Prosperous Favorite: Evil Prince, insist on teasing

Chapter 1295 Evil God (2)

"It's really a pity!" Black Shadow played with his fingers and smiled bloodthirsty.

The evil eyes are like poisonous snakes lurking in the darkness.

"What a pity!" Black and White Wuchang and the others sneered at the same time: "You are not going to let us go, priest? Hmph, this formation has no way to absorb us."

They are originally soul physiques, if this formation can absorb them, they will not be able to stand here and talk properly at this moment.

Once the formation is activated, there is no way for external forces to interfere.

No one is an exception, forceful interference will only hurt one's own roots.

If it is the formation method set up by oneself, there may be exceptions.

Black and white impermanence, they can see at a glance that the level of this formation is so high that he didn't set it up by himself at all.

"That's right, it seems that there is really no way to suck you, otherwise, the god will recover more quickly." He said with a little regret.

Of course, if you ignore his excited little eyes.

"However, there will always be a chance. After I shape the real body again, maybe you guys are really lucky enough to give it a try." He was gearing up, as if he was really looking forward to this day.

"You really set it up?" They couldn't believe it.

"Do you think anyone can set up the ten thousand kills and no life formation?" He said contemptuously.

"Cthulhu, what are you talking about with them, wouldn't it be over if you kill them quickly?" Lan Qing watched them chatting like this, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said aloud.

"You?" Heiheiwuchang noticed that the aura on his body and his own ghost emperor seemed to have an original feeling.

I don't know if this is their illusion?
"Why are you so excited?" The evil god suddenly got up leisurely, and glanced at Lan Qing: "What about him? I finally gave you a chance to rescue the god, why isn't he here?"

"He has something to do now and hasn't come out yet, but he has fought against your old opponent a few times, how about you?" He said coldly.

"Did you fight?" The evil god asked with a half-smile, "Did you win?"

"What do you think?" Lan Qing stared at him: "If it wasn't for him, maybe you wouldn't be able to get out now?"

"Oh, that's it." The evil god said carelessly.

Heiheiwuchang listened to their nonchalant conversation, his face darkened.

"Dead or alive, in a word, what is the ink stain?" They couldn't help but ask.

"Yo, quite courageous." The evil god snorted coldly, then looked at Lan Qing: "Are they his?"

Lan Qing shrugged: "What do you think?"

"That's right." The evil god took the words in a relaxed tone.

Black and White Impermanence didn't understand what they were saying at all. It would be more appropriate to say that they didn't understand rather than not responding.

Suddenly, an invisible big hand grabbed their throats.

"Go back and tell your master that my evil god will settle accounts with him one day~" A gust of cold air blew between their necks, and the fear that had finally faded hit their hearts again.

"Hahaha" Seeing their frightened appearance, the Cthulhu felt a burst of pleasure.

Lan Qing wanted to stop them, but the hands of the evil god were extremely fast and pushed them out directly.

"Oh, you!" Lan Qing was annoyed for a while, "You will let the tiger go back to the mountain like this, do you know that?"

The evil god didn't take it seriously: "Look at your cowardice, you're afraid of being beaten, forget it, I won't tell you too much, I'm afraid I'll become stupid too, you'd better play by yourself."

(End of this chapter)