After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

The smile on Feng Zhao's face became stiff, and his glass-colored eyes suddenly cooled down. He stroked the slightly warm glass beads on his neck, and his gaze slowly shifted from Lu Ze to Song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran, with long silver hair and a black robe, was lowering his head, and He Jing, who was standing beside him, seemed a little worried, as if he wanted to speak but didn't know what to ask.

Finally, Song Zhiran seemed to have noticed Feng Zhao's gaze, so he also looked over.

Those eyes were extremely dark, so dark that no matter how Feng Zhao probed, he couldn't be sure, what was the other party thinking?After rewinding several times in the dungeon, does the other party really have memories as Feng Zhao thought?

in the case of……

If so, then the black gas... wait, black gas, black box?

Feng Zhao's heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head suddenly and saw the mysterious item "black box" in his hand as a reward. His hand trembled, and when he was about to throw this thing far away subconsciously, he stopped suddenly.

The corners of Feng Zhao's lips slowly parted, and he looked at Lu Ze again: "Mysterious item...well, do you want it? Ten black crystals...no, just one black crystal!"

Lu Ze was rubbing his head, and after hearing the words "You think I'm stupid", he twisted his fat face and refused decisively.

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao didn't give up, he looked at Song Zhiran, but before he could speak, he saw Song Zhiran stretch out his hand first, and said coldly: "Ten black crystals."

Feng Zhao's mind suddenly came up with the words of the tower spirit just now, "The consumption of this tower's spiritual energy is too high, and ten black crystals will be deducted from each person"...

Because Song Zhiran's optical brain was used when entering the tower, so these ten black crystals...

Feng Zhao suddenly looked up at the sky: "Look, the red thundercloud! Uh..."

Feng Zhao lowered his head, looked at the claws that had already clamped his wrist, and then followed the claws to look at the cold white face of his master, and met those sinister eyes.

Song Zhiran said coldly: "Ten black crystals."

Out of the corner of Feng Zhao's eyes, Feng Wu glanced at Feng Wu who was looking at himself and Song Zhiran. After 3 minutes, he thought carefully about whether Hei Jing was important or his life was important, and then he gritted his teeth and decided to do both!

With a cock in his neck, he resolutely abandoned moral integrity and snorted: "Song Zhiran, what do you mean? I am your fiancee, and you still want to care about ten black crystals with me? Tell me, is the black crystal important or me? Hmph, I'm jealous!"

Song Zhiran, Song Zhiran was about to back away from the disgusting reflex, but he didn't want Feng Zhao to grab his arm with his backhand and shake it vigorously. A face that was obviously handsome and hailed as a cold and cold male god seemed to be stained at this moment. The color of "green tea" was changed, and the tea said in a tea-like way: "Zhiran, do you know? What I care about is not Hei Jing, but your attitude! You...how can you do this? I am sincere with you Alright, when we get married in the future, I will be yours, let alone something external to him like Hei Jing? What do you think?"

Song Zhiran: "!"

Song Zhiran pulled his arm hard, but he couldn't pull it back completely, and was about to get angry, but suddenly saw Gui Mingxuan approaching from a distance, with a gloomy expression, and without a word, he raised his hand and was about to pat Feng Zhao.

Song Zhiran frowned, and immediately ignored Feng Zhao's disgusting goosebumps. He swung his backhand and took Feng Zhao back a few steps quickly. At the same time, the water sword in the other hand Condensed, it is necessary to resist Gui Mingxuan's hidden sharp palm power.

There was only a "click", and the water sword was instantly shattered.

Gui Mingxuan's eyes flashed with pain, and he seemed to be about to speak, but there was wind in his ears, and it was Feng Wu who picked up the machete and killed him.

"Bastard, dare to sneak attack on my younger brother? I will kill my old lady!" Feng Wu was furious. Her fragile younger brother was just acting like a baby (?) with her fiancé. Although it was disgusting, as an older sister, she didn't care. Why is Wang Ba, surnamed Gui, so troublesome?

Just looking for death!

Feng Wu machetes with both hands, approaching with terrifying momentum.

As a high-ranking spiritual master of the sixth ring, Gui Mingxuan didn't like Feng Wu, a mere fourth ring. However, the more he fought, the more he found that the female in front of him was more difficult than he imagined.

In particular, Feng Wu seemed to be agitated when he hit it, and the human figure turned into a majestic brown-haired lion in the blink of an eye. Followed by.

Gui Mingxuan: "!"

Gui Mingxuan has practiced double palm strength since he was a child, and his palms have long been extraordinary, but it's okay to face the golden light, and those golden machetes are really terrifying.

Gui Mingxuan's spiritual ring flashed, and countless water elements quickly condensed, enveloping him.

The golden light was blocked, and so was the golden machete.

Seeing this, the brown-haired lion not only didn't back down, but kicked all four hooves vigorously, and rushed forward. At this moment, Gui Mingxuan's seven spirit rings suddenly flashed——

Gui Mingxuan murmured "Forbidden", countless water elements in the air crazily surged, converged, and then converged into a huge blue ocean.

