Chapter 205: Groundhog

"go to hell"
One person held a black knife and slashed it at Jin Yingjun's head. When the knife was released, the black knife energy was condensed, mixed with a touch of determination, as if it could cut through space.
Are the people in the Black Dragon Palace a soft-hearted generation.
Jin Yingjun's eyes became terrifying, like golden pupils, his heart moved with his thoughts, the pen abruptly appeared, blooming with dazzling golden light.
The attacking youth touched the bright golden light and immediately covered his eyes with his hands, but his eyes were so painful that he let go of his hands, and it was dark.
The blazing light from the pen fortune actually caused temporary blindness.
Don't say that he is close, even if the people around him are farther away, they will cover their eyes reflexively.
The pen is violent, the tip of the pen is extremely sharp, with a terrible chill, like a golden sword light, piercing the throat of the man with the knife.
Puff!
Blood bloomed on the neck.
Moreover, it did not end because of this. When the pen pierced the opponent's throat, the power of rules bloomed.
Boom!
This person's body exploded into blood mist, the primordial spirit was corroded by the regular ripples, and the form was destroyed.
The situation in the field has undergone a big change, which is so fast that it is unbelievable that people around do not react.
When they reacted, there was only a cloud of blood in the air.
Jin Yingjun controlled the fortune pen with his mind, and flew towards the people around him. Some people blocked it with their hands, but it was useless. The fortune pen pierced his palm and then pierced his body in a decaying posture.
When piercing through the body, the force of rules oscillates, like a resonance force.
With a bang, the body exploded.
"This is a holy artifact"
At this time, the people around felt the supreme power, a kind of energy arranged in a regular order, belonging to the power of the heavens and the earth, the power above the spiritual power.
A chill in their hearts, they scattered and fled.
The power of the sacred artifacts is unpredictable and definitely not something they can fight against.
Yuanshen realm warriors with the blessings of sacred artifacts can now punish ordinary emperors.
However, the pen is very fast, like a golden light shuttled through the crowd, when it penetrates the body, the rules rippling, directly causing the body to explode, and the residual blood and bones are scattered everywhere.
"You forced me." Jin Yingjun looked cold and quiet. He didn't want to sacrifice some money, but there were too many people and had to use it.
Soon, a large number of deaths and injuries occurred.
"presumptuous"
A roar roared from a distance.
The young master of the Black Dragon Palace, Yan returned, rushed, his eyes filled with anger, and a powerful breath erupted from him.
"Young Hall Master Help"
A group of disciples in the Black Dragon Palace cried out for help.
Yan Guilai stared at the pen, raised his hand, a black long whip appeared in his hand, made of metal material, the long whip had seven sections, each one meter long, a total of seven meters in length.
Seven Tribulations Whip!
The same is a holy artifact.
Yan returned swung the Seven Tribulations Whip, bursting out black light, which extended indefinitely. With a scream, he caught the golden light, and then quickly wrapped it around.
When the Seven Tribulations Whip wrapped around the wealth pen, it stopped in the air.
Yan Guilai also saw clearly that this was a golden pen. This pen released a terrifying power. To break free from the shackles of the Seven Tribulations Whip, his arm suddenly exerted force, trying to suppress some wealth pen.
It can be seen that the golden pen exploded with the power of golden rules, while the Seven Tribulations Whip exploded with dark power. The two invisible forces of rules collided in the air. Which one wins and which one loses depends on the strength of the two activators .
"Holy Child"
When Jin Yingjun appeared in Yan Guilai, he immediately stared at him, his pupils shrinking slightly.
If he hadn't fought before, in the heyday, he would naturally not be afraid of the Saint Child, but he consumed too much. The three waves of wheel battles made him less than five layers of power, and he was not an opponent of the Saint Child.
Jin Yingjun thought to control the pen, but the pen was bound and couldn't get rid of it.
Jin Yingjun stretched out his index finger, Jingqishen engraved a word fortune, the pure golden energy font, lifelike, and a mighty breath was released from the word fortune.
The golden energy font flew back and forth towards Yan, ready to explode with a terrifying blow. Yan returned with blazing eyes, raised his palm to gather the majestic strength and collided with the word fortune.
Bang!
The palm of Yan's return, with strong spiritual power, shattered the word fortune, but he took a few steps back before taking off his strength. The other hand holding the Seven Tribulations Whip was unstable, and the fortune pen broke free. Fleeing back to Jin Yingjun.
"puff"
When the word fortune exploded, Jin Yingjun also suffered backlash and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Damn, I remember you. When I recover, I am looking for you to settle the account. The green hills will not change, the green water will flow" Jin Yingjun said, looking at Yan Huilai, full of anger, turning around and playing thunderously, a series of sounds Burst escaped here, and Jin Yingjun disappeared a kilometer away in a breath of breath.
"Fast speed" Yan Guilai wanted to chase, but when he saw Jin Yingjun's speed, his eyes dazzled and gave up chasing.
This speed is faster than ordinary kings, how to chase.
Yan Guilai's face was ugly, and he let the other party escape.
"Young Hallmaster"
A group of disciples from the Black Dragon Palace gathered in front of Yan Guilai.
"How many people have been lost" Yan Huilai asked in a cold tone.
When the count was completed, Yan returned and found that more than a dozen people had been killed.
"Outrageous"
Yan Guilai's face was gloomy and dripping with water.
Their Black Dragon Palace has been hiding in the dark and has never had such a large casualty.
If this person is not killed, the Black Dragon Palace will lose face.
Thinking of this, Yan Huilai released a thing, a silver light flashed, and a huge mouse appeared under his feet. The mouse was very fat, almost like a normal rabbit, with shiny silver hair, like silver light flowing, small eyes full of wisdom and agility, and a mouth. The beards in front of him wobbled.
The wood hog, a rare monster beast, is not high in realm, but its nose is very sensitive, which is a million times that of a warrior. The wood hog can track according to the residual breath in the air, or be used to find treasures of heaven and earth. Very high.
There are less than twenty powers or people with ten domains and the like.
Even if it is the Jade Lake Holy Land, Sword Emperor Palace and other forces, no one owns the wood silver rat.
This kind of rare monster beast with special abilities is hard to come by.
"Groundhog, search for me for the remaining odors in the air, and then trace and find this person," Yan Guilai ordered.
"Groundhog"
"The hall master actually gave the earthworm to the young hall master"
"There is a groundhog, no matter where this person hides, or a natural cape, he will be found."
The disciples in the Black Dragon Palace around, all their eyes lit up when they saw the mouse under Yan Hui's feet.
Because the Black Dragon Palace relied on the wood rat, found many natural treasures, and searched for precious items in the ruins.
It is even easier for a groundhog to track a person by its breath.
The wood squirrel lit its toes, its nose vibrated in the air, searching for the remaining odor. After a while, its small eyes showed a clear look, and then looked in a direction, swish, and disappeared into silver light.
"chase"
Yan returned and beckoned, telling the surrounding men to follow the ground rat.