Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Episode 227
"Ancestor save me!"

An ancient warrior on the ground who had no time to dodge looked at the fireball hitting him and roared helplessly.

boom!
On the next table, the ancient warrior turned into burning bones.

When Hua Que saw this, he finally couldn't stand the excitement anymore. That ancient warrior was the only bloodline left by his favorite wife in the past.

"Come on!"

Hua Que yelled, and like a flying eagle, he swooped towards the strange bird playing with everyone in the sky.

Thunderbolt!
Hua Que's speed up for a while actually caught up with the strange bird floating in the sky, and immediately fought with each other like a goshawk.

A pair of human fists and feet collided with the sharp claws of a strange bird, and the friction together produced sparks that kept jumping.

Lin Lan wanted to plunge in and join in the fun, but the two of them were entangled, and he couldn't intervene at all.

Whoosh!
Puff!
The two trembling figures finally fell to the ground, creating a large crater in the ground.

As soon as Lin Lan fell down, she saw two figures jumping out of the pit again.

One was Hua Que, and the other turned out to be a giant spirit zombie I had seen before.

But this giant spirit is much more creepy and terrifying than the one they met in the forbidden area before.

The whole body is covered with purple barbs, it seems to restrain Hua Que's fist attack?
Now Hua Que could no longer punch the opponent to the flesh, and could only attack with the air waves formed by the condensed zhenqi, but the opponent's defense seemed not to be afraid of Hua Que's zhenqi impact at all.

Lin Lan looked at Hua Que's increasingly solemn expression and knew that this incarnation of the demon god of hatred seemed unable to be eliminated for the time being, and would become stronger as he fought.

Boom!
Giant Lingzhu also seemed to see that Hua Que seemed to have a special emotional connection with those humans on the ground, so he jumped and caught another ancient warrior.

This ancient warrior was thin and small, estimated to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. When the giant spirit picked it up with one hand, he immediately cried out in fright.

When Lin Lan saw this, wasn't this a junior from the Hua family whom he had met before, a young man named Hua Ling?

"Ancestor, save me!"

The boy wailed with snot and tears, he didn't want to become the food of such an ugly monster as the giant spirit zombie.

"Let him go!"

Hua Que said angrily.

The giant spirit zombie didn't expect that this rather awkward human would care so much about the life and death of other mortals.

However, the other party's expression made him very comfortable. He likes the resentful but helpless, flushed expression of resentment and aggrieved human beings.

"Why are you here, kid? When I left the base, didn't I let you juniors stay well and wait for us to return?"

Hua Que didn't know whether it was because of helplessness or because he wanted to distract Ju Lingzhu, and in a complaining tone, he loudly reprimanded Hua Lingdao who was mentioned by Ju Lingzhu.

Hua Ling, whose face was full of tears and an expression of fear, trembled her lips and sobbed: "Uncle Long brought me and a few people here. He said that Lin Lan, who offended him last time, will never come back."

When Hua Que heard this, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he wished he could smash the Tianling Gai of Hualong who dared to disobey his orders.

"Save... ah!"

Accompanied by Hua Ling's exclamation, followed by a heart-piercing scream, blood flowed from the giant's stiff mouth.

"Heh... your descendants taste good!"

With a cruel smile on the stiff face of the giant spirit, he challenged Hua Que.

"You...must...die!"

Hua Que's eyes were almost popping out, and his veins were bulging. Not only was he witnessing the grief of his great-grandson dying in front of him, but he also felt that his dignity was trampled on the ground.

He has lost his mind with red eyes. Although he knows that even if this monster incarnation is eliminated, there is no way to kill the real demon god, but now he just wants to have a good fight.

Seeing this, Lin Lan didn't know what to say to comfort Hua Que. He felt that he was lying innocently. Since when did Hua Long start to treat him as a thorn in his side?

The incarnation of the devil looked at the angry Hua Que, who seemed to be possessed by a demon, and was very excited. Maybe he would kill the other person, and the pineal gland in the other person's body could turn into the desire magic crystal he needed.

Hua Que didn't know what this bad guy was thinking, he just wanted to kill him.

"ah!"

Finally, Hua Que took a deep breath, and his whole body was inflated like a rubber ball by the full of true energy.

Even disregarding the barbs all over the giant spirit zombie's body, he still punched it with his fist full of arrogance.

A muffled sound rang out on Ju Ling Zheng's body, and for a moment Ju Ling Zheng was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.

But Hua Que's fist also looked like it had been bitten by a wasp. Not only was it red and swollen, it was also dripping with blood.

Lin Lan felt that since Hua Que wanted to take revenge, he had to help Huo Que half his life no matter what, and stay with this giant spirit to the end. After all, although the other party was hundreds of years older than him, he already regarded him as a friend or a brother .

After a while, Ju Lingzheng seemed to have adapted to Hua Que's zhenqi attack. Although his body was hit with dozens of pitted fist marks and the barbs on his body were also broken, strange changes were found on the surface of his skin again. A layer of frost actually appeared.

In this way, Lin Lan and Hua Que only felt that when they fought against each other, they felt extremely cold all over their bodies, and the use of their true energy and soul power gradually became less smooth than before.

"Brother Hua, we can't go on like this! This guy can't be killed at all!" Lin Lan stepped back half a step, panting, and said in a helpless tone.

The next table joins the fight again.

Hua Que didn't reply, but still ignored his injuries and launched a continuous attack towards the giant spirit. He even caught the opponent stepping on a boulder, and at the moment when his foot was unstable and he fell towards the slope, he gave him an over-the-shoulder fall .

After a long time, Lin Lan retreated due to the decline in combat effectiveness and lack of physical strength.

Lin Lan gasped for air, her face turned red, and she gradually felt a dull pain in her liver.

Ju Lingzheng thought that Lin Lan also had a close relationship with Hua Que, a human being, and became more playful. A cruel smile flashed across his face again, and he ignored Hua Que and killed Lin Lan.

Seeing this, Lin Lan couldn't help being furious. This devil-hating god is so cheap. He's so ruthless about human nature. He probably saw that he was running out of strength, so he wanted to torture and kill himself with all his strength, so as to stimulate Hua Que's emotions again.

Boom!
The giant spirit picked up a stone pillar from nowhere and used it as a mallet, and hammered it towards the place where Lin Lan was standing. Lin Lan jumped away with all her strength, only to wake up and escape.

Seeing this, Hua Que couldn't help yelling: "Little brother Lin, quickly take the others and run, I'll stop this guy, hurry up!"

Hearing Hua Que's words, Lin Lan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, rolled the ground again, dodged the giant stick's stick, and then said loudly: "No, let's go together if we want to go, running away is not my style!"

Hua Que didn't know if this Lin Lan was really stupid or fake, so he said loudly, "Do you think it's possible? If you don't run away, all of us will be buried with you!"

"But……"

After hearing this, Lin Lan felt that Hua Que might not be able to hold on anymore, and when Hua Que couldn't stand up, she would surely die, and the others would not be able to escape the claws of the hating demon god, but she still hesitated.

(End of this chapter)