"Young Master, the palace has been in chaos these days, as if some treasure has been born, which has attracted many teams to go straight to the inside. Recommended: The new work of the great master Xiao Cangming "The Emperor of Naruto" http://www./5_5939/Are we going to go over and take a look?"

Linglonggang and Meng Fan worked together to defeat a silver scaled puppet and asked excitedly. Since she awakened her bloodline, her strength has been greatly improved. Not to mention that she can defeat the scaled puppet alone, she can escape under the puppet, so that Meng Fan will not be distracted from taking care of her.

After feeling that his strength has increased significantly, Linglong naturally started to think about it. He often smelled the scent of treasures deep in the palace, so he wanted to get a share of the pie.

"Don't worry, with your current strength, you will pass by rashly, and there is only one way to die. It's not too late to wait until you complete the second bloodline awakening." Meng Fan responded lightly. These days, he also fully felt the smell of gunpowder from the depths of the palace. Without thinking about it, Meng Fan knew that it must be a ball inside. I guess he had already fought for the birth of the treasure.

Linglong responded weakly, and the expression in her eyes faded a little.

"Don't be discouraged. I guess we will be able to complete the second bloodline awakening for you by defeating one or two more puppets." Meng Fan comforted him in a rare manner.

Linglong was stunned for a moment, suddenly raised her drooping little head, and her two big watery eyes flashed at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan quickly turned his head and coughed lightly, "Look for it quickly, where are the treasures here hidden?"

Linglong grimaced behind Meng Fan, then looked around and looked for the treasure guarded by the puppet. Then he found a spotted yellow gourd in a dark grid on the wall.

Meng Fan pulled out the plug, checked it for a while, and complained: "Only half of the cyan water in the gourd is left. I was not lucky this time, and most of the cyan water in the gourd evaporated."

Linglong nodded and smiled at Meng Fan, looking innocent, and then followed Meng Fan to the depths of the palace.

Half a day later, the two of them defeated another silver scaled puppet, but they were also unlucky, and only half of the Cang Water was left in the gourd, and the remaining Cang Water had already evaporated into the air.

"Sure enough, the more you go, the harder it will be to collect. Many powerful teams have mastered the rules and only attacked the silver scaled puppets. This has made it increasingly difficult to collect Cangshui." Meng Fan complained.

Along the way, the two of them discovered many broken silver scaled puppets, so they had to delay their plan to obtain Cangshui.

"At this speed, I'm afraid we have to deal with at least two silver scaled puppets. This is just enough to help you complete the second bloodline breakthrough. No, this speed is a bit too slow. It seems that we have to take the risk once." Meng Fan thought for a while and said.

"What the young master means is to attack other teams?" Linglong exclaimed.

Meng Fan nodded and said affirmatively.

"It's just that the identity of the young master... the young master is less than that of other demon races. If an accident occurs, it will probably be very troublesome." Linglong said with some concern.

"It should be fine, try to be careful, there should be no problem." Meng Fan said.

"Since the young master has made up his mind, I have to advance and retreat with the young master." Linglong said.

Meng Fan looked at Linglong with some surprise. He originally wanted to intercept other demon teams alone, so that even if the identity was exposed, there would be no involvement. But he didn't expect Linglong's attitude to be so decisive that Meng Fan could not refuse her.

"Well, with your current strength, it's enough to escape." Meng Fan nodded and agreed with Linglong's idea.

The two of them quickly set their sights on a team. There were about a dozen people in that team, and their clothes were different. It was obvious that they were temporarily pieced together. Teams like this were relatively scattered. When they met those who were weaker than them, they would help each other very harmoniously, and when they met those who were stronger than them, they would flee. As long as Meng Fan could shock some of the people in the team, this team would be very easy to solve.

Meng Fan slightly used the Changes of the Invincible Sutra to change his body and blocked the middle of the passage with Linglong.

The leader temporarily selected by the team of more than a dozen people looked at Meng Fan with a bad look and shouted: "Who are you? Please get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

As soon as the leader finished speaking, he saw a thunder beam shot towards him quickly. The thunder beam roared on the thunder beam, which was extremely terrifying!

The leader screamed, waved his hands, and three square magic shields appeared in front of him. At the same time, his face turned straight, and he hurriedly took out a bone blade and spread it across his chest to resist the attack of the terrifying thunder column of light.

He knew that as long as he blocked this attack, he could call his companions behind him to siege the young man.

It's just a pity that the three square magic shields only resisted the thunder beam for one breath and then broke out with a "shot" and turned into a gust of light dust in the air. The bone blade was only stronger than the magic shield and was shattered immediately afterwards.

