Chapter 839: Wasted Ink Dragon Girl!

It was faster than lightning, and it was still in the distance one moment ago, but in the next moment it was in front of the head of the Black Crack Army, and the sound of roaring broke out in all directions. Strong, comparable to the middle stage of Lingxian without the magic ship!

Although the leader of the Black Crack Army has a magic ship, due to his own skill level, his combat power is only close to the middle stage of the spirit fairy without a magic ship, especially at the beginning when he underestimated the enemy, resulting in some injuries. At such a level, whether there is an injury or not, and whether it takes the upper hand is particularly important.

Therefore, under the fighting method with Wang Baole, the head of the Black Cracked Army appeared invincible from the very beginning!

Under the roar at this moment, blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth of the leader of the Black Crack Army, and his body fell back again. His expression and heart were filled with shock and disbelief. He knew that while the battle was caught off guard, he had lost both victory and Reasoning, if it's another person, it doesn't matter whether it's reasonable or not, but for the same spirit fairy, this reason becomes more important.

In addition, he felt that in his current state, if he continued to fight, it would be very detrimental to himself, and he already had regrets in his heart, but the face problem prevented him from apologizing, so he could only growl in his mouth.

"Long Nanzi, this is the area of ​​Zijin Xindaomen. Do you really want to be here and fight to the death with this seat!!"

"Interesting, didn't you just say that I stole the secrets of your legion? Come, come, tell your father, what did your father steal from you?" Wang Baole naturally understood the threat in the dialogue, and also saw the black cracked army. Chang's momentum has weakened, but he is not the kind of soft-hearted person. You should not provoke me. Since you have provoked me, the decision whether to fight or not is not your choice.

Even if he didn't fight, he didn't want to stop after the battle, so Wang Baole sneered and swayed again, approaching the leader of the Black Crack Army again, and the roar came out again, and the two people's fighting skills in the starry sky became more and more volatile. more and more intense.

The leader of the Black Crack Army was extremely aggrieved and wanted to resist, but he couldn't do it. Wang Baole's combat strength was obviously higher than his. In this battle, he retreated steadily, his face lost, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes at this moment.

"Long Nanzi, do you really think that I'm afraid you won't succeed!!" The leader of the Black Crack Legion roared, and when he raised his right hand, a round of black moon shadow appeared above his head. A large amount of black mist dispersed inside, forming a cloud. Zhang made another grimace, and let out a stern roar at Wang Baole.

Obviously this method is the trump card of the leader of the Black Crack Army. At this moment, his whole body's cultivation has exploded to the extreme, shaking the starry sky in all directions, distorting the nothingness around him, and more and more highlighting the eerie and terrifying moon shadow above his head!

Faintly, it seems that in the shadow of the moon, there is a certain existence who is waking up from a deep sleep, and wants to open his eyes, so that everyone who sees it can reverse yin and yang, from life to death!

"Ghost?" Wang Baole blinked, and then smiled. He really couldn't do anything about it before. Although the leader of the Black Crack Army can press down and hit him, after all, the opponent is also a spirit fairy. If he wants to kill him, it is still difficult. , but now... it seems that the opportunity has come.

However, Wang Baole also has some hesitation in his heart about whether to seize this opportunity. In order to kill a leader of the Black Crack Army and expose his own dark skills, it is not advisable in itself, let alone...killing a person at the gate of his house Lingxian, I am afraid that Patriarch Zhangtian will find it difficult to protect him...

After all, spirit immortals are very important, and at the same time, the face of a sect is even more important!

"I don't believe it, until now, the planetary ancestors of Zijin Xindao don't know about it?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and there was a sharp light in them for an instant.

"If you know, it's a bit dangerous to wait and see..." Wang Baole suddenly laughed when he thought of this.

"You have the trump card?" During the words, Wang Baole raised his hands and shook them outwards. Immediately, the power of his cultivation base and the emperor's armor exploded, forming a storm outside his body. With the momentum of a long decisive battle, with a loud roar, his body suddenly moved.

