The mysterious shell poured a basin of cold water on it - it would be very difficult for you to escape. You still want to save people, what are you thinking about? You are arrogant or naive?
Yin Dong said scoundrelly: "I can't do anything. You are a great god. You must have a way, right? If you can save them... and return to the Demon Realm, I will get you more demonic spirit energy, right?"
The mysterious shell gave a very disgusting answer - this great god only needs the source quality, who wants the devil's energy like this?
"You don't want to be too greedy. You're not sorry for saying that the magic spirit energy is a scum, why don't you lose your heart?" Yin Dong was not so easy to be fooled, and he refused to use source iron ore as a condition for exchange.
Anyway, he doesn't believe it, the mysterious shell can watch a high-quality host like him die.
His thoughts were so depressed that he could be sensed by the mysterious shell - you are a master of Dingben, right?
Yin Dong said shamelessly: "Of course! The host as lucky as brother is unprecedented and has no future. Are you willing to give up?"
The mysterious shell was choked and speechless.
After a while, it replied - People are shameless and invincible in the world!
"It doesn't matter whether you can be shameless or not."
Yin Dong retorted, and then said, "I'm not talking about it. Master, whether you can turn the tables in desperate situations depends on you. I believe you are not willing to let this old man take away the source iron ore that I saved from my teeth."
The mysterious shell only feels heartbroken...if it has a heart.
However, Yin Dong was right. Even if it could allow Yin Dong to slip away quietly, he would be unwilling to accept it.
Well, at most, it killed the old man, guarded the source iron ore veins, and then bargained with the foolish host Yin Dong, and then picked out a little source iron ore veins.
The mysterious shell controlled Yin Dong's body and approached the helicopter from underground along the crack.
With the control of the great master of Shell, Yin Dong's aura was converged so that there was almost no fluctuation.
Even though the old man was the top saint realm powerhouse in Longge, he couldn't notice it. He was just a little uneasy, as if his mind was covered with haze. He wanted to sense it, but he had no way to sense it. He didn't know where that feeling of uneasiness came from.
When Yin Dong came directly below the helicopter, the mysterious shell directly controlled his body and blasted out a blood dragon claw, accompanied by three dragon soul stings.
Even Yin Dong's body, under the control of the mysterious shell, whether it is the blood dragon claw or the dragon soul sting, the power doubled, and the old man's mind was slit like a crack, roaring in pain, and his facial features were distorted and deformed.
"You little thief dare!"
The old man is also strong. He is a sword cultivator, and his mental defense is already strong. He also has a magic weapon for mental defense. He was attacked by the Dragon Soul Sword and could still attack.
A powerful aura burst out on his body, knocking the people around him away. The helicopter exploded like paper and scattered with debris.
At the same time, the old man raised his hand and a broad sword appeared in his hand. The sword light burst out and slashed down hard with a huge energy fluctuation.
boom--
With a loud noise, a huge crack was split into the ground, crossing the entire black soil that seemed to have been plowed, extending towards the farther rage.
Looking down from the sky, it's like
A black dragon floated out of the ground, with a terrifying momentum.
This series of accidents, in fact, happened between lightning and fire. Whether it was the people who were washed away with helicopter debris, or the soldiers who sprayed colorless gas with sprayers, they were all shocked to coma.
Underground, Yin Dong's body was controlled by the mysterious shell to teleport out after one strike, and was not within the old man's attack range and was unscathed.
Thanks to the rapid reaction of the Shell God, he was able to avoid this fatal blow... The old man is really strong, Yin Dong's consciousness can clearly sense it. If he had to rely on his own ability, he would definitely not be able to withstand the old man's attack.
Fortunately, he was timid!
At the critical moment, it’s not embarrassing to be timid... Only the great master of Shell knows!
Yin Dong looked at the old man from afar, without any fluctuations in his eyes, like a god of death looking down at an ant struggling to survive.
Even Yin Dong is unfamiliar with him.
At this moment, Yin Dong's consciousness was a little scared when he watched from the perspective of God... The momentum of the great Shell God is so strong!
Even Yin Dong felt this way himself, and the old man felt even more palpitations. He looked around in horror and asked in surprise: "Which senior is here?"
boom--
Blood dragon claws shot up suddenly, turning into a blood-colored dragon shadow and flashing, blocking the space where the old man was.
At the same time, Yin Dong's Fire Dragon Totem Mark was also excited. A fire dragon phantom jumped into the air, bringing up a terrifying high temperature, hovering and flying against the black soil below, burning the invisible gas that filled the air.
The protective clothing worn by the soldiers has the function of resisting high temperatures, and the clothes begin to wrinkle and change color in the high temperature emitted by the phantom of the fire dragon.
As for Yu Wenqing, the only one who was not wearing protective clothing, I don’t know where he was washed to just now, so Yin Dong had no time to care about him. He could only hope that he would be lucky and survive.
"Ah! You... are you a junior? Why are you so strong?"
The old man finally discovered that it was Yin Dong himself who attacked him, showing an incredible expression.
Yin Dong ignored it.
Now he is still controlled by the mysterious shell. He will tell this secret only if he is stupid... It makes the outside world think that he is so powerful and more intimidating!
I believe that being able to kill this old man alone is definitely stronger than joining forces with Qiu Ying to kill the White-clothed Sword Saint, right?
Of course, even if Yin Dong wants to say it now, he can't say it out.
Although his consciousness is clear now, he cannot control his body. It depends on whether the great master of Shell is willing to speak.
It is obvious that the great master of Shell was not interested in answering the old man, controlling his body, and attacking the dragon soul sting and the blood dragon claws as if they were not worth it, wave after wave of attacks, endless.
Even if the old man was stronger than the white-clothed swordsman, he could not withstand this kind of attack. The leaf-shaped mental power defense magic weapon that guarded the sea of ​​consciousness exploded and dissipated into a green light.
"ah--"
I felt like an old man who was being scattered, and let out a roar like a wounded beast, and swung his sword toward Yin Dong frantically.
Unfortunately, Yin Dong's teleportation and dragon tillage technique was as fast as a ghost, and he shuttled back and forth in the sword light without any harm.
Later, he hit the broad sword with one claw,
The sword body was cut off, causing the old man to be backfired. A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the blood dragon claws were then grabbed in the chest.
At the same time, a violent devouring power emerged on Yin Dong's fingertips, and almost instantly, the old man's flesh and blood energy essence was swallowed.
Chapter completed!