freely."

"In this way, the black dragon on the ground is not worried about the storm."

He smirked and opened his arms as if to hug junluo: "you see, Luoluo, I'm not bad, right? Yan Zhaoge can save you, so can I. "

On Lianying's arm, the Black Dagger was still deeply inserted into the wound, and the blood kept dripping.

Hearing his words, although they were in danger, all of them were slightly stunned. Some of them could not help looking at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Lian Ying and said, "the Tongxin blood mantra is not only a martial art, but also a strange skill. But it's like sacrifice at the cost of burning your own blood essence."

"Although it triggered the white dragon spirit, it will not live long with your qi and blood."

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "with the help of the blood charm and the natural disaster, you can walk freely in the White Dragon Spirit in a short time. The people you contact with can also be carried by you without worrying about the danger of quicksand."

"However, that will bring that person into the concentric blood curse and offer blood essence sacrifice for the seal together. Soon follow your footsteps and lose your blood."

"Do you want Lolo to die with you?"

After listening to Yan Zhaoge's words, junluo's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe looking at Lianying.

Liancheng, who grew up with Lianying from childhood, was even dumbfounded. He felt that his family brother was suddenly strange and terrible.

Lianying contacts junluo's eyes, his face slightly changes, and he has such a moment of impatience and loss in his heart.

But soon, he chuckled: "life can't be the same bed, death can be the same hole, it's not in vain."

Lianying looks at Yan Zhaoge: "always better than watching Luoluo get closer to other men."

"Yan Zhaoge, you are the son of heaven. When you are high, you will become a legend. Compared with you standing on the cloud, how many people like me live like dust and mud? But what about that? Just because you stand on the cloud, you can trample on us at will, and you can take away the last light in my life? "

"Impossible! Although I'm weak, I'll try to pull you down from the cloud and see if you're covered with mud and water. I'll see if you can continue to be so high! "

Thin young man, roaring excitedly.

At the same time, the white quicksand on the ground is rampant, and the black storm in the sky is howling.

In addition to the white dragon evil at the feet of all the people, the black dragon evil formed by the black nightmare storm in the sky has come to all the people. The terrible black wind falls on all the people!

Yan Zhaoge looks calm, holding the stone pillar, standing still, there is suddenly a purple ray Shining in the right eye!

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge turned his left hand, a small black censer appeared in his hand, and then he threw it to ah Hu: "deal with the white dragon evil spirit, and bring them out."

At the same time, ah Hu responded with a bad look at Lianying.

"Though, I don't really understand what you are hating." Yan Zhaoge looked at the black nightmare storm and didn't go to Lianying at all: "but, is it because I've been cultivating myself so gently in the past two years that now everyone wants to step on me to prove themselves?"