At this moment, the fan, which was invisible to the naked eye, had flown to Xiao Long's arm. With a swipe in the air, Xiao Long's arm was instantly cut off.
At the same moment, the fan quickly enlarged and lifted Princess Jinling to fly over like lightning.
"Good opportunity!"
Zhao Chen seized the opportunity and rushed over to hold Princess Jinling in his arms.
Seeing Zhao Chen's success, Duan Ling laughed excitedly: "Hahaha! Junior, you didn't expect it, now just surrender and catch me, or you will die..."
"die……"
At this point, Duan Ling's expression froze, as if he had seen something frightening and was frozen there forever.
In front of me, Princess Jinling held a black dagger and inserted it into Zhao Chen's throat. Black gas continued to emerge from the dagger and penetrated deep into Zhao Chen's body, dyeing his body...
Painted black.
"Kill...god...dagger..."
Zhao Chen's face turned dark and he struggled to spit out three words.
This dagger is the rumored god-killing dagger that kills souls. As long as it is pierced into the body, it can strangle all the souls in the body at the same time! It is an artifact used by killers to assassinate!
In the mainland of China, there are only three people who own the God-killing dagger. One is the leader of the God-killing Alliance, codenamed Tianshen, and his strength is second only to the titled Emperor Wu! One is Bai He, the head of the Bai family. The Bai family is also one of the strongest families in the world, and Zhao
Homes are juxtaposed.
There is another person, the direct disciple of the Burning Sky Dragon Emperor who disappeared thousands of years ago... Mo Ying!
When he thought about the man in front of him who had obtained the inheritance of the Burning Sky Dragon Emperor, a terrifying thought arose in Zhao Chen's mind, and he almost blurted out in a horrified voice: "You are Mo Ying!"
"wrong!"
Princess Jinling's figure changed, grew thick brown hair, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a yellow-haired monkey.
"It's me, Grandpa Huang!"
Huang Mao took out a long black stick, gritted his teeth, and with endless anger, hit Zhao Chen hard on the forehead with the stick.
The terrifying golden light, accompanied by the phantom of a vast and boundless mountain range, pressed down from the sky and hit Zhao Chen's head. Zhao Chen's body instantly tore into pieces and exploded into a pile of minced meat.
Even the soul quickly dissipated under the erosion of the God-killing Dagger.
"Ah!" After screaming, the souls of Zhao Xingjiu and Zhao Chen were completely eroded, their souls were destroyed, and they were completely dead.
At this point, Zhao Chen, the current head of the Zhao family, and Zhao Xingjiu, the ninth son of the Zhao family, died in the Imperial City of All Nations in Jinling!
I'm afraid no one would have thought that the outcome of the matter would be like this!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Duan Ling seemed to be in a daze, and his mind was in a mess.
"How could this happen?" Duan Ling slapped himself hard before confirming that what happened in front of him was true.
The ninth son of the Zhao family is dead and was killed in his Imperial City of Jinling!
The head of the Zhao family also died, possessed by a spirit, his spirit and spirit were destroyed, and he also died!
What happened?
How come his daughter suddenly turned into a monkey and plotted against Zhao Chen!
He didn't know that a day earlier, when Xiao Long attacked the imperial city for the second time, Huang Mao had transformed into Mr. Xue and sneaked into the palace, tricking Princess Jinling into opening the door formation, and then Huang Mao knocked out Princess Jinling.
, turned into the appearance of Princess Jinling again.
Even if he thought about it, he would never imagine that the transformation technique of Huangmaohui Divine Beast Bai Ze could almost perfectly copy a person's aura.
Huang Mao turned his eyes and looked at Duan Ling, his expression became ferocious, and he roared: "Hand over Da Hei and Er Hei!"
He rushed over with the stick in hand, and the long black stick in his hand expanded to a length of ten thousand feet. He hit Duan Ling with the stick and drove him into the ground.
When Duan Ling was about to hit the ground, Huang Mao appeared below him again and hit him upwards with a stick.
Then, he smashed him to the left and then to the right.
Duan Ling was like a sandbag, being beaten crazily by Huang Mao, beating him back and forth.
"Pfft!" Duan Ling spurted out a large mouthful of plasma, and his body collapsed. He was already seriously injured.
Having lost that mysterious fan, his current strength is that of a third-level Martial Emperor, which is slightly better than Mr. Xue.
Moreover, such things happened one after another, and even Zhao Chen died. He didn't even have the strength to resist, so he was beaten up and down by Huang Mao, flying everywhere.
"Bang!" Huang Mao struck Duan Ling into the sky with a stick.
"This stick is for the dead Dahei!"
"Bang!" Another stick knocked him into the ground.
"This stick is for the tortured Erhei!"
"Bang!"
"This stick is for the boss!"
"Bang!"
"This stick is for the compatriots of the Monster Alliance that you harmed!"
…
Huang Mao seemed to be going crazy. He hit Duan Ling with one stick after another. His bones fell apart, his body was twisted and deformed, and his meridians were severed. Finally, he rolled and stabbed Duan Ling on his body. Duan Ling was like a
He fell to the floor of the palace like a dead dog, fell out of a human-shaped hole, and lay motionless in it.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..." Huang Mao gasped, endless anger filling his chest.
Xiao Long walked up to him and patted his shoulder: "I will save Dahei!"
Huang Mao looked at Xiao Long and bit his lip. After a long time, the corners of his eyes became moist, and tears burst down instantly.
"Boss!"
Huang Mao lay on Xiao Long and burst into tears, just like a child who had been lost for many years and burst into tears after seeing his family.
If some of Huang Mao's companions saw it, they would definitely be shocked. Such a tough man who walked out of the ninth level of human purgatory without even frowning would actually cry like this!
"Boss, I'm sorry for Da Hei and Er Hei. If I hadn't been tempted and participated in some kind of demon purgatory, I wouldn't have let them be killed!"
"I'm sorry for them!" Huang Mao burst into tears.
"There's no need to blame yourself. I don't blame you. Now that I'm here, I will get back everything I lost!" Xiao Long said coldly.
"Yeah!" Huang Mao gritted his teeth and nodded.
Xiao Long looked at the half-dead Duan Ling in front of him, stretched out his hand to suck him over, and pinned him on the forehead.
"Demon puppet! Refining!"
A large amount of demonic energy seeped out of his palms, and Duan Ling was successfully refined into a demon puppet in just an hour without any resistance.
The demonic energy circulated in his body, and it didn't take long for the injuries caused by Huang Mao to be repaired.
"Master!" Duan Ling bowed to Xiao Long.
"Release Erhei!"
"yes!"
Duan Ling walked towards the inside of the palace.
The place where Erhei was imprisoned was equipped with countless formations, including many fifth-level emperor formations. It was very troublesome to analyze them and would take at least several months. Only the master of the formations could easily activate them.