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Chapter 391 Master

After using forty times the gravity field, Feng Haoy's figure began to drop sharply, and the surrounding electric arcs surged, hitting him, like ten thousand insects devouring his body, which made y gasp for a while.

The yin and thunder attribute in this tiankeng is too strong, at least it has reached the second level of Wuzun, and even the third level. Although it can't make Feng Hao's skin bruised, it is also very uncomfortable, as if there are countless handles all over his body. The sharp blade was twisting and cutting, and the pain was excruciating.

Fortunately, this process is very fast, because the tiankeng is not very deep, only about a few hundred feet.

When he landed on the ground, before Feng Hao had time to react, he was blown away by a thick arc of y, and hit the rock wall with heavy y, his heart felt oppressed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The degree of Y arc below is really too strong!

At this time, Feng Hao had trouble even getting up, he could only stand up slowly by leaning against the rock wall, only to change into new clothes, and then it became tattered again.

In front of his eyes, there is an arc-y world, a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to see what is there.

Mobilizing the y medicine pill above the Shennong Pharmacopoeia, the cool y medicine properties circulated all over his body, Feng Hao felt better, and slowly yelled, a touch of purple flame ignited in his y eyes.

This world under the tiankeng is vaguely presented to Feng Haoy.

This seems to have been smashed out by someone alive.

In front of him, it is quite spacious, and the surrounding rock walls are full of potholes. It seems that there is still a fierce fight here.

what is that?

The scene of y in front of him made y Fenghao startled and exclaimed.

In front of his eyes, there was a vague figure sitting there, and beside him there was this tall figure standing like a bodyguard, guarding beside him, the two figures were not far away, A colossal monster was crawling there, but a fluorescent long sword was stuck in its head. Obviously, this huge thing had been dead for a long time.

However, the appearance of that big thing is very similar to Xuanwu!

Could it be that y is Xuanwu?

Thinking of refining the essence of y, Feng Hao's heart was shocked again.

That is good at defense y Xuanwu,

He was actually beheaded!

Feng Hao can almost be sure that the huge y carapace is the source of his refined soul y.

Son of Xuanwu, Thunder Turtle!

And the source of the surrounding electric arcs is precisely the y that emanates from that carapace.

Feng Hao hadn't woken up from the shock yet, a scene that made his hair stand on end appeared.

Chi Chi!

Following two ear-piercing y sounds, the burly y figure standing there unexpectedly opened his eyes, and the eyes were completely bright without any y emotion.

As the pair of eyes opened, a cold and murderous air flowed out.

not good!

Seeing y's cold and ruthless y eyes, Feng Hao's heart trembled, he stomped his feet, and jumped up.

In those eyes, he saw death!

Swish!

The afterimage flashed by, and Feng Hao felt his neck tighten. In an instant, his whole body was hit by the rock wall again, tyrannical defense, under the hands of this figure, there was no y effect at all, just a punch, Feng Hao It just felt like my chest had collapsed, and the bones in my chest were almost broken.

Only then did he realize that his y defense was not that invincible.

Pooh!

A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, directly spraying on the shadowy door.

It's over!

Feng Hao's heart was ashamed.

This person in front of him is too strong, and his rape is outrageous!

After a long time, y's death did not come as expected, this figure had already raised y's fist, but it did not come down.

Then, Feng Hao felt his body loosen and fell to the ground, his chest hurt so badly that he almost fainted, and he also sat limp and fell down.

Owner.

The dry word y rang in Feng Hao's ear, which made him startled.

who?

There was no one else here at all, and the voice of y suddenly came out, making y Fenghao's hair stand on end, and his heart trembled.

I.

This time, Feng Hao heard y very clearly, and the voice seemed to come from the figure in front of him.

Uh...ahem! ...

After being stunned for a while, Feng Hao coughed up blood again, mobilized the properties of the medicine, and then slowly recovered.

Next to the rock wall, Feng Hao stood up and looked directly at the figure in front of him.

This is a burly masculine man, about two meters tall, wearing a pitch-black masquerade armor, which reflects cold and majestic light, and all the surrounding electric arcs hit the armor, and all of them were bounced off.

Just looking at it made Yin Fenghao unable to resist, and reflexively moved his unicorn arms across his chest, and his eyes were full of panic.

terrible!

This figure is full of chilling aura, cold and ruthless, like a cold-faced killer, without the slightest hint of sexual emotion, especially those indifferent eyes, which make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

After defending for a while, Feng Hao slowed down without seeing him strike again.

He knew that if this burly man did something wrong, he might be doomed today.

However, he couldn't figure out y, when exactly did this man come to this minefield? Could it be that he only came to y after Fen Lao felt it?

Otherwise, Fen Laoding wouldn't be able to come in just by saying Wu Zun.

There is absolutely no way that this burly man is just a warrior!

Being in this minefield, even if King Wu came down, he would definitely suffer big losses.

\\u2o1nc said master? I am combsp; Before thinking about it, Feng Hao was shocked again, he clearly heard the word \\u2o18Master\\u2o19.

That's right.

The burly man seemed to speak very little, dry and emotionless words, but to Feng Hao's ears he looked extremely cute.

Inexplicably, I became the master of this unknown y cold-faced killer!

It felt like ascending from hell to heaven.

But... why am I combsp; After the excitement, Feng Hao was puzzled again.

Just now he was yelling at himself to beat and kill y, but in a blink of an eye, he became the master of his y, which made y feel a little inexplicable.

Because, c has the blood of master y!

The burly y man turned around, his bright y eyes turned towards the y figure sitting cross-legged, and in those indifferent y eyes, even a trace of inexplicable y emotion flashed.

blood?

Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately remembered that he seemed to have sprayed a mouthful of blood just now, and it seemed to have sprayed on this man.

Master y bloodline?

Feng Hao frowned, and followed his Yin gaze to look over. In the distance, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, and his heart trembled violently.

Could it be that the person sitting cross-legged is actually his own ancestor?

Can behead Xuanwu descendant y ancestor? ~