Chapter 312: In the world, who has this ability?

Rumble!
In front of the tomb in Tallinn, in the empty square, echoes of the waves echoed, making people feel as if standing in the middle of the sea, being hit by the stormy waves.
Chen Xinglie's eyes were filled with surprise.
It was because the master of the waves, the land Ling Henchao, actually controlled the waves of martial arts vision. After walking around him, he fled and went straight to the entrance of the Wangling Temple and disappeared without a trace.
This kind of thing...
Chen Xinglie didn't have any mental preparation.
"What a Ling Henchao, dare to release this pigeon!"
Chen Xinglie was even a little lost.
Who could have expected that Ling Henchao, as a land immortal, clamored for a while before the war, majestic and majestic, but when he really did it, he ran faster than anyone else, I was afraid that even Gu Huu Meimei would not be able to catch up. This Ling Henchao, after all, received a cut from the United States and the United States, and was seriously injured.
Gu Hu Meimei didn't chase Ling Henchao immediately.
This demon was very clever, knowing that he was seriously injured, and before he recovered from his injury, he would definitely not be able to beat Ling Henchao, plus there were a group of Xihai masters around Ling Henchao. Once surrounded by Tuan Tuan, he would end up miserably.
"Master is mighty!"
Gu You Meimei exclaimed.
"Are you just a stupid bird who can shout 666?"
Chen Xinglie turned around and turned his head, his gaze swept across Gu Huo Meimei, his eyes cold.
Seeing Chen Xinglie's look bad, Gu Hu Meimei hurriedly lowered her head.
Chen Xinglie gave an order: "Chasing!"
call!
The demon wind suddenly started.
The demon appeared in its original form and turned into a bird, carrying Chen Xinglie, and galloping towards the entrance of the Wangling Temple, and immediately came to the entrance. I saw the smoke and dust billowing all around, which was obviously set off by the tide of Ling hate. It hasn't subsided yet. Chen Xinglie silently read the secret signal to activate the channel, and immediately black light enveloped Chen Xinglie and Gu Huu Meimei, and then came to the ground, but there was no one around him, and there was no trace of the people in the West Sea.
Escaped!
Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, and he couldn't think through, "Ling Henchao is an upright land god, not like this, but a peerless master who relies on acting skills and performances. Why should he escape without fighting? This seat is prepared to use chrysanthemums. The arrow talisman shot him, how could he escape without fighting?"
When the world hooked up the little lover, even the pants were taken off, but the other party suddenly ran away and escaped.
Such things are very uncomfortable!
Chen Xinglie's eyes were a little gloomy, and the sense of loss in his heart was more obvious, and he walked away.
The monk can't run to the temple.
Cangming Temple has a stronghold in Datong Capital, and it has been in operation for many years. As long as Ling Henchao stayed in the capital, he would definitely hide in that stronghold and would not go elsewhere.
Ling Henchao would not go anywhere else.
Chen Xinglie is sure of this.
It was because the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, which was gradually dissipated and faded in the breeze of early summer.
The chrysanthemum arrow symbol is not false.
Ling Henchao must be shot and seriously injured!
"Come with this seat."
Chen Xinglie strode away.
Gu Hou Meimei saw that Chen Xinglie was not going to let him fly, and immediately transformed into a human form, covering the wound in front of her, and stepping behind her, said: "Is the master going to chase Ling Henchao? Why not let Xiaomei directly Fly over?"
Chen Xinglie did not answer, but instead asked, "Is it a painful thing to wait?"
Gu Hu Meimei said: "If things are urgent, it will be really hard to wait."
Chen Xinglie smiled and asked, "Waiting for death?"
Gu Hu Meimei laughed and said: "If you are waiting for death, you must be suffering every moment. However, the land gods have all escaped, so how do you know that he is not far from death?"
Chen Xinglie kept walking and said casually: "You tell him, he won't know?"
Gu Hu Meimei suddenly realized that a pair of black wings appeared behind her, flying into the air, and performing the secret sound transmission technique: "Ling Henchao! You are dead! My master is looking for you, you just wait to die!"
The demon transmits sound, and the sound waves are mighty.
A circle of sound waves rippled over the great capital.
People in the entire city could hear Gu Hu Hu Mei Mei's words clearly.
Gu Hu Meimei shouted several times in the air before she fell to the ground. She followed Chen Xinglie and asked, "Master, if Ling Henchao is scared away and flies away, are we going to run for nothing?"
Chen Xinglie asked indifferently, "I'll run away if I'm afraid?"
Gu Hu Meimei said: "Of course! If this matter is changed to Xiaomei, the moment she heard the sound, she would immediately roll up the bedding and leave, how far and how far, all the way to the sky demon market city, even if one The blink of an eye will not be delayed."
Chen Xinglie sneered: "When you went to Wenchang Street and were looking for trouble with this seat, you should have known that the demon monk of Nether Temple visited this mansion at night, but was burned by the fire and died without a place to be buried. This seat has such a method. , Why do you still come to the door without knowing whether you live or die?"
Gu Hu Meimei lowered her head and explained: "I know this, and I also know that the white bone was hiding outside Fenghua Street on the night of Slashing the Dragon, peeping at Chen Mansion secretly, and almost drove herself away. At that time, I felt like it. , Should not provoke the master, but feel that the master is young, at most like Zhao Yumeng of Tu Shanzong, it is impossible to exceed the ten levels of martial arts in a single cultivation. In addition, Qian Yuzao promised that after receiving the benefits, Share with me, so I have a trace of luck..."
A mockery appeared in Chen Xinglie's eyes, and said, "Could it be that in this world, is it just that you have a fluke mentality?"
Gu Huu Meimei's eyes lit up and said: "I understand! In the world of martial arts, land gods are the limit. Ling Henchao is a land god, so he must have the arrogance and pride of land gods. He must think that there is no one where he hides. I know, foolproof, and think that the master can't find him. As for the words I just said, Ling Henchao will also think that maybe it's just that we are talking ruthlessly. But he will worry if the master finds it. What to do, so I was very entangled and tormented..."
Chen Xinglie did not respond, which was considered tacit.
Gu Huu Meimei asked again: "Master, will someone sneak into the underground and the contents while we are away?"
This suspicion is reasonable.
Ling Henchao can enter the temple of the underground king's tomb, which means that the way to enter the temple has been leaked.
Maybe there will be others who will come in.
But so what?
Chen Xinglie smiled proudly and said, "Under the world, who has this ability?"
"Master Shengming!" Gu Huo Meimei recalled the ancient underground formations, even after countless years of lapses, many formations have been worn down to incomplete by the years, but they are still extremely mysterious. If there is no scroll that breaks the formation, Gu Hou Meimei feels that with his own formation level, if he does not go to the monster clan to find the help of those formation masters, I am afraid it will be difficult to break the formation in this life.