The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 802 Improvement of the Five Senses

"Master Lin..."

One person's words bombarded Director Lin's eardrums like a mantra. Director Lin felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the spiritual power in his body was running around uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he managed to control it, otherwise he might faint from anger again, he didn't want to lose face like that again, and of course he wouldn't lose face to him again.

There was a constant buzzing in the ears, and the more the people asked, the more fierce the words became, the more exaggerated they were, and they could even faintly see a layer of blood attached to the whites of the eyes, and the greed inside became more and more intense.

Lin Zhang couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out his strength with a bang, and the strong momentum directly sent everyone around him flying.

He had a gloomy face, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Have you said enough? Are they all looking for death? Why should our Lin family tell you, let alone whether our Lin family knows about the palace or not?" Even if we know the situation inside, why tell you, we have nothing to do with it.”

Director Lin's unceremonious words once again plunged the air into a strange atmosphere. At this time, they didn't even know that they had been subtly affected by the black mist.

Chu Yi's brows were knotted, and he looked at Jian Jian. They didn't want these people to quarrel here, and they wanted to save the captain.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his old father's sleeve. Seeing his complicated appearance, he leaned over to him and said something in a low voice. The old father immediately coughed when his expression became serious, and then he stretched out his hand and pulled his own. The old ancestor's sleeve, the old ancestor cast a glance at him, he opened his mouth and said two words silently, "Save people."

Chu Xinghe paused. Yes, they are here to save people. He moved his eyes and looked at the chaotic scene in front of him. Chu Xinghe also had a headache, but was more disappointed. He didn't expect that all these people They are already big bosses, but they ended up scrambling here for some unwarranted treasure, and they didn't even enter the door.

"Shut up!" The cold voice carried a majesty that cannot be ignored, which made those who were caught in emotions come back to their senses a little bit, and their brains became clear.

"What are you arguing about? If you want to get in, then find a way to get in!" Don't you think it's stupid to be arguing here one by one?

Facing Chu Xinghe's idiot-like eyes, everyone felt that their old face was hot and a little embarrassed.

"Stinky and shameless human beings, you are so arrogant because you have just woken up and are trapped here, and you can't show your strength. When the deity goes out, you must look good."

Ermeng roared that those swirling eyes were full of overwhelming anger at this moment. He really wanted to tear the two ignorant humans in front of him with his claws, but he couldn't reach them.

Jun Moyuan and Leng Wuyou didn't care about Emeng's words at all, and continued with their actions.

The scarlet sword Feng Jue in Jun Moyuan's hand drew streaks of blood-colored sword energy in the air.

The dense sword energy was woven into a net, and it pressed down on Emeng. Emeng's eyes widened, and he wanted to smash the sword net directly with his backhand, when a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Leng Wuyou was standing three steps away from him, when she moved her fingertips slightly, a silver light flashed, and the space around him immediately became heavy and solid, imprisoning him firmly here.

The sword net fell, and there was a sound of flesh tearing instantly.

Ermeng let out an angry roar, black blood continuously dripped from his body, and the strong stench came over his face, making Leng Wuyou frowned uncomfortably.

She sighed in her heart, sometimes the nose is too sensitive, which is not a good thing.

With the improvement of Leng Wuyou's strength, her various senses have increased to varying degrees, the first to bear the brunt is vision, followed by smell.

(End of this chapter)