I, the undercover lord of iron bravery, allegiance to the governor of Cao

Chapter 322 Marquis of Dinghai, Dinghai is a stick.
Under the billowing black smoke, the golden light soared into the sky.

In an instant.

It seems that this golden light is about to break through the sky.

"Lao Tzu, Marquis of Dinghai!"

Inside Jin Guangyun, the original monkey phantom just disappeared in a flash, and a young man in a golden robe appeared in front of Shen Fen and the others.

"Marquis Dinghai?"

The name of the Marquis or the name of the person?

Shen Fen couldn't help but think about it, and saw that young man named Ding Haihou appeared next to Shen Fen with a flash of golden light on his body. Ding Haihou's chin rested on Shen Fen's shoulder, showing a smile. He said in his ear: "Boy, you have a lot of familiar smells on you."

Shen Fen was about to get away, but found that one of Ding Haihou's hands was on his other shoulder, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.

"Boy, although I am sealed in this ghost place, with your current strength, you are no match for me."

Shen Fen: ".!"

"Dare to ask senior, what do you mean?" No need to ask, even with this young face, Shen Fen would never believe that Ding Haihou was the same age as himself.

Definitely an old monster.

"Heh, I've been here for thousands of years, and now I'm finally coming out, you have to let me move my body?"

Ding Haihou said, looking at Qiongqi, who had a big stick of black smoke and flames condensing in the air: "Hey, little guy, lend me your supernatural power."

Qiongqi couldn't help but refuse, and saw Dinghaihou stretch out his hand on Shen Fen's shoulder, and he held the black smoke and flame stick condensed by Qiongqi in his hand.

"It's too big, give me a small one!"

The smoky and flaming stick that dozens of people could not hold together, suddenly became like a normal stick in his hands.

"This is, to compress the black smoke and flame again?"

Shen Fen looked at the black stick in Ding Haihou's hand, which was mixed with a little flame, which was strange and impermanent, but also, the power coming from above made Shen Fen palpitate.

Although it is the same.

But after Ding Haihou's hand, this is not a magical technique, it is clearly a magic weapon.

brush!
brush!
Ding Haihou missed Shen Fen, and waved the black smoke and flame stick twice: "Well, although it's rubbish, it's okay to use it for a while."

"Boy, let's talk about your situation later, I helped you solve these things."

talking.

Ding Haihou waved the black smoke and flame stick in the air: "Thousands of years, I can finally move around."

"Dinghai is a stick."

moment.

The thick black smoke erupted from the holy mountain, under this stick, unexpectedly became a movement of heaven and earth, billowing black smoke, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.

Sima Wangquan came to Shen Fen's side.

Looking at the breathtaking billowing black smoke, he asked, "Is this a human or an ancient beast? Is it so powerful?"

Shen Fen shook his head: "I don't know either."

"If you and I work together, I'm afraid we won't be able to accept this move, right?" Sima Wangquan swallowed.

Shen Fen nodded in agreement.

The two of them are strong, but that also depends on what kind of comparison they are with. The current Dinghaihou, understand that he is not in the same dimension as them, right?
Marquis Dinghai stood in the air, behind him was billowing black smoke, thick and almost to the point of substance.

He looked at the ten masters of Dongpu.

Seeing this, the expert at the Divine Martial Realm quickly said: "Senior, we are the ones who guard the holy mountain!"

There was a sneer on Dinghaihou Junyi's face: "I used to hate you people very much. I never thought that I would watch you worship this so-called holy mountain for thousands of years."

"To be honest, I'm annoying and annoying."

"So, you gave me thousands of years of hate and hatred, and now I'm giving you a stick, you can live, if you can't take it, then die!"

One swing down,
The wind blows from the east of the cloud.

Black smoke billowed, as if it was the coercion of heaven and earth.

It's hard to breathe.

Even.

It makes people tremble from the depths of their souls.

"Dinghai is a stick."

Amidst the black smoke, a golden light flashed.

moment.

The world was silent, Shen Fen watched the golden stick fall, but there was no sound, even the voice of Sima Wangquan talking beside him disappeared.

All the voices disappeared at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Fen quickly resorted to supernatural powers.

"The Eastern Emperor does not keep the clock!"

The golden bell shadow surrounded Shen Fen and Sima Wangquan.

Outside it is.

boom! ! !
Like the hero of a landslide, like the force of a tsunami, like the movement of the earth breaking apart.

The black smoke and thick fog that originally filled the air disappeared at this moment, revealing a clear sky.

Dinghaihou Lingkong held a stick intertwined with black flames in his hand, and looked at Shen Fen: "I'm sorry, I used too much force."

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Shen Fen's mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

What can he say?
Just the force of the impact alone almost smashed his Donghuang immobile clock. If it weren't for the fact that his true essence could be used, it is estimated that he and Sima Wangquan would fly far away.

The broken bell shadow disappeared, Shen Fen wiped the blood from his mouth, as for the ten masters of Japan?

Ok.

Disappeared with the black smoke.

This is the real no dregs left.

"Senior, you?"

Ding Haihou rubbed the stick in his hand again, casually ingested a hill below, and then rubbed it together with the stick, finally forming a black stick with a trace of flame-like lines on it.

"Yes, it can be used as a weapon."

Shen Fen: ".!"

Sima Wangquan: ".!"

Rubbing mountains with bare hands?

As a weapon?
that's so special
My three views have collapsed!

Shen Fen is better, at least he has some "comprehension" in his heart, but Sima Wangquan is a native of this world, although there are many powerful masters in the legend.

But now, rubbing the mountain with bare hands in front of him, isn't this powerful being a little too much?
"Boy, if you want to ask who I am."

"I can't tell you either."

With a flash of golden light, Marquis Dinghai in a golden robe returned to Shen Fen's side, looked at the erupting holy mountain below, and said calmly: "The things in your body that I am familiar with are the exercises you cultivated."

"When the king comes to the world, the great sun magic power."

"Right?"

Shen Fen nodded. In the face of such a person, Shen Fen felt that everyone could see clearly how many cells he estimated, and there was no need to hide it.

"According to what you said, my exercise is also one of the twelve divine exercises."

Ding Haihou showed a smile: "How is it? Do you want to learn?"

Shen Fen: ".!"

But before Shen Fen could speak, a golden hair in Ding Haihou's hand flew into the back of Shen Fen's head, and he continued, "One of the twelve magical skills, the Dinghai magical skill."

"Also, this golden hair can help you once."

Done.

Marquis Dinghai turned into a golden rainbow and rushed into the distance: "Boy, I'll go to other places and I will come back to find you soon."

Watching Dinghaihou turn into a golden light and leave.

Shen Fen patted the back of his head, and Sima Wangquan, you look at me, I look at you.

What is this!
"One of the Twelve Divine Art, Dinghai Divine Art?"

(End of this chapter)