Chapter 563 Encounter!
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Fu Bai Yi Xiao
Chapter 563 Encounter!
"Humph!"
The cauldron burst with flames, and a muffled groan came from Huang Yi's throat, and then he staggered back one after another
"What a strong puppet!"
As he stepped back in embarrassment, Huang Yi felt a sense of astonishment in his heart. Only after this personal fight did he truly appreciate the difficulty of the Sky Demon Puppet.
At this moment, Huang Yi felt a little regretful about his greed.
As soon as his figure stabilized, Huang Yi looked at the sky demon puppet who was about to rush forward again, his eyes flickered rapidly, and then he hurriedly said loudly: "My little friend, this is the old man's fault, I will leave now, the ground The heart, soul, and essence all belong to you!"
"boom!"
The fists and palms collided fiercely after a short while, but it was only Huang Yi who was in a hurry, the power in his palm was defeated immediately, and the fist wind, like a loach, broke away from the shackles of his palm wind, as fast as lightning printed on its chest.
"Pfft!"
Suffering such a heavy blow, Huang Yi's face turned pale for an instant, and a mouthful of blood finally spit out uncontrollably, and his figure was like a kite with a broken string, it fled back violently, flying almost on the ground After [-] meters, just slowly stopped.
"You stubborn boy, don't think that you can be arrogant just by having a puppet!" Huang Yi said grimly.
Ning Luo smiled, then walked slowly towards Huang Yi, and said casually, "You should know what to do next, right?"
Looking at Ning Luo who was smiling all over his face, Huang Yi took a few steps back quickly with extreme vigilance.
"Boy, the old man remembers you. I will wait for you in Shengdan City. When the Danhui is over, I will definitely make your life worse than death!" Huang Yi held the space stone in his hand, and then crushed it fiercely, and his whole body suddenly became shattered. The space quickly distorted.
"Boy, if you're really brave enough, you can leave a name so that I can let the old man know who has lost this time!" Huang Yi suddenly asked amidst the space distortion.
Seeing this, Ning Luo couldn't help smiling, and immediately stroked Na Ring with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Ning Luo."
The simple name caught my ears, but Huang Yi's face, which made his body more and more distorted, instantly stiffened. He had heard of this name on the day he entered Danyu, because that day happened to be Ningluo and Ice River Valley. days of war
"Damn, why did you meet this evil star as soon as you came in?"
Seeing that Huang Yi's figure disappeared, Ning Luo waved his palm and took the Sky Demon Puppet into the ring. He was only a seven-star Dou Zong, and he was not afraid of even the Sky Snake at the peak of the Dou Zong. his head
Ning Luo's first goal is called the Wanyao Mountain Range, and this mountain range is also one of the three red circles. Although he doesn't know if what he needs is here, but no matter what, he needs to go there Once.
Wanyao Mountain Range, just from the name alone, it can be seen that this mountain range is extraordinary, and after Ning Luo saw the majestic mountain range for the first time, he was also a little lost, because he found that the energy of this mountain range is really amazing. Too rich.
The mountains are like giant dragon coils, winding and entrenched, and the mountains are in the air, filled with thick mist. These mist are not natural fog, but formed by the condensation of rich energy.
The mountains are dangerous, and there are continuous undulating roars of beasts resounding through them, and the roars are filled with violence.
While Ning Luo was pondering, suddenly there was a burst of noise from people not far below. He was also startled at the moment, and gradually fell down, but saw that there were many people on a small hill outside the mountain range. The tents stood tall, and among them, there were many figures looming.
"Are these people participating in Danhui?"
"Song Qing? Why is he here?"
Hearing this voice, Ning Luo raised his brows, looked in through the gaps in the crowd, and indeed saw a young figure standing on a boulder inside, and it was the elder, Song Qing, who was called the youngest in Danta.
Since Song Qing is here, Cao Ying must be here too.
"It seems that they gathered here because of this Wanyao mountain range." Ning Luo turned his gaze to the mysterious mountain range under the cover of fog, and nodded slowly. He could sense that there were many powerful existences in this mountain range.
He pondered for a moment, Ning Luo also nodded slightly without a trace, and just about to turn around, a burst of wind suddenly resounded in the mid-air not far away, and he followed his gaze, only to see a few figures looting from a distance come.
And the leader was a white-clothed young man who Ning Luo remembered deeply, and in his hand was a lavender iron fan.
Looking at this person, Ning Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corner of his mouth also provoked a sneer.
"Finally met?"
The one who could make Ning Luo show such an expression was naturally the young master of the Xuanming Sect, Chen Xian. He and Ning Luo did not appear in the same place, but unexpectedly, they would run into each other outside the Wanyao Mountain Range.
