Chapter 1646 Feng Yao 9 Days

In fact, Weston was not part of Li Zhenbang's plan. He knew that it would not be easy for the Blood Pool and his party. He guessed that the Blood Pool would be tightly defended and that there would also be some saint-level experts stationed there. However, with his status as the Holy Son, even if Even a saint-level powerhouse shouldn't dare to act rashly.

There was no problem with his plan. His identity and Gu Ci's domineering attitude did achieve the desired effect at the beginning and frightened everyone.

But God is not as good as man. No one expected that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway. They would encounter someone whose strength and authority may not be inferior to that of the High Priest of the Undead.

However, Li Zhenbang was not unprepared for this. Fusion with Haechi was one of his methods. He originally planned to use this move to intimidate the high priest, but now he had to use it in advance to deal with Weston. He didn't want to do it so early, but if he didn't, he might not be able to get out of this blood pool!

Li Zhenbang is not a person who procrastinates. Now that he has made a decision, he will no longer look forward and backward. What's more, after they have integrated, they can only run one way until there is no retreat.

Since it's inevitable, it's time to strike first. Li Zhenbang did not give Weston time to react. Taking advantage of Weston's daze, Li Zhenbang advanced instead of retreating and took the initiative to attack him.

Li Zhenbang, whose whole body was covered in purple flames, waved his fist and attacked Weston's chest.

Weston's eyes were temporarily disabled, but his mental strength and perception of danger were not affected in any way.

Feeling the attack of the Holy Son, Weston did not rush to meet it, but chose to retreat temporarily, and at the same time launched a grudge long-range attack on the Holy Son again. His purpose is very clear, that is, to test the true situation of the Holy Son first.

Li Zhenbang obviously didn't want to waste time with Weston, and he didn't want to drag him out with Weston, so he attacked with force. Facing Weston's tentative vindictive long-range attack, Li Zhenbang didn't even dodge and charged directly towards him.

Weston's fighting spirit made a tentative long-range attack, but before he could get close to Li Zhenbang, he was burned into nothingness by the flames outside Li Zhenbang's body.

Weston looked stunned. Although this was his tentative attack, it was not weaker than the golden warrior's full blow.

Although such an attack would not cause any harm to an ordinary saint-level powerhouse, or even have any impact, it would not be easily cracked. Is it possible that the Holy Son, who was weak in his eyes just now, is no longer weaker than him in the blink of an eye? This is a bit incredible!

Weston did not panic, but retreated while continuing to harass and attack the Son to test the Son's situation.

The more he was tempted, the more frightened and surprised Weston became. His tentative attacks had no effect in front of the flames covering the Holy Son, and they all collapsed at the first touch. It felt as if his skills were ignited by the flames of the Holy Son before they came into contact with him.

It has to be said that the flames on the Holy Son's body are indeed quite powerful, and Weston thinks that his body-protecting fighting spirit cannot achieve such an effect.

However, Weston did not gain nothing. He knew very well that the more powerful the skill was to improve one's own strength, the greater the consumption of one's own strength and the greater the side effects.

Although he didn't know what skills the Holy Son used to increase his strength, he firmly believed that this method of the Holy Son was extremely harmful to the body and would definitely not last long, and it would not be easy to use it again. things.

As far as he knew, after the Holy Son used this skill in the Temple of Death last time, he was silent for a long time before reappearing.

The Holy Son claimed to be practicing in seclusion, but anyone with any brain would know that the Holy Son was not practicing in seclusion at all. He was simply taking the opportunity to recover his damaged body.

After thinking about this, Weston stopped confronting the Son head-on. He made up his mind to have a protracted tug-of-war with the Son until the Son himself collapsed.

"Hey, kid, I've seen a lot of people like you. You've been deceiving others for too long. In the end, you were deceived by yourself and started to believe that you were real."

"How could it be so easy to impersonate the Holy Son of the Undead? The high priest didn't take action against you, not because he was afraid of your identity, but because the high priest loves talents. He just appreciates your strength and talent."

"Don't take the high priest's kindness to you as concession and fear, and don't think about making fun of the high priest. You are simply not qualified!" New

"Do you want to take a rest? You are jumping up and down. If you are not tired, I am tired just by looking at you!"

"Are you here to perform acrobatics or circus for everyone? From now on, you should stop pretending to be the Holy Son. Instead, pretend to be a circus person... Sorry, slip of the tongue. You should be pretending to be a circus animal. Maybe your income will be higher. Maybe He will also become a big star!"

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While Weston was dodging Li Zhenbang's attacks, he was scolding and taunting Li Zhenbang. His words became increasingly unpleasant, and occasionally caused bursts of ridicule from the people around him.

