Vol 7 Chapter 179: Hell!

A black light crossed the boundless sky. After the black shadow flew for half a whistle at an unbeatable speed, it finally planted it down, and it was about to hit the ground. The black shadow flashed, and it was already standing still.
This is a cold and ordinary middle-aged man. His face is a little pale, but his eyes are flickering, which makes people dare not look at it.
The place where he landed was a wasteland that was uninhabited within a few miles.
Once he came here, he suddenly took a long breath and gently pressed his chest. Then he took out a jade bottle from his arms and poured out a medicinal herb and swallowed it in.
The dragon snake of Ghost Cry Ridge can make up for its true ego by using its special talents to absorb the black fog, but Gima Fanshi can't do it, even if he has already reached the peak of humanity, he can only swallow it. Take the medicinal herbs to adjust your injuries.
The dragon snake of Ghost Chilling is a well-deserved reputation. Although he used the savings to cultivate hundreds of years of killings, he used a powerful force of God to break a dragon's tooth, but he himself suffered a minor injury.
The dragon snake used the snake tail to accumulate strength when fighting with him with the snake head and the snake body. Just when his successful attack succeeded, the mind launched a surprise attack when it was so relaxed.
Although Ji Mofanshu is the ancestor of the assassination, this time he still turned the boat in the gutter.
This dragon snake is really too embarrassing.
Slowly sitting on the plate, between the real gas, suddenly the medicinal herbs were completely opened, and the effect was delivered to all parts of the body. When the infuriating and medicinal effects were combined into one, it was extremely comfortable. The feeling is filled in the whole body.
After a long time, Jimo Fanshu opened his eyes, and the fierce light of the extreme flashed, and then slowly faded.
Almost at the same time, all the momentum in him disappeared. At this moment, it looked like a most ordinary middle-aged person, and did not have a strong sense of the world's biggest killer.
Looking back at the direction of the ghost crying ridge, he was extremely curious, and He Yiming and others were able to drive the dragon snake.
When he first came to the Ghost Ridge, he did not go deep into the dark fog, but only watched it on the outer cliff.
Such an action is not provocative in any way, and the big snake will never fight with him because he has nothing to look for because of his watch, so the only possibility is that He Yiming and others have provoked it.
However, what makes him wonder is how the dragon and the snake are so intelligent, how can they be easily provoked.
This point, he wants to break the scalp is no clue.
After all, he is not a holy beast. Therefore, I will not understand the thoughts of these holy beasts, and naturally it is even more impossible to understand the intimate relationship between the holy beasts that have the blood of the beasts.
Suddenly, Jimmy Fanshu’s brow was light, and he looked up at the distant horizon.
There, there was a lot of colorful light on the abrupt, flying over his head.
With his eyesight, it is natural to see that this is a great sage of the five-powered dynasty. At this moment, the light of the gods is driving away to somewhere.
Slowly, Gimfanfan’s face was gloomy, and he even had some doubts about his eyes.
Colorful glow?
As far as he knows, there seems to be only one person who can use the colorful Xiaguang. That is the mysterious geek who, with He Yiming, went to fight for the white horse to escape the time.
As soon as he thought of this mysterious person, his heart was full of embarrassment.
This man’s practice is eccentric, and there is no life in his life. If this person can worship under his door...
The eyes of Gima Fanshu are faintly radiant. Perhaps this talent is the best talent in the world.
However, he clearly remembered that at the time he was trying to catch up with the white horse, so he did not stay at all. The power of that palm has already used almost all of its power. The martial arts of that person has never reached the peak of humanity, so it must be dead.
However, looking at the colorful rays of the sky flying in the sky at this moment, his firm confidence finally had a little shake.
The ray of each soldier is not the same, especially the flying light.
If you want to make a colorful glow at the time of flight, there is only that person in the life of Jimo Fanturi.
He hesitated a moment, his body was already vacated, and in the black mans's wrap, he rushed straight into the sky.
Gima Fanshu can be sure that if the person in the colorful Xiaguang is really the man, then the direction of his advance is definitely the ghost crying. Flying from the head is undoubtedly the shortest path.
His speed is fast, and the black mans have already arrived in the sky at an instant, and are waiting for the closeness of the colorful rays.
