Chapter 423 Zi Lanna suddenly develops a magical disease, Chen Xiaoming resolutely turns into a demon

Although Chen Xiaoming guessed that the fog might also be a special flower corpse man based on the characteristics of the fog soul, and that this person should have been dead for a long time, when the fog really claimed to be my husband, Chen Xiaoming still couldn't believe it.

However, at this time, he naturally had no mood and had no time to worry about these things.

Seeing that the other party was blocking him in front of him, but he seemed to have no intention of attacking. Although Chen Xiaoming did not put away his sword immediately, he had to stand still and said with a serious expression, "Are you saying... you want to break yourself? It seems that there is nothing you can do."

Chen Xiaoming said, glanced around and found that although the rescue operation had been completely delayed, Huo Zhihuo was still alive. It was a pity that he was still surrounded by three and a half flower men, and there was no sign of rushing out.

It seems that Huo Zhihuo was probably activated because he had activated some defensive secret treasure, and his level was not low, so he should be able to hold on for a while.

On the other side, Huo Ziwei and Huo Zhengqing joined forces and used all kinds of methods, which made Chu Yu feel breathless (it seems). Not only was the sway of the heavy sword blocked everywhere, but he was also embarrassed to stand on the left and right. Even as Chu Yu retreated one after another, the battlefield was constantly shifting towards Dongfang Jing.

But Chu Yu's situation can be controlled at least. Although Chu Yu's defense seems to be a little difficult, the girl did not get the lottery again, and the other side is hard to say.

Yes, the other side of this is naturally the side where Dongfang Jing is.

At this time, for some reason, something worse happened. Although he was not participating in the exhibition, Zi Lanna squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, shaking constantly.

It looks very painful.

Dongfang Jing is just a knight, not a doctor, and there is no medicine on him. So, although he was extremely anxious when he saw Zi Lanna suddenly become like this, he had no choice.

Dongfang Jing was completely held back, one fainted and the other trembled. Not only did the two women not be able to help, but they even lost their ability to move.

Therefore, although I really wanted to help Chen Xiaoming, Dongfang Jing naturally could not leave with these two scoundrels. He had to suppress his heart, draw out his sword, and protect them.

Seeing the bad situation on Dongfang Jing's side, Chen Xiaoming frowned. Zi Lanna's condition was very strange, but he did not think that this was Huo Zhengqing's move. Huo Zhengqing was too busy to take care of herself now and could not waste his energy and attack this woman with no combat power.

But Chen Xiaoming didn't have time to think too much. After a while, Ye Die's thief took a sharp turn for the worse. New enemies, bad luck, and all kinds of unfavorable factors emerged.

Finally, Chen Xiaoming's eyes returned to the fog, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes. It was time to make up his mind.

Originally, if he had not had to do so, he really didn't want to activate the Soul Devourer, otherwise things would not have worsened to this point with the Soul Devourer's terrifying power.

Since escaping from the dangerous battle of Thunder, the awkward sense of manipulation and the stagnation of the Soul-Devourer's body made Chen Xiaoming dare not place his hope on this seemingly powerful violent fighting mech.

Especially after the battle with the bristle-haired ape beast, Chen Xiaoming was even more hurt by this bad operation. Not only was he embarrassed in public, but he even almost lost his life. Therefore, after that battle, he strengthened his thoughts and tried not to activate the Soul-Devourer before returning from the night.

If it was to smash a door and kill a few miscellaneous soldiers, it would be fine, but the opponent in front of him was not that simple. Not to mention backlash or something, even if there was a mistake, he would be doomed.

When it came to my mind, I was afraid that there would be no dead scum left.

However, although he was unwilling, Chen Xiaoming knew that it was no longer the time to hesitate.

If he wants to survive this level alive, he has no choice.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming finally said, "Senior, you are right, I am too weak.

Without Chu Yu's strength and skills, I could not fight the enemy head-on.

I don’t have the ever-changing tricks of Foster’s history books, I can’t perform the gorgeous magic, and I can’t reverse the outcome invisibly.

I obviously like mechas, but I have no talent for manipulating mechas.

Compared to them, I am really incompetent, just a waste of money.

However, this does not mean that I am weak and have no chance to defeat you.

That's right, maybe in the era you live in, you can be alone but invincible.

But in this era of civilizations, it is not something you can be arrogant, nor is it that you can look down on it at will.

Because I have companions, because I am a summoner.

Although I am weak, I still don’t get recognition, Soul Devourer, let’s work together!”

After saying this passage calmly, Chen Xiaoming's body suddenly had blood rays overflowing... his face was even covered by a layer of blood mist, which was very strange.

Then, the blood mist continued to solidify and eventually turned into a black and red blood-colored body.

As for Chen Xiaoming's body, it was naturally completely covered by this huge blood-colored body.

Summon, Soul-Devourer!

Seeing Chen Xiaoming like this, the fog suddenly trembled.

Although the huge form of the Soul-Devourer made Wu Qi care, in comparison, he paid more attention to the sudden burst of momentum.

No, it is not momentum, it should be said that it is true qi.

Yes, the fog could be clearly sensed that the obviously weak black-haired boy suddenly burst out of his body with huge true energy. Moreover, this true energy is not ordinary true energy, but a strange, fierce true energy, which is the breath of killing.

This kind of power that looks like the true energy of killing has never been possessed by fog. A monk like him who devotes himself to practicing and becomes stronger by experiencing the way of heaven will absolutely not be able to master it.

Even when he was alive, he only felt this kind of killing true energy on the bloodthirsty battlefield, and those who could master them were crazy evil cultivators who killed people like thirst.

But what is even more terrifying is that although the killing true energy on this young man is not high, this kind of oppression that seems to be substantial is definitely not comparable to those evil cultivators he has seen.

Can have this kind of killing true energy, this guy...

"So that's it. What Huo Zhengqing said is indeed correct. You can only be dealt with by me." Looking at the huge blood-colored mecha that appeared in front of me, the mist said in a deep voice, "Is this monster your true body?"

"True body?" If the atmosphere wasn't too serious, this sentence would have amused Chen Xiaoming. "Senior. Although it's a bit disrespectful, I have to tell that it is called a mecha. It's not a real body."
Chapter completed!