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The moment the palm of his hand was empty, the bottom of Luo Binghe's eyes seemed to instantly turn into a wilderness covered by ice and snow.

Soon, he laughed, lowered his voice, and said, "What are you afraid of. They want to ask me, and they dare not say anything."

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☆、Chapter 78 BOSS battle

Shen Qingqiu said in a low voice, "That's not the problem."

Luo Binghe said, "What's the problem?"

Shen Qingqiu raised his folding fan: "First settle the current matter, and then talk about it later."

Luo Binghe slowly backed away and smiled: "Okay."

He said softly: "...Anyway, there is time to talk about it."

Everyone could feel that there were countless creatures lurking in the surrounding yīnyīn clusters of branches and leaves, the waist-high grass, and the gaps between the pale rubble piles. Green eyes and whistling roars, like tiny thin làngs, one after another.

At this time, the benefits of letting Luo Binghe be at the forefront were fully manifested.

Whenever he faced the direction he walked past, the demonic wind stopped immediately, and there was no sound. The lurking monsters either pretended to be dead in groups or retreated furiously.

To put it uglier, it's like a god of avoidance...

With this help, the time to find the destination is much faster than expected.

If the white fog is shrouded in darkness, suddenly there is a place where black air is billowing, straight into the sky, as long as you are not blind, you can see the abnormality.

This mountain's mouth is covered with layers of thick green leaves, and the yīnyīn is very cool. Standing beside the mouth of the mountain, it is cold.

Everyone stopped and hesitated.

According to the original idea, before arriving here, we should kill 800 enemy generals and 1000 monsters. By the way, all poisonous insects and exotic flowers have to pass a pass before we can reach the final level with untold hardships.

Even if there are not so many procedures, at least the clothes must be stained with blood to be worthy of the boss battle, right? !

A sect master said: "I'm afraid you can't act rashly."

Another agreed: "It's better to explore the truth first."

Luo Binghe said, "That's for sure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Beijun kicked Shang Qinghua out.

Really kicked out...go out...go out...go...

Under Shen Qingqiu's astonished gaze, Shang Qinghua flew into the mountain after rolling and falling, "to see what's real".

There was a long silence, and suddenly, a scream broke out from the dòng: "I wipe ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Shen Qingqiu grabbed a handful of vine leaves with lightning speed, and rushed into the room with the crowd, when he heard a voice: "Shen Fengzhu, we meet again."

The Heart Demon Sword was inserted between the crevices at the end of the mountain. That black gas purple smoke overflowed from its sword edge.

Tianlang-Jun was sitting on a bluestone, and Shang Qinghua was standing not far in front of the bluestone.

The light from the sky outside shone in, illuminating half of Tianlang-Jun's body. Immediately, someone gasped.

Shen Qingqiu finally knew why Shang Qinghua was so miserable just now.

Although Tianlang-Jun did not change the smile on his face, because half of the right side of his face turned into a rotten purple-black color, his smile seemed extremely terrifying.

His left sleeve was empty and shriveled. It seemed that the arm that always fell off could never be picked up again.

This tattered, burnt-out appearance was not quite the same as the final boss in Shen Qingqiu's imagination.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but notice Luo Binghe's expression. saw that his face was close to the calm calm, don't know what it was like.

Tianlang-Jun turned his head to the side and said, "There are fewer people coming than I thought. I thought that like the last time Bailu Mountain, hundreds of masters would join the battle."

Wu Wang hummed: "Look at your appearance of being a human being, a ghost or a ghost, and you don't have a scoundrel around you, do you still need so many people?"

Tianlang-Jun said, "Hey? I really don't have one here, but my nephew does have one."

Before he finished speaking, a blue shadow flashed in the dòng. Zhuzhi-Lang silently stood in front of Tianlang-Jun.

I don't know why, this pair of master and slave are all dressed in láng. It is understandable that Tianlang-Jun’s Luzhi body was not adapted to the demonic energy and was corroded into pits. Zhuzhi-Lang's pupils were also huáng, and his neck, cheeks, forehead, arms, and wherever the luǒ was exposed, were crawling with scales one by one, ferocious and terrifying, and looked very similar to the half-human, half-snake form in Luzhi. .

He said hoarsely, "Shen Xianshi."

Shen Qingqiu: "...It's me. How did you become like this?"

Yue Qingyuan said calmly, "Junior brother, what is your relationship with this guy?"

The origin has gone deep. Coming to this point, I have a great relationship with this person. Shen Qingqiu was about to speak when Tianlang-Jun raised his chin slightly, squinting at Yue Qingyuan and said, "I remember you."

He thought about it for a while, and said with certainty, "The old man in Huanhua Palace asked you to help him sneak attack, but you ignored it. Now you are the head of the Cangqiongshan faction? Not bad."

Yue Qingyuan said: "Your memory is very good."

Tianlang-Jun smiled and sighed.

"If you were also crushed in a dark place for more than ten years, without seeing the light of day, and you could only think about the past and wasting your time every day, you would have a good memory like me."