Rank One Beast Concubine: Mistakenly Provoking the Evil King of Hell

Chapter 633 How could it be him? ! 【13】

"I am not a monster! I am the most honorable god in the three realms! No, I am the only god in the three realms!"

The roaring sound swelled in everyone's ears, and the feeling of being about to blow up made Bei Tangling and the others very uncomfortable.

At the same time, a dark atmosphere hung over the sky, blocking out the sun and the blue sky.

In an instant, the sky darkened, and day and night replaced it.

The black air flow darted through the air recklessly, and the ear-piercing roar continued.

Bei Tangling felt that she was about to be out of breath, as if a pair of powerful hands were strangling her neck.

"Ahem..." She covered her fair neck with her hands, her throat was dry and hot, as if she had been scorched by flames.

"My neck...I...I'm about to lose my breath, help..." Xia Moyang didn't say anything, but the suppressed black breath suddenly threw him up and hung him in mid-air, he couldn't get up or down, he was in pain and embarrassment.

Nighthawk was thrown into the body by the black air current, lost his sanity, swung his long sword, and stabbed Murong Yunli fiercely.

In addition to enduring the constant attacks of nighthawks, Murong Yunli also had to deal with physical discomfort.

In comparison, Feng Qingcheng seemed to be much better. He held back his discomfort and withdrew Beitangling's little hand, worried that she would strangle him to death.

The whole scene is very weird.

Like a slowed-down TV camera, everyone is in slow motion, even talking in slow motion.

"Qingcheng, stop him quickly, don't let him roar anymore!" Beitangling shouted loudly with all her strength.

Just now, Beitang Ling has discovered some signs.

She found that as long as the roar of the Palace Master was louder, the black air current would strengthen.

As long as he stops roaring, they will all be saved.

"Okay!" Feng Qingcheng nodded, but in this slow motion, what should he do to reach the palace master of the palace.

He thought for a while, stepped out with his right foot, the profound energy in his body expanded, and then he muttered a few times in a low voice.

While he was chanting, the profound energy in his body became stronger and stronger, and a semicircular air bag surrounded him.

The fluorescent white in the airbag rose up, actually isolating the black aura around Feng Qingcheng.

Immediately, Feng Qingcheng felt that her body was normal, and her movements became the same as usual.

He was overjoyed.

The soft sword whistling out from his waist, held in the palm of his hand, took advantage of the momentum.

As Feng Qingcheng leaped, the white airbags surrounding his body moved with his movements.

Seeing this situation, Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed, and the long sword pierced through the air, and with a tumbling air wave, it stabbed at the center of the Palace Master.

Because his whole body was surrounded by black aura, it was impossible to identify where his vitals were.

Feng Qingcheng could only decide to stab the opponent several times based on the approximate locations of several famous families on the human body.

"Hmm... aha..." The palace lord seemed to have noticed the dangerous sword energy and moved suddenly.

The black robe covering his body suddenly became cold, facing the sword energy of the wind.

Feng Qingcheng's sword energy sliced ​​through the black robe, hissed a few times, the robe shattered and flew, and was ruthlessly thrown into the air, falling down like pieces of snowflakes.

At that moment, the black aura suddenly disappeared.

The sky returned to its original color, still white clouds and blue sky, but the surrounding land surface was still damaged.

Beitangling regained her sanity, Lingqing's eyes pierced through the fragments, and saw the true face of the Palace Master clearly.

At that moment, she only felt her heart trembling.

(End of this chapter)