Heretic Doctor Zihou - v4 Chapter 97
However, being disgusted and beaten by Zihou, the Hydra Emperor is very happy. Besides, the scales on its body are as hard as steel. The strength of Zihou is no different from itching.
Seeing that the pillars on his side had all fallen, the gang in the holy city were originally arrogant, as if they were poured down by a basin of cold water, and their hearts were so cool and bright.
A group of holy city disciples of average strength, already embarrassed by the violent energy of the dark thunder orb, are now looking at the huge Hydra emperor who is as large as the hill in front of them with wide-eyed eyes, wishing to faint without seeing them. , The heart is not afraid!
As for the two semi-god powerhouses, they are not much better.
Although the two of them also had a feast of Dark Thunderball made by Zihou, they are demigod-level powerhouses. Although they may seem a little embarrassed, it does not affect their strength at all.
The two of them tacitly retracted their gaze staring at the Hydra Emperor, looked at each other, and then ran into the distance again in a very tacit understanding…
It has to be said that the speed of a demigod-level powerhouse is also unambiguous. With a kick, he ran to the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Everyone stared blankly at the two people’s backs turned into black spots, thinking in their hearts that these two people could probably escape to heaven.
However, this thought has not yet formed in my mind. The next moment, the distant sky is under the calm sky. The flying bodies of the two people suddenly stopped, and then they fell straight from the void to the ground. under.
The void in front of them, after a water-like energy barrier trembled, disappeared in the next instant.
Boom~
Boom~
Two muffled noises came when the two figures slipped into the jungle below…
This…
The people who watched this scene stared at each other, and they just didn’t understand how well, a barrier appeared in the sky…
Zihou also looked at the direction in which the two demigods were fleeing, and the corners of their bright red lips lightly hooked.
It is impossible for others to know the reason, but she does.
Can strategize at such a long distance, stop two demigods and knock them to death with no effort, besides Mo Yunhuang who has this strength, who else is there?
Zihou originally wanted to cast a corner of her eye towards Emperor Mo Yun in the dark, but there was a mountain in front of her, and she had to give up this idea.
“My lord, spare your life!”
“No matter our business!”
“Please let me go!”
…
Seeing an elder and two holy envoys planted in the hands of Zihou one after another, the holy monks of the holy city looked as pale as paper, and their eyes were filled with despair.
They knelt on the ground with a ‘poof’, and kept kowtow towards Zihou. Where is the arrogant and arrogant appearance before?
Seeing this group of holy monks kneeling in front of him and begging to be all-in-one, a group of adventurers from the mainland felt very relieved.
Even though, it was not them that these holy monks were kneeling, but the sturdy woman in front of them.
Zihou’s cold eyes swept across the holy monk who had knelt down in front of him, and all his eyes were dazzling silver.
Her eyes flickered.
Such a scene reminded her inexplicably that Qin Liehuo was also carrying a group of holy monks during the ancient forbidden period in the Western Wilderness.
It’s just that they are also holy monks, and the cultivation bases of those holy monks are much higher than these people.
Even if she didn’t confirm that the saint son of that day was Qin Liehuo, she already had full assurance in her heart.
She believed that the feeling engraved in her heart like a brand could not deceive people.
However, she was very puzzled.
Why would Qin Liehuo become the son of the holy city for no reason?
Could it be that Qin Liehuo was originally the Son of God? It’s just that he never mentioned it?
The more I thought about it, Zihou still couldn’t think of a reason after all, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
“Fuck!” Zihou frowned slightly, and gave a low voice.
The holy monks in this gang of holy cities are all people who have a higher eye than a fake tiger, and she looks down on it. She wouldn’t kill these people, but just because it was unnecessary.
Hearing Zihou with a low cry, a group of sub-sage monks were taken aback for a moment, their bodies stiffened, and then they reacted and got up and ran away.
“Thanks for your mercy~”
“Thank you sir for not killing!”
“Let’s get out now!”
…
For a time, a dozen people ran around like scared monkeys.
In a gang of people rushing, in a corner of Black Rock, a figure came out at a very fast speed, and together with those people, fled away in a panic…
The location and time of the person’s coming out were so good that no one noticed it with so many eyes!
“stop!”
Seeing that, the man just looked for a group of people and fled away in a dingy way. At this moment, there was a clear and sweet voice breaking through the air.
Falling in the ears of everyone, if thunder exploded!
After hearing the words, everyone stagnated and looked at Zihou with puzzled faces.
Zihou has cold eyebrows, and looks at the back of the person who is going away. Those clear and deep eyes are strategizing that controls everything in the palm of your hand!
When this voice fell, that figure stagnated, and for a second, he was stunned.
Soon, he turned a deaf ear to his ears and moved faster under his feet. If you look closely, you can see that his back seems a little tight.
