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The room returned to calm again, and the black shadow quietly looked out the window.

But outside the window was thick smoke, many planes surrounded the towering sky tower, bright lights continuously shone on the tower, and huge water jets shot into the tower.

Many mechanical troops landed from the sky and fell into the sky tower, moving quickly.

Even though the whole sky tower was full of smoke, it was very complete. It can be said that these bombs did not cause substantial damage to the sky tower, but only destroyed some inside, which seemed to be a huge force.

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Chapter 420 IX Linghuang VS Banlaoer ([-])

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Years ago.

In the dark hall.

The dim moonlight shines through the windows covered with strange patterns, and sprinkles under the hall.

"Tell me, what are you looking for?"

An icy voice sounded from under the great hall. A man whose whole body was blurred and whose figure could not be seen clearly was heard from the voice as a man standing in front of the dark throne.

There was a gurgling sound coming from behind him, Ling Huang frowned, and said lightly: "The wine will be a waste of time, don't drink it with me."

The old man let out a sigh of relief, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Haha, I was wrong, I forgot, sorry."

"Tell me, what is the purpose of you coming to me?" Linghuang didn't force him to stop him from drinking, because alcohol is the whole life of the old man, and it is also the support of his ability.

"Hi!" The old man hiccupped and said with a smell of alcohol all over his body: "It's like this. Recently, my old friend was arrested because he accidentally talked too loudly while eating. You also You know, it's easy to forget things when you drink too much, so..."

"You don't need to tell me about this kind of trivial matter, you take the person away yourself." Ling Huang still turned his back to him, looking at the seat in front of him.

The old man scratched his head, his face was flushed, and he looked at his back with clear eyes and said: "Ling Huang, what I want to say is that the rules are too rigid, should we relax..."

"Shut up!" A powerful aura suddenly came from Ling Huang's body, and the corners of his clothes automatically blew up without any wind.

The old man squinted his eyes, and spilled some wine from the wine bottle in his hand.

"For the sake of your drunkenness, I don't care about it this time." Ling Huang said lightly: "Okay, you can go."

The old man smiled, showing no sign of fear, his eyes were clear and bright, without a hint of alcohol.

"Thank you Lord Linghuang for your tolerance, but..." the old man clenched the stick in his hand, and said: "My old man is just greedy for the happiness of everyone drinking together and talking freely, not for them, but also for myself Anyway, old man, I have already stepped into hell with one foot, so it doesn't matter."

"You want to fight with me?" Ling Huang asked coldly.

"Haha, old man, I just want to wake up the elm heads of the next generation." The old man took a sip of wine and said, "Although I don't know what the previous generations of emperors thought, but restricting the sound is a bullshit decision !"

"Laugh when you want to laugh, cry when you want to cry, and talk when you want to talk. This is a human being! It's not a restricted cold machine."

"You don't understand." Ling Huang's clenched hand slowly loosened.

"Yeah, I don't understand." The old man said with a smile: "But old man, I only know that in life, if you want to live, you have to live smartly and fearlessly. If you have to restrict what you want to do, then How is it different from a plant stuck forever in a piece of land?"

Ling Huang was silent for a long time, then he turned around and said lightly: "Then come on, as long as you beat me, I will agree to your proposal."

"Okay!" The old man slammed the stick into the ground, and smothered the wine in the bottle with a grunt.

"Nianwuzui, no heart demon, transparent and bright, find the direction, eight hundred existences, follow the world, bathe in fire demon body, show my body!"

After the old man finished chanting the mantra, a raging fire suddenly ignited all over his body.

The flames radiated, the hair ignited like a flame, and the whole face looked radiant, looking decades younger.

What's even weirder is that there are strange red lines engraved on both sides of his cheeks, extending all the way to his mouth, and red lines are also engraved on the back of his hands.

The entire gloomy hall was illuminated by fire, bright and dazzling, like a small sun.

Ling Huang felt the burning sensation in the air, and thought to himself: "As expected of being the longest-lived envoy of Huang, there really are a few tricks."

The old man held the stick, and the stick immediately burst into flames, turning into a hot stick of fire.

"Linghuang, I'm here, you have to be careful." The old man rushed up after finishing speaking.

Hot flames shot out from the soles of his feet, and he came to Ling Huang's body in the blink of an eye.

The flaming stick flicked over Mars' tail in the air, and slammed down with a whoosh!

This speed is so fast that even ordinary envoys may not be able to react to it. This is the real strength of the old man!

You must know that if the envoy Huang wants to fight against a powerful S-rank contractor, it is inevitable that there will be casualties, but the old man has survived until now, and the envoy Huang who was at the same time as him was either dead or injured and unable to fight.

He has been able to stay until now, and his combat effectiveness must be extraordinary.

But at the same time, the person who can sit in the position of Linghuang is also very important. His strength cannot be a paper tiger, but must be a fierce Siberian tiger.

A vague space barrier unfolded above Ling Huang's head, and he himself stood there motionless, looking extremely confident and full of pretense.

"What!" Ling Huang was surprised suddenly.

It is impossible for the fuzzy space barrier to be dented inward by a hot stick like a piece of paper!

You know, this trick can distort the space, and in essence, there will be no entity at all, but the reality slapped Linghuang hard.

He quickly raised his hand to block the front, and at the same time a powerful twisting force erupted from his hand, resisting the attack of the stick.

"Old man, I told you, don't be careless." Old Man Ban said with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of ability. I underestimated you." Ling Huang felt that his palm began to heat up. The flame seemed to melt the space, and his eyes became more serious.

"Never underestimate anyone who is determined to die, even if he has already stepped half of his foot into the loess." The old man exerted force in his hand, and the flames burned even more intensely.

"Taught." Ling Huang said lightly.

Suddenly, a blurry space opened up under his feet, and he escaped into it immediately. With a bang, the floor was smashed and a hole was opened, and rubble mixed with flames flew everywhere.

The old man half-closed his eyes and looked around. He knew Linghuang's ability very well, because Linghuang's ability seemed to belong to a kind of inheritance, which was passed down from generation to generation.

He has fought against the previous generation of Ling Huang, so he is naturally aware of this ability.

"Let me see, old man, where you will appear." The old man smiled.

Suddenly, the space on the back became blurred, and a hand was stretched out suddenly. At the same time, the twisting force was attached to the hand. The old man turned around and struck, sparks splashed, and the hand was retracted immediately.

"Ding ding ding ding...!"

The flames splattered, the sound of collisions kept ringing, the space around the old man was constantly blurred, he launched attacks one by one, the fiery stick defended back and forth, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of flames, and the flames immediately swallowed up the space in front of him .