A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

Shen Yinghuan lowered his eyes and coughed. This small movement alone caused wounds all over his body. Stinging and tearing sensations came from all over the body. The devil called pain began to scream wantonly, followed by a burst of pain in his chest. Dull pain, uncontrollable blood surged up, and the smell of rust filled the entire mouth, and finally overflowed from the lips.

She knew that her body had almost reached its limit, and if she continued to carry on, the outcome waiting for her would definitely not be good.

"I choose number one."

She tried hard to swallow the taste of rust in her mouth, cover up the darkness under her eyes, her body was shaky, and she answered with weak breath.

After saying that, she cooperated and retracted all the spirit beasts around her into the beast control space. Even the machete she was supporting in her hand was retracted into the spirit weapon space. This made the square-faced man who had just opened his mouth to confiscate her weapon have no choice but to Swallowed the words.

He looked at Shen Yinghuan with strange eyes. Unexpectedly, the little girl was quite cooperative. She seemed to care about her life!

Then he waved his hand, and several people put away their spiritual beasts, and slowly approached Shen Yinghuan in a surrounding manner, with playful and evil eyes as if they were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps. They approached step by step until they were three steps away. When they were about to reach out and grab her, Shen Yinghuan suddenly raised her head, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, followed by an explosive spirit. The tattoo appeared in her hand.

"not good."

The square-faced men noticed something was wrong, but it was too late. Shen Yinghuan quickly threw out a handful of spirit patterns in her hand.

"boom--"

"Boom boom boom——"

The continuous explosions were deafening, and the whole land trembled with it. The surrounding sand and rocks exploded and flew, and the powerful energy of the explosion spread with devastating force. Almost half of the secret realm and the nearby volcanoes were affected, and people were turned upside down. The hills collapsed, and all the stone and plants were destroyed.

Xiang Hongtian, who was hiding in the distance and looking around, decisively turned around and ran away, but he was still a step too slow. The explosive energy from behind hit him, and there was a burst of burning pain from behind, and the person was completely thrown away by the energy.

He gritted his teeth, summoned the spirit beast and flew desperately for dozens of seconds in the energy aftermath, and then was hit hard to the ground. He rolled over several times before stopping, followed by the explosion and splashing sand and stones. Came down and buried his whole body.

Xiang Hongtian, who was lying under the stone and sand, looked ashen and expressionless as if he was spitting out his soul.

What a crime. I didn’t expect Shen Yinghuan to be so desperate in the fight. Who could escape from this explosive spirit mark? If I had known, he shouldn’t have been hiding and watching the fun. He should have run as far as he could from the beginning. That's right.

I regret it now!

Hiss - my back is so painful that it's numb, my leg is broken, and I can't move my arms. It's miserable!

As his sigh ended, the aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided. Shen Yinghuan, who was at the center of the explosion, slowly supported the ground with her hands and struggled to get up from the ground, even though she took seven or eight photos of herself. The advanced defensive spirit pattern was still injured by the ninth-level advanced explosive spirit pattern. Blood spat out in large mouths, and his face was as pale as a dead person. It seemed that his internal organs were injured.

Then she didn't look to see if those people were dead or not. She suppressed the dizziness, took out a teleportation spirit pattern while vomiting blood, and used the last bit of spiritual power in her body to activate it.

There is too much movement here to stay for a long time, not only to guard against possible killers, but also to guard against competitors in the secret realm.

She had to find a place to hide and heal before thinking about anything else.

But at the last moment when her teleportation spirit pattern took effect, a bombed "charred corpse" that was beyond recognition suddenly raised a spirit pattern and threw it towards her. He used his last breath to activate the spirit pattern, and suddenly there was a spiritual light. Da Zhen, the spirit pattern array is nested within the spirit pattern array, and the two formations miraculously merge together.

Shen Yinghuan's pupils shrank and she wanted to run away. However, although her sense of danger was still keen at this time, her scarred and dilapidated body could no longer keep up. In the end, she could only watch herself being dragged in by the rich white light. In the teleportation spirit pattern.

And just after the last bit of spiritual light from the teleportation spirit pattern dissipated, another wave of people rushed here in a menacing manner.

They looked around and saw only some charred corpses, but there was no trace of Shen Yinghuan among them.

"Where are the people?"

"Maybe he escaped."

"Chase--"

As soon as the leader finished speaking, a golden dragon rushed over with great anger. Immediately after, Long Xinglou, who was standing on top of the golden dragon, jumped down with a cold and low pressure. Without saying a word, he started to face this group of people. Take action, bombard wildly, and the power of thunder pours down.

When Shentu You found an opportunity and left the rostrum to look for him, he saw corpses lying on the ground next to Long Xinglou, and he was tortured to a person with a violent and murderous spirit.

The man's nails were cruelly pulled out, and his flesh was chopped off alive. He kept shouting hoarsely, "It's not us, it's not us, we didn't see Shen Yinghuan."

Long Xinglou gritted his teeth, his eyes bursting with scarlet light, so rich that he could almost bleed. Veins popped up on the back of the arm holding the dagger. Finally, he stabbed the dagger into the man's throat without even looking at him. He stood up and left.

Shen Tuyou's body trembled, this kid was really cruel, and then he chased after him with a look of anxiety on his face, "Where's Huanhuan? Do you know where little Huanhuan is?"

At this time, Long Xinglou didn't even notice that his title was too affectionate. He gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and said, "I don't know, go find Xiang Hongtian."

Shentu You suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, he was with Huanhuan before the black screen. He must know something."

So when Xiang Hongtian climbed out of the pit with a grin on his face, he ran into Long Xinglou, who was full of anger. He grabbed the top collar with one hand and lifted him up.

The cold and ruthless voice of the Ghost King of Hell came with strong murderous intent, "Where is Huanhuan? Tell me."

Xiang Hongtian's pale face suppressed redness, and with the injuries on his body adding up, he rolled his eyes. Then he quickly slapped Long Xinglou's hand with both hands, "First, let go, cough cough cough."

After being thrown to the ground, he didn't dare to look at Longxing Tower, the deadly king of hell. Before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly told what he had seen, and even took out a robot's mechanical arm that he had rescued. Gave it to Longxing Tower.

Shentu You walked around anxiously, holding the optical brain in his hand and constantly sending messages, muttering in his mouth, "If the ninth-level high-level explosive spirit pattern goes down, Huanhuan will definitely be injured in the center of the explosion." , she is not where she is, and there is no news about her on the live broadcast. She must have been taken away."

"It's over, it's over, it's definitely going to be very bad."

Long Xinglou's cold and scarlet eyes darkened again and again, and finally pursed his lips and turned around without saying a word.

Shen Tuyou hurriedly followed behind, shouting anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Long Xinglou ignored him, walked faster and faster, and summoned a golden dragon to fly away.