He did this not just for a quick moment of rhetoric, but also to attack Li Zhenbang and destroy his prestige and status in the hearts of everyone. Even if this young man really becomes the Holy Son in the future, he will not have any prestige in the undead tribe.

Li Zhenbang did not refute Weston's words, he just chased after Weston. However, he didn't always follow Weston behind him. Sometimes he would chase after him and suddenly change his route, and then attack the onlookers inexplicably.

After the onlookers were attacked several times by Li Zhenbang, they all learned the lesson and retreated away from the battlefield. No one wanted to be attacked by this crazy guy who claimed to be the Son of God. After all, his attacks were still very intimidating.

Weston seemed to be avoiding and running away, not confronting the Holy Son head-on, but his movements were very graceful. On the contrary, Li Zhenbang, whose whole body was covered in flames, was like a giant monkey on fire, being tempted by Weston to jump up and down.

Coupled with Weston's various taunts and the additional meanings to Li Zhenbang's actions, Li Zhenbang's actions became even more ridiculous in the eyes of others.

Gu Ci frowned. He always felt that the Holy Son today was a little strange. Logically speaking, the Holy Son should not fight like this.

He has personally experienced the speed of the Holy Son. It should be at least much faster than the speed shown by Weston now, but at this time, the speed of the Holy Son is only a little faster than him, the magician, and there is a limit.

Could it be that the state of the Holy Son would affect the performance of his speed? But when he thought of the scene when the Holy Son killed the Holy Magister of the Undead in front of the high priest, he rejected this idea.

At that time, the speed displayed by the Holy Son when he killed the Holy Magister of the Undead, even the high priest could not react to.

Of course, there was an element of carelessness on the part of the high priest, but if the speed of the Holy Son was not fast enough, no matter how careless the high priest was, he would not be able to react.

As the saying goes, there must be monsters when things go wrong. He knew that the Holy Son was not a master who would suffer losses. The Holy Son's current forbearance must be for a larger plan, but he didn't know it.

Although Gu Ci had made his own judgment in his mind, it was still difficult to remain optimistic when he saw the situation on the field. His brows were always furrowed into a "Chuan" character, and he was always worried about the situation of the Holy Son.

"Boy, it's almost done. It's been a long time. Let me ask you to drink some water and have a rest!" Weston waved his hand casually, and the scarlet blood in the blood pool at Li Zhenbang's feet rose into the air, like a wave, towards Li Zhenbang. The body was slapped hard.

Weston's blow was very sudden. He had always used his fighting spirit to harass Li Zhenbang before, and had never made any big moves. No one expected that he would make such a big move to Li Zhenbang out of the blue.

A cold light flashed in Li Zhenbang's eyes, and the flames on his body surged. He saw a big bird with purple flames all over his body suddenly peeling away from the flames, and then charged towards the huge waves of blood rising in the blood pool.

"Qiang!" A cry like the cry of a phoenix suddenly came from everyone's ears. The sound was obviously extremely ethereal, but it seemed to be ringing in their ears.

"Tsk..." As soon as the blood wave came into contact with the big bird, it turned into water mist all over the sky. Not only did the flames on the big bird's body not go out, but it became even more powerful.

It feels like pouring water into a red-hot stove. Instead of extinguishing the fire, it will actually burn even brighter.

After the collision with the big bird, the blood water in the blood pool was significantly reduced. The blood water in other blood pools began to converge towards this blood pool. As a result, the blood water in all blood pools was reduced by nearly half a meter. high.

Everyone looked at the changes in the blood pool with horrified faces. The blood water in the blood pool was not ordinary water. Legend has it that this water was connected to hell and contained energy leaked from hell.

There may be times when the energy in the blood pool is scarce, but the blood water in the blood pool has always been inexhaustible. But now the blood level in the blood pool has dropped by nearly half a meter, which makes it difficult for them for a while. accept.

Especially Weston. He originally wanted to mobilize the blood in the blood pool to consume Li Zhenbang, but he never thought that it was not Li Zhenbang who was consumed, but the blood in the blood pool that had not diminished for thousands of years. He had made a big move this time. Woe!

"I've drank the water, now it's time for me to treat you to the barbecue!" Li Zhenbang didn't leave Weston much time to blame himself. He only saw the corners of his mouth rising slightly, revealing a proud smile.

"Feng Yao Jiutian!" Li Zhenbang shouted loudly, and the ground suddenly lit up.

Looking carefully, the lit areas turned out to be the flames left on the ground when Li Zhenbang attacked or turned just now. These flames began to rhythm slowly, getting faster and faster, but the frequency was exactly the same.

Not only that, the frequency of the flames on the big burning bird in the sky is exactly the same as these flames... Remember the website address, WWW. Biquxu． Com for easy reading next time, or enter " " in Baidu to enter this site