The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

But even under this punch, the black-robed man remained motionless, just staring at 180 Chu Heng, as if he was still asking for the answer.

punched.

A black hole was left in the air.

This punch shattered the void. ~)

But the man in black robe seemed to have no effect, still turned into a cloud of black smoke, avoiding this unparalleled punch.

The black smoke condensed, and the figure of the man in black appeared again.

Although Xiaogu is innocent, he is not stupid.

Facing such an enemy, no matter how powerful her boxing skills are, there is nothing she can do.

Intangible and qualityless, yet omnipresent.

Xiaogu tightened his head and tightened, and he couldn't imagine a way to defeat him.

She was not without doubts: "Such a powerful supernatural power, why is there no rumor in the cultivation world?"

Xiaogu is confident, just now she feels that her fist skills have improved a lot. Although she dare not say that she is invincible in this spiritual world, she dares to ignore the existence of her fists, but she definitely does not have them!

This is the confidence given to her by her blood and fist.

They were not familiar with them, but Chu Heng, who had his own understanding of some things, had guessed something.

"You are, demon god?"

Chu Heng frowned and looked at the man in black.

Intangible and qualityless, but extremely powerful.

Except for the demon god who condensed the evil spirit and made countless people fear, Chu Heng couldn't imagine anyone else. +]

But why the demon god wanted to attack Nanzhao, and why he was here again, he couldn't figure it out at all.

Based on his understanding of demon gods.

This demon god is a very proud person. Once he was born, he would have no time to hang out. In the original book, almost once he broke the seal, he summoned countless monsters and killed them all the way.

Almost killed half of the Central Plains.

How could there be Xianxin squatting in this Nuwa Temple at this time?

He was puzzled, but the demon god seemed to acquiesce, or in other words, he didn't care what he was talking about at all, but just stared at him: "Hand over, the mystery of going back in time."

It seemed that in his heart, only this sentence was important.

How did Chu Heng know the mystery of going back in time? He guessed that it should be related to the power of the Five Elements Bead.

But even so, he would not tell the demon god.

Seeing him keep silent, the demon god seemed to be enraged.

"I said, hand it over, the mystery of going back in time!"

The scarlet in his eyes seemed like (bgdf) like blood, flashing under the hood, as if he couldn't suppress his killing intent.

But he knew that he could only rely on Chu Heng if he wanted to obtain the mystery of going back in time, so he endured it all the time and never made a move.

He has squatted in this Nuwa Temple for an unknown amount of time.

Even once he got out of trouble, he ignored everything and just looked for a way to go back to the past in the Nuwa Temple.

But no matter how hard he tried, he had no clue.

At this time, Chu Heng and the others came, and without any effort, they had already activated the power of time in the Nuwa Temple.

How to make him not eager, not excited.

It's just that he seemed a little delirious at this moment, just repeating that sentence over and over again.

Among Chu Heng and the others, Xiao Gu and Ling'er had nothing to do with him.

Chu Heng was a little sure, but he hoped to get some more mysteries of the catastrophe from this mouth, so he never disturbed him, but listened carefully to his murmurs.

"Why do you want to go back in time?"

Chu Heng listened to his incoherent speech there, but couldn't find any connection.

"Go back... go back to the past, find... find Linglong."

Chu Heng's heart skipped a beat, Linglong and the beast god were in love and killed each other.

He was thinking, but the beast god seemed to be aroused with infinite emotions by the word Linglong.

Just listen to him speaking more and more fluently, and louder and louder:

"Ask Linglong...ask Linglong...she...why...why...seal...me."

"Why seal me, lie to me, kill me!"

The man in black seemed to be extremely angry, and his black robe was shattered inch by inch under his words.

His withered and terrifying body was exposed.

His limbs and head seemed to be spliced ​​together, so uncoordinated that he felt like he was about to fall.