Chapter 101

"This... What is this?"

A low, twisted voice came out from under the mask, with a sense of fear.

He turned away, his eyes full of horror.

The burning sensation on his hand spread all over his body in a few short breaths, and then became more and more intense. On his head, a faint white gas transpiration.

"What the hell is this? Ah!"

The man in black, led by him, held his head in his hands, shook his head madly, and the white masks on his face flew out.

When the others saw it, they quickly stepped back and looked at each other with some worry in their eyes.

After a while, one of them trembled, raised his hand, pointed to him and said, "old... Boss, your face..."

"My face? What's wrong with my face? Ah! You talk!"

At first, the man in black roared. Under his influence, the Fengxuan mirror originally suspended around began to shake around. The streamer on the mirror flickered, and the branches and leaves around began to shake.

After the other four tacit glances at each other, they all stepped back at the same time.

At this time, the man in black had already turned red on his face, and blood even appeared in some places. At the same time, his clothes began to turn red gradually, and then quietly turned into wisps of fly ash and escaped into the air.

He crazily shook his head. As soon as the huge aura gushed out, it turned into a heat wave and disappeared.

On the other side, Yang Xuan was silent. Only a few cloth strips were still hanging on his body. The rest of the place was as red as magma. There were cracks on the body surface, as if it would break at any time.

He kept the same posture and stood there with his head down, unable to see his expression.

After a while, the man in black who was the leader was also slowly silent, but it was a little different from Yang Xuan.

After the man's body surface was red to a certain extent, it was slowly dark, just like the magma cooled. However, the dark part was not firm, and the cool wind dissipated slowly.

"Touch!"

With a soft sound, the Guanghua flowing Fengxuan mirror lost its support and fell powerlessly on the branch. After turning over, it immediately fell down.

The fly ash like flowers slowly disappeared, and the man in black was completely gone, leaving only some clothes and accessories that had not been burned up and a storage bag.

The four people stared at all this, and their bodies began to tremble.

A living monk in the middle of the third realm is gone? Not even a body?

Almost at the same time, they looked at Yang Xuan in the distance. Their eyes were full of fear. After all, their boss just touched Yang Xuan.

"What should I do?"

"Don't worry, wait and see, this guy is too weird."

One of them secretly swallowed saliva, stared at Yang Xuan, and moved back quietly.

The burning smell from the red body surface can be felt even at such a distance, which shows how terrible it is.

And with the passage of time, this terror is still growing.

Yang Xuan didn't move, but the fire red energy in his body became stronger and stronger, and even began to spread out of his body.

The air seemed to boil.

Wisps of fire red energy floated aimlessly in the air. Most of them stayed around Yang Xuan, and some of them floated in the direction of those people in black.

These red filaments look like a dream, like flying flowers. They are not spectacular, but they are very exquisite.

However, these people in black have no time to appreciate this exquisite.

"No! Get away!"

I don't know who shouted first. Several people made a quick decision, jumped off the branch and fell on the side of the towering tree.

The red light didn't float down, just scattered by itself.

"Old... Old four, on your shoulder."

After several people breathed on the ground, one of them suddenly pointed to his accomplice in fear, his eyes full of fear.

I saw a thin red light hovering on the black clothes on the man's shoulder, which seemed to be wrapped around the clothes for a long time.

The man's eyes suddenly widened, his left hand trembled and slowly stretched out, trying to get rid of the wisp of red awn.

"Wait, don't move!"

A man on the side quickly stopped him and shouted, "have you forgotten how the boss became like that?"

The man in black who led before turned into a piece of fly ash because he touched Yang Xuan with his hand. Thinking of this, the man in black stopped.

Right here, a dark shadow flashed suddenly.

"Pa!"

The palm of the man in black was hit by a huge force and directly patted on the red awn on his shoulder, but his hand turned red after a breath.

"Who!"

The other three people on the side were suddenly shocked and quickly transported their aura, vigilantly guarding around.

The speed of the dark shadow just now is too fast. Even with their cultivation, they can only see a black light.

"Ah!"

A long cry of pain drew back the attention of several people.

The man in black stained with red awn was like their commander, shaking his head crazily, and the white fog was steaming above his head.

"Stay away from him!"

One reminded, and the other two hurriedly retreated.

What happened now is really too strange for them, even some people can't accept it. Once a good person is stained, he will die. At the thought of what he has become like this, a chill rises in his heart.

At the same time, when the three men were staring at their companions, a small black figure fell gently on the thick branch above.

It's the little black leopard.

It stood ten meters away from Yang Xuan. Its two tails kept shaking and its eyes coagulated. It was obviously afraid of those red streamers.

"Unexpectedly, the power in this boy's body is even more powerful than I thought. Tut Tut, such pure blood is really rare."

It raised a claw, stretched out its tongue and licked the soft black fluff above.

"It seems that the medicine power of practicing blood Xuan fruit is still too domineering for him. Even his consciousness is stunned. Alas, he has to waste the treasure of leopard master again."

The little black leopard sighed humanized and immediately looked at Yang Xuan.

Its eyes suddenly turned silver white, with soft moonlight like brilliance pouring out, rendering it very sacred.

One of its tails slowly stretched forward, and the milky white flame above rose abruptly, and a palpitating momentum gushed out of it.