God-level Agent System - Chapter 1682

“Wait!”

Lin Huan pulled Bai Yanran back and shouted.

“What else do you have to say?!”

Feng Yuanzheng pointed at Lin Huan with a sword, pressed the killing intent inside his body and asked.

Lin Huan took a deep breath and said with a helpless expression: “I can save Miss Zhao first.”

“Oh?” Feng Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows, and asked in disbelief: “Is this true?”

Lin Huan solemnly nodded and said: “Be serious, you must be serious. First of all, I declare that I am not afraid of you, I just don’t want to see Miss Zhao continue to suffer.”

“Will you be so kind?” Feng Yuanzheng obviously didn’t believe what Lin Huan said.

Bai Yanran raised her eyebrows, and also doubted Lin Huan’s words.

Lin Huan spread her hands together, and said helplessly: “I met Miss Zhao once, and I am considered a friend. How can I bear to watch her suffer?”

“If we fight later, and we will die together in the end, who will save Zhao Xiao…Hey hey, why do you look at me that way? Am I in the Supreme Realm now?”

Feng Yuanzheng sneered and said, “Huh, you just entered the Supreme Realm, and I have entered the mid-term Supreme Realm. The gap between you and me is like this earth and sky…”

“Sneezing” Lin Huan also sneered, and interrupted: “Don’t talk too full to avoid getting slapped in the face.”

Feng Yuanzheng’s expression changed. Just as he was about to go crazy, Lin Huan waved his hand and said, “But who will let you and me mentor and apprentice? I won’t give you the chance to get slapped.”

“Lin Huan!” Feng Yuanzheng roared, lifted his sword and slashed at Lin Huan.

Lin Huan’s complexion changed slightly, pulling Bai Yanran and ran away.

Almost the moment when the two of them disappeared from the place, the golden sword aura whizzed past. Lin Huan looked at him for a while and was terrified: “Damn, if the little master is a little bit later, now you have a different place?”

Bai Yanran was also terrified, she saw her gritted her teeth and said: “Don’t irritate Master anymore, he has become too insane now, he will kill people if he gets a little irritated!”

At this moment, Feng Yuanzheng cut out several swords at the two again, one sword is faster than the other, one sword is faster than the other!

Lin Huan’s expression was stunned, and he pulled Bai Yanran to dodge, and at the same time shouted: “Hey, hey, do you still want to save Zhao Yueyuan?”

As soon as the words “Zhao Yueyuan” were uttered, Feng Yuanzhen’s murderous aura weakened by a few points.

Feng Yuanzheng took a deep breath, suppressing his murderous intent and said, “Don’t play any tricks!”

Lin Huan looked terrified and nodded.

As Bai Yanran said, the current Feng Yuanzheng is no longer the former Feng Yuanzheng.

In the past, even if Lin Huan mocked Feng Yuanzheng a few words, Feng Yuanzheng was just acting and wouldn’t really kill him, but just now…if it weren’t for Lin Huanshan’s quickness, he would already be broken into pieces!

“Where is Miss Zhao?”

Lin Huan calmed down and asked.

“Follow me.”

Feng Yuanzheng turned and flew to the Holy See.

Soon Lin Huan and Bai Yanran came to the secret room on the second floor of the church.

When Larry O’Neill and Anthony Fast saw Bai Yan, they were in awe for two or three seconds.

“You are all waiting outside, Lin Huan will follow me in.” After Feng Yuanzheng said, he led Lin Huan into the secret room.

“What is this?”

Seeing Zhao Yueyuan lying in the ice coffin, Lin Huan was a little confused. Could it be that Zhao Yueyuan was already dead?

“The Holy See’s sacred cold ice hanging coffin can lock a person’s vitality.”

Feng Yuanzheng explained concisely.

“Um… so that’s it.” Lin Huan nodded, walked closer to check, and then said: “When the curse is lifted, there can be no outsiders present. Please go out first.”

Feng Yuanzheng’s expression changed, and a flash came to Lin Huan, trying to grab his collar.

Lin Huan quickly dodges to avoid his grasp, smiling at the corner of his mouth: “Don’t be so excited, since I am here, I really want to save Ms. Zhao. If you believe me, let me save it. Don’t believe me. Let’s play one game, but…”

“If you do it here, you will hurt Miss Zhao accidentally. Will you bear it?”

As soon as this remark came out, Feng Yuanzheng’s expression changed slightly.

The space in this place is small, and both of them are supreme realm powerhouses. If they fight against each other, the energy aroused can destroy this place. Zhao Yueyuan is already in the stage of dying vitality, and if he is injured again, the consequences will be disastrous!

“That’s why you asked me to bring you here?”

Feng Yuanzheng asked murderously.

“Half and half, I really want to save Zhao Yueyuan, it depends on what you do.”

Lin Huan said with a smile.

He knew he was not Feng Yuanzheng’s opponent now, so he came up with such a method.

Zhao Yueyuan was the only person in the world who could stop Feng Yuanzheng from making a move, and Feng Yuanzhen wouldn’t dare to make any move around her.

And Lin Huan can use this time to integrate the godhead as soon as possible, and at the same time can drag Feng Yuanzheng here, killing two birds with one stone!

As long as Lin Huan completely integrates the Dark Godhead, Feng Yuanzheng will definitely not be his opponent!

Feng Yuanzheng stared at Lin Huan for a long time, and finally nodded and said, “Okay, I’ll go out, but I will observe your every move outside. You’d better not play tricks.”

Lin Huan waved his hand and said with a smile: “Don’t worry, I just need to do some preparations. When I’m ready, it will only take minutes to lift the curse on Miss Zhao.”

Feng Yuanzheng snorted coldly, and after looking at Zhao Yueyuan in the hanging coffin of cold ice, he turned around and left the secret room.

As soon as Feng Yuanzheng left, Lin Huan let out a long breath, then turned and looked at Zhao Yueyuan in the ice coffin, lost in thought.

To lift the curse on Zhao Yueyuan, Lin Huan only needs to use the power of the Dark Godhead in his body.

After all, the person who cursed Zhao Yueyuan was the consciousness of the Dark God, and the person who had to tie the bell was necessary to untie the bell, and Lin Huan was equivalent to the person who tied the bell.

“Miss Zhao, it’s not that I don’t want to help you out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, but that I want to prepare for the victory over Feng Yuanzheng. You can bear it again.”

Lin Huan sighed inwardly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to merge with the Dark Godhead.

When he first obtained the Dark Godhead, Lin Huan was in a coma for three days and three nights. During these three days and three nights, he had integrated a tenth of the Dark Godhead.

From coming out of the palaces of the gods to the present, he has only merged less than one percent of the godhead, almost not growing.

Because of this, Lin Huan was not the opponent of Feng Yuanzheng who had integrated nearly half of the slaughter god.

With the example of Feng Yuanzheng before, Lin Huan wondered if he could also do something to accelerate the integration of the Dark Godhead?

Being immersed in slaughter can accelerate the fusion of the slaughter godhead, so how can he immerse himself in the darkness?

Dark… dark…

Outside the door, Bai Yanran, Larry O’Neill, and Anthony Fast held their breath, not even daring to take a breath.

But Feng Yuanzheng turned his back on his back, his eyes closed tightly, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Yuanzheng opened his eyes and asked, “Where is Medusa during the day?”