It is said that Shizun is a devil

After eating and drinking enough, Han Jing felt the joy of the trip, and squeezed to the stall to play hoops.

Han Jin: "...don't bully ordinary people." The boss of the ring may have to set a rule of "each person is limited to one game per day".

Han Jing froze for a moment, looked at Han Jin cautiously, and asked pitifully, "Are we out of money?"

Shimen is very poor, how can I forget, I can't afford to live in an inn, only two people can sleep in one room!

Han Jin: "No, no, no, no, rich and rich, condoms, buy, buy, buy." The watery little pitiful eyes really can't hold it at a glance!

Han Jing happily asked for a bunch of bamboo rings, and just as she was about to throw one at a small porcelain white bowl, there was a deafening roar not far away.

Dazzling silver light suddenly enveloped the whole Baole, and people would have the illusion that there are no other colors in this world when they are in such pure whiteness.However, the three fire dragons circled and staggered in the air, tearing open the curtain leading to the night in this pure white space with an extremely domineering posture.

The crowd exploded with a bang, the laughter and laughter were still in my ears, and the joyful face was still in front of my eyes. The masked girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her smile was picturesque, her half body torn by spiritual power fell on the side of the street, and the brilliance of life was still in her eyes. .

She finally realized what had happened. At the last moment of her life, her smile turned into panic, leaving an extremely distorted pain on her face.

She still has a half body left for her family to bury, and more people, at the moment swept by the fire dragon, have been turned into a handful of ashes blown away by the hot wind, and they can no longer be distinguished from him and her. Not out of human form.

Han Jing threw down the ring in his hand, and Han Jin and Han Jin arrived at the intersection of silver light and fire dragon in an instant.

The little white sheep was standing among the fire dragons, still dressed in white, his clothes were torn on his back, exposing his bloody flesh, but he stood upright.The demon's eyes are long and narrow, as cold as a knife. His left hand tightly hugs Han Fuwang, who is trembling and burying his face in his arms. The fingers of his right hand are bent into claws. Vibrating, the strings seem to be tightly pressed by an invisible hand, and the roots are clinging to the wood.

Opposite him, there were only fire dragons. Three fire dragons stood side by side in the air, but there was no one behind them.

The three fire dragons roared and roared in unison, their bodies staggered, and they spewed out flames that could melt everything in the world. Dragon Horn!

However, just in an instant, the fire dragon's horns were reborn, swung its giant tail, raised its head slightly, and let out a roar that resounded in all directions. It came from three sides, with its horns pushed together, and rushed towards the little white sheep.The little white sheep had no time to retreat, the five fingers of his right hand were like lightning, Chunchouqin made a roar of beasts that shook the sky, a huge light sheep rose into the air, and with its huge body, it forcibly endured the three-sided attack, howling angrily, With a shake of the body, the three fire dragons were shaken away!

A little bit of star flames fell, and the little white sheep on the soles of the giant light sheep looked at the three giant dragons without blinking. The silver light shield protected his left arm, and Han Fuwang held his collar tightly , showing a big black eye in his arms, looking around in horror.Although he peed his pants in fear, Han Fuwang seemed to know that the little white sheep had worked very hard to protect him, tears kept falling from his eyes, but he didn't cry out.

It wasn't until Han Fuwang saw Han Jing Han Jin that he stretched out his short, round arms that looked like lotus joints to Han Jing, pouted his mouth and wept.

Han Jin rose up with his sword, stepped on the void, and climbed onto the sheep's head in two or three steps. The silver light still enveloped the whole Baole. The naked eye could no longer see the changes in the outside world. He could only hear the thunder rolling in the sky, and the pure white space flashed by. A few strands of hallucinatory blue lightning, the Jingyue Sword's sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword gathers the power of mountains and rivers, and sweeps forward forcefully.

The fire dragons were all beheaded under the sword energy of the Mahayana monks. However, the dragon's head just turned into stars and fireworks scattered, but the three fire dragons flicked their giant tails, and instantly switched their heads and tails. The tail turned into a head, and the neck became a tail. mouth profusely.

The giant sheep lowered its head suddenly, and pulled its slender tail upwards, pulling away the dragon head that the fire dragon will grow.Han Jin slapped the hilt of the sword with his right palm, and the Jingyue sword floated into the air, divided into two, two, four, four, eight and eight, and ten thousand swords flew together, chasing the three fire dragons closely, constantly cutting off the newborn places of the fire dragons.

Han Jing embraced Han Fuwang, propped up the water wall, and tried to prevent everything from harming more people.

Han Fuwang hugged Han Jing's neck and sobbed softly. His diaper was already soaked, but he didn't cry loudly.It's just that the small arms holding Han Jing's neck are very hard, for fear that he will fall.

The fire dragon was chased and slashed by the sword array, and the situation seemed to have stabilized. Han Jing hugged Han Fuwang and covered his eyes to prevent him from seeing the flesh and blood around him. The surviving half of the body still had a happy smile on its face.

Death came so fast, they didn't realize their own death, and they were happy in the last moment of life.

