New White Snake Asking Immortals

The little boy who knelt and sobbed in front of the grave had grown up.

Everyone has unique characteristics, most of them are in appearance, but Zhuo Feng belongs to the type who is not handsome but still attracts attention. He is indifferent and quiet, and his expression has not changed for several years. Many monks think that most of the monks in Chunyang Palace They are all indifferent.

Zhuo Feng frowned.

"Hanba? You are so courageous that you dare to come out."

Waved the five monks to leave quickly, and at the same time sent a message to the station outside the ancient battlefield to come quickly, the drought is not easy to mess with...

Drought is cruel, like burning.

魃, the drought ghost, the dead body is changed by the environment and becomes stiff, eats human blood, eats human blood for a long time, and becomes drought 魃 if it eats more people for a long time. Enter the six realms.

The temporary station was just Zhuo Feng and a monk, two masters, both at the Nascent Soul stage. The monk went to aid another battlefield today and was not in the station, but when the drought appeared, Zhuo Feng felt heavy pressure. Sending the letter back is also to ask the resident to contact Da Neng to come and exterminate the demon.

Hanba stared at Zhuo Feng and bared his fangs. It needs blood, especially the blood of a powerful being.

"If I eat you, I will become stronger."

Zhuo Feng ignored the threat, and took out a golden talisman from the storage bag. The golden talisman paper was painted with mysterious and mysterious runes. It was a high-level corpse-suppressing talisman made by Chunyang Palace, specially prepared for the legendary Hanba .

After Zhuo Feng took out the golden talisman, Han Yan unconsciously took two steps back...

In the grass in the distance, five monks were lying in the grass and peeping regardless of Mai Tai. This is the legendary Nascent Soul Master vs. Hanba. It is really stupid to run back in a daze.

"Are we taking too much risk..." the bearded man was a little scared.

The middle-aged female nun kicked the bearded man lightly.

"Be quiet, don't be spotted by zombies!"

The five continued to peep from a distance, not knowing that Zhuo Feng only wanted to scare the monster back instead of fighting hard. He was only in the early stage of Yuanying, and it was dangerous to fight alone. It was no problem to protect himself, but he couldn't let such evil Go through the line of defense.

I thought the corpse-suppressing talisman would scare it away, but I didn't expect that Hanba didn't want to retreat today.

The corpse talisman is dead, and it needs to be pressed on the head or chest of Hanba to be effective. If you think about this kind of thing, you will know that the other party will definitely not stand still and wait for you to post it.

Hanba looked at the Zombie Talisman and then at the distant sky, his fangs protruded, and rushed towards Zhuo Feng with a bang!

"evil creature!"

Zhuo Feng scolded angrily, and the sword light was dazzling in an instant!

The pure yang tactic restrains evil things. Zhuo Feng is better at pure yang moves than a certain jiao. Seeing the sword light soaring into the sky, the han 魃 roared, and the flying sword flew like a shuttle. Chasing Zhuo Feng, it seems that Zhuo Feng has the upper hand, but the actual situation is not optimistic. Hanba's rough skin, thick flesh, copper head and iron arms are not afraid of injury. Zhuo Feng is different. His physical strength is not as strong as that of zombies. Once he misses, he is very likely to fall here!

The five people in the distance were stunned. It was rare in a lifetime to see the Nascent Soul expert fighting and killing, especially one Hanba.

"Senior Zhuo is amazing..."

The bearded man fell in love with Zhuo Feng's admiration, and wished he could offer tea to his teacher.

Their cultivation bases are too low and their vision is limited, so they have no idea that Senior Zhuo is trying to delay the time, waiting for all of you to come here to join forces to kill Hanba.

The flying sword vibrates and calls Ke, and the sword light shines to fight the bull!

The swordsmanship is more subtle than that of a certain dragon. If Bai Yujun saw that the swordsmanship of the kid back then was better than her own, she might blush and lose face.

