Mercenary Favorite Concubine: The Eighth Miss Arrogant

Chapter 153 The richest man changes hands, Hanhe's secret 34
After all, Mosen's power is so powerful, he doesn't believe that there is any power stronger than magic in the world.

The man approached step by step, and every step he took would make the surrounding air thinner and thinner.

Elder Tong opened her eyes wide and looked straight at the people walking towards them, with a trace of disbelief in her eyes, but she never made a sound.

After walking about twenty steps, he stopped in front of the magic junction.

The young man secretly clenched his fist, he already felt the pressure from him.

The man raised his right hand lightly, his index finger slowly approached the magic barrier, and his fingertips stopped when they touched the blue light of the barrier.

The eyes under the golden mask fell on the young man, provoking speciously, as if he wanted to make a bet with him, the young man's palms were sweating.

At the moment when the young man held his breath, the fingertips finally touched the blue light. At the same time, the blue light retreated to both sides like an automatically closed door, forming an automatically opened light door.

The masked man took light steps, and the fallen leaves under his feet made a soft sound.Walking in front of the young man, he said in a low voice, "Your strength is certainly strong, but in such a short period of time, in my eyes, you are nothing more than a vulnerable paper tiger."

The young man stood with his feet firmly on the right side of the ape. He couldn't help being a little surprised that he knew that his strength had been acquired so quickly, but now he couldn't allow him to spend his mind on other things.

"Even if you break the formation, it doesn't mean that you can take her away from me." Pointing to the immobile Tong Lao on the ape's back.

"Now, I have changed my mind." A trace of bloodlust flashed in the eyes of the masked man, and he approached the young man even more.

The young man was stunned by his sharp eyes, and could no longer bear the oppression in his heart.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." The young man transformed a black butterfly from his hand. The black butterfly spread its fluorescent wings, its body gradually grew larger, and the wings gave off a faint smell of rotten leaves. There is a breath of death.

Finally, the black butterfly hovered in midair, descended like a goshawk, and danced around the masked man.

A black circle formed around the masked man, but the black butterfly was nowhere to be seen. The rotten atmosphere in the air became thicker and thicker with the area covered by the black.

"Squeak! Squeak!" The black circle was shrouded in dense fog, and there were many strange screams from inside.

The strange screams became louder and louder, making it unbearably ear-piercing. The man in the mask stood indifferently all the time, unaffected by the black circle and the piercing strange screams.

The wind speed in the ear accelerated, and it seemed that the whole world was filled with this sound.

"Attack!" The young man squinted his eyes, looking determined to win.

Following the young man's order, the black mist turned into groups of black bats with sharp teeth, and thousands of bats attacked the masked man.

The swarm of bats covered him, scrambling to touch his slender body, penetrate his skin, and suck his blood dry.

Tong Lao, who saw everything in his eyes, changed from eager to calm.

Just when the young man thought that the masked man in front of him was about to become a mummy, all the bats that were close to him, like dry and cracked soil, peeled off the wall, fell to the ground, and then turned into corpses and soaked into the soil.

"Disgusting!" The man remained motionless, and the bats in the sky were still coming one after another, but there was only one end for all of them.

"How dare you use such a small trick to make a fool of yourself?"

(End of this chapter)