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Chapter 88 Unlucky Hu Song

For Chen Feng, 8000 million martial arts value is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. [26nbsp;] In desperation, Chen Feng had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​forming alchemy in the near future, plant the Yun Lingcao with peace of mind, and start the development plan of Dragon City.

As time passed day by day, Chen Feng knew that he didn't have much time to stay in Dragon City, because the three-month period between himself and Huang Manman was slowly approaching.

For this reason, Chen Feng was very busy every day, but fortunately, Qiu Xuan was by his side to help, which saved a lot of time, and Bai Yu started the retreat on the day Chen Feng came back. What a difference he brings.

Letting go of Dragon City for now, the conversation turned back to the depressed Hu Song.

Since Shendangu and his party, Hu Song has suffered a crushing defeat. The Sun family took Bingjingwan, and he even lost the capital to compete with it.

All he can do now is to lead his clansmen to retreat, hoping to escape the catastrophe, but his family has been fighting with the Sun family for many years, even if he can persuade the elders of the clan, can he really escape safely?

On the huge wooden boat, Hu Song looked at his own monks who were not looking well around him, and let out a long sigh.

Unexpectedly, the dignified Hu family in the north would be defeated by him!

Thinking of this, Hu Song's heart flashed a bit of desolation, and at the same time, he hated the Sun family even more. Why, why did the Sun family fight with my Hu family for everything? Shameful means, maybe the two families may cease fighting, and the Hu family will not end up in this situation today, hateful Sun Hao!

Hu Song cursed fiercely in his heart, but he had no choice but to face the ruthless reality.

"Patriarch, there seems to be someone in front!"

When Hu Song was annoyed, a monk sitting at the bow suddenly shouted.

"Huh? Could it be that Sun Hao is here?" Hu Song's whole body was shaken, and he immediately thought of his old enemy Sun Hao, because he was able to intercept him halfway, but he really couldn't think of anyone else except Sun Hao .

Hu Song got up suddenly, raised his eyes and looked in the direction the monk pointed, but after a look, he frowned tightly.

Because he found that the person in front must not be Sun Hao, Sun Hao's cultivation level is clear to him, and Sun Hao is better at water-type fairy arts, and his aura is also light blue, but in front of him is a thick, blood-like red big fog.

Seeing the thick fog in the distance, Hu Song didn't come and felt a little palpitation, as if a pair of invisible big hands were grabbing towards him bit by bit, but he had no ability to resist.

This feeling of powerlessness almost made him suffocate, but after all, Hu Song was a long-established figure in the Western Regions. He just shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his heart, and replaced them with a serious face.

"Who is the fellow Taoist in front of you? Hu Song!" As soon as Hu Song raised his hand, a monk beside him immediately understood, and activated his spiritual sense to stop the giant ship in the air, facing the red mist and void in the distance.

"Quack, you don't deserve to know the name of this deity!"

A hoarse and dull voice came from the red mist, and everyone's expression changed slightly, as if a giant hammer had hit their chest, extremely uncomfortable.

"My deity?" Hu Song was obviously disdainful of the tone of the visitor, but at this moment he just wanted to return to the family quickly, so he cupped his hands at the red mist and said loudly.

"This fellow Taoist, why are you blocking Hu's way here?"

"Have you gone to the Valley of the Divine Pill?" The voice was still hoarse, and the tone was still rampant. Hu Song's words seemed to be looking down on ants, completely contemptuous.

"Humph! I don't think there is any need to tell you where Hu is going!" Hu Song's face darkened. Although he didn't want to waste time, it didn't mean he could tolerate others' contempt for him.

"Don't explain?" A loud laugh suddenly came from the red mist, and then the hoarse voice became cold: "It doesn't matter if you don't explain, after the deity pumps out your souls and refines your souls, it will naturally come to a conclusion!"

"Ignorant child!" Hearing this, Hu Song was furious. He tapped his foot lightly on the boat, and the person had already flown into the void. Zhou, the momentum is terrifying.

"Quack..." The red mist rolled violently and slowly dispersed like boiling water.A man wearing a black robe whose face cannot be seen clearly walked out of the red mist slowly, as if strolling in a garden, leisurely and contented.

"It's him?" Just as the man appeared, a female cultivator of the Hu family suddenly screamed, and then looked anxiously at Hu Song and shouted.

"Patriarch, he is the only other cultivator who escaped from the Heavenly Buddha Hall!" The nun's face was pale and her breathing was rapid. The moment the man just appeared, she remembered that in the Heavenly Buddha Hall, Yuan Fei was sucked ### dry scenario.

"It's him?" Hu Song's body shook suddenly. According to rumors, this mysterious black-robed man not only killed all directions in the treasure hall, but also broke Chen Mu and Song Ge's "Heaven-Buddha-Destroyed-Earth Formation" by himself. 'If you fight with this son, let alone the outcome, even if you win, I'm afraid I won't be able to retreat completely.

Thinking of this, Hu Song's complexion changed suddenly, and he put on a smile. He lost his spiritual energy and said, "Oh? I didn't expect it to be you, fellow Taoist. Hehe, I have indeed been to the Valley of Gods. I don't know what advice you have? "

The black-robed man didn't seem to care about Hu Song's transformation, and said coldly.

"Tell me the situation of this auction in the Valley of the Gods, and what forces are participating!"

