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Chapter 155 Who are you going to kill?

"It's you..."

The Speaker of the Dark Council recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

Andrew!

A person he had always wanted to recruit, but since the last time Charles failed to recruit him through radical methods, this person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Now, the other party actually appears on Penglai Island.

If he remembered correctly, Anru should have been fighting for the elixir in the secret realm in the ancient times. Is the battle in the secret realm already over?

Thinking of this, the expression of the Speaker of the Dark Parliament suddenly changed.

After all, the flow of time in the prehistoric world is thirty times faster than in reality, which results in the unsmooth exchange of information between the prehistoric world and reality.

Perhaps in reality, big changes have taken place not long ago.

He plundered Penglai Island this time, but he also saw that the battle for the secret realm was not over yet, so he started to think about it.

"Anru, you and I both belong to Europa, now you want to help outsiders deal with me?"

The Speaker of the Dark Parliament said solemnly.

To be honest, he was not sure of victory when facing Anru.

Anru himself is already an inner disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect. Although his actual cultivation level is unknown, he estimates that he should not be weaker than him in any way.

It's just that Unruh has always been relatively low-key in reality and has very little contact with the outside world. This has been even more true since the unexpected death of his parents. News about him is rarely heard in reality.

"Dark Council?"

"That's right, you still remember when we recruited..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, an armored corpse with a metallic luster appeared next to Anru, like a humanoid tank, heading straight towards him.

The black claws of the armored corpse were like pitch black daggers.

The Speaker of the Dark Parliament knows that these sharp claws are covered with corpse poison, and you must not be injured by it. Otherwise, you will be seriously injured and will die, or in the worst case, you will die on the spot.

Seeing the armored corpse rushing toward him, the Speaker of the Dark Parliament retreated.

His speed is faster, and the armored corpse's speed is even faster.

It didn't take a moment to catch up with him.

"Everyone take action together!"

In desperation, he sent a message from his spiritual mind and ordered his subordinates to attack together.

The people of the Dark Council didn't even need to give orders. As soon as the armored corpse pounced on the Speaker, they used various spells to attack Anru.

Anru's expression suddenly changed when he saw the overwhelming fireballs, ice picks, and wind blades rushing towards him.

So many spells were bombarded at the same time, and it was really as powerful as a salvo of missiles.

Not daring to confront him forcefully, Anlu immediately called back his corpse and stood in front of him.

The body of the armored corpse, which was more than three meters high, stood in front of Anlu, like an eagle protecting its chicks, blocking Anlu tightly.

But Anru was still worried, and immediately took out a diamond talisman at the armored corpse, and even used a defensive spell - Purple Light Shield.

boom!!!

A ray of magic fell on the armored corpse, and then exploded.

The body of the armored corpse glowed with metallic luster, and its skin and flesh were torn apart by fireballs, wind blades, ice picks and other spells.

But it finally stopped.

Dozens of Qi Refining monks attacked together, but An Lu blocked them?

The face of the Speaker of the Dark Parliament changed suddenly, which was very exciting.

"Is this the legendary corpse refining?" The speaker of the Dark Parliament said in a complicated tone, "Is this the corpse of Charles?"

He looked at the armored corpse in front of him.

The armored corpse's muscles were tangled as if made of steel, and it was impossible to see Charles' original appearance.

He discovered that the armored corpse's injuries were actually recovering quickly. On the injured area of ​​the corpse, pink muscles were constantly wriggling like earthworms, and then returned to a metallic luster.

"this......"

The Speaker of the Dark Parliament was stunned when he saw that the armored corpse was so difficult to deal with.

"Continue the attack!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and used the fireball technique, flying towards the armored corpse.

...

Qinling Mountains.

Not long after Zheng Dong left the prehistoric period, he felt a palpitation in his heart.

He is now in the foundation building stage. For a monk with this level of cultivation, the soul warning is not groundless.

As long as a powerful mythical life is remembered by others, they will feel it. In the final analysis, it is a spiritual warning.

It's just that the mythical life soul is so powerful that it can sense other planes even across world barriers.

Of course, the premise is that the person who wants him must be strong, otherwise ordinary people, in the eyes of mythical beings, are no different from dust.

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Dong scanned the Taoist Palace with his spiritual consciousness. His sister was in seclusion refining her Qi.

After thinking about it, he sensed the spiritual thoughts left on Bai Linger's body, and then his expression changed.

...

Linghai City.

Parade on the streets.

At this time, the people below were stunned.

They even stopped running around and looked up at the monk above them.

"immortal?"

"No, it's a mortal!"

"That's called a monk."

"...."

Mid-air.

Li Zhouji had no intention of listening to the discussions of the people below.

If possible, he would like the crowd to disperse quickly, so that even if the worst outcome occurs, the loss will be much smaller.

But the people below obviously didn't think so.

What is the purpose of their parade? Isn't it just to go to Penglai Island to seek immortality?

Now, the immortal cultivators are right above their heads, how can they not be excited?

At this time, another stream of escaping light rushed over from the horizon.

Among the people who came here, it was Zhou Tao.

"The investigation team is here."

Next to Li Zhouji, a monk whispered.

Hearing this, Li Zhouji nodded.

"What are you thinking about?" He looked at Jason.

At this time, Zhou Tao flew to Li Zhouji's side without any hurry or delay.

"Just the two of them?"

"Um."

After hearing this, Zhou Tao frowned: "It's a little strange."

"What's weird?"

"Don't you think there are too many people here?"

Hearing this, Li Zhouji looked around and saw that more than a hundred people had gathered here.

"Penglai Island!"

The two looked at each other and said in unison.

After hearing what the two said, Jason's expression changed and he shouted: "If you dare to leave, I will kill her now!"

Li Zhouji, who was about to leave, stopped, turned his head to look at Jason, and said coldly: "Do you really want to die?"

Jason shuddered and said forcefully: "Then try! If you leave, not only her, but also the people below will not survive!"

As he spoke, an orange fireball roared and condensed into shape.

At this time, Zhou Tao's figure also stopped.

He may not care about a person's life or death, but he cannot care about the casualties of ordinary people below.

If this fireball technique were allowed to explode among the crowd below, the casualties would be simply unpredictable.

The two Johnsons probably just wanted to create chaos before, and the fireball was never released into the crowd, but was directed towards the street.

But now, if a fireball explodes in the crowd, you can imagine what it would be like if a large-caliber artillery shell exploded in the crowd.

When the situation is at a stalemate.

A figure appeared out of thin air.

The whole world became quiet.

The air was stagnant at this moment. Whether it was Jason, Li Zhouji or others, it seemed as if they had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world.

Even the true energy in their bodies stopped functioning.

In front of Jason, the orange fireball extinguished and dissipated silently.

Tang Zhirou and Bai Ling'er, who were originally trapped by his true energy, were also released.

Jason wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't even open his mouth.

"Who did you just say you wanted to kill?"

The visitor said softly.


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