Weird World of Immortality

The cloudy wind whines, sometimes visible and sometimes invisible, and their trajectories are elusive.

Zhou Fan, who was hiding in the body, saw this with a solemn expression. Is this a master beyond the martial artist level?

With so many yin winds, it may be difficult to avoid completely at his level.

And once he can't avoid it, can his purple-gold armor stop it?

If the purple gold armor can't stop it, the tough skin of the body may not be able to play a role.

How will the black dragon who controls his body at this moment deal with it?

These thoughts are just passing thoughts.

Heilong maintained an indifferent expression, she just opened her mouth softly and spit out an indistinguishable syllable, so many strands of yin wind stagnated for a moment.

This is Dragon God Language!

Zhou Fan was slightly startled, he couldn't achieve such a fast release speed.

At the moment when the cloudy wind stagnated, the figure of the black dragon disappeared.

Teleport!

When Zhou Fan's body under her control became clear again, he was far away from Yinfeng's attack range and appeared on the left side of the man in black.

The rust knife was pulled out by her at will. The rust knife in her hand was stained with rust. She just glanced at it. The Star Frost rust knife trembled slightly, the rust completely disappeared, and the dragon scales on the slender blade were protruding.

The sword glows like stars and frost and snow, slashing towards the neck of the man in black.

The black-clothed man found out the moment the black dragon appeared, but the black dragon's casual strike was so fast that he couldn't counterattack or move sideways.

Such a knife is too fast for Zhou Fan to use!

The black-clothed man's hair stood up all over his body, and if he was cut off by a knife, he was destined to not live long!

At this critical juncture, his left hand trembled slightly, and the tiny copper bell made a 'dang' sound.

The sound of the ringtone turned into an invisible black sound wave that spread, and the sound wave blocked the falling blade and landed on Zhou Fan's body.

Zhou Fan's body instantly overflowed with countless blood, and he became a blood man.

However, when he became a blood man, he moved several meters away in an instant. Heilong looked indifferently at the blood gushing out of his body, and the blood suddenly flowed back and returned to his body.

The man in black sneered and looked at the black dragon standing on the edge of the green light shrouded in light: "Your movement and swordsmanship are very good, I am definitely not your opponent in the same realm, but your realm is too low for me Well, one more time and you'll die."

The fight between the black-clothed man and the black dragon made Zhou Fan stunned for a moment. That strange sound wave almost killed him just now, and why did the black dragon let his blood flow back as if he was not injured?

He couldn't understand all of this. He was in a heavy heart. It seemed that he had to improve his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would be unable to resist when he encounters a master like the man in black again!

Heilong sighed calmly and said, "Yes, it's too weak, and it makes this seat completely uninterested. Since that's the case, it's better to end it early."

Zhou Fan's skin pores had red blood escaping, and the blood rose over the top of his head and turned into a phantom of a one-foot dragon.

Boil blood!

It's just that the boiling blood used by Heilong is different from that used by Zhou Fan before. Her phantom of the dragon seems to be materialized and lifelike.

The man in black could feel the mighty pressure of the powerful dragon, his face changed greatly, the copper bell in his left hand quickly shook, and his right hand clapped one after another.

The palm wind turned into countless yin winds, and black sound waves rang out from the copper bell.

The sound waves and the yin wind swept toward the place where the black dragon was.

The black dragon looked indifferently at the man in black, and the **** dragon above his head suddenly uttered a strange syllable.

Dragon God Language!

Countless golden dust particles began to appear in the air.

Everything in the field stopped,

The sound wave and Yinfeng stopped, and the man in black also stopped and couldn't move, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

The green mist-shrouded horse behind him raised its front hooves before it stopped, and its fore hooves never fell.

The grayish-white smoke of the smoke that was hiding not far away was no longer swaying, just like a solidified grayish-white stone.

The wind came in and became still wind.

The strange and low-pitched roar from a distance entered here, and the sound was also stuck and unable to spread.

Only the body of Zhou Fan controlled by the black dragon walked among the golden dust particles.

She walked forward step by step, just like a **** walking in her own realm, walking through the wind and sound waves, until she approached, and said in a cold voice: "You can be considered a weak person when you understand the law, and you are in this seat. In my eyes, I can't even count ants."

The sharp knife light swiped in the air where time was stagnant.

The head of the man in black was easily cut off, and the moment the head fell, the time returned to normal.

Yin wind and sound waves were able to move forward, swept away countless magic trees, and disappeared into the darkness.

The black-clothed man's head rolled to the ground, and a **** path rolled out on the ground. His eyes were wide open, with an unbelievable expression on his face. He was killed before he could exert one-tenth of his strength.

The headless corpse spat out blood and staggered to the ground.

Yan Qi was so frightened that his whole body trembled. It didn't expect that the powerful adults in the organization would die like this. It didn't even dare to escape, but just knelt down and begged for mercy.

Heilong glanced at Yanji coldly, and he was about to raise the knife in his hand to kill this poor and weak monster.

"Don't kill it, I'll keep it useful." Zhou Fan said quickly.

But Heilong ignored it, her knife continued to fall, with cold blue flames intertwined with black thunder arcs on the knife, just a few knives tore apart the smoke that could not even escape.

Countless clouds drifted away with the wind.

"You..." Zhou Fan's face was a little ugly.

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to command this seat?" Heilong said with a sneer on his face.

Zhou Fan sighed, and now he can only pray that the Yanshu is so far away from Yuanshu Village that it will not affect the villagers in Yuanshu Village, otherwise all the villagers in Yuanshu Village will be buried with the Yanshu.

But having said that, the chances of Yuanshu Village being buried with Yan Qi should be very low. He felt that Yan Qi didn't have such great magical powers to allow villagers to be buried with him.

"It's done, you can go." Zhou Fan said solemnly again.

He wanted to get his body back.

But Heilong ignored Zhou Fan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She just floated to the side of the horse, and the Star Frost Saber in her hand instantly slashed 188 knives, dismembering the horse into countless pieces .

The green light and mist dissipated, this horse should have been cultivated by a special parasite, but under the fierce hand of the black dragon, there was no resistance.

The dismembered horse was sprayed with countless red blood.

It's just that the black dragon spit out a dragon **** language again.

The horse blood hovered in the air, maintaining a strange splatter shape, and a gorgeous blood flower bloomed at the end of the horse blood.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Fan, who lost control of his body, was shocked.

Heilong still ignored Zhou Fan. She threw the Star Frost Rusted Knife on the ground and sat down cross-legged. This time, Zhou Fan's body and clothes exploded, naked and naked.

Could this color dragon be crazy and want to humiliate himself?

Zhou Fan turned dark looking at all this, and shouted loudly, "Ship, take her back!"