Douluo's personal pendant

"Desperate? Pain? Don't get me wrong, I'm just thinking why I can be so strong, because there are so many ways to defeat you so I am a little bit distressed."

Tang Fei retracted his fist and opened his hands indifferently.

"you."

Hei Mist obviously felt something wrong with his body, "Impossible, impossible, the abyss devil energy can corrode everything, this is the master and me, the master will not lie to me, how could this be, ah ah ah what."

Along with the screams coming from the black mist, white light shot out from the cracks in the black mist body, and a sound of explosion came from his body, and the billowing air wave rushed away uncontrollably. The black mist that made up his body engulfed the dust and sand in the house and couldn't fly away, and even the white mist that was one meter away from the house was washed away by the air waves.

White lotus blossoms bloomed from the original position of the black mist. Tang Fei looked at the solid lotus blossoms with satisfaction. As his soul became stronger, his perspective on the world also changed. The time for this Bailian blooming fist to gather has been shortened a lot, and its power has become immense.

"Ahhh, my house."

A scream sounded from behind Tang Fei. Tang Fei turned to look. He saw Wu Hao, covering his mouth behind him, looking at the sky, practicing screaming. He looked up and saw that the roof had been lifted off for some time. It also became dilapidated, and the originally luxurious houses turned into a pile of rubble and broken walls in an instant.

Tang Fei coughed twice and concealed his embarrassment, "Uh-huh, now is not the time to think about this. I just broke up his spirit possession state, I don't know if it will gather."

Thinking of that, Tang Fei turned his head to see where there was still black fog, only Bai Yingjun, who was lying motionless on the ground, was left with some gravel, and there was nothing else. Tang Fei glanced while the dense fog had not covered it. At once, a clear footprint appeared in his eye Zheng

"Cut, let him run away." Tang Fei said disdainfully, looking at the footprints submerged in the thick fog.

"I know where he went."

Wu Hao stepped forward and looked at Tang Fei.

"Where?" Tang Fei asked.

Wu Hao took a deep breath, then looked firmly into the dense fog, and said: "Come with me, follow me."

After his figure was submerged in the thick fog, Tang Fei hesitated and followed him into the thick fog.

Chapter 30 The Book of Psychics

In the dense fog, in an environment where you can't see your five fingers, a black figure rushed in it, even if it tripped over a stone because you didn't look at the road, the black figure stood up from the ground in only one second He didn't stay, and didn't dare to stay. He looked back from time to time and looked behind him. Although there was so much invisible, the fear in his heart kept driving him to do this.

It wasn't until a house appeared in front of him that he slowed down, and the frightened expression on his face eased, as if he had found a backer.

Hei Pushi wiped the sweat off his face. He no longer knew when he fled like this last time, but fortunately, he ran back alive.

This house is very ordinary. The roof is made of stacked thatch. The wall is made of loess mud bricks that are extremely easy to collapse. The black and simple push open the broken corner, and it is full of knife marks. The dilapidated wooden door with traces and other traces, walked in, looked back, and then quickly closed the door.

Entering the room, the room was very empty, with a space of more than 20 square meters, only a bed and a stove that was burned to the dark by the fire, and nothing else.

Hei Pushi opened the bed board, revealing the hidden passage stairs hidden under the bed. He glanced in the direction of the door and then buried his head in the underground passage. The underground passage stairs were extremely long and steep. He made two steps in three steps and jumped all the way. Go down.

At first it was extremely narrow and only accessible. After about a hundred meters, a huge empty passage appeared in front of him. The passage was very long, with a width of five meters and a height of ten meters. He followed the script lightly and flew in the passage. Ben, like a cheetah.

After half a minute, he stopped, because a five-meter-high bronze door appeared in front of him, and under the door sat a man wearing a tawny robe and a hat, with his back facing him.

"How come you are the only one."

Hei Pushi had nothing to say, the man asked, his voice was very hoarse, and he seemed to be very old.

Hearing his questioning, Hei Pu-shi stopped, his expression nervous, and his mouth slightly opened, but before he heard a word, he heard the person in front of him say again: "Wait, don't let me see."

Hei Pushi closed his mouth and felt a chill spread from his feet to his forehead, and the man also stood up, short in stature, and his face was old and full of zou lines.

In his hand he was holding a brand new book with a light blue cover. On the cover was a skull with closed eyes and mouth. The book was covered. Eight spirit rings appeared on the man, two yellow, three purple and three black. , He stretched out his skinny hand and grabbed it at Hei Pu Shi, the yellow spirit ring on his body lit up.

Soul connection.