“Ling Xuan, are you sure?”
Zihou The blushing lips curled coldly, and the coldness of the eyes was reflected.
As soon as this remark came out, the figure stiffened again. He turned around, his appearance was also exposed to everyone’s vision!
Everyone looked intently, and they were surprised.
They couldn’t be more familiar with that person’s appearance. It wasn’t that Ling Xuan who was arrogant and arrogant in front of them just now regarded them as ants and uttered wild words?
When did he get into the crowd?
Ling Xuan turned around and looked at Zihou with an unbelievable face. He couldn’t figure it out for a while, he was obviously disguised well, how could he be discovered?
After the doubt, Ling Xuan was again unwilling to be angry.
He turned around and turned to face Zihou.
He probably checked the distance visually. He is now several tens of feet away from Zihou, which is considered a safe area. The opponent is not a god-level powerhouse, so why can he cause harm to him at such a distance?
Thinking of this, Ling Xuan became bolder.
“What if I don’t stand? What can you do to me?”
Ling Xuan raised his chin and said loudly.
Zihou moved his eyebrows and said nothing.
“Do you know who I am? Lan Lei Tianzun is my grandfather, and the saint elder on the cloud is my master! If you dare to move me, you will die without a place to bury! Hahaha~”
Ling Xuan yelled with a smug face, and laughed smugly after speaking.
“Lan Lei Tianzun? The sage on the cloud?” Zihou raised his eyebrows, looking astonished.
“Not bad!” Seeing the reaction of Zihou, Ling Xuan was 80% shocked by his strong background, and his heart was even more thrilled!
“What? It’s my shit!” Ling Xuan heard the words that made him vomit blood before he lasted for a second.
“You, what are you talking about?” Ling Xuan couldn’t believe his ears.
Tianzun and Saint Lao, such titles, they claim to be just below the Palace Lord, especially Saint Lao, can be called one person and above ten thousand!
Especially the saints on the cloud, the people in the holy city, no one knows everyone!
This **** woman actually said that they are not things!
unacceptable!
“You wait for me, you will regret it!” Ling Xuan pointed at Zihou tremblingly with his fingers outstretched, the expression on his face was angry, angry and a little afraid.
I don’t know why, just watching Zihou like this, and even so far away, he can feel the compelling aura emanating from Zihou!
Suddenly he had no bottom in his heart, and he wanted to run away!
He did it too!
He turned around, his figure jumped, and he ran faster than anything…
“Want to run?”
Seeing that Ling Xuan wanted to run, Zihou raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand to **** in the void, and said to the void, “Friend, borrow your sword to use it!” The voice hasn’t fallen yet, Zihou has more hands. A long sword.
And the owner of that long sword is an adventurer not far from Zihou. Before he could react, he saw his sword fall into the hands of Zihou.
He reacted slowly and nodded.
The sword in the hand of Zihou turned out a sword flower, and then suddenly threw it in the direction of Ling Xuan…
Huh~
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the long sword was like a rocket launch, leaving a long white light behind him, shooting towards Ling Xuan at a speed that was not clear to the naked eye…
Ling Xuan originally ran happily with Sa Yazi. He naively thought how could a cultivator who has not reached the **** level in Zihou catch up with him and hurt him?
He even briefly thought about how to get revenge on Zihou in his mind. He swears that if Zihou falls into his hands, he must let her die, even if it is death, she will die without a place to bury her!
It’s just that he hasn’t waited for a brain addiction, the sound of breaking through the air behind him, and the lock-in of his mental power, almost scared him!
With a bright white face, he turned his head, and passed a burst of white light into the goal, nothing else.
His heart suddenly picked up, but he hadn’t reacted yet, there was a sharp pain in the back court that made him vomit blood!
Huh~
The sound of the sharp blade immersed in the flesh, even though it was several tens of feet away, was still so clear.
Countless adventurers here looked up at the distant sky, a picture of a long sword submerged in a certain flower in Ling Xuan after the white light faded…
How can the sound of the sharp blade cutting skin and flesh match such a picture?
In an instant, everyone was messy in the wind.
This…
What else can they say?
This sword is really too enchanting!
So that they can’t make up for it!
However, no matter what, it is probably a chrysanthemum remnant, full of wounds, right?
I don’t know whether it was Zihou deliberately, or Ling Xuan’s thick skin. Even if a long sword was inserted in that place, he just stayed for a while and continued to run forward…
However, the picture of the chrysanthemum running with a sword in it makes people blind!
Zihou watched Ling Xuan disappear and leave, but did not continue to hunt down. He just raised his eyebrows lightly and didn’t seem to care.
Since she was going to the holy city, she was bound to disturb the deep water.
So, Ling Xuan is just a stone she put into it to try the depth!