Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 868 Turtle in the urn
one more time!
Fan Denglong even felt that Li Cang's IQ was not much better than Nangong Minzhi's.

The devilish energy kept colliding in his body, but the heart-piercing pain couldn't stop Fan Denglong's heart that wanted to laugh.

Molihai, who was holding a jade-faced pipa, rushed into Nangong Minzhi's subordinates, who had grown up with great difficulty. Several zither sounds rang out, and there was a sudden wail.

With just such a face-to-face effort, Nangong Minzhi became a polished commander, and there was no one under his command who could be dispatched.

Now, if Nangong Minzhi still wanted to turn the ancient tomb into a death jedi, he had to do it himself.

Standing on the Liquan sword, Fan Denglong gave Li Cang a middle finger with difficulty.

So what if you were once a high and mighty god?
Isn't the boat capsized in front of the young master now?
Sometimes, a high force value can only mean that your limbs are well-developed, and a simple mind is a flaw.

"puff,"

A mouthful of black blood poured into his throat, and Fan Denglong wiped the corner of his mouth viciously. In front of Li Cang, he was indeed powerless to fight back.

The True Dragon Seal is already trying its best to help him resist the erosion of the demonic energy, and the sword spirit is desperately sending spiritual energy into his body, but the demonic energy is so strong that it is still impossible to be completely expelled for a while.As long as the magic energy is not expelled from the body, it will continue to destroy Fan Denglong's body.

Reiki repairs damaged meridians and organs, while magic qi destroys them again.

Under such a repeated cycle, one can imagine the difficulties Fan Denglong suffered.

Blood oozes from the surface of the skin, and many places seem to be cracked, which looks extremely terrifying.

But even so, Fan Denglong still stood on the Liquan sword without changing his face. Li Cang's expression of wanting to cut himself with a sword but helpless made Fan Denglong feel very sour.As long as he saw this expression, no matter how painful his body was, he felt it was worth it.

"Nangong Minzhi, with your IQ, it's better not to come out to make troubles, or you will be hanged and beaten once every time you come, why bother?"

After Mo Lihai killed those men in black, he stood there all the time, motionless, as if he still had some hole cards.

This caused Nangong Minzhi a lot of trouble. From the beginning of the war to the present, the two sides have come and gone, and it seems that they have reached the end of the mountain, but they are not surprising and show their other cards endlessly.

God knows at this time, what kind of treasure is hidden by that kid Fan Denglong?

"Fan Denglong, you sinister villain."

It can be said that Nangong Minzhi vomited blood from Fan Denglong's anger.

"Haha, isn't Li Cang very powerful? I have something to do today, so I won't play with you here."

With a whistling sound, the Liquan sword suddenly rose high and rushed straight to the sky.

"Stay here,"

At this moment, Li Cang, who realized that he had been fooled again and had not said a word from the beginning to the end, suddenly yelled, as if these four words had condensed into substance, and attacked Fan Denglong.

The yellow sand rose into the sky like a river tide, turned into a sky curtain, and blocked Liquan sword.

Streams of fire fell from the sky, and wherever they went, the temperature rose, and the water vapor in the air was instantly evaporated.

A bright light came from far and near, and the three-foot sword light seemed to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Li Cang, the three-legged Golden Crow, and Zhenxianjian all struck at the same time.

Fan Denglong was startled by this battle, and the real dragon seal instantly turned into a five-clawed golden dragon standing in front of him. The sword spirit tried his best to prop up an aura barrier to protect in front of the real dragon seal.

Peng,
The first to arrive was Li Cang's four-character mantra, which hit the aura barrier, causing a violent tremor instantly.

Standing on the Liquan sword, Fan Denglong swayed all over, and his complexion turned even paler.

The aura barrier built by the sword spirit was already crumbling after the four-character mantra hit it. When streams of fire fell on it, it only lasted for less than a breath before disappearing in the air.

"Little baby, I'm afraid it's going to be a big somersault this time."

The weak voice of the sword spirit reached Fan Denglong's ears. Its aura has been exhausted, and everything will depend on the real dragon seal.

The flowing fire continued, and the golden light flashed on the body of the real dragon seal, and it was swallowed by the golden light before the flowing fire got close.

Seeing this, Fan Denglong's tight string finally loosened.

blocked.

But the mood is not optimistic, the raging fire seems to have no end in sight, and it is still coming one scene after another.

But the golden light emanating from the True Dragon Seal gradually dimmed. Judging by the situation, it might not take long.

The Immortal Immortal Sword hovered around, waiting for the flowing fire to consume the golden light protecting the body of the True Dragon Seal before attacking Huanglong.

Fan Denglong was about to become an ant on the hot pot with the Liquan sword. If the real dragon seal couldn't stop him, then he would really fall this time.

As if the True Dragon Seal had heard his inner prayer, the golden light that had already dimmed suddenly flashed again, and the Immortal Immortal Sword hovering on the side was directly thrown out.In the sky, the stream of flames continued.But the five-clawed golden dragon raised its head, spit out a golden ball, and went straight to outer space.

"This, is this the power of faith?"

Sword Spirit cried out loudly.

Fan Denglong was also absent-minded for a while. Just now, he felt a familiar and inexplicable mysterious force from the heaven and earth pouring into the True Dragon Seal. In an instant, the True Dragon Seal exploded as powerfully as if he had taken Shiquan Dabu Pill.

"This is the power of faith?"

The demonic energy in Fan Denglong's body also dissipated instantly when the inexplicable mysterious power was injected into the real dragon seal just now, and the spiritual energy quickly repaired the wound.

He looked at his blood-stained hands in a daze, "We don't seem to be afraid of a little Li Cang."

Above the head, there was a wail, and the three-legged Golden Crow fell from the sky.

The scene that seemed like the end of the world just now no longer exists, the ground is burning with scorching fire, Li Cang stands there, clenched his fists with a livid face.

Fallen immortal and turned into a demon, the person with the highest fighting power in the world, was actually defeated by an ant twice or three times.

Li Cang's arrogance had all turned into resentment at this time.

"See? It's God's will. Righteousness is invincible."

Slowly recovering his body, Fan Denglong began to get airy again, and started to mock Li Cang in desperation.

"Fan Denglong, you can't win forever. Sooner or later, I will use your blood to wash away this shame."

Li Cang yelled at the sky unconvinced.

"Want to go?"

Fan Denglong chuckled lightly.

"late,"

In the sky, there was a whistling sound.

"boom,"

In the desert, there was thunder on the flat ground.

Standing on the Liquan sword, Fan Denglong said lightly: "It's not rude to come and not go."

The ground was trembling, and Li Cang was laughing wildly, as if mocking Fan Denglong's ignorance.

But soon, the expression on his face froze.

Within a radius of three miles, a faint white light lit up, and the person in the white light had become a turtle in an urn.

(End of this chapter)