Chapter 43 The four emperors are angry, there is someone above the bull demon!
Boom!
Boom!
The dull sound of footsteps, like bells and drums, comes from far to near.
The heavy snow on the ground, mixed with rainwater, set off ripples of snow that rolled like a shaking quilt, spreading out from a distance and hitting the bluestone steps in front of Xu Ji's wood carving shop, exploding like a thunderbolt. Wave-like snow waves.
One wave after another, as if every step fell would cause such ripples.
The whimpering cries kept echoing from the other end of the long street to this end.
It was like the hell gate was opened, and the whimpering ghosts...
Crying out, walking through the world at night!
In the alley.
The old man listened to the footsteps and felt the strong divinity mixed in the footsteps, and gently patted the child Lu Chi beside him.
"Go ahead, idiot."
"In a battle between warriors, it would be too much for a divine monk to interfere."
The old man said softly.
When Lu Chi heard this, his eyes were not afraid at all. Instead, they seemed to be burning like a fire, blazing fiercely.
"Master, leave it to me!"
"Just think of it as a surprise in advance for the junior sister who has not yet passed the exam!"
Lu Chi grinned and tilted his head, showing a bright smile.
The next moment, he actually took out a thumb-sized wood carving from his arms. Although the wood carving was not big, it was a lifelike carving of a child holding a red tassel gun, tied with a ball head, wearing a red bellyband, and surrounded by red damask. out.
Clearly the work of a master.
Staring, angry, domineering...
Lu Chi placed the thumb-sized wood carving between his eyebrows. Suddenly, a few light particles floated out of the wood carving, which was the divinity contained in the wood carving.
They were all incorporated into Lu Chi's eyebrows, and when the wooden sculpture turned into debris and flying sand fell from Lu Chi's fleshy palms.
Lu Chi's eyebrows were a little red, and his eyes were filled with anger!
"My little junior sister who has never passed the exam is going to die miserably!"
"Ah! I'm so angry!"
"Your Majesty, help me!"
Lu Chi shouted, his anger boiling, his eyes were burning, and the aura on his body was rising steadily.
The old man smiled and flicked his fingers, and suddenly red silk floated out and wrapped around Lu Chi's body.
Lu Chi's face was completely blurred by the overflowing fire-like angry divinity!
The heavy wind and snow wrapped around the body, and the red silk lingered around the body, as if stepping on a tornado, the momentum was terrifying!
The old man stroked his beard and smiled, nodding slightly.
The divinity of wrath.
[The Angry Third Prince]!
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The falling winter rain was mixed with snow particles.
Falling from a height of ten thousand feet, it landed on the tung oil-smeared surface of the oil-paper umbrella, bouncing around like a marble.
Under the umbrella, she was dressed in white, which was better than the white snow. Her face was elegant and enchanting, her eyes were full of gloomy color, and there was a tear mole in the corner of her eye, which seemed to let out all the sadness.
The hair on his forehead undulated slightly, revealing Si Mubai's face that was about to cry.
Holding the umbrella with one hand, he walked forward. Every step he took made the snow on the ground roll forward, clearing a clean area for him to walk on.
He walked leisurely towards the direction of Xu Ji Wood Carving Shop.
No matter how tragic and urgent the situation in the wood carving shop is.
Whether it was Zhao Chuanxiong whose head was cut off by the Bull Demon, or the four blood-changing warriors dealing with the Bull Demon in a thrilling pursuit of the Bull Demon...
His rhythmic footsteps never showed the slightest trace of panic.
"Zhao Chuanxiong is dead."
Simu Bai pursed his lips, and the vivid tear marks seemed to overflow with increasingly intense sadness. He was about to cry, and there was sadness in his voice.
"What a pity... I will die if I die. I am so scared, so afraid that Zhao Xuanhai will come to trouble me..."
"Oh my God, you beat me to death. I'm so scared and so sad... wu wu wu..."
Simubai's whole body was shrouded in sadness. This was brewing divinity, the seven-emotion divinity... Only by relying on emotions can we activate divinity. Brewing and matching emotions before battle can make divinity more active, and the battle will be more active. The stronger the force.
The brewing of emotions is a compulsory course for every divine monk.
Under the overwhelming sadness, his eyes were clear and clear.
Si Mubai looked at Xu Ji's Woodcarving Shop on the snowy night, with sadness and gloominess. The bull demon... appeared.
During the day, Zhao Chuanxiong blatantly took away Chen Dabao and caused a stir outside Xu Ji's Woodcarving Shop. Sure enough, he was attacked and killed by the Bull Demon.
But even he, Si Mubai, underestimated the speed of Niu Mo's strength improvement.
The trace of [Crying to Suppress Ghosts] divinity he left on Zhao Chuanxiong, and the message he passed back told him that the Bull Demon had actually exchanged blood!