Behind that Chen Xian, there were two old men following him, and these two, Ning Luo was no stranger to them, they were the guards of Chen Xian that he had seen at the pharmacist trade fair that day.
Chen Xian lowered his body, swept his eyes, and then paused on Ning Luo who was not far away. He was startled for a moment, and then a grim smile appeared on his face full of femininity.
"Ning Luo, your luck seems to be bad."
Chen Xian stroked the iron fan in his hand with his fingers, and the fan opened with a bang, and his footsteps also walked towards Ning Luo slowly, and said with a smile.
Ning Luo looked at Chen Xian with a sinister smile in his eyes, then glanced at the two old men who followed him, smiled lightly, and said, "This is what you rely on?"
"Do you think it's not enough?" Chen Xian gently swayed the purple iron fan in his hand, and smiled lightly.
Ning Luo nodded slowly.
"But I think it's enough." Chen Xian's face suddenly turned cold, and the faces of the two old men behind him also flashed a smirk, and they stepped forward, and the two steps swept out with majestic momentum.
"kill him!"
Chen Xian waved the fan lightly in his hand, and immediately pointed at Ning Luo fiercely, shouting fiercely.
"Yes!"
Hearing Chen Xian's order, the two old men also responded with a deep voice, and the powerful fighting spirit burst out from their bodies. The powerful energy coercion made some weaker people around them feel a sense of oppression.
Ning Luo's eyes narrowed, and his palms slowly slipped out from the sleeves. Green flames shuttled between his fingers like an elf.
"Hehe, so it's Brother Chen."
Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was tense, a burst of laughter broke it suddenly, and immediately everyone saw Song Qing and Cao Ying walking out slowly.
Seeing Song Qing, Chen Xian also smiled. Obviously, rather than knowing each other, he cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to see Brother Song here."
Song Qing smiled, but turned his eyes to Ning Luo who was on the side. Judging from this appearance, it seemed that there was some conflict between Chen Xian and Ning Luo.
"You two have enmity?" Cao Ying looked at Ning Luo with great interest, then looked at Chen Xian, and smiled sweetly.
"I have some grievances with this person." Regarding Cao Ying, Chen Xian did not dare to neglect too much. The former's status in the Pill Pagoda is definitely far from what he, the young master of the Xuanming Sect, can compare with.
(End of this chapter)
"Humph!"
The cauldron burst with flames, and a muffled groan came from Huang Yi's throat, and then he staggered back one after another
"What a strong puppet!"
As he stepped back in embarrassment, Huang Yi felt a sense of astonishment in his heart. Only after this personal fight did he truly appreciate the difficulty of the Sky Demon Puppet.
At this moment, Huang Yi felt a little regretful about his greed.
As soon as his figure stabilized, Huang Yi looked at the sky demon puppet who was about to rush forward again, his eyes flickered rapidly, and then he hurriedly said loudly: "My little friend, this is the old man's fault, I will leave now, the ground The heart, soul, and essence all belong to you!"
"boom!"
The fists and palms collided fiercely after a short while, but it was only Huang Yi who was in a hurry, the power in his palm was defeated immediately, and the fist wind, like a loach, broke away from the shackles of his palm wind, as fast as lightning printed on its chest.
"Pfft!"
Suffering such a heavy blow, Huang Yi's face turned pale for an instant, and a mouthful of blood finally spit out uncontrollably, and his figure was like a kite with a broken string, it fled back violently, flying almost on the ground After [-] meters, just slowly stopped.
"You stubborn boy, don't think that you can be arrogant just by having a puppet!" Huang Yi said grimly.
Ning Luo smiled, then walked slowly towards Huang Yi, and said casually, "You should know what to do next, right?"
Looking at Ning Luo who was smiling all over his face, Huang Yi took a few steps back quickly with extreme vigilance.
"Boy, the old man remembers you. I will wait for you in Shengdan City. When the Danhui is over, I will definitely make your life worse than death!" Huang Yi held the space stone in his hand, and then crushed it fiercely, and his whole body suddenly became shattered. The space quickly distorted.
"Boy, if you're really brave enough, you can leave a name so that I can let the old man know who has lost this time!" Huang Yi suddenly asked amidst the space distortion.
Seeing this, Ning Luo couldn't help smiling, and immediately stroked Na Ring with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Ning Luo."
The simple name caught my ears, but Huang Yi's face, which made his body more and more distorted, instantly stiffened. He had heard of this name on the day he entered Danyu, because that day happened to be Ningluo and Ice River Valley. days of war
"Damn, why did you meet this evil star as soon as you came in?"
