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Chapter 109 Desperate?
Chapter 109 Desperate?
Wraith?Where did the Wraith come from?
Hei Wuchang's heart shuddered suddenly, the little wraith in front of him was no threat to him, but the one who could drive the wraith must be Ye Youshen.
The leader of the Dark Night Rose has found me?Planning to go straight to black and black?
When Hei Wuchang was in doubt, hurried footsteps came, and then, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, looking into the alley curiously.
It was a rather handsome young man, with a bit of hope and curiosity, he looked over.
The eyes of the two sides met, and the young man's face froze suddenly.
Hei Wuchang saw more complex emotions than himself in his eyes, surprise, surprise, fear.
Night walker?The breath is not strong, not from the Dark Night Rose, but from the Taiyi Sect?No, at this point in time, those who will appear here must be official people, and they must be Fu Qingyang's direct descendants
Think again about the injustice of heaven being manipulated.
Yuanshi Tianzun?This name flashed in Heiwuchang's mind.
Fuck, black impermanence? !Didn't he fight in school, why did he appear here, the little joker hurt me! !
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly pressed the wireless earphone, and shouted: "Teng Yuan is very long, Hei Wuchang is here with me, come quickly, the place is"
Before he finished speaking, Heiwuchang stepped on the wall and rushed over like a big bird. His pupils shrank into slits, and his brown eyeballs turned amber.
Sharp bone spurs grew out of the back, elbows, and knees, and the clothes were ripped through with a "tear".
Sorry to bother you, farewell Zhang Yuanqing didn't have time to talk, so he quickly backed away, and at the same time used his night travel skills to hide his figure.
Hei Wuchang's attack was too fast, he didn't even have time to recall Xiao Doubi, and only sent the child the "escape" command.
An evil profession with the pinnacle of a level 6 saint, let alone a level 2 night wandering god like myself, even a level 4 night wandering god, I am afraid that he will be enraged on the spot.
Hei Wuchang is the confidant of the former vice president of the Psionic Society, and he can be regarded as a big boss on one side.
Zhang Yuanqing's train of thought is very clear - escape!
But he couldn't escape completely. Although he didn't understand why he appeared here, since he was here, there must be something wrong with the ambush of Fu Qingyang and the elders of Baihuahui.
At this time, what he has to do is to entangle the opponent as much as possible to buy time for the bosses.
Fujiwon has received his message.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's lungs were on fire, his throat was sore and itchy, he coughed violently, his head became dizzy, and his figure emerged immediately.
At some point, he had already been poisoned by Gu poison.
"Crack!" Hei Wuchang, who was covered in bone spurs, flicked his knees, and with the sound of the concrete road cracking, he ejected, not intending to give the enemy a chance to react.
He is confident that he can kill the Ye Youshen in front of him within two or three moves.
High-level powerhouses have always hunted down low-level ones simply and swiftly.
The shrill sound of the wind rushed towards his face, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the enemy who was approaching in an instant, the hairs on his back stood on end, resisting the discomfort in his body, and with a thought, he opened the inventory.
The next moment, Huang Chengcheng took the orb, his feet sank, and his shoulders seemed to be pressed against a mountain.
"Ah!"
Hei Wuchang retracted his right shoulder, bent his elbow, pushed his right arm with his strong muscles, and thrust out a straight fist like a spear.
The khaki light curtain vibrated violently, like bubbles in the wind.
thump thump thump. Zhang Yuanqing staggered back, stepping on the concrete pavement with every step.
"Ah!"
With another punch, the orb in Zhang Yuanqing's hand made a slight "click" sound, and fine cracks burst out.
"Ah!"
With the third punch, the Orb of the Steady One couldn't hold it anymore and shattered into powder, and the light curtain dissipated.
Zhang Yuanqing's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face was pale.
Hei Wuchang kept walking and approached close to him. The fourth punch hit Zhang Yuanqing's head, and the air roared like an explosion.
Zhang Yuanqing's body collapsed, avoiding the fatal punch dangerously.
At some point, a brand-new pair of red dancing shoes was put on his feet. After the one-word horse avoided the straight punch, the red dancing shoes sprang up, first spinning and jumping, dodging Hei Wuchang's sweeping legs.
Then, with super anticipation, he jumped horizontally to avoid the vertical split of the bone spur.
During the whole process, Zhang Yuanqing, the master, was dizzy and coughed up blood, completely lying down.
"There are a lot of props."
Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows. As a night tour god in the extraordinary stage, he has two props, which is considered very rich.
This Yuanshi Tianzun can clear two S-level spiritual realms, and his worth is indeed very high.
"Go, go quickly." Zhang Yuanqing spit out weakly, ordering the red dancing shoes.
At this moment, he has no idea of delaying time at all. He is too strong. The voodoo master at the peak of the Saint Realm is too strong. Meeting him is an instant kill. The strength and speed are too far behind, and there is no possibility of melee combat.
That's why he didn't take out the bloodthirsty blade.
As for the ghost bride, the level of the ghost bride should also reach the saint level, but there is a big gap between the saint and the saint.
He doesn't know the specific level of Ghost Bride, but he knows that Heiwuchang is an evil profession, a level 6 saint, which means that at the same stage, there are very few people who can beat Heiwuchang.
Once he made a mistake in his judgment, he would have no room for maneuver and would end up dead.
Immediately, the red dancing shoes led the useless owner, rushing towards the residential building, walking on the steep wall like walking on the ground.
The rules of the red shoes, regardless of the terrain.
It is not only an artifact of pursuit, but also an artifact of escape sometimes.
"Want to escape?"