After listening to the man in black robe, Hu Song lowered his head and pondered, feeling that what the other party asked was not a secret, although he spoke very bluntly, but compared to ### returning to the family, these are not important.

With this thought in mind, Hu Song did not delay, and told the general situation of the Shendan Valley auction one by one. Although Hu Song was in a hurry to leave, he still tried his best to explain in detail so as not to waste words.

The black-robed man listened carefully, groaning for a while, Hu Song stared at him for a while, then said with his hands clasped together.

"Fellow Daoist, I've already said everything I need to say. If there's nothing else to do, I'll forgive Hu to leave!" After finishing speaking, Hu Song ignored the man in black, turned around and went back to the wooden boat. In his opinion, I have already given enough face, if the black-robed man is no longer sensible, he will be a bit ignorant of flattery.

"Slow down!" The black-robed man obviously regarded Hu Song's face as an insole, still maintaining a condescending attitude.

"Friend Daoist, do you think Hu is really afraid of you?" Hu Song turned his head suddenly, his expression became more gloomy, and his voice became stiff.

"What elixir did Chen Feng get?" The black-robed man didn't seem to care about Hu Song's actions at all, but continued to ask.

Hu Song gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with difficulty: "Swallowing the spirit pill, Hu never remembers the rest of the golden body pill!"

"Oh!" The black-robed man nodded and fell into deep thought again. After a while, the man suddenly smiled and said to himself, "Are you about to form a pill? You're making great progress!"

The black-robed man talked to himself, ignoring Hu Song and the others, as if Hu Song and the others had turned into air and were completely ignored.

"Huh!" Hu Song shook his sleeves, and returned to the wooden boat, then nodded to the monk beside him. The huge boat was full of aura, ready to set sail again.

"Presumptuous! Has the deity allowed you to leave?"

Sensing Hu Song's actions, the man in black suddenly opened his mouth, and at the same time, a vast spiritual pressure burst out, and the blood mist behind him also squirmed wildly, as if the blood covering the sky was spreading in the air, strange and inexplicable.

"How are you doing?"

Hu Song was blown out of anger at this moment, he didn't want to entangle him more and endured again and again, but the other party was aggressive like an idiot, did he really think that he had practiced hard for many years but he was no match for a young man like him?

"It's not good, now the deity gives you two choices, one is to submit to the deity, and the deity will help you eradicate the Sun family, and the other is to be killed by the deity, imprisoning your souls, and you will never be reborn forever!"

The black-robed man seemed to speak casually, very leisurely, but the murderous intent and coldness in his voice seemed like sharp swords lingering in the hearts of everyone, and a chill was born spontaneously.

"Boy, do you really want to die?"

Hu Song flew into the air again, with flames flowing around his body, nine fire dragons roared out, and the air around him began to distort and deform under the scorching heat of the fire dragons, making creaking sounds.

"Tell this deity, you choose to surrender, or choose to die!"

"I'll kill your mother!" Hu Song was finally furious, with one hand empty, a golden long sword suddenly appeared, and immediately the nine fire dragons around him instantly rose several meters, bursting out dragon chants, and a scorching air suddenly swept out , The monks in the wooden boat exclaimed, they all circulated spiritual energy, surrounded the wooden boat, and resisted the scorching breath.

"It seems that you want to die?" The man in black looked at Hu Song quietly, and the disdain and contempt in his words were clearly evident.

"Nine Dragons Fire Rain, rise up!"

Hu Song was furious, completely ignoring the words of the black-robed man, his body erupted suddenly, and the nine fire dragons neighed and rushed straight into the sky. When the nine fire dragons flew into the sky, they collided fiercely.

"Boom!" There was a loud explosion, and the sky and the earth shook. Nine fire dragons entangled with each other, turned into a rain of fire and roared towards the man in black.

The fire rain seemed to be boundless, and the vast spiritual energy actually dyed the sky red, and the tyrannical power shocked everyone.

The black-robed man looked at the pouring fire and rain, and remained motionless, but the blood mist around him turned wildly, forming a huge barrier in an instant, horizontally above the man's head.

Explosions kept coming, and crazy flames kept hitting the barrier like raindrops. The blood mist rolled violently, making the slightest sound, and bursts of black smoke, but there was no sign of rupture.

Hu Song's gown swayed with the wind, while controlling the fire and rain in the sky, while making a seal with one hand, he pointed at the man in black in the distance.

Following Hu Song's movements, a golden glow shot out of his body, striking the man in black like lightning, and as the golden light became faster and faster, it turned into a huge golden ancient clock in no time and shot at the man in black.

The whole body of the ancient clock is yellow, and the aura is compelling, and the Zen sound blows over the body from time to time, obviously it is a treasure of Buddhism.

The man in black robe still didn't move, when the little clock had already grown to tens of meters in size, the man in black robe finally moved, and he shouted loudly, the blood mist around his body suddenly changed shape, at the same time a firstborn twin A huge fantasy with horns and fangs appeared behind the man in black robe.

Fantasia had just appeared, and there was a supreme pressure in the air in an instant, as if the whole world was trembling under Fantasia's ferocious face. At the same time, the ancient clock shattered, and the rain of fire suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Hu Song was startled, and he was about to start his spiritual energy again with a slight movement of his divine sense, but before he could react, he felt his eyes go dark, and a powerful big hand tightly grabbed Hu Song's body. On his neck, a pair of non-human eyes stared at him quietly, and a cold voice sounded next to his ear: "Is it surrender, is it death?"

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