The sword light is dazzling, and it passes through the hard body of the Hanba, making the sound of metal and iron, and the remaining power sweeps the ground and sends sand and stones flying randomly!

The zombie Hanba roared and slapped the flying sword away. His palm was cut by the sharp flying sword and recovered in the blink of an eye. He rushed to Zhuo Feng extremely fast, his fingernails were black and poisonous.

"Don't run! Coward!"

Zhuo Feng didn't bother to answer, he kept flickering, moving, manipulating flying swords and spells to bombard indiscriminately.

Three bends of the riverbed were hit by a disaster.

Drought rages violently,

Sword lights and spells exploded randomly, the river bed was dusty and rocks were shattered, and there were pits everywhere. They hit dilapidated villages from the river bed, knocked down the broken wall, and then hit the mound again. The scene was hot.

The five monks hiding in the distance were stunned, and their admiration for Zhuo Feng was like a torrent of yellow sand...

In fact, Zhuo Feng began to consider whether to retreat first. It is difficult to cause fatal damage to him at present. It would be great if there is brother and sister Zixu here, or Jinxu with the heavy sword.

As we hit it, there were black clouds rolling in from the sky, as black as a thread, getting bigger and bigger!

Hanba looked impatiently at the approaching cloud.

The five people lying in the grass were shocked and looked at the black clouds that were getting closer and closer. The tumbling black clouds were like sea waves. A strong wind blew up, and there was thick moist water vapor in the wind. Is it going to rain? Where is the rain coming from? Is the drought in the Northlands coming to an end?

The black clouds are about to destroy the city, and there is heavy rain under the clouds.

Finally, the black cloud slowly and firmly came to the top of the head. The strange thing is that the dark cloud keeps moving forward and back as if struggling. Looking at the Hanba, the five monks knew that it must be the Hanba to prevent the rain cloud from approaching...

"Look...a dragon! That's a dragon!"

A slender white figure with four claws is flying in the clouds, walking in the clouds.

"Roar~!"

Long Yin was stunned, and saw the white flood dragon circling a few times and heading straight to the ground! Accompanied by small clouds around her body, there are lightning flashes while walking!

Zhuo Feng, who was restraining Han Yan, was stunned for a moment, it felt so familiar...

Back then, he was caught in the mouth of a special senior sister from Chunyang Palace and escaped, and later helped him find the remains of his mother. Although he was a snake, his kindness was greater than a mountain.

It's been hundreds of years, and I didn't expect to see each other again.

"Senior Sister Bai!"

A shaki god was almost caught by Hanba.

Senior Sister Bai? A few monks were puzzled, unable to understand the relationship between the words "Jiaolong" and "Senior Sister".

Looking from behind Baijiao, he could see his body twisting and turning and heading straight to the ground, the air flow passed by with a whirring sound, his limbs were close to his body, the snake's tail swung and accelerated, the air machine locked onto the Han Yan tightly, and his momentum climbed to accumulate strength.

The relationship between Jiao and Hanba is not good, or everyone and all monsters don't like Hanba, and they instinctively reject it.

Swooping, the air flow swept over the heads of the five onlookers, the strong wind blew the five people rolling and crawling, the dead grass and yellow dust flew around, and the breath of the beast scared them into cold sweat.

Seen from a distance, a huge white flood rushed directly from the clouds to the ground, and then... hit violently.

Getting closer……

"Roar!"

Time seemed to slow down and stand still.

The white jellyfish opened its mouth wide, exposing its sharp teeth, and bit it fiercely towards the Hanba. The movement became slow, and the Hanba also raised its hand in extremely slow motion to block the upper and lower jaws to prevent being bitten. The huge impact caused it to slide back and fall into the mud!

It didn't bite, and with the help of inertia and the power brought by speed, it grabbed with two sharp front claws as it passed the Hanba!

Hanba screamed.

"Aw..."

The waist and abdomen were scratched by the sharp front claws with several bone wounds!