socalfunplaces Chapter 611
Chapter 611
In the Black Swamp Secret Realm, where blood was flooding everywhere,
The atmosphere of despair was dispelled by the colorful divine light that surged from the young man's body.
He stood in the void, guarding in front of Yang Jinghong and the girls, with a pair of cold eyes staring coldly at the eight-armed evil god.
The evil god's huge palm that covered the sky was pierced, black blood flowed, blood spilled in the sky, and the sound of angry roars rang out.
"Damn it!"
"Who is it!!"
The eight-armed evil god didn't expect that the damn guys below were obviously lingering on, just waiting for him to go down and devour them, how could they suddenly come up and hurt him.
And Yang Jinghong and the others looked up at the figure guarding in front of them in the sky, their expressions became extremely wonderful, their mouths opened, staring blankly, as if they couldn't believe it! !
"Brother-in-law!"
"No,"
"Big Brother Luo!!"
"You're not dead!!!!"
Yang Jinghong's eyes burst into ecstasy, happier than when his own father called him "Big Daddy". He even forgot that he was saved, and forgot to question Luo Fanchen's skyrocketing combat power. He only knew that Big Brother was still alive.
Huang Ning'er's absent-minded eyes quickly regained their spirits, and her sexy lips trembled:
"This..."
"Too..."
"Unbelievable... Incredible!"
Bai Yingyue's slender nails tightly clasped her palms, half biting her red lips, and murmured in her mouth: "Little Senior Brother is fine!"
"He's fine!"
"Great!"
But soon her delicate body trembled violently, and she exclaimed:
"Oh my God."
"What did Little Senior Brother do? How could he repel the attack of the evil god!"
Lin Shengyi's warm eyes burst into spirit, and the despair in her heart was swept away.
"Too..."
"Too strong."
"How did he... do it!!!"
Xiao Fengxian's delicate face showed an extremely exaggerated expression, her lips opened wide, looking at the domineering figure of the exiled immortal, she felt her whole body numb.
"There is still a trump card!"
"He still has a trump card????"
"Unbelievable, is this guy still human!!!"
Mang Shang was dumbfounded, including the traitor Shi Potian and others, who were silent and autistic. Huang Yan, who was ruthlessly slapped and fell to the ground like mud, didn't have time to wipe the black water off his face. He stared at the sky, his eyes were blank, and his teeth were almost broken.
Meimei still wore the reincarnation mask that didn't show joy, and looked at the sky quietly. Her fingertips seemed to tremble slightly when she saw Luo Fanchen reappear.
"You guy..."
"Really different from normal people."
At the same time, the outside world seemed to have been silenced, and they were all stunned.
The desperate and angry expressions of the King of Tianwu, Lin Dingtian, and Yang Tingjun, who were frantically chiseling the formation, stopped abruptly, and looked at the blurred picture in the blood light of the Qintian Mirror in astonishment.
"This..."
"What's going on!"
"The attack of the evil god was blocked???"
"How is it possible!"
"Why does that voice sound so familiar..."
"Luo Fanchen???"
Yang Tingjun and others were extremely surprised to see their children saved, but they were also shocked to the extreme because of the blurred colorful shadow that suddenly appeared.
They had fought against the evil god twice.
The opponent used the formation and his own status to show how terrifying the combat power was. Not to mention one Luo Fanchen, even a thousand Luo Fanchen would be killed instantly.
How could they stop it!
They had wonderful expressions and tried desperately to see the scene in the secret realm clearly, but the blood mirror was connected to the formation with all its strength at this moment, so the projection was relatively blurred.
The Blood Demon Cult members, who were so arrogant just a moment ago, were completely confused.
In a trance,
Leader Li, Mingjia, Guan Canghai and others looked at each other, wondering if they had seen a ghost.
"Who blocked the Holy Spirit!"
"You are all bleeding?"
"It seems to be Luo Fanchen's movement?"
"Nimma!"
