Chapter 222

"Want to run?"

Su Ziyang smiled coldly.

A four winged angel, trying to escape in front of himself?

He is already a six winged angel, very fast.

Coupled with the rapid development of the day, it is a matter in an instant.

"Hoo..."

Su Ziyang stepped forward and stepped out

"Hum..."

Step by step, he appeared behind Mok, stretched out his hand, grabbed him on his shoulder, and stopped him at once.

"You... You let me go?"

Mok felt the irresistible force of his shoulder, a sense of powerlessness, surging all over his body.

"Hehe, let you go? What do you think?" Su Ziyang sneered.

"Lord black art is here. If you dare to fight me, he will never let you go!" said Mok.

"Ha ha..."

Su Ziyang looked up at the sky and smiled like hearing the best joke.

"Fool, if he cared about you, he would have done it!"

"The reason why I don't dare to make a move is that I'm afraid of my strength!"

"He wants to live, too."

Su Ziyang said.

"You..."

Mok was dumb and unable to refute.

Such is the case.

Black art has no hand. Once it does, it is a thunderbolt.

Therefore, without absolute certainty, he can't do it.

At this thought, Mok looked bitter.

Are you dying?

No, I don't want to die.

I'm only over 500 years old and so young. How can I die like this?

No!

However, it is useless to let his heart shout.

However, Su Ziyang has taken out the Jiulong tripod.

As soon as this thing came out, Mok's scalp exploded.

This guy is trying to refine his blood.

Isn't he dead.

"Lord black art, help!"

"No, I don't want to die!"

"Lord heishu, if you don't save your life, your father will not let you go if he knows about it."

"Help me, help me!"

Mok screamed for help.

However, there was a dead silence around him, and no one responded to him.

"You can rest assured to die."

With that, Su Ziyang threw Mok into the Jiulong tripod. When he was preparing to use tianphage, Su Ziyang stopped.

Holding the magic hammer and aiming at the front, a hammer hits the past.

"Ding..."

The fire flared up.

A dark shadow was smashed back a few steps.

After showing his figure, the shadow looked at Su Ziyang in surprise.

This man is black art.

"Unexpectedly, it was you!" black Shu looked at Su Ziyang and smiled coldly.

"Hehe, you think you can't see it with your little tricks?" Su Ziyang said faintly.

Then he pointed to Mok, "are you trying to save him?"

"Save him?"

Black art smiled and showed a look of indifference. "The emperor's children are up to hundreds. If everyone wants me to save them, wouldn't they be tired to death?"

"So you don't want to save him? In that case, I'll help you kill him!"

The sound made Mok sweat and cry for help.

"Help, Lord black art, if you don't save me, you'll never live after you go back."

"Hurry up!" roared Mok.

However, the black art stood in place and had no intention of moving at all.

"Ah..."

Then the scream sounded.

The blood power of Mok rushed to Su Ziyang.

All the strength was swallowed up by Su Ziyang.

However, this strength has little effect, and its strength has not increased much.

"The blood of the blazing angel is useless. It's rubbish."

Su Ziyang murmured and shook his head.

Throw Mok's corpse gently, and it will turn into powder. When the wind blows, it will disappear completely.

"Black art, you are so cruel. Your master's son didn't save him. You can!" Su Ziyang said with a smile.

"Ha ha."

Black Shu smiled, "the master asked me to come and catch you. I don't care about other things. Be honest and you can bear less pain."

"Catch me? Are you mistaken?" Su Ziyang said.

"Cold star, do you want to pretend at this moment? Isn't mieba you?"

These words echoed between heaven and earth like thunder.

There was a dead silence around.

Everyone looked at Su Ziyang, his eyes motionless.

A moment later.

"My God, the cold star is mieba? Why didn't I think of it!"

"That makes sense. Otherwise, how could mieba give the artifact to Han Xing?"

"That's reasonable! The cold star has this means, which deceives us so hard!"

Such a sound keeps ringing.

Even the old monsters behind Su Ziyang were full of suspicious eyes.

Xiaodie said this before. After being explained by mieba, they believed it.

But in my heart, I planted a seed of doubt.

Now, being told by black art, they can't believe it.

Black art is not absolutely sure and will not say this.

"Emperor, you can deceive us so hard. So you are the god man!"

"Emperor, you abdicated to yourself. We foolishly believed it."

"Emperor, you will always be the most respected emperor in my heart!"

A group of old monsters muttered to themselves. They were so surprised that they didn't come back for a long time.

Everyone looked at Su Ziyang and looked different.

Su Ziyang stood in place with a trace of surprise on his face.

It was found.

The two way is as like as two peas, and if we think about it carefully, we will make the two people coincide.

However, everyone believes too much in games and doesn't believe that players will be NPCs at the same time. Therefore, it's not discovered until today.

But just find out. It doesn't matter.

"Your eyes are fierce. You can see that this seat is the real body. However, so what? Can you be the opponent of this seat?"

With that, Su Ziyang took out a crystal of divine energy and released it on the West falling hammer.

Then he roared with angry thunder.

"Hoo..."

Dark clouds sink and lightning falls like a waterfall.

It's better to start first.

Su Ziyang has taken the lead.

The power of artifact shrouds the black arts.

Black art stood in place without half a change.

He is like a shadow. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

"Go!"

The lightning came quickly, like a dragon in hell, rushing down from the sky.

That terrible momentum made everyone's scalp explode.

"The cold star emperor is powerful. This artifact is powerful. I'm afraid the black arts can't deal with it."

"Of course! Unless the black art reaches the ancestral level, it can't be dealt with."

The crowd stared with fear in their eyes.

Seeing it, the lightning will blow to heishu.

At this time.

"Hum..."

There was a sound.

A white light appeared on the black art.

Then, an incomparably thick cover shrouded the black art.

At this time.

"Boom..."

All the lights covered up the black art.

Black art's cover kept shaking, but it didn't break.

When everything stopped, they looked at the sky and couldn't help shaking their faces.

don't worry?

Black art is nothing?

Is he a grandparent?

impossible!

Ancestor level strongman, which one is not an earth shaking old monster? Rarely born.

The crowd murmured that they couldn't believe everything in front of them.

The next second, everyone was shocked and could not be calm for a long time.

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