Rebirth of the Wrongly Raised Demon Emperor

Chapter 292 Speed ​​(2)
"A bunch of idiots!" Huan Zhan gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

He shouldn't have trusted the people in Lingyu Continent just now, they are simply a bunch of idiots.

Xue Zhiqi had already severely injured the people in the Dark Realm, and the people in the Spiritual Realm Continent didn't know how to take advantage of the opportunity to wipe out all the people in the Dark Realm.

"You dare to scold us?" The Lingzong of Lingyuan College was angry. He didn't care what happened to this person or where he came from. He knew that he hadn't been angry.

Huan Zhan didn't want to talk to such an idiot at all.

Originally, he didn't want to care about the affairs of Lingyu Continent. If Xue Zhiqi hadn't made a move, he didn't want to get involved at all.

Huan Zhan is really angry that those people from Lingyu Continent still do such idiotic things.

Sensing the struggle of the waiter on the opposite side, Huan Zhan frowned, exerted force on his hand, and slammed it down, only to hear a click, and the waiter's hand dropped limply.

Huan Zhan broke his wrist just like that.

Huan Zhan stared at the waiter, and said impatiently, "Come out, I don't have time to play hide-and-seek with you!"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the dull face of the shop clerk, he opened his mouth and let out a hey laugh.

It was as if the laughter hadn't passed through the throat, and it was an unpleasant, monotonous laugh: "There are such masters in the Lingyu Continent, it is really worth fighting for!"

Speaking of this, a puff of black mist suddenly spewed out from the back of Dian Xiaoer's head, and the black mist suddenly condensed beside him, forming a human shape.

Black skin, black clothes, black hair, black from head to toe, as if just crawled out of a coal pile.

Huan Zhan snorted coldly, handed Xue Zhiqi into Mu Xi's arms, and said, "Take care of Zhiqi."

"Okay." Mu Xi nodded, "Don't worry."

No matter what happened, he would persist until Huan Zhan came back.

A black figure hovered over the big pit just now, looking at Huan Zhan from afar.

Huan Zhan walked over with an expression on his face, and walked over step by step. When he reached the edge of the pit, Huan Zhan didn't stop. .

"I'll let you experience the scenery of hell!" The black figure laughed in a dark way, as if a sharp needle tip was scratching a porcelain plate, it was extremely sharp, unpleasant, and painful to the ear.

After the black figure finished speaking, he didn't know what he did, and countless black mist burst out from the ground nearby.

It was like erupting magma. In different places, there were violent eruptions. In the blink of an eye, the entire imperial capital was shrouded in black mist.

Even the sun's rays couldn't penetrate such a black mist, and they couldn't see their fingers when they stretched out their hands, which made everyone in the imperial capital panic.

In the black mist, the president of the Healer Association stood like this, his eyes couldn't adapt to the darkness for a while.

Fortunately, his spiritual power is so strong that he can vaguely see the situation in front of him immediately.

Seeing it clearly, the president of the Spirit Masters Association trembled in his heart, who is this in front of him?

There was obviously no one in front of him just now!
Without even thinking about it, the president of the Healer Association made a move directly, without using all his strength, but just wanted to give the person in front of him a warning not to get too close to him.

This person, he directly felt that he was not a friend, nor was he someone he knew.

There was obviously no one around him just now, how did this person appear, he didn't feel at all.

He made a move, both attacking and probing. He was worried that this was a conspiracy by people from the dark domain.

In case someone he knew came to him, wouldn't he have fallen into their trap if he killed him immediately?

The spirit power came out, and the president of the Spirit Master Association backed away in shock. The person in front did not exist at all!

The man was still there, but his attack actually passed through his body, hitting nothingness.

Just as the president of the Healer Association was astonished, the person in front of him moved, stretched out his hand, and quickly swiped in front of him.

The president of the Healer Association was not slow to react, and immediately leaned back, trying to avoid it as much as possible.

No matter what it is in front of you, it's better not to touch it.

The president of the Healer Association was not unhappy to dodge, but there was still a burning pain in his chest. When he looked down, the clothes on his chest were already stained red with blood, as if he had been scratched by some animal's paw for a long time. mouth like.

Flesh turned out, blood dripping, it looks extraordinarily terrifying and shocking.

The president of the Healer Association gritted his teeth and stepped back. At the same time, he slapped out spiritual power with his left hand, and flicked his right hand into his bosom, took out the wound medicine, and quickly pressed it on the wound to temporarily control the injury.

The spiritual power shot still had no focus, as if it was shot in the air, and even the footsteps of the figure on the opposite side couldn't stop it.

Before he could take back his left hand, a stabbing pain came from his arm, and there was another deep wound.

The president of the Healer Association is going crazy.

What is this?
His attack was completely ineffective, and he could only passively endure the increasing wounds. What's going on?

Compared with the injuries on the body, the fear in my heart is the most terrifying.

He could see the opponent, and knew the opponent's attack, but he didn't have any ability to resist. All counterattacks had no effect, and he entered the void.

This, this feeling...

It's like knowing that you are going to die, but you can't do anything, you can only wait for death to approach step by step.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the torment of waiting for death.

There were more and more wounds on the head of the Healer Association, and his attacks changed from orderly at the beginning to chaotic, and in the end, it almost turned into a drunken struggle.

For a president of the Healer Association to attack in such a disorderly way, it can be seen how horribly devastated his mind has been in such a short period of time.

The president of the Healer Association is still good, and some of the others can't attack at all, shivering on the ground with their heads in their hands, shouting indiscriminately: "It's not me...it's none of my business... "

"Ah—don't kill me!"

The shrill screams and painful wails resounded one after another in the dark and gloomy imperial capital. The screams of terror, desperate cries and the disgusting smell of blood were intertwined, which really made people feel the horror of hell.

Here, it is really like a hell on earth, there is no hope, only endless despair and terror, and there will never be a day of relief.

Mu Xi held Xue Zhiqi in her arms. Even though he was the king of spirit beasts in the Bauhinia Forest, his heart was still trembling, goosebumps all over his body, his back was cold and wet, and his forehead was cold sweat dripping.

(End of this chapter)