Heiwuchang sneered, but instead of chasing him, he reached out into the void and grabbed a simple scarecrow with a big palm, with purple talismans attached to the front and back, exuding a corrupt and corrupt atmosphere.
The scarecrow's face was distorted, eyes and nose grew out of wriggling, and it looked like Zhang Yuanqing, and its two feet were also stained with red light.
Hei Wuchang pinched the scarecrow's feet with two fingers, and exerted great force.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was running wildly on the building, suddenly felt his momentum stagnate. Looking down, the brand-new body of the red dancing shoes was covered with a layer of gray and decayed, like worn-out shoes that had been discarded for decades.
He fell uncontrollably and hit the ground heavily, causing fine dust to rise from the street.
"Cough cough."
Zhang Yuanqing coughed violently, coughing up streaks of blood. There was a serious problem with his lungs, and the toxin spread all over his body. If it wasn't for his strong vitality, he would have died of organ failure at this time.
"The shoes are good, they belong to me!" Hei Wuchang pinched the scarecrow's head with two fingers, and squeezed hard, intending to crush the little bug to death.
At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing raised his head to the sky and screamed, a bright moonlight broke through the clouds and shone on him.
Howling Moon!
With this, he recovered some strength, grabbed the crouching pestle from the inventory, and stabbed hard at the thigh.
Xuanhe golden light erupted, Zhang Yuanqing's face was just covered with a gray shadow, and was dispelled by the golden light.
Helplessly, the power of purification is only aimed at the owner himself, and the red dancing shoes are still eroded by ashes, temporarily losing their magic.
Zhang Yuanqing took a few breaths, the power of purification dispelled some of the toxins, the pain was no longer intense, but it was limited to this.
The voodoo master in the Saint Realm is too poisonous and terrifying, and he was half-crippled at the beginning of the game.
The orb of the calm man is broken, the flame glove is definitely useless, the red dancing shoes are polluted, the jade charm of dreaming has been used up, the crouching pestle is good at purifying, but not good at killing enemies. Today, in order to keep a low profile, the Elvis speaker is not on. But it's useless to bring it.
The ghost bride should be able to block him, but there is a high probability that it will not be able to truly threaten the evil profession of the peak saint
Zhang Yuanqing flashed all kinds of props in his mind, and found desperately that he was in a desperate situation.
This is the most terrifying and powerful enemy he has encountered since he became a spiritual practitioner.
"There are still props? The power of the sun?"
Hei Wuchang was startled, the bead he smashed was nothing more than the quality of the extraordinary stage, but the pair of red dancing shoes that can automatically dodge, and the brass pestle he just took out are definitely not the quality of the extraordinary stage props Comparable.
Especially the brass pestle actually contains the divine power of the sun, which shows that this item contains some power of the master level.
"A surprise, a surprise"
Heiwuchang laughed loudly, lustful joy burst out of his slender eyes.
"Congratulations to you Mahler Gobi"
At this moment, the windows on the second floor were lit. A bald old man pushed open the window, poked his head out, and yelled at the two people under the window.
Oops!Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.
Hei Wuchang raised his eyes and looked at the bald old man indifferently.
The next moment, the old man clutched his neck, foamed at the mouth, fell from the window, twitched his limbs a few times, and died soon.
The corners of Zhang Yuanqing's eyes twitched. At this time, more and more windows were lit, and the residents in the building were woken up one after another.
Hei Wuchang immediately turned his gaze to Zhang Yuanqing, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing this, he no longer hesitated, took out the red hijab and put it on his head.
I hope that during the time when the ghost bride is entangled with Hei Wuchang, reinforcements will arrive.
One second two seconds three seconds.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly sensed that something was wrong, the terrifying and majestic Yin Qi did not descend, and the nearby voices suddenly disappeared.
The whole world fell silent.
Hei Wuchang did not take the opportunity to attack and kill him.
what happened?Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously wanted to take off the red hijab, but was shocked to find that his hands were no longer in control.
He could only roll his eyeballs, trying his best to peer into the narrow field of vision under the red hijab.
Looking at it, Zhang Yuanqing finally understood what happened. He saw his body turned gray-white, and the hard manhole cover and cement road beneath him were also covered with a layer of gray-white.
Color, what force has taken it away?
Just when he was wondering, he suddenly heard a faint, deep voice with an indistinguishable tone, and said with a chuckle:
"I remember correctly, it's this time and this place, long time no see, Hei Wuchang."
Heiwuchang's frightened and inexplicable voice:
"It's you?!
"How could it be you, how could it be you No, it's impossible, it's impossible."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Then, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, and there was a thud.
Who is here? The boss of which faction, the leader of Dark Night Rose?No, Hei Wuchang's reaction was a little too aggressive, Zhang Yuanqing was furious.
But he couldn't move, and he didn't know what fate he would meet next.
I don't know how long it has passed like this. From the corner of my eye, I always glance at him who has a narrow vision under the hijab, and see the gray and white color, receding like a tide.
The world returned to color.
Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't wait to lift the red hijab and looked intently.
A dozen meters away, there was a figure crouching quietly, it was Heiwuchang, the witchcraft master's eyes were wide open, and the expression of horror and astonishment froze on his face.
He lost his life.
Beside the corpse, a finely crafted crystal cup full of cracks lay quietly.
The little sun in the cup disappeared.
That person took what the Demon Lord left behind, but left the Holy Grail untouched?Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled for a while, stood up with difficulty, staggered to the side of Heiwuchang's body, and picked up the cracked crystal cup.
Hold this regular prop in your hand.
PS: I'm patronizing to eat melons today, sorry sorry.
(End of this chapter)