Chapter 225 The red cat shows off its power, Cangling Token
The Blood Chief Demonic Dragon raised its small red claws and gently scratched the big black cat's shoulder. The pressure that was coming from him disappeared immediately.
The big black cat stood there feeling nothing. He just looked at the old man in black robe with sharp eyes and let out a mocking laugh.
"So what if I'm injured? You're such an old guy, you still want to rely on your old age, are you ready to fight in a group?"
The big black cat laughed.
"You underestimate my golden-patterned black tiger clan too much. Clan leader, let me teach this guy a lesson."
An old man jumped out, a great demon at the eighth level of the Destiny Realm.
"That's fine!"
The old man in black robe nodded.
He also wanted to see what the young man in black robe opposite could do to hurt his son.
That guy was only at the third level of the Destiny Realm, at least three smaller realms less than his own son.
"Dad, be careful of the red kitten on his shoulder. I was injured by it just now."
The golden-patterned black tiger said quickly from the side.
"Yeah?"
The old man in black robe narrowed his eyes and looked at the red kitten.
He found that the red kitten was just an ordinary kitten, nothing surprising.
While he was wondering in his heart, the elder beside him had already rushed over.
The weapon used by the old man on the stage is a long sword.
In an instant, sword shadows poured out from the sky. The swords were shining brightly, cutting gold and cracking stones, and rolled down.
The big black cat's vision is not low-end, and he naturally knows the goods. When he sees the old man taking action, he knows that he is invincible, so he has self-knowledge this time.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the Blood-King Demonic Dragon on his shoulder and threw it away.
A ball of blood-red light immediately smashed into the shadow of the sword.
boom!
The sword shadows all over the sky disappeared immediately, and a ball of red light hit the old man's shoulder at high speed.
puff!
The old man vomited blood and his body suddenly flew backwards.
When the old man in black robe saw this scene, his eyes widened in disbelief.
What kind of monster is this red kitten?
Why is it more powerful than a magic weapon?
Someone immediately caught the injured elder.
After winning two battles in a row, the big black cat smiled triumphantly and said, "You must be Tie Hanhan's father. This time I'm here to break off the engagement on behalf of Cat Bao'er."
"Can the engagement be dissolved by just talking about it? Besides, this matter was settled between me and Mao Bao'er's parents. It's not your turn as an outsider to dictate here."
The old man in black robe said with a cold face.
He did not act rashly for a while, but kept looking at the red mini kitten lying on the shoulder of the black-robed young man.
Apart from being cute, there is nothing fierce about this kitten.
If it was really a peerless demon, he would be able to feel a trace of demonic aura, but he didn't.
This has always puzzled him.
"I make the decision about my marriage, and nothing you say counts!"
Mao Baoer felt aggrieved in her heart and her eyes were a little red. She looked at the old man in black robe opposite, clenched her fists and shouted.
"Cat Bao, don't be stubborn, otherwise your parents will be very sad if they find out..."
The old man in black robe was there to be seductive.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The big black cat saw that Mao Baoer was a little excited, and quickly stood in front of her, staring at the old man in black robe with bright eyes and said:
"Mao Bao'er's marriage has been called off. The two of us have gotten along well, and everything that was supposed to happen has happened."
"What did you say?"
Hearing the young man in black robe in front of him speak such words without restraint, the old man in black robe immediately became angry.
He suddenly raised his palm and slapped it in the direction of the big black cat.
He is half-step into the realm of life and death.
This slap was overwhelming, like a dark cloud pressing down.
The big black cat threw the red kitten on his shoulder without hesitation.
"Senior, I'm really sorry, I still have to use you..."
When the big black cat was thrown out, he didn't forget to send a message to the Blood-King Demonic Dragon.
He was afraid that he would be resented by this senior and seek revenge from him in the future.
The Blood Chief Demonic Dragon laughed loudly and replied through the message: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Heizi, as a senior, I will cancel this engagement for you no matter what."
"Thank you very much, senior."
The big black cat said in a grateful voice.
Boom!
The red light ball hit the palm of his hand and flew away immediately.
The Blood-King Demonic Dragon did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Instead, it bounced back in mid-air and landed on the big black cat's shoulder again.
Feel the burning pain in your palms.
The old man Black Cannon looked at his palm and found that it was completely red.
He was suddenly shocked.
What kind of monster is this red kitten in front of me?
Even he, a strong man who is halfway to the realm of life and death, can't repel it?
When the other elders of the golden-patterned black tiger clan saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly.
The red kitten is so weird.
They have lived for so long and have never seen such a weird cat tribe.
The big black cat looked at the old man in black robe and sneered: "Old man, you can't beat me, why don't you still want to break off the engagement? Don't anger me, otherwise I will crush your sacred tiger mountain!"
What the big black cat said was so impassioned and powerful that it frightened the young people around him to back away.
The old man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly increased.
After a few seconds.
He took a deep breath and pulled out a token.
This is a blue-black token.
The token is very simple, with some ancient runes engraved on it.
The golden-patterned black tiger couldn't help but be surprised when he saw his father using this cyan token.
"Dad, are you planning to use the Cangling Token?"
The golden-patterned black tiger asked.
"Yes, the little red cat opposite is a little weird, so we can only use the Cangling Token!"
The old man in black robe said seriously.
The other members of the gold-patterned black tiger tribe also had sacred looks on their faces when they saw the Cangling Token.
inside the carriage.
Ye Yun looked at the token with interest.
What role can a small token play?
Is it possible to summon a strong person to come?
Ye Yun couldn't help but look forward to it.
The old man Black Cannon placed the Cangling Token in front of his forehead and said with a sacred look: "I would like to invite the gods of the Cangling Realm to descend on me. I wish you a helping hand!"
After saying these words, the token suddenly turned into a ray of light and disappeared through the air.
"What are you doing?"
The big black cat looked at the black-robed old man's dazzling methods in shock. Was he preparing to summon help?
He is not afraid to call for help.
What kind of helpers can a small black tiger clan with golden patterns summon?
If they are stretched to death, they will be in the realm of life and death. If they can summon a big demon with the realm of eternity, then they will be considered powerful.
A ray of light disappeared into the void, and within two or three breaths, another ray of light fell from the void again.
However, this ray of light was a dazzling white light, and it fell on the old man in black robe in an instant.
In an instant, the image of the old man in black robe changed drastically.
The whole person turned into the image of a man wearing golden armor.
The man was holding a long spear, and he was majestic, giving people a powerful aura that one man was in charge and no one could stop him.
"what is this?"
The big black cat was stunned.
The blood-king demon dragon next to him licked his lips and looked at the golden-armored man opposite with some curiosity.
This method was very mysterious, and he didn't understand what was going on for a while.
Is it the black-robed old man's own magical power, or is it forcibly possessed by someone?
