Chapter 181 Changes

Zhang Chong's eyes looked at the blood-armored soldier who appeared out of thin air, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of pain in his heart. There was a mountain with a mountain high, and this sentence was particularly correct here. Zhang Chong never thought that his strength had just been upgraded to the ninth level of the Divine Light level and would encounter such a powerful enemy.

The blood-armored soldier held the knife, regardless of the drops of blood on the tip of the knife, staring at Zhang Chong with his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to eat him raw. However, Zhang Chong held his hands, with a red gem on one side and a dragon totem on the other, setting up an unguarded pattern and facing him.

"Liu Sheng, Lin Ye and the others have nothing to do, right?" Zhang Chong's mind suddenly became wild and suddenly became angry. At this moment, he realized that the importance of these companions to him was much more important than what he thought.

At least judging from the strength of the man in front of him that he had sensed so far, he knew very well that they were no match for this man.

Otherwise, this person would not have appeared in this place. However, despite such concern, Zhang Chong did not dare to show his mind to investigate. Faced with the huge threat in front of him, he understood that as long as he relaxed at all, he would immediately die under the sword of the blood-armored soldier in front of him.

The blood-armored soldier stood in front of him like a mountain, and the endless pressure of the shop came, and the slight fighting spirit cut Zhang Chong's face into pain. Under this huge pressure, Zhang Chong also used all the power of heaven and earth in his body. In his body, waves of breath were swelling, and a shocking sound of slamming the shore resounded in the air.

The fifth-grade mysterious fire emits a pure light and is burning gently in the air.

And at this moment, Zhang Chong suddenly felt the look of the Blood Armored Soldier, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Have I seen him?" Zhang Chong recalled in confusion. There was no trace of the Blood Armored Soldier in his memory. In an instant, a sudden light of inspiration suddenly appeared, and his mind burst into his mind, remembering the source of the gaze.

In the dragon's totem, isn't the dragon's eyes very similar to the blood armored soldiers? Zhang Chong felt a stern when he thought of this, and he couldn't help but stare at the blood armored soldiers' eyes again and looked at them carefully. The eyes were extremely sharp, and it was indeed very similar to the dragon's eyes. The difference was that the blood armored soldiers had a little expectation in the eyes.

"Did he not want to fight me, but expect me to do something?" This strange thought suddenly appeared in Zhang Chong's heart.

To be honest, this idea is too weird, especially when his strength is obviously far inferior to the other party.

However, the more you think about it, the more likely Zhang Chong felt that it was very likely. The broken dragon totem, the missing eye, the blood armored soldiers, the blood-soluble river water, and the red gems that suddenly appeared. These irrelevant things are now intertwined, which makes Zhang Chong's heart suddenly clear.

At this moment, the fifth-grade mysterious fire in his hand was constantly coming out, and the aura of the red gem and the dragon totem became more and more intense. At this moment, the blood-armored whistled, and the big sword in his hand was raised high, and a blood-red light hit the intersection of the two auras. The sword light was like a lingering cloud. After hitting that place, it never faded.

The sword light was as bright as a skill, and it connected the Blood Armored Soldier with the red gem and the Dragon Totem.

Zhang Chong felt that the pressure on his body suddenly increased a lot, but he knew that this was the right direction. At that moment, he no longer hesitated, but shouted loudly, and the force in his body was about to come out. The mysterious fire was burning endlessly, and the breath of smoke and fog was evaporated everywhere, making this place look like a fairyland.

Liu Sheng and Lin Ye also saw a very strange scene in front of them. The carapace-like creatures kept roaring, but they couldn't help but fly back as if there was a powerful gravity behind them. In an instant, these carapace-like creatures disappeared.

In the riverbed not far away, the blood-resolution river water was like it was boiling, with bright red waves, slapped violently on the riverbed. Although the river water kept tumbling, it was constantly decreasing at a visible speed.

The Blood Lizard King lost the protection of the carapace-like creatures and stood there blankly, at a loss. It faced the endless group of spirit beasts, showed a look of fear, and wanted to escape from the place secretly. However, its gaze was sharp, and it could only hear it shout. Although it was not as strong as the Blood Lizard King, its momentum was far better than it.

This loud shout made him even more domineeringly. What followed was the light from the two red feet that shone towards the Blood Lizard King like an arrow.

Under its charge, the purple cloud golden-eyed beasts, the immortal Tianlang and other spirit beasts were also unwilling to let it go, and they roared and rushed forward.

The Blood Lizard King roared, although the virtual cover like red smoke was released, it could not hide the boundless fear that surged from the depths of his heart.

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Zhang Chong controlled the fifth-grade Xuanhuo little by little, and combined the three auras in one place. In his feeling, this was an extremely wonderful thing. He was like a skilled craftsman, repairing an excellent antique, and Xuanhuo was his tool.

The lines were perfectly outlined by him, and this process seemed to be given to his mind and a transparent baptism. He did not use the power of his mind at any time like today. It seemed that he had stopped his tracks between heaven and earth, and let him do all this as he pleased.

The red gem slowly became smaller. After the river water receded, the riverbed showed a ferocious appearance. The most special thing was the dragon totem. Under the nourishment of this breath, it slowly recovered itself, and the whole picture of the dragon appeared little by little.

The blood-armored man stood there quietly, and the terrifying pressure could no longer be found. He was like an old monk entering into meditation, quiet and peaceful. The big sword in his hand was held in his arms, and his breath completely restrained.

The last ray of breath dissipated in the air, and the blood-red gem was only the size of a peacock, but it shone with an extremely brilliant light. At this moment, it made all the reds lose their luster at this time, showing a pale and powerless appearance.

However, the Dragon Totem was intact, quietly hanging in the air.
Chapter completed!