Chapter 391: the host
{} Body] Chapter 391 Master
Chapter 391: Master Owl
After using forty times the field of gravity, Feng Hao's figure began to fall sharply, and the surrounding arc surged, hitting him like Wanzong swallowed him, letting him evacuate for a while.
The thunder attribute in the pit this day is too strong, at least it has reached the level of Wu Zun's second realm, and even the third realm. Although it can't make Feng Hao skin flesh, but it is also very uncomfortable. The sharp blade is just as severe as the reamer, and it is extremely painful.
Fortunately, this process is very fast, because this pit is not very deep, only about a few hundred feet.
On the ground, Feng Hao was too late to respond, and he was blasted off by a thick y arc, hitting the rock wall heavily, his heart was dull, and a burst of blood couldn't hold it and sprayed directly.
The arc level below is really too strong!
At this point, Y Fenghao even got up. It was only by leaning on the rocky wall that he slowly got up. It was only when he changed his new shirt that he became shabby again.
In front of me, there was an arc of the world and a white sky, it was not clear what was going on.
He mobilized Yaodan on the Pesticide Codex to cool down the medicine, and Feng Hao felt better. Slowly, there was a flame of purple flame in his eyes.
The world under this pit is in front of Feng Hao.
This seems to be smashed alive by people.
In front of it, it was quite spacious, and the surrounding rock walls were potholes. It seemed that there was fierce fighting here.
what is that?
In front of the scene y, y Fenghao was shocked and exclaimed.
In front of his eyes, he was vague, and there was a figure sitting there, beside him there was a tall figure standing like a bodyguard, guarding him, and the two figures were not far away. A behemoth gnawed there, except that it had a fluorescent long-sword y inserted in its y head. Obviously, it had been dead for a long time.
But, the big thing y looks like Xuanwu!
Is it really basalt?
Thinking of his refined spirit, Feng Hao was shocked again.
Xuanwu, who is known for his defense, was beheaded!
Feng Hao was almost sure of that huge y shell armor, and that was the source of his refined spirit.
Son of Xuanwu, Thunder Turtle!
And the source of these arcs around y just spilled out from that shell.
Feng Hao hasn't woke up from the shock yet, making him creepy.
Huh!
With two harsh sounds, the arrogant figure standing there, opened his eyes, and there was a clear, no emotion in his eyes.
With these eyes open, a sense of sorrow and anger will flow away.
not good!
Seeing these cold and ruthless eyes, Feng Hao trembled in her heart, her feet slumped, and she jumped towards it.
In those eyes, he saw death!
Huh!
The afterimage flashed, Feng Hao felt that his neck was tight. Instantly, the whole person was hit again against the rock wall, defensively. Under this figure, there was no y effect, but a punch I felt that my chest had collapsed, and my chest and bones were almost broken.
He only knew that his defense was not so invincible.
Huh!
A bite of blood was sprayed out, directly on the y-face door of this figure.
It's over!
Feng Hao felt dead.
This person is too strong right now, strong y is outrageous!
For a long time, it is expected that Y's death did not come. This figure has raised his fist, but it has not fallen.
Then, Feng Hao felt that his body was loose and fell to the ground. His chest y hurt so much that he fainted, and everyone lay down and fell down.
the host.
The word "y" yelled beside Feng Hao's ears, making him stunned.
Who?
There was no one here. Suddenly, the voice of y was heard, which made y Fenghao's hair trembled and his heart trembled.
I.
This time, Feng Hao heard y very clearly, the sound seemed to come from the figure in front of him.
Uh ... keke! ...
After a short while, Feng Hao was coughing up blood again, mobilizing the medicine, and then slowly recovered.
Next to the rock wall, Feng Hao stood up and stared directly at the figure in front of him.
This is a majestic man, about two meters tall, wearing a black armor, reflecting the light of Sen Leng, and the surrounding arcs hitting this armor were all ejected.
Just glanced at it, so that Fengfeng Hao could not give up the resistance. The conditioned reflex carried the unicorn arm across his chest, and his eyes were full of panic.
too terrifying!
This figure is full of breath of killing y, cold and ruthless, just like a cold-faced killer, without any emotions, especially those indifferent eyes, which make people feel heartfelt.
After defending a little, and not seeing him again, Feng Hao slowed down.
He knew that if the burly man did it, he might be in danger today.
But he couldn't figure out, when did this man come to this Thunderfield? Is it after coming to burn the old induction?
Otherwise, Burning would not say that Wu Zun would be able to come in.
This majestic y man is definitely not a Wu Zun!
Being in this thunder field, even if the king of war comes down, it will certainly suffer a lot.
\\ u2o1nc said the master? I'm netbsp; before thinking of it, Feng Hao was shocked again, he clearly heard the word \\ u2o18 master \\ u2o19.
That's right.
The **** man seems to have very little talk, but he has no emotional words, but it seems extremely cute in Feng Hao's ears.
He was inexplicable, and became the master of this cold face killer.
It felt as if he had ascended to heaven from hell.
But ... why am I netbsp; after the excitement, Feng Hao wondered again.
It was just a blink of an eye that he shouted and killed Y just now, and he became his master, which made him feel a little inexplicable.
Because, c owns the blood of master y!
The queen y man turned around, clear y's eyes moved toward that disc sitting y figure, and indifferent y's eyes flashed inexplicable emotions.
Bloodline?
Feng Hao was stunned, even if Xu Xuan remembered, he seemed to have sprayed blood just now, and it seemed to be sprayed on the man.
Master y bloodline?
Feng Hao frowned, followed his gaze and looked at it. In the distance, there was a figure sitting in a pan, and his heart shuddered.
Could it be that the person sitting in the pan was not his ancestor?
Can we kill the descendants of Xuanwu? ~
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