Honghuang: Pick Up Flying Daggers At The Start

Chapter 0890 Water Moon Cave Sky

Strong luck is not the same.

With a random punch, it hit a weak point of formation.

"Master, are you sure?"

"Yes, there must be a weak point here, it's up to me."

Long Feng smiled confidently, stepped out, and already came to the shimmering ripples in the space.

"I pick it up!"

He gave birth to a hand and inserted it directly into the void.

Whether the formation is weak or not, you will know by picking a handful.

"Ding, the owner picked up a formation, which was identified by the system as a lucky waste product. Will it be recycled?"

"Recycle!"

Longfeng immediately ordered.

"Ding, the master found a formation and recovered it to obtain the Heavenly Dao imprisonment."

"Ding, the master found a formation and recovered the five middle-grade Hongmeng Purple Qi Dao."

"Ding, the master picked up a formation and recovered the bloodline to get three points, the 103rd floor of the Hongmeng Dao Sword Formation."

"Ding, the master picked up a formation and recovered Heavenly Dao Tongmai Dan pill recipe, a Tongmaigrass."

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a roar, the void trembled, and the world suddenly became clear.

Ahead, there was originally a lot of haze, but now it is clear.

The surrounding flames disappeared without a trace, and the air temperature immediately became normal.

At this moment, Long Feng glanced around, and they were in a huge mountain range.

The mountains are lush and lush, with towering ancient trees, even Nine Heavens Samsara can't see it.

"call!"

Long Feng took a breath of fresh air, immediately refreshed.

"Little bird, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave quickly."

The formation has disappeared, and there are more than a few of them here.

Other people must be nearby too. He didn't like to deal with those people. He doesn't leave now, but when will he stay.

"Yes, sir!"

Kong Xuanqing screamed and turned into the real body of a peacock, hovering in the air.

"go!"

Long Feng's body shape together, immediately stepped onto Kong Xuan's back.

Mo Batian is not lagging behind, and quickly keep up.

"Puff!"

Kong Xuan saw that both of them were on their backs, immediately flapped their wings, and flew into the distance.

In an instant, he was already thousands of miles away.

On Kong Xuan's back, Long Feng has already begun interrogating the real Ziyuan.

The sacred power of the real Ziyuan has been completely abolished by Longfeng, and he is now a quasi-sage late stage.

He was lying on Kong Xuan's back at this time, with a look of decay, his eyes were full of fear, and his whole body was trembling.

Even the heartbeat seems to be paused.

There is still a smell of shit and urine on his body, and he thinks he is frightened.

It was a matter of time before he saw Master beheaded by Longfeng and his own death.

At this moment, there was despair in his eyes.

He extremely regretted why he came to provoke Longfeng, the god of death.

Not only did the benefits have been lost, but now he has even lost his life.

"Say, the true purpose of you and the real person Ziluan entering the core of the Chaos Battlefield."

Long Feng smiled, but sneered.

His eyes were extremely murderous, and they looked terrifying. From the eyes of Real Man Zi Yuan, it was as if he was about to eat him.

Real Zi Yuan couldn't help but shrink his neck.

However, despite the counsel, he would not succumb to Longfeng easily and tell the secret of Shuiyue Dongtian.

"What's the secret? This time, Master took a fancy to the chaotic spar mine, and then entered the core of the battlefield with me."

The eyes of Master Zi Yuan flickered a little, and Long Feng could easily see the flaw.

"It seems you are not honest!"

The smile on Longfeng's face was even stronger.

"Xiaoba, give him a good look, and be careful not to kill him."

Long Feng smiled faintly, glanced at the eager Mo Batian next to him, and said.

"Holly boss, torture or something, I like it best."

Moba Tian barked his teeth with a smile, and rubbed his bald head vigorously, looking like a silly critic.

After speaking, he came to the real Ziyuan and smiled, "Come on, baby, I will make you very cool."

Mo Batian's smile is full of evil.

"You...what are you going to do, don't come over!"

The real Zi Yuan suddenly looked miserable, and his words were crying.

"Grass, but come, how can I make you cool?"

Mo Batian grabbed the collar of the real Zi Yuan and slapped it round.

"Snapped!"

The real Ziyuan was stunned!

Slapped!

Although he knew he would be beaten from the moment he was caught alive, he still couldn't believe it.

Since his transformation, he has been apprentice to the real person Ziluan, who has always tortured others, and he has never been tortured.

This feeling of being slapped was his first attempt.

Only felt a burst of pain in his mind, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

"Snapped!"

Another slap!

Afterwards!

"Crackling..."

The slap was like rain, constantly falling on his face.

It can be seen to the naked eye that his face is growing up like a steamed bun.

In a short while, he has become a pig's head.

At this moment, Moba genius stopped his hand, and with only a glance, he was amused by the miserable manner of the real Zi Yuan at this time.

The real Ziyuan was full of blood, and all his teeth were gone, and he might have fallen to the ground with the wind.

The swollen face was so huge that it had covered his eyes.

The eyes that were originally big are now the size of mung beans.

"When the face is finished, the position begins to shift below."

It was already so miserable, but Mo Batian did not stop at all. Lifting the collar of the real Zi Yuan, he hit his belly with a punch.

"Wow!"

The real Ziyuan suddenly shrank his eyes, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The internal organs were in the blood, and a mist of blood was cast down.

"Come again!"

"boom!"

With this punch, even harder, the pain caused Real Zi Yuan's face to be distorted and his pupils turned white.

"Uuuuu..."

The real Zi Yuan couldn't help nodding quickly, and there was a groan in his mouth.

But he couldn't say anything at this time, so he could only watch Mo Batian raise his fist for the third time.

"boom!"

Real Ziyuan almost fainted in pain. The soul has been extremely withered.

Seeing that the real Ziyuan can't hold on anymore.

Mo Batian began to change his methods again.

He didn't know where he found a pounding pestle. The pounding pestle was two feet long, and the front was slightly pointed, but it was the size of a fist in the middle.

Mo Batian looked at this pounding medicine pestle, he hehe smiled, and turned the real Ziyuan over, then pressed it fiercely, then turned it, and pierced it to the end.

"Oh...ooh..."

Blood bursts!

Real Zi Yuan screamed and began to struggle frantically, but was held down by Mo Batian.

This is more than that, Mo Batian's subordinates keep turning.

The screams of the real Ziyuan are endless.

"Shuiyue Cave Sky, it is Shuiyue Cave Sky, oh, explain everything!"

Real Zi Yuan was crying and roaring.

"Boss, this kid recruited!"

When Mo Batian heard it, he laughed and shouted.

"Tsk tusk, Xiaoba, you... so cruel and ugly, what has made our real Zi Kite into."

The corner of Long Feng's mouth smiled and came slowly.

"Hey, boss, don't blame it, next time be careful, never make it so cruel."