Temple of Madness

Chapter 394 Soul Fruit
Chapter 394 Soul Fruit

"Hehe, if you are in the mood to worry about him, you might as well think about yourself. Your current situation is not much better than him."

The leader let out a hoarse and piercing laugh, which was very unpleasant.

Zhang Yang covered his ears, and said to him displeasedly: "Shut up, it's so ugly, tell me to shut up that crow's voice."

"Stinky boy, court death."

The leader's angry hands were clawed, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he rushed over with a throat that wanted to show off.

Zhang Yang dodged to avoid it, and the scorching sun immediately cooperated tacitly, condensing a ball of fire in his hands, and hit the leader in the face.

With a wave of both hands, the leader directly pinched the fireball in his palm, squeezed hard, and the fireball disappeared in his palm in an instant.

"Hehe, if you only use Mahayana skills to deal with me, then you have to be careful."

The leader's figure flashed, and he moved in front of Jiaoyang in an instant, and patted her on the stone wall behind him with a powerful palm.

"Well……"

The scorching sun was in pain, and he fell into the pile of rocks in an instant.

Zhang Yang hurriedly rushed over, helped her up worriedly, and asked, "How are you? Why can you only use the Mahayana realm?"

Zhang Yang is now in the realm of iron bones, he can use it freely in the Huaxia Continent, and he has not received any backlash from thunder disasters.

But since scorching sun came to Huaxia mainland, he had never used the strength above Mahayana, which made him curious.

"...I have a seal on my body, and I cannot use the strength above the Mahayana in the Huaxia Continent, otherwise I will suffer thunder disasters, and the thunder disasters will become more serious every time."

Zhang Yang frowned, protecting the scorching sun behind him, while the leader quietly looked at the two with his hands folded, really wanting to sneer.

"Hehe, people who can't use Dacheng and above in the Chinese mainland, are you a foreign race expelled from the Chinese mainland?"

Jiao Yang glared at the leader angrily, and said angrily: "Even if I can only use the strength of the Dacheng realm, it is more than enough to beat you."

After Jiao Yang finished speaking, he supported his body and slowly stood up from the ground. This time, more than a dozen fireballs gathered around his body and hit the leader together.

Seeing the scorching sun and launching an attack, Zhang Yang rushed over to the leader who was as fast as lightning.

He is now so proficient at the Coiling Dragon Mark that he can launch an attack directly without reciting spells silently. I saw golden dragons appearing around him, with their bloody mouths wide open, rushing towards the leader.

"Roar!"

These giant dragons also changed from being just a phantom to a real entity, biting the leader's shoulder aggressively.

The fireballs controlled by the scorching sun deftly avoided the leader's outstretched hand, and then hit his weakest acupoints.

The leader, who was confident in his chest, trembled from the successive attacks and fell backwards.

The 9 giant dragons transformed by Zhang Yang tore the armor on his body vigorously, and with a click, the armor shattered.

"You are courting death!"

The leader and Zhang Yang were both in the realm of iron bones, but he was beaten so weak by the giant dragon transformed by Zhang Yang. He suddenly became angry from embarrassment, clenched his fists tightly, let out a roar, and the momentum on his body suddenly changed, faintly rising It seems that it is about to rise to the realm of dark energy.

I saw strong winds spreading from the leader's body, Zhang Yang could only block tightly in front of the scorching sun, blocking the strong wind with his arms.

"Hehe, Zhang Yang! Today is your death day!"

A gloomy roar sounded, and the 4 weeks of aura instantly disappeared, turning into a gloomy chill.

Zhang Yang is too familiar with this feeling, this is the dark spirits that are everywhere in the different world.

The skills cultivated in another world are very strange, and Zhang Yang has no confidence. If this man has really reached the realm of dark energy, will he be able to deal with it.

Jiao Yang bit her lower lip tightly and exclaimed: "Zhang Yang, stop him quickly! He is now forcibly improving his cultivation, and this is when he is at his weakest."

Zhang Yang nodded immediately, clasped his hands together again, transformed into nine giant dragons, and attacked the man again.

But before those giant dragons touched the man's body, they were instantly melted and disappeared by the black air around him.

"Little girl, you know quite a lot, but you don't know that all your attacks on me are useless under the strong dark spirit in this cave."

As soon as the man's arrogant laughter fell, Mingyi's cold voice sounded behind him: "Oh? Really?"

Hearing Mingyi's safe and sound voice, Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and saw a black shadow rushing towards the man's back quickly, and slapped him hard on the back of the heart.

Immediately, the man who was still raising his level just now suddenly stopped breathing and let out a painful wail.

"Ah! Get out! What have you done!"

Mingyi's pale cheeks slowly emerged from behind the man, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. He held a red fruit in his hand and shook it at him.

"Soul Fruit, isn't this what you want most? I'm just helping you."

Zhang Yang looked at the man curiously, and found that he seemed to be petrified and unable to move.

At this time, Mingyi yelled at Zhang Yang: "What are you still doing? His body is absorbing the soul fruit. He is at his weakest. Attack quickly."

Zhang Yang came back to his senses, and immediately sent out the coiling dragon mark, shot out 9 physical dragons, and rushed towards the man.

And Scorching Sun put his palms together and shot 19 fireballs.

In an instant, the entire cave was illuminated by the golden dragon and the red fireball, and the man let out a huge roar after receiving all the attacks.

"Ah! You are a dog who eats inside and out!"

Before the man could finish his words, his body exploded to pieces with a loud bang.

Zhang Yang immediately turned around and hugged the scorching sun, jumping away from the spot to prevent her from being hit by the fragments blasted by the man.

The billowing dust fell slowly, and Zhang Yang looked at the place where the man was standing again. The place was already in a mess, and the ground was full of debris, but it was not flesh and blood, but a kind of scorched black stone.

"This man died just like that? I didn't expect him to be so weak. If I had known that we would follow along the way, I wouldn't have to be so cautious. I would have killed him on the way."

Mingyi coughed lightly, spewed a jet of black liquid from her mouth, frowned in pain, and waved her hands lightly.

"If there is no soul fruit, we can't easily defeat him."

Zhang Yang looked curiously at the red fruit in Mingyi's hand and asked, "What the hell is this soul fruit? I haven't seen this thing before when I came here, can I eat it?"

"...if you want to die, I don't mind giving you this."

(End of this chapter)