The personal guardian of the beautiful president

Chapter 157 The situation changes rapidly

Feng Heren pointed to the pillar in front of him. The scenery on the pillar changed for a while, and finally focused on a blood-red ball, which was about the size of an egg, hiding under a stone.

"Ah? What a beautiful chicken blood stone. It's so big. I like it. I want it." When Yaoyue saw it, her youngest daughter burst into love with this huge gemstone. She clapped her hands and said, "I hear It is said that there is a huge gemstone inlaid in the crown of Queen Ingra of the Northwest Continent, and I have always wanted to get it, but it is difficult to do it. I didn’t expect that our Great Xia Kingdom also has it, which is great.”

Fenghe snapped her fingers across the table and said, "Wake up, please, please don't pretend to be a little girl in front of me in the future, okay, when I think of you, an old goblin who is almost two hundred years old, pretending to be a little girl here Girl, my goosebumps are on the rise."

"He just likes it." After being told by Fenghe people, Yaoyue was also a little embarrassed, pouted and muttered.

Fenghe people ignored her, and continued: "This red ball is not a chicken blood stone, but a world, or a magic weapon that forms a world of its own. Knowing the secrets of the heavens, you can't figure out the origin of this magic weapon no matter what?"

"The state of mind-distraction of mystic practitioners of the human race corresponds to the realm of demon gods, demon gods, and ghost gods of the three races of demons and ghosts, but why is it slightly inferior to the god-level masters of the three races of demons and ghosts? It is because we only have the sacrificial spirit. They have the ability to clone themselves, but they haven't refined their own cave world yet, while the god-level masters of the three races of demons and ghosts not only have the ability to clone themselves, but also can form their own world."

"Therefore, to have our own cave world as soon as possible is the biggest goal of our human mystic cultivators before the state of fusion. This time, since I have discovered this cave world, I will naturally not let the opportunity disappear, and I will naturally seize it."

After Fenghe said this, there was a hint of murderous intent on his kind face, but he calmed down again, slowly closed his eyes, and flicked the thumb of his left hand on the other three fingers very quickly. After a while, Said softly: "The red bird and the white tiger come to meet each other, and the time and space are chaotic to see the Yin god. Well, this hexagram is very fierce, but no matter, wealth and wealth are in danger, I will make a move this time."

He waved his hand again, and there was a splash of water on the calm lake, and then a huge object slowly rose from the lake. With the sound of metal cows and cows, first a huge metal bracket rose up. Immediately, a missile with a diameter of three meters was erected.

Fenghe people smiled slightly, "The red bird is in the south, and the white tiger is in the west. When the red bird and the white tiger meet, they are going to the southwest, southwest and southwest. That is the way for the dead. So, I say this hexagram is very fierce, but Seeing the God of Yin in chaos of time and space refers to the reversal of yin and yang tonight, and the god of Yin descends into the world, but what I don't know is who descended into the world, if it refers to the hero of Yin, then I am somewhat sure Send him to the southwest, hehe."

While talking in a leisurely manner, he waved his hand lightly, "Let me give them a little surprise first, launch."

With a whoosh, accompanied by a huge splash, the huge bill flew up and went straight to the target.

At this time, Li Shengguang had just flew into the air when he was suddenly shot by Zhou Qi's black dot. The name of this black dot is the Arrow of Separation of Everlasting Hatred, and it is the unique secret technique of the Eternal Hatred Demon Sect. The magic weapon is not a magic weapon. It is said that the hidden weapon is not a hidden weapon, but its power is huge. Once it hits the human body, it will burst the golden core immediately and shatter the air sea dantian, so the name is called Changhen Parting Arrow, which means that once it is hit, there is only parting.

After being hit by this blow, Li Shengguang suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground with a slap. He was still in mid-air and had already lost consciousness.

Originally, when he fell from such a high place, he should have been thrown to death, but his glazed blue light lightning tower protected him, and when the light tower vibrated, it gently counteracted the force of the shock, and immediately, like a blue Like a sphere, it rolls quickly on the ground. Although this ancient magic weapon has lost its spirit, resulting in a rather sluggish operation, it is after all a famous treasure in ancient times. After sensing the master's intentions, Will be determined to implement.

Murder intent flashed in Zhou Qi's eyes, "You still want to run? You have been hit by the arrow of parting with eternal hatred, Li Shengguang, you are about to bid farewell to this world, I advise you to die obediently!" It disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the blue light ball.

Although there are still faint electric sparks flickering on the blue light ball, but because of the loss of the master's mind control, it is no longer enough to hurt the enemy. Therefore, Zhou Qi didn't care, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the light. Immediately, the black light flickered in his hand, and he wanted to activate the magic power to kill Li Shengguang in one fell swoop.

At this time, the critical moment has come for the yin qi transformed by Wan Gui Ye Cry to refine the Chihuoyouqing. Originally, the Chihuoyouqing turned into a melting pot of heaven and earth, which can melt all things, but tens of thousands of ghosts, led by Yin Zhihao's avatar, It actually succeeded in causing the ghosts to cry at night, which connected with the evil spirit of this world, and actually trapped the Chihuo sentient beings, and actually wanted to refine him in turn.

