Chapter 1922 (1/2)
Lingxiao suddenly came, but let the hundred eyed Lord Wu Long's mind become more chaotic.
Since he joined the Orthodox Church, wu long has been praised as a rare genius, second only to Feng feiye.
But even in the face of Feng Fei night, he has never admitted defeat.
He tried his best to practice hard and did not dare to slack off for a moment.
He hoped that he could become a strong man in the white tiger continent.
You can even go to basaltic land for further study.
Now he has become one of the top 13 talents in the white tiger continent.
He's the second son!
Such glory makes him feel that his dream is coming true, and no one can stop him from going forward.
Even fengfeiye, tianhaibatu and leilie, he will win!
However, at this moment, he faced a little sky, but was afraid!
It's impossible, but it's the truth.
Lingxiao incarnates as a demon and looks down at him. In front of this demon, he is trembling?
Dare not look directly?
It's not that he is timid, but because he has used nearly 90% of his strength in the two attacks he has just made, but he can't hurt Ling Xiao Fen Fen.
It almost made him feel discouraged and hopeless.
As if standing opposite is not Lingxiao, but a God he can never defeat.
The opponent who can't be hurt makes him feel powerless. What's the use of his strong cultivation?
”Wu Long! Are you still a disciple of my orthodox religion? Waste
Suddenly, a clear voice came directly into Wu Long's ears.
The Phoenix is not the night.
Her voice was not loud, but she had a strong soul.
In an instant, Wu Long recovered from the chaos.
The mood, which had been chaotic and almost collapsed, soon returned to normal.
”Almost caught your trick!”
Wu long, the king of hundred eyes, raised his head and looked at the sky. His cold eyes were full of more decisive murderous spirit: ”I can't hurt you, you should not hurt me. It's ridiculous that I'm so desperate.”
He seemed to suddenly understand it and reappeared with a confident smile: ”I, wu long, are the second son of Zhengyi teaching. In terms of fighting skills, I will not lose to you. Since we can't kill you in a short time, let's fight for endurance.”
After saying that, a more terrible breath was released from his body.
Behind him, there is another shadow, the millipede.
Centipede and millipede are very similar in shape, but they are very different in essence.
One has a hundred magic eyes.
One long and countless tentacles.
Two huge demons stare at Lingxiao's demon incarnation, and Wu Long's eyes are full of merciless killing intention
”kill!”
He roared again, and the two devils were biting toward the sky in two directions.
In the air, the evil breath not only did not let these two demons become dispirited, but more fierce.
”The power of heaven, the fist of heaven!”
Lingxiao cold eyes, showing a touch of ridicule, and then a hand, blue light rushed to the sky.
A huge fist fell from the sky and hit the shadow of the two demons.
”Click!”