Slowly, the speed of the colorful glow is reduced, but this person did not escape, but began to deviate from the original direction, clearly want to bypass the Gifamfan to continue.
The brow wrinkled, this time even Ji Mofanshu did not understand, this person is the one he is looking forward to.
If it is that person, after seeing yourself, there will be so calm.
With a light cough, Gemo Fan said: "Hello, please stay."
His voice spread far and wide, and there was a faint roar.
The colorful glow stopped, and the light at the face slowly dissipated. It reveals a familiar face of Gima Fanshu. After seeing this face, the founder of Huang Quanmen could not help but jump over the corner of his eye.
This person is really the mysterious and powerful character around He Yiming, but what is different from Jimo Fanshu’s imagination is that his eyes are quite indifferent, not only can he not see the slightest resentment for himself. Even a little emotional fluctuations.
After seeing this pair of eyes, Jimo Fanshu even wondered if he had given him a fatal blow.
At least, he has self-knowledge, knowing that if he is easy to get along with, then he will not flee and flee, but he will go forward and be so calm.
As soon as he thought of calm, his heart suddenly moved, and God read another two turns in the body of the hundred and eight. As a result, his sad discovery, even when flying in the air, did not reveal the slightest breath of life. .
His heart is swaying, such a strong body, such a talent, if this person does not do assassin, that is the real violent thing.
"What?" The calm voice came from the mouth of the hundred and eight.
Jimo Fanshen said: "Do you know me?"
One hundred and eight without hesitation: "know."
Jimo Fanshu said coldly: "Since you know me. Don't you be afraid of me?" He smiled, and the powerful momentum that had disappeared suddenly spread out more violently.
If the gods are also here, then they will be shy and cover their faces, because the momentum between them is not at all the same level.
The voice of Gima Fanshu screamed like a sly in this sky.
"The old man can hurt you for the first time, and it can hurt you for the second time."
Under such an impact of the sea, the expression of the hundred and eight is not a slight change. He slowly nodded his head, just like what was the most common thing, and said: "I know."
Jimo Fanshu’s eyes are like electricity, scanning the face of one hundred and eight. But in his heart, he did not pick up the slightest thing that was inferior to the weather.
He is already doing his best, and under his temperament, everything is bowed to his head, even if some of the insects hidden in the darkest corners have stopped all movements and curled up.
His huge boundless momentum has made all creatures feel the horror of death.
However, the person in front of him, he actually stood calmly in the air, letting the imposing momentum permeate his body, is indifferent.
This result gave Jimmy Van Gogh a depression that wanted to vomit blood.
Even if one hundred and eighty broke out at this moment and did not inferior to his momentum and confronted him, there is absolutely no such thing that makes him even more surprised.
"You know it... oh!" Gimafan suddenly discovered that in front of this mysterious figure like a wooden man, he seems to have nothing to say.
"What else do you have?" One hundred and eight continued to calm down: "If there is nothing, I will leave."
Gimfan has been a bit stunned for hundreds of years, and it seems that for the first time someone is talking casually in front of himself.
He opened his mouth, but the words that he wanted to reprimand had changed abruptly: "Do you want to learn the assassination?"
Hundreds and eight did not hesitate to shake his head and said: "I never kill."
Gima Fan is slightly stunned, and the expression on his face becomes very funny. A five-powered sage, even said that he never killed, this sentence is said, you have to have someone to believe!
One hundred and eight eight points to him and said: "I still have things, leave."
The colorful light spread out, reshaping his face, and then wrapped him in the direction of the ghost crying ridge.
Jimo Fanshu had a few thoughts in mind, but in the end he still did not intercept.
It wasn't that he suddenly felt soft~EbookFREE.me~ but there was a strange premonition in his heart. Even if he intercepted it, he even killed him again, only that he would die and resurrect.
As soon as I read this, Jimo Fanshu’s eyes suddenly brightened. He spread his hands and recalled the scene that he had played against.
Soon, he has already determined that he has indeed bombarded all the power, and he has actually hit it in a hundred and eight.
Under the peak of humanity, as long as it is smashed. Then it must be sure to die, no life.
He has a strong confidence in this.
Just, look at the direction of the departure, and then look at the sky that is still dim, not even the moonlight.
There was a chill in the heart of Jimmy Fanshu.
Is it yourself...
Hell!