The old man read that a semi-transparent cyan line flew from the black and plain eyebrows. He reached out his hand to grab the line and put the eyebrows of the black skull on the cover, while the skull with his eyes closed and his mouth slowly closed. After opening his eyes slowly and making a sound like a rat grinding teeth, the book floated in the air with blue light, and the blank pages of paper were turned over.

Until it turned to the middle position, the old man took the book blankly and looked at it. On the blank paper, black lines began to emerge on the white paper, forming a picture, and those pictures were just before. What happened after Hei Pushi entered Wu Hao's room.

"There is such a powerful person, not only is the soul powerful enough to be separated, but also defeated you without even using the martial soul, and there is a mysterious flame for the soul."

The old man looked at the previous page of the book in a bit of surprise, painting a picture of an extremely handsome man making a fist and sighing secretly.

After closing the book, the old man pulled out the line between the eyebrows of the skull and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something. After half a minute, he opened his eyes, and he was holding the wall against the wall. In his head, he kept wailing black and plain words: "Your mission has failed, and I should take your life back, but now that the enemy is now, I will give you a scapegoat opportunity on behalf of the master. It depends on you for life or death. You, yourself, you know."

Hei Pushi felt that his head was about to explode, but he still listened to what Lao Rao said. He pinged on the ground and knocked hard on the ground, "It's an adult, I will definitely live up to Lord Rao's expectations."

The old man nodded blankly, and then said: "Get up, they are already here, we can't fight them here, that will disturb the master."

After he finished, he crossed Hei Pushi and walked to the other end of the passage, and Hei Pushi also stood up tremblingly, following Lao Rao.

At this moment, in the white mist above, Tang Fei frowned and looked around, and followed Wu Hao. When he first came in, he didn't feel much, but he absorbed the energy of the soul lamp to condense the soul body. After that, he didn’t know how many times he felt about the outside world. He felt in the white fog, as if tens of thousands of eyes were staring at him, and his every move was under the gaze of those eyes, which made him Very upset.

But those eyes didn't move, they just watched him, so he didn't pay attention.Always follow Wu Hao.

"Here... here."

Wu Hao stopped, his voice trembling.

Tang Fei was puzzled. He didn't understand what he was afraid of, but he felt something wrong around him. In front of Wu Hao, the white mist seemed to disperse. Two figures were standing in front of a room in front of them, seeming to wait. With their arrival.

Tang Fei walked to the front and looked at the two of them. One was a black and plain old man who had escaped before, and the other was a thin old man in tatters. He looked at the old man, and the old man was also looking at him with a smile. His smile reminded Tang Fei. A thorn in his heart, the one that slipped from his hand.

Tang Fei asked coldly: "Hey, are you the greedy demon?"

The old man smiled and said, "Don't dare, the old man dare not compare with the master, the old man is just a slave that the master sits down."

Tang Fei: "Oh, just a slave, then let your master come out."

The old man smiled: "The master is in retreat right now, so I can't come out to see you, but it's not impossible for you to see the master in advance, just knock us down and go to school."

Tang Fei raised his brows, spreading his hands, "That's no discussion, let's do it."

Seeing Tang Fei’s contemptuous appearance, the old man was not angry, with a smile still on his face. He looked at the white fog surrounding the sun and said, “You’re not curious about how we discovered your arrival and waited for you here in advance. Is it?"

Tang Fei shook his head, "I'm not curious, just play faster, I'm in a hurry."

Hei Pu Shi had a hideous face, watching Tang Fei's eyes flushed, and said: "My lord, this guy is so rude, let's do it directly."

The old man shook his head and looked at Tang Fei: "Young man, don't be impatient. It's normal for people to be old and long-winded. It's not too late for you to listen to me."

This old man has so many things, but forgetting that respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue, since he wants to speak, let him speak, thinking, Tang Fei crossed his arms and looked at the old man blankly.

Seeing him doing this, the old man smiled again, then raised his hand and called out a book with a light blue cover.

"Is this Wu Hao's book that makes people feel scared at a glance? It seems a bit interesting." Seeing the old man call out the spirit, Tang Fei became vigilant in his heart. Just when the old man called out the spirit, he 'S soul faintly felt the suction from that book.

The old man said: "The old man's name is Fei Jun. He was originally the village chief of the Hidden Soul Village. The Martial Spirit is this psychic book, and the auxiliary system is the 89th-level Contra."

"The arrival of you that the old can check depends on the long white mist and the old psychic book. This psychic book can probe the soul, imprison the soul, and control the soul, and this long white mist The fog is the soul controlled by the old."

"What? That's the case." Tang Fei's eyes were cold, his previous feeling was right, but those eyes were not human eyes, I'm afraid it was the gaze of these souls.