Chapter 29: The Long Street Cry
The dragon and tiger piles are formed, and the energy is as strong as the dragon and tiger!
Back in the Luohan Palace, Lin Hai used his third-level cultivation to achieve this goal, and he was able to defeat the demons and ghosts in the innate realm. Now that his Qi and blood are strong, he is only one step away from entering the innate realm. With all his strength, he can
The power is more than doubled?
From the place where the two people fought, an invisible blast of wind blew up, as if an invisible ripple was born out of thin air, spreading out layer by layer in the night on the long street.
The moment his fists came into contact with the figure, Lin Hai only had time to finish the dragon-tiger attack, and he immediately began to fly backwards without any pause. Blood began to spray crazily while the figure was still in the air!
This fight was really life-threatening. Lin Hai felt that he was not fighting with a person, but colliding with the front of a high-speed train!
The gap is too big. This shadow master is at least two realms higher than me!
His right hand had been completely shattered. Lin Hai, who had never experienced such pain, was instantly blocked from all thoughts by this unforgettable pain. He twisted back and forth on the ground and screamed to vent.
An unknown amount of time passed like this, as the body gradually began to adapt to the pain, and the consciousness finally began to think normally, Lin Hai also heard the angry voice of the old farmer.
"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Kill him!"
It's over now.
Lin Hai was filled with despair and raised his upper body with all his strength, but the scene in front of him was very surprising.
Because the black figure who succeeded in the attack did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but stood there and stared at him blankly.
With this, Lin Hai was able to see clearly the appearance of this black figure through the moonlight.
Dirty dirt can be seen everywhere on his clothes. They are in tatters and look like a homeless man who has been wandering for more than ten years. He stands stupidly under the moon, with his dirty hair hanging down messily.
His face was covered, his whole body was skinny, and he stood silently in the darkness, like an innocent soul seeking his life!
"I said, kill him!"
When the old farmer gave the order for the second time, his tone was full of anger. The homeless master who received the order lowered his head and looked at the sharp nails on his withered fingers. He suddenly held his head and raised his head to the sky and screamed, as if he was caught in a
A very painful situation.
Lin Hai didn't have time to care about what they were going crazy about at this time, because in his six senses, the master who looked like a refugee opposite him had an extremely unstable aura, like a barrel of explosives that could explode at any time, which was extremely dangerous!
Standing up with his only intact left hand, Lin Hai started to escape along the way he came, step by step and staggeringly.
He doesn't care what kind of madness that guy is going on, being able to escape is the most important thing!
But Lin Hai didn't have the chance to escape very far. The skinny, refugee-like master had already succumbed to the old farmer's third order, got down on all fours and turned into a gust of wind, closing the distance by half in an instant.
How to do how to do!
Lin Hai looked back at the figure that was getting closer and closer. Under the pressure of extreme danger, his mind strangely entered a very calm state.
At this moment, there was suddenly the sound of heavy and chaotic footsteps in the distance, and there was also the faint sound of the collision of armor-leaf swords.
City Lord's Mansion! They discovered that Nangong was missing and came out to search!
Lin Hai's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a drowning man had grasped a life-saving straw. There were many masters in the city lord's palace. Even if he couldn't beat this master, he could get away with just a moment of entanglement!
But the speed of the refugee master once again knocked Lin Hai's mood into the abyss. After just one breath, the distance between the two was less than ten meters!
In such a short distance, even if the person standing in the distance is Monk Du Zhen at the peak of Tongyou, he still can't save himself!
Heavy breathing continued to come out of his mouth, and there was a strong smell of rust between his mouth and nose. At the end of the road, the fast-moving master actually began to slow down in Lin Hai's sight.
The dust splashed up when he landed and the dirty hair swaying in the wind were like a slowed down movie, moving clearly before his eyes frame by frame.
If this kind of phenomenon appeared in normal times, Lin Hai would definitely be excited and shouting, but he is not in that mood now. Under the absolute power and speed, just seeing is useless! You can stare to death
Him? With Lin Hai's current state of play, even if he could clearly see every move he made, there would be no chance of winning.
The difference in strength between the two is as clear as a gulf.
The dirty long hair was blown open by the night wind, and the dark, rotten face that seemed to have been buried for a long time came into Lin Hai's eyes. After seeing this person's appearance clearly, Lin Hai was instantly filled with a cold air from his head to his toes.
He couldn't help but blurt out:
"Wei Ling!"
The withered claws stopped dangerously in front of Lin Hai, but these two light words seemed like a mountain weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, pressing hard on this monster.
Yes, this dirty body that looked like it was rotting after being buried for half a month was the young and beautiful woman that Lin Hai helped, Wei Ling, a month ago!
This monster, or should we call her Wei Ling, she looked at her sharp claws blankly, her withered body heaved violently, as if she had gone through countless pains and struggles in her heart, and her eyes turned into pain.
There was a bloody red color, and there were countless squirming things like insects and snakes swimming under the dark skin.
What kind of monster has she become?
Lin Hai looked at the changes in Wei Ling's body in horror, carefully and slowly retreated, shouting Wei Ling's name in an attempt to awaken her mind and conscience, and ran towards the search team at the City Lord's Mansion.
Seeing Wei Ling's miserable look, the old farmer somehow stopped urging him. He looked at the faint sound of beetle leaves rubbing against each other in the deep night, and finally thought about retreating temporarily.
Although there was no one chasing him, Lin Hai still used all his strength to run away. The little girl who was still alive and kicking a month ago turned into such a scary zombie after not seeing her for a few days, which really made Lin Hai unacceptable.
Lin Hai's figure disappeared into the night, and not long after, the sound of Lin Hai negotiating with the city lord's search team was heard.
"There, there is an old man there who killed Taoist priest Xing from Kyoto. They are very powerful. Go and have a look!"
The old farmer walked over from behind with an expressionless face, looked at the restless Wei Ling, and frowned slightly:
"Let's go, we will meet again when mountains and rivers meet again."
Chapter completed!