"It's so fast...Who is this bull demon...?"
Si Mubai was really curious.
But even though he was searching his mind, he couldn't find anyone in his mind who was compatible with the Bull Demon.
No matter whether it is a martial artist or a divine monk, there has never been anyone who is compatible.
"This city... doesn't need heroes."
"Tonight."
"Let me give this lonely hero a ride." Si Mubai held an oil-paper umbrella, and the raindrops falling from the eaves were like the tears he shed while crying sadly.
But at the thought of killing the Bull Demon Hero, Si Mubai couldn't help but feel a little excited. He couldn't control his sadness. He couldn't help but want to curl his lips and laugh.
Crying, laughing, whimpering like a ghost.
Suddenly.
Simu Bai's raised foot suddenly fell down.
There was a muffled sound!
The snow was like a quilt, rising up and falling into the distance.
The stiff neck was raised with difficulty, and the expression of sorrow on his face was like a wood carving, completely frozen.
The snow that turned into the tide and rushed forward melted during the impact and turned into the tide at the head of the river. It was like there was a blazing fire source in front of it, burning and melting the ice and snow on the entire long street!
But I saw that it was above the tide.
A child's eyes are burning, his face is blurred, his body is covered with red silk that looks like a dancing dragon, and his black hair is wildly curled and swaying like waterweed.
The fat man's fleshy fingers were clenched into fists because he was over-fed, and he was staring at him with an angry face.
The extremely intense divinity blossomed like a red lotus.
The sadness on Simubai's face, which was about to cry, was so intense that it could not be melted away. He stared at the child who looked like a red lotus, with the hairs on his hair standing on end.
"Such a divinity...the divinity of wrath, the fourth imperial level...[Wrathful Prince]?"
The whole long street...
Under the high temperature, the rain and snow melted, and the rain falling from the sky turned into a heavy rain. It slapped on the umbrella, drenching the originally elegant Si Mubai under the umbrella, and the rain fell from his forehead and hair. dripping down.
Simubai's complexion showed an abnormal flush.
He coughed violently, and the sadness in his eyes seemed to be dispersed, turning into a trace of fear.
"Fourth imperial level?"
"Impossible! How can there be a fourth-level divine base in Feilei City?!"
"how could it be possible?!"
"This bull demon...there's someone up there!"
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The energy and blood roared like an angry python, and the rain fell on the burly body and was instantly evaporated.
Li Che wore a cute cow mask and felt the rain hitting his bamboo hat. He was slightly confused, why did the snow... turn into rain?
However, he couldn't help but think about the changes in the celestial phenomena. The fire-like auras surrounding him kept approaching, forcing him into the circle.
The soles of his feet were stamped hard, and the green bricks on the ground cracked, and spider web-like cracks expanded.
Li Che paused, his tall and demonic figure, his eyes under the mask as indifferent as usual.
Here, it was already in a remote place of Xu Ji's wood carving shop, far away from the area of his own yard, which created the illusion for these four blood-changing warriors that they had no hope of escape and were forced to a dead end.
Li Che did not retreat.
Three blood-changing masters from Lingying Cult formed in front to block his three sides.
They wore children's masks, crying, laughing, angry...
And further away, standing like a sharp spear on the roof, Guo Zhan, under the command of Simu Bai, hung up his arrows and drew his bow, looking at him indifferently, the rainwater flowing down his chin, gathering into threads.
No matter how heavy the rain is, it can't make the arrow pointed at a distance waver in the slightest.
"Run away... Bull Demon, you run away again..."
"You've eaten fish bait, no, cow bait...and still want to escape? Where can anything be so cheap?"
The three blood transfusion masters from Lingying Cult stared at Li Che with their masked eyes.
"There is no way to escape, let's capture him without mercy... let's take a good look..."
"What kind of heroic face does that look like under your bull-demon mask?"
A blood-changing martial artist wearing a mask of a crying girl sneered.
Li Che was wearing a bamboo hat, and the elastic clothing on his body was completely soaked by the rain, but it perfectly outlined his tall, muscular body.
He lowered his head.
Desperate situation? No way out? !
Indeed, the situation at this moment... was indeed forced to a dead end.
[Tao Fruit: Dragon Elephant King Kong (lv1, 90%)]
In front of me, the Dao Fruit prompt appeared.
so close……
But soon.
Li Che raised his head suddenly, fighting spirit boiling in his eyes, and the extremely violent murderous intention could no longer be concealed!
This moment.
After traveling through this life, the hesitation and anxiety suppressed in my heart, and the rampant anger and murderous intent of the Lingying Cult, no longer need to be concealed!
It’s all in this battle...
Completely cathartic!
I want……
kill! Light! you! They!
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