The voice stopped suddenly. No matter how the sound was transmitted by Yu Xiu outside the field, Zhang Zheng heard it again. Looking at the expanding field, Yu Xiu bit it and flew away.
Zhang Zheng in the field was sweating and panting for breath. The monster man in front of him brought unprecedented fear to himself. The necklace on his chest became hot, and Zhang Zheng could feel the heat through his shirt.
All of a sudden, the sky and earth changed color, countless black clouds came, the red thunder rolled, lightning and thunder, a huge ghost appeared in the sky, countless pedestrians on the road in the moment the demon came out directly fainted on the road, the situation is very strange.
The man suddenly looked at Zhang Zheng I'm still in the struggle.
"Who are you Zhang Zhengqiang asked in a deep voice.
"I am the demon God of salon, just a little boy of the earth level. I can support my field for such a long time. Can you say that this world is more worthy of my occupation?" The soft salon demon God looked at the struggling Zhang Zheng with red eyes and said playfully.
"You're not real, are you? It must be just a call from Zhao Wu, but you can't call your noumenon completely! " Zhang Zheng continued to say to salon that Zhang Zheng was procrastinating at this time. If the devil made such a big noise, all the experts in the world and those in the pavilion of listening wind would realize that as long as they arrived, there was still a chance of winning.
"Oh? I don't want to talk nonsense with you. So, you'd better die! " As soon as the salon's voice turned, the incomparable strength was directly emitted from the salon, and a dark black light curtain gathered from the salon in all directions.
"Bang!" Zhang Zheng is still struggling to stick to the sound of Zhang Zheng, Zhang Zheng's whole portrait of the kite broken line, coax a sound hit in the building not far away, mouth spray several mouthfuls of blood, clothes tattered, hit in the building for half a day there was no movement.
Salon took back his hand, and the whole person floated quietly. Looking at the blood red moon in the sky, the corner of his mouth raised a strange radian, murmured words in his mouth, and his body emitted a strange wave. The red moon in the sky had a blood red eye, which was overlooking the earth.
On the other side, Luoxuan felt that, from a long distance, he saw Zhang Zheng being hit by a random blow. The whole person was anxious and rushed into the abandoned building like a light.
"Uncle! Where are you? Are you ok? I'll get you out of here Yelled at the ruins.
"Cough! Here, give me a hand, I'm not dead yet ~ "said Zhang Zheng weakly. He had to say that if he hadn't experienced the thunder robbery and trained his body, he would have killed himself just with a wave of Sharon's hand.
Luo Xuan comes forward and pulls out Zhang Zheng buried in the ruins. At this time, Zhang Zheng's face is covered with blood, and his whole body's breath is withered to the extreme. Zhang Zheng looks at Luo Xuan in front of him, and he sits up and begins to heal.
"Xuan, what do you think? The power range of this demon? "
"Martial uncle, I really didn't expect that such a thing would happen this time. I thought that as long as I killed the devil, I didn't expect that he would have a blood contract! The estimation of the World Congress is wrong Luo Xuan gnashing teeth said, but now facing such a situation, some of the help.
Zhang Zheng nodded his head to show that he understood Luoxuan's meaning. Looking at the salon in the sky where he was reciting the incantation with his eyes closed, Zhang Zheng knew that things were beyond his imagination. He quickly said to Luoxuan, who was bowing his head and sighing, "what is this salon doing? What if we take the initiative to interfere with him at this time? "
"Uncle! Don't think so! This demon is not something we can deal with! Now I hope the world hall masters live and listen to Fengge tianbang killer to work! " Luo Xuan urged Zhang Zheng to get rid of this extremely dangerous idea.
"Damn it! How to know if you don't try! Come and help me protect the Dharma. I can't let this bastard go on like this! " Zhang Zheng looked at the devil who was constantly pinching secrets in the sky. He said viciously that Zhang Zheng has always been a master who must repay his revenge. If someone provokes me, I will pay him back.
"Uncle! But this... Ah Looking at Zhang Zheng's hands constantly pinching Jue, Luoxuan was in a hurry, but there was nothing to make up for it. He simply followed Zhang Zheng's idea directly!
Luo Xuan knows an insulating zone around Zhang Zheng. This insulation zone refers to a zone that does not let the spiritual power spread out, so that salon will not find out the spiritual power fluctuation of Zhang Zheng.
The power of the four images, the golden power, and the dark blue thunderbolt all meet together. With Zhang Zheng's constant pinching of his hands, the spherical object in front of him emits unparalleled waves. Luo Xuan is stunned.
"Martial uncle, what kind of move are you doing?" Luo Xuan always said that he was not easy to speak. If such a ball was hit on him, Luoxuan believed that he could not survive. He could not help but sigh in his heart that he was the one whom the master liked.
At this time, the salon's face became more and more happy. His red eyes looked particularly frightening. He said to himself, "ha ha ha! When my God comes! I'm going to turn the world upside down! I want to let this group of imbecile know who is the king of the demon world! Ha ha haSalon almost crazy, hands constantly pinching, dead staring at the blood red moon in the sky, the whole body floating a strong smell of blood.
In the moonlight, Zhao Wu's swollen body and white flower fat make people feel sick.
In the bright moon in the sky, there are many sharp claws and six fingers! There are long, sharp nails on each finger.
"Soon, soon! Ha ha ha, the world barrier, but also so! Ha ha ha The salon in the sky was almost crazy, and he didn't notice Zhang Zheng who was ready to go.
At this time, Zhang Zheng's face was pale, and his spiritual power and spiritual strength were almost overdrawn. If it had not been for a few miraculous elixirs, Zhang Zheng would not have been able to hold on.
"Faster! Faster! Not enough! " Zhang Zheng stares at the light ball between his hands, which is enough to make the air collapse. What Zhang Zheng wants to do is to kill with one blow. At the moment when salon makes a shot, Zhang Zheng makes a rough estimation of the strength of salon. Without full assurance, Zhang Zheng absolutely does not want to gamble!