The White Tiger Emperor scolded angrily, his expression changed: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that kid can be crushed to death with just one finger of this emperor."
"Master, what's going on!!"
"Do you have any other tricks!"
The three Blood Demon elders looked at the paper man at the same time, their hearts trembling.
The paper figure was stunned for a second before speaking,
"You ask me, who should I ask? How can this leader know what's going on!!"
"Zhao!"
"Where did this guy come from!"
"Just now, it was a sure kill. How could there be any other tricks?"
"Don't worry, pretending to be cool is only temporary. We must have faith in the Holy Spirit!"
The Blood Demon Leader quickly showed his fanatical side: "The great Holy Spirit will not be defeated!"
Hundreds of thousands of crying and desperate spectators, they have no way out, thisSeeing the sudden change in the situation, they immediately calmed down and regarded it as the last straw.
And the sisters Ye Xi'an, as well as Ye Xiying and Lin Keke, who were familiar with Luo Fanchen, had red eyes just now, but they were excited at this moment.
But he held his palm tightly to his chest, and he dared not be sure before he saw the real face clearly.
I am afraid it is just a false joy.
"Who!!"
"Who!!"
The tattooed young man was shocked, "Fuck, this movement... My brother Luo is not dead?"
The murderous intent of the cold phoenix eyes of the female pope, which were surrounded by golden flames, decreased sharply.
Staring at the blood mirror,
her stunning face showed a rare look of surprise.
"Hua La La——"
The black eyes of the countless pupils of the eight-armed evil god shone with black light, and the nine blood-colored light pillars in the inner and outer worlds vibrated. The blood formation of all spirits turned into countless fine blood threads, which were connected to the damaged part of his palm and quickly repaired.
His eyes stared at Luo Fanchen angrily.
Being injured by a small bug from a lower plane, even if it was an incomplete holy body, was unacceptable to a proud saint like him.
"Heh."
"I thought there was something special in this lower plane."
"It turned out to be you damned beasts."
The eight-armed evil god sensed the familiar breath lingering on Luo Fanchen's body, shook his head and said with disdain: "Don't I know the details of you guys?"
"Just a bunch of dead things, what kind of waves do you want to stir up by resurrecting."
"Well, just treat it as a small warm-up."
Hearing the words of the evil god, the people who were just happy for Luo Fanchen's comeback felt a little nervous.
Especially the women who were close to him, their beautiful eyes trembled.
Has Luo Fanchen been parasitized by an unknown existence now?
Is that still him!
The Blood Demon Cult members were relieved.
The Blood Demon Cult leader said with a smile: "See, Lord Evil God said it's okay, then it's okay!"
"Lord Evil God has the advantage in his own strength, and now he has the blessing of the formation, and there are countless blood and flesh sacrifices, while those unknown residual souls only occupy the body of a junior. It's obvious who is better!"
"Hahaha."
"My Blood Demon Cult is invincible, they can do whatever they want!"
As soon as the Blood Demon Cult leader finished speaking, before everyone could despair,
then they saw the figure surrounded by colorful light sneer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, dragging magnificent colorful light in the air, like a gorgeous rainbow.
"Pop!"
Even though the blood mirror was blurred,
everyone couldn't see the action clearly, but they heard the crisp and loud sound.
The evil god's head was directly knocked crooked, half of his head was broken, and strange blood flowed.
When the evil god waved his eight arms to fight back and shattered the void,
the colorful figure had already flashed back to the sky above Yang Jinghong and the others.
He showed a handsome and transcendent face like a banished immortal.
"Today--"
"I want to see how you can stir up a storm."
Before the Blood Demon Cult leader's flattering words fell, the four paper figures opened their mouths and choked there, and the Blood Demon Cult members couldn't laugh.
The others were overjoyed and listened to the familiar voice again, and the words.
"It's him!!"
"Isn't he possessed by an unknown existence!"
"How can he still be conscious?"
"Unbelievable!"
"What the hell is going on!!"