Chapter seven hundred and fifty-five, cut the incarnation, slap the black brick
The incarnation of the leader of the Nether Clan who was laughing wildly suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked up, his soul was invisible to the point of his death.
A small bronze plate that was incomplete suddenly expanded and enveloped the sky. It appeared on it, and it was unbiased and fell to the forehead of the incarnation of the leader of the Nether Clan.
"The Way of Nothingness!" The leader of the Nether Clan roared, and the huge skull suddenly dissipated, turning into black mist and dissipated.
However, the precious light emitted from the bronze plate gathered the black mist, making it unable to scatter. After a while of struggle, the leader of the Nether clan incarnated and returned to his prototype and was hit hard on the forehead by the bronze plate.
Kerala's voice sounded, and the huge skeleton transformed into a leader of the Nether Clan suddenly became dull, then shattered into bone powder all over the sky, turning into black fog again. This time, it scattered because of its demise, not using the way of nothingness to escape.
The bronze plate flew back to Xu Yang's hand and quickly typed a line of words: "I'm so tired, sleep for a while."
Immediately afterwards, its precious light disappeared and turned back into a simple and incomplete bronze plate.
"What's going on?" Luo Baishui gasped and removed the Xuan King's Dharma body. He looked at Xu Yang in disbelief, unable to understand why Xu Yang, a little lord, could activate the treasure of Xuantian God.
"Master, now is not the time to explain, let's go!" Xu Yang pulled up the evil king's arm and continued to run forward.
Deep in the seventh floor, the temple of the Nether Clan.
Kneeling in front of the statue of the main temple was a man in black robe with a cold breath. He was silent for a moment and suddenly frowned: "My incarnation... has been killed! That bronze secret key actually has such powerful power?"
He stood up suddenly, turned around and walked out of the temple, and shouted loudly: "Come here!"
"What command does the leader have?"
"Have the other leaders set out?"
"Yes! The other leaders sent their incarnations to fight and vowed to capture the human race."
The man in black robe sighed: "Let them not go... Forget it, it's too late. I just hope that a few of them will retreat in the face of difficulties and not pursue them."
"Chief, why is this? And your face..."
There was a hint of pale on the cold and fierce face of the man in the black robe: "My mist incarnation... was killed!"
Six black lights flew across the narrow passage on the seventh floor.
“How far is it?”
"It's almost here. The fog incarnation of the leader Mingye should have stopped them. I can feel the fluctuations of the battle!"
"The Xuan King of the Human Clan is tenacious, but unfortunately the gap in realm cannot be made up for by hard work."
These six black lights use the power of mind and mind to communicate, and do not affect the speed of Mercedes-Benz.
"Well, the fluctuations of the battle...stop?"
"What happened?"
Suddenly, six black lights stopped in unison.
There were messy battle marks on the open space ahead. The giant trees fell down, the mountains collapsed, and the lasting energy in the sky continued to disperse the fierceness of the battle.
"The fog bones of the leader Mingye were incarnated by heavy objects and were broken into powder." A black light turned into a thin man, squatting on the ground, and twisting up a pinch of bone powder. What's strange is that this man has two faces, not only in front of him, but also in the back of his head.
"I felt... this is the Demon Suppression Platform! The power of the Demon Suppression Platform!" Another black light turned into an eight-armed man, with a look of horror.
"It seems that the human race can indeed transfer the power of the Demon-Suppressing Platform. What should I do?"
"Hmph... The leader of Mingye is so powerful that he has lost an incarnation. Why are we chasing? The Demon Suppression Platform has natural suppression on our Nether Clan, which is not something we can fight against." The thin man with two faces said coldly, "Let's go back."
"Just let these two people go like this? This is a good opportunity for our Nether Clan."
"No matter how good the opportunity is, you have to live to seize it," the eight-armed man agreed with the view of the two-faced man, "Wait, there are always human kings who can't stand it. They want to seek breakthroughs. Come to the seventh floor of my Demon Abyss..."
Six black lights all shot out in the direction when they came.
"Master, are you okay? The exit is ahead, so bear with it." Xu Yang carried Luo Baishui on his back and leaped and ejected. He was carrying a person on his back, which made him unable to use the Wind Demon Escape Technique to run away quickly, with a speed of only one-third of the normal speed.
"Ahem, it seems that those kids from the Nether Clan were scared by you and did not catch up with them. Otherwise... with the bronze broken board that was not effective at that time, they might not be able to escape."
Although Luo Baishui was injured, his eyes were clear and bright, and he looked very happy.
With a forbidden light curtain in front of him, Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and rushed directly. The two of them instantly returned to the sixth level of the Demon Abyss.
"It's half safe here," Xu Yang sighed, "Master, please sit down and heal your wounds, ** for you."
Luo Baishui's injuries were not too serious. He just fought with the fog bones of the leader of the Nether Clan and benefited a lot. He saw the corrosive way of the dark and mysterious power and the way of nothingness. This was another heavy accumulation for his promotion to the Xuanhuang realm.
When you reach the level of Luo Baishui, you can recover in a short time by simply transporting your own qi and blood.
I saw a steaming white mist coming out from Luo Baishui's head, and his face gradually became red from pale. After carrying the Zhoutian for a while, Luo Baishui's eyes suddenly opened, and he opened his mouth and spit out a white air, shooting out like a sharp sword.
"Master, your injury has healed?" Xu Yang asked.
"Well, what's this little injury? I was not a big deal when I fought against the kings of Canglan Mansion alone..." Luo Baishui bragged with his beard.
Xu Yang rolled his eyes. The conflict between the elders of the Canglan Mansion and Luo Baishui was just a battle of will. How could he really do his best to treat it as a life-and-death enemy? Luo Baishui boasted that there was a lot of water to fight Canglan Mansion by one person. However, the evil king's combat power was indeed amazing, but it was undeniable.
"By the way, good disciple, you come to the Demon Abyss to find a master in a hurry. What's wrong with me?" Luo Baishui asked.
"Is it the Mo family still?" Xu Yang shrugged, "The Mo family imprisoned my mother for more than ten years, and half a year ago, actually arrested my father and uncle Yi again..."
Xu Yang then explained to Luo Baishui how the four commanders were promoted to the Ghost King, how he led the four commanders to the Mo family and open the dungeon.
"Good job, haha, I'm worthy of being my apprentice. This ability to cause trouble is not bad!" Luo Baishui laughed heartlessly.
Chapter completed!