The leader's chest was exposed to the thunder beam without any obstruction. The thunder beam passed through his abdomen with a "pop", bringing out the bloody internal organs in his body. The leader fell to the ground with a "pop".

The team led by him was in an uproar and his attitude towards the matter was different. Some rushed up with a scream, vowing to avenge the leader, while others wanted to retreat and wanted to leave the team.

"The tiger leader is in the late stage of the Spirit God Realm. He was defeated by this person with one move. Are we rushing up and looking for death? I think we should leave and find other teams to cooperate."

"Yes, the bone blade in the hand of the tiger leader is a magic weapon passed down by their race. Even if we can't stop that man's attack, why are we fighting for? That man doesn't seem to be a killer. As long as we hand in a certain treasure, we should be able to separate our relationship."

The players who joined the team later all wanted to withdraw and were unwilling to avenge the dead leader. Leaving these people, there were only the last four people left, and they rushed up with a scream, wanting to fight Meng Fan to the death.

A white horse flew out from Linglong sleeves, entangled one of them and left it to Meng Fan and the other two.

Meng Fan naturally started fighting with the three of them without saying a word. The seals of both hands continued to emerge, and waves of thunder and lightning beams surged from his hands and rushed towards the three of them.

The three of them are not weak either. Two are in the middle stage of the Spirit God Realm and one in the late stage of the Spirit God Realm. They cooperate with each other. At first glance, they are tacit understandings that have been tempered on the front line of life and death for many years.

"Battleman! I'm going to give my brother Hu's life!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, just cut it to death to sacrifice to the elder brother's spirit in heaven!"

"Kill!"

In Meng Fan's feelings, at least two of the three were powerful demon clans who had experienced a blood awakening. They often could release terrifying spells with just one raising their hand.

"roar!"

A giant wind blade spurted out from the mouth of one of the deer-headed men, and the antlers on his head were still radiating luster, as if they were constantly absorbing the power of heaven and earth around them, making his attack even more terrifying.

"Give me the tiger brother back to you!"

A yellow linear long shackle was slashing through the air, almost hitting Meng Fan's body. The yellow long shackles were slashing on the wall and even carved a deep mark on the wall. It was so powerful!

The caster was the sheep-headed man. The sheep-headed man stood at a relatively far distance, waving his hands constantly, as if he was controlling the long yellow shackles.

The last one was a black-skinned man with a cockscomb on his head. His fingers were like long thorns, and his body kept moving left and right, and he kept pointing out from the air to Meng Fan. His fingers phantoms stabbed Meng Fan like sharp arrows.

Meng Fan developed thunder wings behind him. The thunder wings not only teleport but also protect him, avoiding the terrifying wind blades and blocking the finger shadows all over the sky.

Meng Fan's hands were constantly intertwined with flames and thunder, laying an area of ​​thunder and fires all around. The power was extremely terrifying, making the three demon cultivators dare not approach.

Meng Fan grabbed a handful of thunder and fire from the thunder and fire pool, twisted his hands and turned into a thunder and fire spear, and then was thrown out by Meng Fan.

"call out!"

The thunder and fire spear broke through the finger shadows all over the sky and rushed straight to the black-skinned man with a cockscomb.

The man with black skinned cockscomb had his heart clung, his five fingers were opened, and he slapped in front of him.

A slightly transparent phantom appeared in the air and collided fiercely with the thunder and fire spear.

I saw the sound of thunder and fire explosions in the air, and the illusory palm shadow quickly shattered and turned into a ray of light in the air.

"call out!"

Another thunder and fire spear shot out, but this time the thunder and fire spear was three colors. The pure gold that flashed with thunder and the red and light gold of the flames were light gold. It was not a little scary than the previous thunder and fire spear.

The man with black skin in the cockscomb screamed strangely and took out several illusory palm shadows in succession, but they were all penetrated by the thunder and fire spear. Finally, with a "boom", the thunder and fire spear hit the man with black skin in the cockscomb and then exploded.

The man with a black-skinned man was instantly smashed into blood and blood, like a bloody rain.

In the end, the man with a fairly complete half of his head rolled down at the foot of the man with a sheep head. The man with a sheep head suddenly burst into tears, "Third Brother!"

The deer-headed man who shot the wind blade in his hand had a more cold face, and the wind blade that shot out was even more terrifying, like huge sickles.

For this group of demon clans, death has long been common. Perhaps when someone is walking on the road, he suddenly jumps out and wants to kill you without saying a word, and there is no reason. After all, the survival rule of the demon clan is to survive the weak and the fittest survive.

The strong are stronger, and the weak are weaker.
Chapter completed!