Chapter 353: Son of Heaven

Just as Jiang Wenming was entangled by Fan Yan, Zhong Wudao and Xu Maile looked at each other and ran towards Mengzhen.

"Little brother, we want to help Mengsheng solve the Soul Emperor, and I will leave that guy to you!"

Hearing Xu Mile's light words, Jiang Wenming frowned.

His avatars and cards are all undead, and when they come out of bones, they will be turned into sprites, and his talents can only work when they cooperate with undead.

In other words, if these two guys run away, he will definitely die!

As for the remaining ten Jin Lingwei?

That thing can't deal with Fan Yan at all!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted:

"Don't worry! In the worst case, Jin Lingwei and I will die with him!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Zhen, who was running, turned his head and turned to Xu Maile and the others. Although he didn't open his eyes, cold sweat broke out on the back of the two of them on the spot.

If Jin Lingwei dies, then everyone will not be able to be resurrected, no wonder Mengzhen will be angry.

Seeing this, it was really unreasonable for the two of them to abandon Jiang Wenming. Xu Mile shouted loudly on the spot:

"No way, you go and help that kid, that guy Fan Yan can't kill him, just hold him back, it's useless if there are too many people! And..."

Xu Mile suddenly narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice:

"That kid probably has Dao fruit on him, if you have a chance, you can quietly take him down..."

"Hmph! Even if there is, can it be compared with Wang Dao? How about I change it with you?" Zhong Wudao seemed unwilling.

But Xu Mile smiled slightly and said: "Then you are wrong! Think about him, a mere rookie who has just recovered, and has assets of over 100 million and almost inexhaustible broken crystals in a short period of time. Every time the kid is in trouble, he can turn bad luck into good luck, there will always be accidents to help him out of trouble, do you think this kind of luck is something normal people can have?"

"you mean?"

Xu Mile snorted and said, "Beyond the kingly way, there is still the way of heaven. If you don't take it, then we can change it. If you have the confidence to face that guy..."

"Heaven..."

Zhong Wudao's breath suddenly became short of breath, and his eyes turned to look at Jiang Wenming with fire.

No wonder he always felt that something was wrong with this kid. He was optimistic that Bai Xiang would kill him several times, but he was accidentally spoiled. Either a thousand-year-old tortoise appeared or a strong breeding beast in the soul cave. In the end, he was even killed by this guy !

Even when I wanted to make a secret move once, the kid actually stepped on a piece of banana peel and was hit by a wild boar that escaped out of control. He was carried to the infirmary on the spot, and a lot of people came every day visit him...

Forget it, but every time this kid goes out, he can get back a lot of broken crystals, plus that mysterious card that has auctioned hundreds of millions of soul coins, the characteristics of a person with this kind of luck are really like the way of heaven!

The so-called way of heaven is the way of luck that even the heavens will bless, commonly known as the protagonist's halo.

It's just a basic operation for such a person to turn danger into good luck, and the most important thing is that such a person basically can't die!

If he can snatch this thing...

Thinking of this, Zhong Wudao suddenly remembered the black ring on Jiang Wenming's left hand.

Now only the ring and the equipment on Meng Sheng's body have not been demonized, it must be good, maybe it is the incarnation of the Dao fruit, so to speak...

The possibility that that kid has the Dao of Heaven is very high!

Just at this moment, Jiang Wenming staggered and fell, but just avoided Fan Yan's salt cone thrust. Seeing this, Zhong Wudao stopped hesitating and ran back with a sudden brake.

luck?

snort! It will be his from now on!

"let me help you!"

Zhong Wudao, who was as fast as a ghost, exploded the salt cone shot by Fan Yan with two cards, and smiled stiffly at Jiang Wenming who was lying on the ground.

Jiang Wenming shivered on the spot, and immediately turned over and covered his front and back.

This guy has a problem!

"Fan Yan's whole body is made of salt grains. He has been fused with a substitute all year round and he is already in perfect condition. Ordinary methods can't kill him at all. You stand aside and I will help you hold him back!"

With a wave of Zhong Wudao's hand, two cards appeared in his hand, confronting Fan Yan who was out of control.

"Discord shines!"

Buzzing, a black light shot out suddenly, piercing Fan Yan's chest directly. The other party was stunned, and a big hole was pierced directly.

But in an instant, his whole body disintegrated into salt, turned into a huge white sword, and slashed across!

"Chaos tear!"

Zhong Wudao took his time and threw out the second card, and the big knife suddenly collapsed when it passed in front of him, and scattered into salt grains all over the ground.

As soon as the salt grains were scattered, they gathered together again and wanted to stitch together a human shape, but every time when it was formed to the head, it would immediately be covered with hundreds of black lightning bolts, rubbing it, as if being pushed down by a brat The sandcastle generally collapses again.

Seeing those grains of salt condense back and forth and collapse, Zhong Wudao sneered:

"My Chaos Tear and Disorderly Brilliance are designed to counter nature, even that guy Shahao can't recover!"

However, he was not happy for a second, when the salt grain suddenly condensed into an arm, and shot eight salt cones towards him again.

Even though each of these salt cones is only the size of a palm, once the skin is scratched by it, the high concentration of salt can draw all the water out of the human body. Naturally, Zhong Wudao did not dare to take it hard. dodged.

"Hmph! You actually only condense the part to avoid the overall collapse. As expected of the Douzong, the fighting instinct is so strong under control!"

Zhong Wudao sighed, if the rose flower on his chest had not turned into a monster and ran away, he would have dealt with Fan Yan long ago.

But that's fine too...

Squinting his eyes, Zhong Wudao intentionally or unintentionally wanted to lean towards Jiang Wenming. As long as a salt cone "accidentally leaked" and rubbed against him, he could justifiably snatch it from him when he was about to die. His Dao has come to fruition.

However, when he turned his head and wanted to take a look at Jiang Wenming's body, he only saw a white figure running a hundred meters away with his butt pouted, and he was taken aback on the spot.

But just for a moment, the grains of salt that he scattered on the ground suddenly turned into a spear, and suddenly stabbed it from behind.

"Damn it!"

Zhong Wudao's complexion changed, and he rolled twice in a row to open the distance again, and then he looked down at his left arm.

There was a fingernail wound there, but it had begun to shrink, and yellow blood was constantly oozing out. An indescribable burning pain rushed straight to the brain, and he almost fainted from the pain.

If it wasn't for his quick reaction, what was hit just now wasn't the hand, but the heart!

With a puff, Zhong Wudao's right hand suddenly turned white, and then he slashed at his left arm, cutting off the salt crystalized arm at the root, and the gushing blood was just about to come out, but it immediately condensed into ice.

And Zhong Wudao himself was covered in white mist, with a gloomy face:

"Bai Xiang, now I understand how you felt back then..."

"This guy must be killed!"