Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Eight hundred and fortieth chapters evil lotus into the body(2/2)

The moment the fragment of the first lotus petal touched the ground, it immediately turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared into the pitted ground that was gnawed by the evil energy.

Boom!

The ground shook violently.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crack.

Like a chain reaction, the sound of shattering occurred one after another.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the ground that had been eroded by the evil energy continued to crack, covered with spider web-like cracks.

In the cracks, black mist continued to surge and spread layer by layer.

Bo!

The living corpse with broken legs seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Suddenly, it flicked its fingers, and a pale flame shot out from its fingertips, exploding violently in the black mist.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The pale flames burned fiercely, raging in all directions like a prairie fire, and instantly surrounded Zhang Yang.

The cold and biting flames gnawed at his body. Although there was Nine Yang True Fire to contend with it, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Sizzle...

What is this sound?!

Suddenly, Zhang Yang vaguely heard a strange sound ringing in his ears.

Wow!

Suddenly, the broken ground burst open again, revealing a sharp claw shining with cold light, heading straight for his right foot.

Zhang Yang listened to the wind and identified his position. The moment before the claws were about to touch him, he suddenly exerted force and flew into the air, avoiding it by a hair's breadth.

But as soon as he landed, another strong wind hit him.

Whoosh!

A sharp claw broke through the ground and grabbed his left foot.

Zhang Yang's heart trembled, and he turned around in embarrassment, barely avoiding it with his sharp claws.

His trouser leg was scratched by sharp nails, immediately revealing a scorch mark!

However, before he could stand firmly, he felt his left foot being firmly grasped.

Zhang Yang struck out with a palm, and the blazing Nine Yang True Fire came out of his hand.

There was just a click, and the sharp claw broke into two pieces.

Then it turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of the ground exploding could be heard one after another.

I saw countless sharp claws stretching out from the ground, shaking wildly.

Once you come into contact with Zhang Yang, grab him immediately.

The cold breath came from the sharp claws. Although he could not tear his skin for a while, he could not break free now and he had undoubtedly become flesh on his body.

Zhang Yang concentrated his energy and energy, and the Nine Yang True Fire rose again.

Sizzle...

The hot flames burned those withered claws, giving off bursts of burning smell.

At this moment of Zhang Yang, the living corpse with broken legs waiting for an opportunity took action again.

It flew up and slapped Zhang Yang's face with one palm.

This palm seemed to have normal strength, but Zhang Yang did not dare to be careless at all.

He used both palms to fight with the Nine Yang True Fire.

Unfortunately, at the moment when Jiuyang True Fire came into contact with the living corpse with severed legs, Zhang Yang felt that he suddenly lost his target.

The next moment, the wind surged, and countless evil spirits sprang up from the ground, gathering in its palm with a hiss.

The ice-cold palm power appeared and was accurately printed on Zhang Yang's eyebrows.

If it was just a simple palm force, it actually injected all the Nine Nether Evil Lotus into his body.

All he felt was that his mind went blank. Zhang Yang's body was instantly frozen by the evil energy, making him unable to move.

Immediately, the sea of ​​consciousness became turbulent, and Kunpeng's missing aura reappeared.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next