long night walk

Chapter 420

The body of the gun was silver and white, and the tip of the gun was missing, because the entire tip of the gun had already penetrated a piece of dragon scale, and sank deeply into the reddened wound.

The bright red plasma stained the seawater, and soon the rough sea began to freeze.

boom!boom!boom!
Huge and sharp icicles broke out continuously on the ice surface.

A figure broke through the ice, and at the same time, a black blood energy surged in his blood-soaked palm, and a silver-white cold glow shone in the thick fog-like shadow.

Another silver spear.

As if drawn from another mysterious space, a long and narrow silver shadow swept across the space.

The silver gun shook out several spears, and directly shook a sharp and huge icicle blasting towards him into countless shattered ice splendors.

Under the force of this terrible shock, the spear was thrown out of his hand, and Bai Lian fell heavily on the thick ice floe as if he had lost his strength. The pale hand bones could be seen in the bright red of his left hand, which was so miserable. Can't look anymore.

"What are these guns?" Hong Zhuang couldn't feel the aura and spiritual power that any magic weapon should have on those two guns.

But the power of this gun can be compared to that of a fairy weapon.

She didn't realize that Si Li's eyes were astonishingly bright at this moment, and the physical pain hadn't disappeared, but the look on her face was almost overwhelming!

She stretched out a hand towards the violent sea.

Then a silver gun pierced through the wind and rain, and finally landed firmly in her palm.

The silver spear was extremely heavy, and Si Li, who had lost his strength, struggled to hold it with one hand, and the veins on Xue Baihao's wrists could be seen emerging.

Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Hong Zhuang looked down and frowned deeper: "This is not a physical weapon."

There was an obvious arc on Si Li's lips: "Of course not."

I don't know if it was the illusion of the red makeup, but from her answer, she seemed to hear a hint of pride.

With Si Li's haughty temperament, it is extremely difficult to generate a trace of pride in people other than himself.

But today she looked at this unexpected silver gun, and she was really proud.

If Hong Zhuang hadn't descended into the ghost mountain early, if she had seen the battle between Si Li and His Majesty the Emperor in Xianling City a few days ago, she would have known what this gun meant.

When Si Li entered the city to fight against the emperor, he smashed the high god from the clouds into the mortal world with an extremely domineering shot.

The domineering shot symbolized her domineering blood talent, the power of dark blood.

If it is said that the talent of devouring comes from the gift of the corpse orb to him, then the power of dark blood is really an unexpected surprise.

In just a few months of waking up, he was able to inherit such an extraordinary talent from her.

The power of dark blood can hurt gods, so it is not difficult to penetrate a dragon scale.

"Your brother performed well today." Si Li let go of his palm, and the spear fell into the sea again, with unconcealable approval in his tone.

There was a faint smile in those unbelievably beautiful fox eyes: "It's just that there is no need to continue anymore, you step back, and I will reward you later."

There was a hint of love and pity in her tone that was not suitable for her, as if she was watching the young Peng under her wings fluttering in the wind for a long time, learning to fly for a long time, and finally saw results and suffered injuries all over her body. Saw his limit.

So I was relieved and said that you can return to the comfortable warm nest to rest.

Take a rest and grow up quickly.

Bai Lian, who was lying on the ice, frowned and remained silent.

Inappropriately, the word "love" emerged in his heart.

But these two words are not suitable for Si Li at all, because it is like an indifferent monarch trying to play the role of an elder who is not suitable for her.

So Bai Lian felt very awkward.

He watched as Si Li took out a scroll tied with a red string from his cuff. The scroll had turned yellow and unrolled, but from it, Bai Lian felt an ancient and vicissitudes of power.

His keen intuition told him that this scroll was very dangerous.

Si Li looked at the stunned Bai Lian, and patiently explained: "This scroll seals a powerful consciousness of father, which can seal a big snake in it. In less than three days, even if the big snake is a dragon, it will be strangled by father's consciousness. .”

The female devil immediately yelled: "Hey, hey! You don't behave properly. Didn't you say you were going to save me? They're all strangled. Don't you want to take my body?"

Si Li said: "I will put my family's mark on the big snake's left pupil, so naturally I won't damage the left pupil of your body to seal it."

Bai Lian didn't say a word, but felt that his body was very cold, and the weakness in his bones seemed to crush him at any time.

He endured the severe pain in his body, and every time he pulled his muscles, the pain was as painful as knives, but he still stood up from the ice floe with difficulty, turned his back to Si Li, and did not leave the battlefield.

Si Li's gaze became a little dark and cold, she didn't say much to express her dissatisfaction, but said his name in a deep tone.

"Si Chen."

Bai Lian didn't look back, he stood still in the turbulent wind, slowly raised his head to look at the cold, scarlet, and cruel eyes of the big snake, his body suddenly became weak because of his sober mind.

In an instant, the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers became extremely heavy, collapsing towards him in a vicious way.

He knew it wasn't anyone's fault.

Si Li's sister's purpose is very clear, she is here to kill the big snake and save the devil.

And his purpose has never changed, he wants to save Fang Geyu.

Si Li holds the scroll in his hand, which can kill the big snake, mark the left pupil, and rescue the demon king.

But she had no intention to save Fang Geyu, just like he had no intention to save Mo Jun.

Wights hate humans just as humans hate wights.

Between the two paths, you die and I die.

After all, the lone eagle that hunted on the cold ridge would never show mercy to the rabbit that was about to be strangled to death and devoured by the python in the wild.

Naturally so.

Fang Geyu is trapped in the belly of the dragon, and it is impossible to detect with the naked eye where she is in the belly now, and how she can persuade Si Li to mark for him to rescue Fang Geyu.

Si Li never mentioned Fang Geyu's name from the beginning to the end, so from the beginning, there was no possibility of negotiation.

Although the silver spear pierced through the dragon scales and poured into the body of the big snake, the muzzle was extremely deep, but for a body as huge as the big snake, that little wound is really as harmless as a human scratching the nail cover.

But when he looked at the long spear looming under the dragon's belly, he didn't feel that his useless efforts all the time were ridiculous.

Even though I don't know when Si Li's patience will run out, and then use that scroll to complete the promise of resurrecting the Demon Lord.

But he thought, since he still has strength, he must continue to do something.

After all, that little girl from Shifang City should be hidden in his heart, how could he keep her in such a dark place.

(End of this chapter)