"Smart! Smart!"

Chen Sheng was so angry that his teeth were itchy, but he didn't dare to look back and stay for a second, for fear that he would not be able to escape, and was killed by Li Yuanba again!

Thinking of Li Yuanba, Li Yuanba's body trembled, and hemorrhagic mist was leaking all over his body. He even used the secret technique to increase his speed again. In the blink of an eye, he was about to rush out of the third level area.

It was then.

A treasure gourd suddenly hung over the sky in front of the Peacock Mausoleum Hall. The mouth of the gourd was aimed at Chen Sheng's escape position, and suction forces surged out, like a whirlpool!

Chen Sheng, who was about to break out of the third level and escaped into the second level, was sucked by the whirlpool emitted by the gourd, and he had no power to resist and was directly sucked back.

"How is it possible?"

Chen Sheng's face was shocked, his hips were trembling, and even regret and fear surged in his eyes!

final.

He returned to the Peacock Tomb Hall.

Although this was not his original intention, the suction force was too strong to cover his body, and even if he used all the treasures, he could not break free.

"What kind of treasure gourd is this? It is stronger than the breath of my Baihua Family Town Immortal Artifact!"

Baihua Killer came from a family of weapons refining and had a natural intuition about the strength of the treasure.

Although the treasure gourd looks like a wine gourd, years of experience in refining weapons told her that it is definitely a treasure.

Even if she exhausted her, the Baihua family could not refine a great immortal weapon!

The footsteps sounded.

Three figures walked out of the Peacock Tomb Hall.

The person in charge was Zhao Fang in white.

On his shoulder, there was a faint mist, like an elf that was only the size of a palm.

Next to him, two people stood respectively.

An old man with rosacea and a terrifying sword cultivator who made Baihuasha take a look at him and felt that ten thousand swords were coming, and each sword could easily kill him!

"Zhao Fang!"

Baihua Sha shouted happily.

Bai Qing struggled to get up, and his face also showed a hint of joy.

Although she had been an enemy of Zhao Fang, Zhao Fang has not been too much about her since she was captured.

Compared to Chen Sheng who wanted to kill her, she would rather choose to fall into Zhao Fang's hands again.

Zhao Fang glanced at the two seriously injured girls, and then looked at Chen Sheng, who was unable to move in the air by the treasure gourd, and his brows gradually frowned.

"If I remember correctly, you should be dead!"

Zhao Fang's voice was indifferent, and this sentence was said to Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng gritted his teeth and ignored him.

"He used a substitute doll."

Baihua Sha explained.

"A replacement doll?" Zhao Fang was suspicious, for the first time he heard it.

but.

The drunkard Baili Sword God beside him, and even the elf, had his eyes shining brightly after hearing the four words of the simplified doll, and he looked at Chen Sheng deeply.

"Boy, where did your siege doll come from?"

The elf spoke, his voice exuding a hint of anger.

When she first met Chen Sheng, she naturally had no anger at Chen Sheng. What made her angry was the doll!

Or, it was the fellow disciple who once had a surrogate doll!

Chen Sheng wanted to hold on and refused to answer.

But the drunkard Baili Jianshen also wanted to know about this answer, so when the drunkard used the power of the treasure gourd to squeeze Chen Sheng's Yuanying, this guy could no longer remain tough and said it all.

"So, you got the stolen doll, just an accident? Didn't you see the master who gave you the stolen doll treasure?"

The three of them were inevitably disappointed with this result.

But the elf still gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"How precious is the surrogate doll? Even for that person, if you want to create it, it will consume a lot of vitality. If you are not close to him, why would he give you such treasures? Or... "

The elf said, suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly condensed, "Drunk, kill him!"

The drunkard was stunned.

boom!

Chen Sheng, who was shrouded by the sucking force of the drunkard's treasure gourd, had a different change again. His black hair instantly turned into blue hair. As the hair flew, an evil and terrifying aura spread from his body.

As soon as the breath dissipated, it broke free from the sucking of the treasure gourd!

"What's going on?"

Baihua Killed Bai Qing and the other two girls were completely stunned and looked at the scene in shock.

"Chen Sheng" slowly raised his head, his eyes were very cold, as if he had experienced all eternity. Just one look made everyone present feel unprecedented pressure.

The drunkard Baili Jian God looked solemn, staring at "Chen Sheng" with caution, and cold sweat gradually oozing his forehead.

But I lamented in my heart, but I didn't expect that as soon as I walked out of the seventh level of the hell, my injuries had not yet recovered, I encountered a powerful man who transformed the gods and perfected me.

The only thing that is thankful is that the other party was not the one who came in person, but just a wisp of residual soul!

"It's you!"

The elf stared at "Chen Sheng"'s eyes, with blood red inside, as if he was killing his father's enemy, and his whole aura was very unstable.

"I didn't expect that I could see you again in this life... the little junior sister!"

"Chen Sheng" was very calm and calm. Even if he saw the two great gods of the Drunk Master Baili Sword God, he was only slightly moved and quickly returned to peace.

"You can come out. It seems that Master has already left. What a pity that he was not able to send him a ride in the end!"

"Chen Sheng" sighed, his words were regretful, but his tone was very indifferent.

"Haha, you are only worthy of being here to express your feelings. Master is in person. Do you dare say this in front of him?"

The elf mocked him and his emotions gradually stabilized.

Seeing this, Zhao Fang gradually felt relieved.

He also realized that the elf and the man in front of him seemed to be deeply hatred like the sea.

I am afraid that the elves will not withstand the incitement of hatred and will take action recklessly.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much.

but.

Looking at "Chen Sheng", Zhao Fang frowned.

Chen Sheng was so weird. An evil soul that had appeared on his body that was comparable to the ninth level of infant transformation. Now, there is still soul spirit that can possess it.

This guy's physique is so suitable for being possessed?

When Zhao Fang was mumbling, the elf and "Chen Sheng" had already finished their "routine greetings".

The atmosphere between the two sides is very unfriendly!

The main one is the elf, full of murderous intent on his face, and he wishes to swallow the other party alive.

On the other hand, "Chen Sheng" was very calm from beginning to end and did not take the elf seriously at all.

"Congratulations to the two fellow Taoists for regaining their freedom!"

"Chen Sheng's eyes fell on the Baili Sword God and the Drunkie, and he smiled faintly, "The two are not seriously injured. If you need it, you can come to the "Immortal Alliance" to find me. I will definitely not disappoint you!"

Poaching the corners.

And he poached the corner in front of Zhao Fang.

Although Zhao Fang never thought that he could instruct two levels of transformation.

Especially now, his cultivation is still weak. Even if he masters the internal restrictions of the drunkards, it will only make them feel a little painful and cannot threaten them.

But this does not mean that Zhao Fang can tolerate it. Someone can dig out the corners he regards as his future subordinates in front of him.

"I will be responsible for their injuries. Is it interesting for you to hide your head and tail?"

Zhao Fang glanced at "Chen Sheng".
Chapter completed!