Feng Zhao: "Sister!"

Song Zhiran: "No!"

The two exclamations were covered by the sound of huge waves, as was the majestic brown-haired lion.

Feng Zhao's face changed abruptly, and he rushed over in a hurry. Huang Mao and Lu Ze rushed over together, but unfortunately, this place, which seemed to be loaded with tens of millions of waves, seemed to be isolated alone, and it became a small world of its own. The three of them couldn't get in, they could only watch the brown-haired lion struggling in the water waves.

"Gui Mingxuan," Feng Zhao turned his head, his eyes were red, "let my sister go, immediately, immediately!"

Gui Mingxuan frowned, and glanced lightly at Feng Wu in the water waves, as if looking at an ant.

"Return! Ming! Xuan!"

Feng Zhaoren followed the sound, and a beam of light had arrived like lightning. When Gui Mingxuan held it lightly with one hand, he suddenly abandoned the light gun and turned around, punching Gui Mingxuan in the face.

Gui Mingxuan's face darkened, he held the hand of the broken light gun to block it, and instead took advantage of the situation to pat Feng Zhao's chest.

Feng Zhao raised his knees to block, and under Gui Mingxuan's contemptuous eyes, when he let the opponent pat him down, he kicked with one leg and leaped behind the opponent.

kick!

Gui Mingxuan never expected that he capsized in the gutter, and after suffering pain in his back, a spirit ring flashed out, and with a flick of his long sleeve, a huge wave of air surged out.

Feng Zhao immediately rolled on the spot, and at the same time, he didn't forget to look back at the small world where his sister was imprisoned.

Just listen, "poof!"

The seemingly indestructible place was split open by Gui Mingxuan's angry blow.

Feng Zhao was overjoyed, he couldn't care less about continuing to fight with Gui Mingxuan, he turned around and ran towards his sister, but before he got close, he suddenly saw a golden light explode, and then a brown-haired lion burst out of the water.

"Sister...uh..." Feng Zhao's joyful voice faltered, he vaguely realized something, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

The clouds in the sky churned endlessly, gradually converging into the familiar yellow tribulation thunder.

"I'm going, Sister Feng Wu is going to ascend to the ring?!" Huang Mao was shocked, and before he finished speaking, his arm hurt, "Brother Zhao, why are you pinching me?"

Feng Zhao asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, of course it hurts!" Huang Mao rubbed his arms while looking up at the sky.

Feng Zhao's voice was a little erratic, "It seems that I'm not dreaming... Well, my sister has been promoted to the ring again, and she will be a great spiritual master of the five rings in the future. A serious second-rate master who kills people will definitely be even better. It's neat..."

Huang Mao didn't hear what Feng Zhao was saying. He didn't know when he had already sat cross-legged, and his whole body fell into the world of spiritual consciousness due to the catastrophe caused by Feng Wu, who was also a metallic beast spirit, and the golden elements surged all over his body. Moved, obviously understood.

Seeing this, Feng Zhao was relieved and at the same time a little bit of a snack. There was nothing else. Compared with Huang Mao, who favored the gold element attribute of the combat system, he also favored the light element attribute of the combat system, which was extremely rare, so that for so many years, He has never encountered a good thing of rubbing against the same attribute of Heavenly Tribulation.

No way, who would make more light-attribute healers more inclined towards the healing system?

On the contrary... I have passively robbed a lot of Heavenly Tribulations of fire attribute healers.

Thinking of this, a hint of complexity flashed across Feng Zhao's glazed eyes, and when a "boom" thunder fell, he hurriedly calmed down his messy thoughts, and carefully guarded his surroundings, especially Gui Mingxuan not far away. Focus on the object of vigilance.

Gui Mingxuan was frowning at Feng Wu, the brown lion, after the thunder fell, the gold elements all over his body were tempered, so that the brown hair became golden in an instant.

It is actually the appearance of elements entering the body and mutating.

Gui Mingxuan frowned, and slowly closed the palms behind his back, as if ready to move.

Feng Zhao's pupils constricted, and he was even more vigilant. He unconsciously formed a gun in his hand, ready to fight.

1 minutes passed.

3 minutes passed...

10 minute later.

boom!

Twenty yellow thunderbolts have fallen, and most of the forty-nine heavenly calamities below the sixth ring have passed. The huge brown-haired lion shook its body and stood up again. declare war.

The end is mighty and unyielding, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

After Song Zhiran gave He Jing a look earlier, signaling that he must stop Gui Mingxuan at the critical moment, his eyes lingered repeatedly on Feng Zhao and the brown-haired lion, as if he was sure, but also as if he was simply thinking about something.

Finally, Song Zhiran looked at the yellow thunderclouds that were gradually dissipating in the sky, thought for a moment, and then started to leave.

He Jing naturally followed quickly.

As for Gui Mingxuan, after glancing at Feng Wu who was already enjoying the aura after the catastrophe, he frowned, and still stepped up to follow He Jing's back.

Also as Song Zhiran's guardian, he used to look down on He Jing's blind loyalty and following, but now he feels a little envious.