More than a dozen kilometers northwest of the leaves, the underground 'mysterious' base.
Zheng Yan sensed the chakra in front of the well, and his face was dignified. His heart was even worse: "Is this the retribution that I did not send to Jingjing?"
"Teacher! What the **** is this situation?" Jing Jing looked tangled and looked down at the young man in his arms: "Who is this guy? Why am I holding him?"
Masahiko took a deep breath and calmed down, revealing a smile: "The gangster, that is the enemy of the teacher, how hard is it to punch him?"
Jing Weiyi: "Oh? Of course!"
He promised that his actions were different. The feet smashed the earth and disappeared.
Zheng Yan looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the hole above the top of the head, and sighed slightly: "This unlucky child."
He also flashed, leaving the underground base from the hole that was broken by the well, and appeared opposite the well.
"Teacher! I want to beat him, but my body doesn't listen to it!" Shouted in the mouth of the well, the action did not stop, a sideways body, the arm smashed the young man in his arms.
"Innocent! So I want to run away?" Zheng Yan did not take care of Jing Hao, his hands sealed: "Imperial mode - open! Xianfa - dust mites - human world stripping!"
The huge white cone-shaped crystal was shot from the hand of Zheng Yan, chasing the young people who quickly flew away. In order to prevent the interception of the wells, Masahiko used the dust mites that the corpse could not defend.
The practice of Jing Hao was beyond the expectation of Zheng Yan. He sneaked into the back of the young man, and squatted in the back of the young man, so that the young man accelerated and avoided the dust mites. Well, but only to have a slight sideways, was wiped by the dust of the real arm of the left arm.
"Is this because I am not hurt enough?" Zheng Yanyi, although the young man avoided the frontal hit by the dust mites, and accelerated the speed of staying away, but the foot of the well... see the blood of young people Quantity, it is estimated that one life is going to half.
"This guy is very resistant, still have to give him a slap. But the runaway well is very troublesome, first think of ways to trap him!" Seeing the young man flying away from the line of sight, Masahiko Emei suddenly appeared in the well In front of you.
"Teacher! Be careful!" Jing Hao's left arm is still slowly recovering. The intact right arm is quickly rubbing against the air with a hot fire. A boxing out, Zheng Yan's chest is not in the middle.
Masahiko gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood from his mouth. Look down at the chest that is printed on your chest, as if you want to pierce yourself, and pull out an ugly smile at the corner of your mouth: "Gangster, pick up you later, you should give it to the teacher... Go in!"
The well figure disappeared instantly, and he was thrown into the gossip space by Masahiko.
"Successful, I am a genius." Zheng Yan's face was loose, and he recovered from the bite that had been deeply depressed by the punch.
After a dozen seconds, the sternum of Zhengyan’s depression finally recovered, and he quickly rushed to the direction of the young man being smashed.
"I thought that the earth can be reborn and escaped. The dead door is not something that can be opened in an instant. Fortunately, I took the initiative and threw the well into it...噗!!!"
In the mouth of Zheng Yan, he whispered to himself, and his body shape suddenly slammed into the place, and a blood spurted out three feet away.
Jing Hao appeared again in front of Masahiko, and his 'Blu-ray' has become a 'red light', crying and sorrowful face: "Teacher, I really can't control myself, the dead door is still open, you... okay? ”
Zheng Yan sighed, his right hand grabbed a fist-sized hollow that was slowly healing in the lower abdomen: "I was a small armored armor. The gossip space was actually broken..."
He looked up at the well, and the optimistic smile appeared again on his face: "The teacher is fine, very good. Just if you have the foot, you will kick the guy. If you don't kill, he may fall to him, and he won't die... Maybe he just had a wild boar at the landing point, and he was arched to death at one end? Is it possible?"
The **** steam on the well was stained with red half of the body behind him, and his face was frustrated: "Teacher, I am wrong... but you have to be careful, my body is a bit weird."
Masahiko's face is dignified. Of course, he knows that Jing's body is weird. After all, as a sacrifice, it is an intermediary to call the well, and the intermediary is the owner of the evil god.
Although Masahiko has many ways to kill the so-called undead body, it is not one of the sacrifices that he used to reincarnate.
That is to say, the person opposite the Zhengyan is still an intermediary, but only wearing a limited edition ‘well skin’. If this is not the case, the person called by the earth reborn is just an empty shell, there is no blood in the body, and naturally it is impossible to burn blood, and it is impossible to use the eight armor.
"The body is still an intermediary, otherwise if Jingjing himself opens eight doors, I am afraid I can't even do it..." Zheng Yan perceives the chakra fluctuations that are several times more than his well, and his face becomes more dignified: "Even In this way, I have to go all out, the shadows are separated - the solution! Eight-door armor - sixth... ah?!"
Jingmen has not yet opened, and the memory of the shadows has gradually poured into the mind of Zheng Yan, and he immediately squatted in place.
"My shadow is separated... Is it responsible for funny?!" Zheng Yan gnashed his teeth.
"Teacher, be careful! Let's get started!" Well, the left arm that he had been rubbed by the dust mites finally recovered, and the body turned into a residual image, which swiftly revolved around Zhengyan.
The wound on the belly of Zhengyan has also completely healed. He frowned and looked down at the ground full of cracks in his feet: "The well is running, so you can shake the ground and move the battlefield. Otherwise, the frame is finished." Half a country of fire is gone... the sixth door - Jingmen - open!"
"This is a continuum of the first to the fifth speed, interrupt me! One foot!" Jing Hao can also open the door.
"Eight Gods Air Strike!"
Masahiko was dignified, and numerous punches and shadows broke out, and they were docked with the Ying-white rectangular air cannon that Jing Jing played.
The two stalemate for a moment, intertwined, and finally broke out.
It seems to be the only one between heaven and earth Thousands of rays diverge and spread in all directions. Wherever the light shines, it seems that there is a horrible and invisible wave mark that makes everything into dust.
Jing Hao immediately retracted the impact, Zheng Yan clenched his teeth, opened the repulsion against the shock wave and jumped to the front of the well, hands clenched the well of his left arm, preventing his second shot.
"Oh, this time it’s not throwing you into space, but jumping randomly, let’s go to a place where no one is going to fight!”
In the next second, the environment around the two changed.
Masahiko smiled: "Ha ha ha! The endless sea! All water!"
"This is the possession of the European Emperor, this is stable!"...
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