Seeing that Huang Yi's figure disappeared, Ning Luo waved his palm and took the Sky Demon Puppet into the ring. He was only a seven-star Dou Zong, and he was not afraid of even the Sky Snake at the peak of the Dou Zong. his head
Ning Luo's first goal is called the Wanyao Mountain Range, and this mountain range is also one of the three red circles. Although he doesn't know if what he needs is here, but no matter what, he needs to go there Once.
Wanyao Mountain Range, just from the name alone, it can be seen that this mountain range is extraordinary, and after Ning Luo saw the majestic mountain range for the first time, he was also a little lost, because he found that the energy of this mountain range is really amazing. Too rich.
The mountains are like giant dragon coils, winding and entrenched, and the mountains are in the air, filled with thick mist. These mist are not natural fog, but formed by the condensation of rich energy.
The mountains are dangerous, and there are continuous undulating roars of beasts resounding through them, and the roars are filled with violence.
While Ning Luo was pondering, suddenly there was a burst of noise from people not far below. He was also startled at the moment, and gradually fell down, but saw that there were many people on a small hill outside the mountain range. The tents stood tall, and among them, there were many figures looming.
"Are these people participating in Danhui?"
"Song Qing? Why is he here?"
Hearing this voice, Ning Luo raised his brows, looked in through the gaps in the crowd, and indeed saw a young figure standing on a boulder inside, and it was the elder, Song Qing, who was called the youngest in Danta.
Since Song Qing is here, Cao Ying must be here too.
"It seems that they gathered here because of this Wanyao mountain range." Ning Luo turned his gaze to the mysterious mountain range under the cover of fog, and nodded slowly. He could sense that there were many powerful existences in this mountain range.
He pondered for a moment, Ning Luo also nodded slightly without a trace, and just about to turn around, a burst of wind suddenly resounded in the mid-air not far away, and he followed his gaze, only to see a few figures looting from a distance come.
And the leader was a white-clothed young man who Ning Luo remembered deeply, and in his hand was a lavender iron fan.
Looking at this person, Ning Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corner of his mouth also provoked a sneer.
"Finally met?"
The one who could make Ning Luo show such an expression was naturally the young master of the Xuanming Sect, Chen Xian. He and Ning Luo did not appear in the same place, but unexpectedly, they would run into each other outside the Wanyao Mountain Range.
Behind that Chen Xian, there were two old men following him, and these two, Ning Luo was no stranger to them, they were the guards of Chen Xian that he had seen at the pharmacist trade fair that day.
Chen Xian lowered his body, swept his eyes, and then paused on Ning Luo who was not far away. He was startled for a moment, and then a grim smile appeared on his face full of femininity.
"Ning Luo, your luck seems to be bad."
Chen Xian stroked the iron fan in his hand with his fingers, and the fan opened with a bang, and his footsteps also walked towards Ning Luo slowly, and said with a smile.
Ning Luo looked at Chen Xian with a sinister smile in his eyes, then glanced at the two old men who followed him, smiled lightly, and said, "This is what you rely on?"
"Do you think it's not enough?" Chen Xian gently swayed the purple iron fan in his hand, and smiled lightly.
Ning Luo nodded slowly.
"But I think it's enough." Chen Xian's face suddenly turned cold, and the faces of the two old men behind him also flashed a smirk, and they stepped forward, and the two steps swept out with majestic momentum.
"kill him!"
Chen Xian waved the fan lightly in his hand, and immediately pointed at Ning Luo fiercely, shouting fiercely.
"Yes!"
Hearing Chen Xian's order, the two old men also responded with a deep voice, and the powerful fighting spirit burst out from their bodies. The powerful energy coercion made some weaker people around them feel a sense of oppression.
Ning Luo's eyes narrowed, and his palms slowly slipped out from the sleeves. Green flames shuttled between his fingers like an elf.
"Hehe, so it's Brother Chen."
Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was tense, a burst of laughter broke it suddenly, and immediately everyone saw Song Qing and Cao Ying walking out slowly.
Seeing Song Qing, Chen Xian also smiled. Obviously, rather than knowing each other, he cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to see Brother Song here."
Song Qing smiled, but turned his eyes to Ning Luo who was on the side. Judging from this appearance, it seemed that there was some conflict between Chen Xian and Ning Luo.
"You two have enmity?" Cao Ying looked at Ning Luo with great interest, then looked at Chen Xian, and smiled sweetly.
"I have some grievances with this person." Regarding Cao Ying, Chen Xian did not dare to neglect too much. The former's status in the Pill Pagoda is definitely far from what he, the young master of the Xuanming Sect, can compare with.
(End of this chapter)