Han Jing looked up at Han Jin and the little white sheep. The sparks landed on the ground and bounced far away, slowly converging into a small snake. Under the cover of the flames everywhere, it quietly crawled to Han Jing's feet.

Han Fuwang lowered his head and lay in Han Jing's arms, weeping and wiping away his tears. Seeing the winding fire snake, he finally cried out loud.

Han Jing immediately lowered his head to check, and saw that the fire snake under his feet suddenly charged up and bounced up. He quickly took a step back, hugged the baby in his left hand, flicked his right hand, a water snake collided with the fire snake, and the two returned to the void.

Little Aries clasped his right hand heavily on the qin, and the strings vibrated together, letting out a short and dull sigh.

"It's Han Fuwang!" The little white sheep recalled the light sheep, flew back, retreated to Han Jing's side, glanced at Han Fuwang in Han Jing's arms, and frowned, "The other party's target is Han Fuwang."

Just now, the little white sheep thought that he would be attacked only when he was alone, but the fire dragon seemed to be particularly obsessed with his left hand side. Now that Han Jing was holding the child and was attacked by the fire snake, it seemed that he would sneak up on Han Fuwang's position first. However, with the opponent's cultivation base, if there is no priority level in the assassination target, no matter who it is, it is possible to concentrate on killing one or the other first.

And the cultivation base of the other party... When the two sides fight, the summoning fire dragon of the other party will not be suppressed in any way. All this is still in the case that the other party does not show his face. No matter who is behind the scenes, the cultivation base will only be higher than Mahayana.

Han Jing hugged Han Fuwang tightly, Han Fuwang's small body was shaking violently, and the arms around Han Jing were already trembling due to too much force, but he still didn't dare to let go.The fire dragon has turned into small flames everywhere, but it still refuses to be completely extinguished. Han Jin recalled the Jingyue Sword, and returned to Han Jing with an embarrassed expression: "Could this person be the one who killed the elder of the Muzi Sect?"

"With the opponent's cultivation, it's not impossible." But if he was really able to quietly kill the two old monsters, why did it drag on until now?

The little white sheep looked around, his spiritual consciousness had reached the limit, and he found nothing as expected.To be able to eliminate traces of oneself in the consciousness of a great monster in the realm of the demon king, the cultivation base is at least the late stage of Mahayana, but at the same time to cast spells, you can also hide your whereabouts in the consciousness of the demon king, and the cultivation base is at least the middle stage of the tribulation, Are the old monsters in the tribulation period so worthless now?Why would a powerful man who is going through the tribulation period target a child?

Could it be that even Da Neng in the Transcending Tribulation Period believed in the language of the red inverted triangle, and wanted to kill him quickly?

Little Aries didn't have time to think more, and he was already in even bigger trouble.

The fireworks all over the ground are like flowers randomly drawn by red watercolors, either light or strong, but enduring and endless.Countless fiery snakes shuttled among the blazing flowers, and pounced on Hanjing silently.

The sword energy stirred up the flames and cut the fire snakes one by one, but the fire snakes kept coming one after another, scrambling to be the first to do so, they used their bodies to drill small holes one by one on the water wall beside Han Jing.

The little white sheep has returned to its original shape, but this time it is not a lamb the size of a palm, but a monster half the height of a human being. Stamped out a fiery snake, its four claws stomped wildly, like crazy.

It seemed that Huo Snake was finally irritated by the three adults who were in the way, and no longer only obsessed with Han Jing, but began to attack Han Jin and Xiaobai Yang indiscriminately.

From all directions, countless fire snakes rushed towards Han Jing, the flame flowers swayed, and small fire snakes the size of earthworms were born in the wind. Han Jin stretched out his arms to block a small earthworm the size of a finger that was rushing towards Han Jing. Looking at the burnt sleeve, the forearm has been burned with a black mark, which cannot be quickly repaired by the body.

This fire is so overbearing that it can actually hurt the body of a Mahayana monk, and it can also survive under the full-strength suppression of three Mahayana monsters. It is definitely not a mortal flame.

Han Jin was secretly startled, and took half a step closer to Han Jing, half blocking Han Jing.

Tangible things can be killed, but invisible things are hard to destroy. The opponent's level is not low, and the efficiency of stably suppressing the three of them. Three Mahayana old monsters are trapped in the flower of fire in this remote Baole City. In the sea, it is difficult to escape.

Persevering hard, but it seems that there is little hope. The screams of mortals have completely disappeared at some point. This bustling street, in less than half an hour, is only left with ashes.

Just as Han Jing was about to hand over the child to the little white sheep, he tried to summon the aura of water to cover the surroundings and forcefully squeeze the flames away, but the surrounding flames were completely extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Han Jing looked at Han Jin and Xiaobaiyang in confusion, and both of them shook their heads, expressing that it was not their fault.

The night wind was not affected by any human struggles, and it blew black ash all over the ground, sending it in all directions. Han Jing hugged Han Fuwang, standing in the ruins that were empty except for ashes, at a loss.

After a long while, Han Jing tried to calm down and said, "Let's go out of the city."

The big catastrophe brought the little catastrophe, maybe he shouldn't have walked in crowded places.

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