At this time, Chi Huo Youqing was complaining repeatedly in his heart, and secretly regretted that he should not have come to this muddy water. Originally, he pretended to be a representative of the Basang State Corporation and got along like a fish in water in Shangjing City, enjoying beautiful women, food, and fine wine every day. It's not very happy, but a few days ago, Li Xianzhong, the police chief of Liuli District, actually came over and said that he was asking him for a small favor. He agreed because of his face and the other party promised a lot of benefits. Such a brat, of course, is easy to catch, but he didn't expect to encounter a big danger here.

The melting furnace of this world is extremely exhausting. He secretly estimated that if he persisted for more than ten minutes at most, he might not be able to maintain the shape of the furnace and change back to his original shape. , I was afraid that he would be swallowed immediately, so he shouted loudly: "Lord Li Xianzhong, please hurry up and help."

He had no hope at first, and everyone could see that Li Xianzhong had been possessed and taken away by an unknown ghost at this time, and for some reason, the police chief's seal in Li Xianzhong's arms could not protect him.

But what is surprising is that after Chi Huo Youqing yelled, Li Xianzhong actually agreed, and walked over tremblingly.

Chi Huo Youqing was overjoyed at the first sight, and he was also a little anxious at this time. Seeing Li Xianzhong really came to help him, he was moved, and shouted: "Director Li, be careful of these ghosts. After they launched Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying at Night, their combat effectiveness is obviously great. Zeng, please meet me, and we will leave together."

Immediately, there was a buzzing sound, and Chi Huo Youqing did not know what secret method he had used. The furnace he had turned into had only a raging flame. Although the flame was burning violently, there was no carbon fire, only flames, but no carbon fire. The rootless fire, and at this moment, the red fire did not know how to make it, suddenly, some carbon fire appeared inside the furnace.

As soon as the charcoal fire came out, the power of the cauldron suddenly increased by [-]%, making it impossible for those phantom ghosts to approach for a while, and then there was another buzzing sound, and the cauldron suddenly aimed the furnace mouth at the periphery, and then all After a few sounds, a few pieces of charcoal fire were ejected like cannonballs, with extremely high heat energy attached to them, forcing all the ghosts to dodge far away, and successfully killed a bloody path.

At the end of this bloody road is Li Xianzhong. At this moment, Li Xianzhong is walking over shaking his head three times. He lowers his head and walks forward. No one can see his eyes, and he hums softly as he walks. He sang a song, the lyrics were extremely vaguely hummed by him, and no one could understand the true meaning of the lyrics, but felt that it was an ancient ballad, and there was a strong sense of sadness in the singing.

On this night when the blood moon is like a disk, why is Li Xianzhong sad?

Chi Huo Youqing turned into a fire furnace at this moment, but his spiritual sense was better than before. Although he was in the crowd of thousands of ghosts, he still saw Li Xianzhong. It's not that you've got rid of the ghost, if you are, please raise your head, I want to see your eyes."

Eyes are the windows to the soul. If Li Xianzhong is really taken away, then his eyes, his eyes, will never be exactly the same as Li Xianzhong in a short period of time. Chihuo Youqing firmly believes that as long as he takes a look at Li Xianzhong's With eyes, you will definitely see clearly whether Li Xianzhong has been taken away or not.

Li Xianzhong seemed to have heard Chi Huo Youqing's words. At this moment, his body seemed to be completely familiar, and the movements of his hands and feet seemed to be much more coordinated. He suddenly raised his head. At this time, everyone realized that his hair was unknowingly When, it has grown to the shoulder.

At this moment, Li Xianzhong had long, purple-red hair that fell down and covered his face. Dong Xiaoshi's heart tightened. For some reason, when he saw Li Xianzhong's hair, he thought of the moon in the sky for no reason. At this moment, he looked up at the moon in the sky again. The moon was like a large piece of blood, showing a purple-red ocher color. It seemed to be somewhat similar to Li Xianzhong's hair at this time.

The color of Li Xianzhong's hair actually resembled the moonlight in the sky.

Not only Dong Xiaoshi noticed this, but even Yaoyue, who was hundreds of miles away, noticed it. She was concentrating on her mobile phone, enjoying it like watching a movie, when she suddenly covered it His own mouth exclaimed: "Brother, look at Li Xianzhong's hair, it suddenly grew a lot, and the color of his hair is authentic purple red, which looks noble and generous. I like this color. I'm going to dye one too."

Fenghe was also observing the battle situation at this time, so he naturally noticed the change in Li Xianzhong, and said with a cold snort, "Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, I'll see how you resist the huge force of the missile later."

The carbon fire ejected from the cauldron that Chi Huoyouqing turned into at this time was the evolution of the true essence in his body by the secret method. Every piece of carbon fire represents a trace of true essence. This kind of consumption is absolutely unaffordable. Yes, but he suddenly felt his whole body tense, and suddenly, he felt an inexplicable fear of this Li Xianzhong. As a practitioner of mysteries, he naturally knew what this meant.

This is the warning of the spirits in heaven of the ancestors of the past generations.

There is no doubt that Li Xianzhong has undergone great changes at this time.

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