But instead of rushing towards the head of the Black Crack Army, he backed up in an instant, and went straight to Mo Longnv who was watching the battle in awe from a distance. As he approached in an instant, he raised his right hand between the eyebrows of Mo Longnv who hadn't reacted, and flicked his fingers!

But at the moment when Wang Baole's finger was about to fall, a sudden cold snort came directly from the direction of Zijin Xindaomen, forming a monstrous wave, which erupted in an instant and came crashing down towards Wang Baole.

This is not the first time Wang Baole has felt this way. When the Weiyang Clan Legion was in the starry sky, the Weiyang Clan planetary realm had also been like this, so in an instant, Wang Baole's body shook violently, as if the starry sky was tilted and squeezed towards him. The feeling that came made Wang Baole's heart tremble.

But... the reason why Wang Baole dared to fish within the scope of this Zijin New Daoist Gate was not his own Emperor Armor, but the stellar fire in his body and the contained planetary palm.

So at the moment when the power of consciousness descended, Wang Baole let out a low growl, and the stellar fire in his body swayed violently. Although it was weak, the difference in levels allowed Wang Baole to barely have a little activity under the consciousness of the planet. After a pause, his fingers broke off directly, causing half of his fingers to shoot out and land directly on the center of Mo Longnu's eyebrows!

To that Mo Longnu, she didn't react to all this at all. She only felt a powerful force coming from the sky and erupting in front of her, followed by severe pain in the body and tearing of the soul. When the scream came out of her mouth uncontrollably, her body was like a kite with a broken string, and it was rolled upside down by the powerful bombardment. Half of her head, one arm, and one leg collapsed into nothing in an instant!

And her cultivation, also under the impact of this brutal force, with the rupture of the meridians, the damage of the dantian, and the dissipation of the part of the soul, she fell from the false fairy as if she had been crippled by life and death. , no longer a psychic, but was beaten to the Nascent Soul!

This kind of fall is due to the collapse of the foundation, so unless there are rare treasures of heaven and earth, there is no way to recover!

After doing all this, Wang Baole endured the squeeze from the planetary consciousness in his body, and his body suddenly backed up. With a wave of his right hand, all the self-destructing battleships returned instantly, then turned around and turned into a rainbow, and went away. There was a sound that spread everywhere.

"Senior Zijin, this junior came back from carrying out the secret affairs of the ancestor who held the sky, and encountered the Black Crack Army. There was a woman in this army who framed this junior for stealing secrets. One person, but this girl will be punished slightly, and at the same time, this matter will be reported to Patriarch Zhangtian, and Patriarch will be invited to decide right from wrong!"

These words were neither arrogant nor humble, soft and hard, and they made up all the truth, and Wang Baole did not kill a single person from the beginning to the end, and he did avoid it several times. It can be said that no matter how you look at it, he will correct!

In particular, he avoided the serious and neglected the trivial, and removed the matter of framing from the head of the Black Crack Army, and put it on Mo Longnv. This statement shows the strength of his handling of things, so after the word spread at this moment, it shrouded Wang Baole's body His planetary consciousness paused for a moment, and then there was another faint cold snort, but the consciousness finally dissipated and did not continue to lock on.

The turning point, the confrontation, and the escape with words all happened in an instant. The head of the Black Cracked Army saw his subordinates being deposed, and then sensed the arrival of his ancestor. The cold voice of the family ancestor.

"Isn't shame enough? Come back!"

Hearing the words of his ancestor, the head of the Black Crack Army remained silent, and took a deep look at the direction Wang Baole was leaving. The vigilance towards Wang Baole in his heart deepened with his words just now.

At the same time, where the mountain gate of Zijin Xindaomen is located, it is a world that exists in another space. The place is filled with mountains, and on one of the purple mountain peaks, there is a hut.

Inside the hut, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged, with purple hair, wearing a purple robe, and even purple pupils, like a god, guarding the world. At this moment, his eyes opened and closed as if looking into the distance, and he slowly retracted them after a long while. look.

"A trace of star power... This Long Nanzi is interesting!"