The Bus Fantasy Magic Beast Taming Journey Chapter 268 Two or Three Flowers Falling Under the Stage

Shi Yan became furious and said, since you are so entangled, don't blame me for being cruel and dragging you all into this!

When Li Shuo saw that Shi Yan had actually dodged his puppet control line, he thought that Shi Yan was lucky, but he didn't know that all his tricks had been completely seen through by him. Just like Gong Yang Zhongyu saw through all the tricks with just a glance. Li Shuo believed that Gong Yang Zhongyu could see clearly because of his status. And Shi Yan? Before the game, Li Shuo had never even heard of this name. It was not that he was ignorant, but that Shi Yan was really not taken seriously. Even after gradually becoming stronger, he still kept a low profile, so it was even more impossible for him to have heard of him.

Who would have known that such a powerful Gong Yang Zhongyu regarded Shi Yan as a strong rival? Even Ji Zichen didn't believe it!

Who would have known that such a powerful Gongyang Zhongyu had been defeated by Shi Yan? No one would believe it except for the few people who saw it clearly that day. And those people were highly respected and would not tell others about it, not to mention that one of them was Gongyang Zhongyu's father.

Therefore, a single misjudgment led to the subsequent tragedies.

Shi Yan ignored the slowdown and quickly took out a small bottle of red spring from the hidden space. The temperature of the red spring was very high and ordinary containers could not contain it. Only Shi Yan's life spirit glass bottle could hold it. Half a bottle of red and clear red spring like a ruby ​​lay quietly in the glass bottle. Wrapped in the colorful luster, it looked even more beautiful.

call out!

A silver line that seemed to be there and not there flew at a high speed, and was about to wrap around Shi Yan's arm. Shi Yan tilted his body, and his arm was wrapped around his back at an incredible angle. The silver line flew past, and then the momentum was exhausted and it retracted. That was the puppet control thread, which was condensed from spiritual power. It was similar to Shi Yan's spiritual power rhythm line, but the realm was too different. Although Shi Yan had learned from the experience of puppet control line when he realized the spiritual power rhythm line, the starting point was different, and the realm reached was completely different. "Reincarnation Art" is not an ordinary art, and "Qin Lv" which is also used as a reference is not comparable to it.

With the spiritual power rhythm line as the basis, the puppet control line was completely exposed to his eyes.

However, the control line of Mo Chou's puppet is very difficult to see, and even invisible under normal circumstances. This is enough to show that the "Mozi" studied by Mo Chou is an extraordinary book.

Shi Yan dodged the puppet control line again. Li Shuo became more and more unwilling to give up and sent out several puppet control lines again.

"Good!" At this moment, Shi Yan laughed, and the spiritual power rhythm line suddenly extended out and entangled the puppet control line. At the same time, Li Shuo was overjoyed and laughed, "It's done!" But then, his face froze. Then he flew to Shi Yan with a stiff body, took out some red spring water, sprinkled it into the air, and it just landed on Mu Yang and Hei Ming who were rushing behind him. Mu Yang and Hei Ming felt the wet spring water on their bodies at the same time. It was very hot, but they could withstand it.

The two looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes, "What is Li Shuoyi doing?"

But what happened next terrified them.

The red dragon smelled Akainu's scent, and its eyes turned even redder. Flames were faintly emitted from the scales all over its body. It twisted its body, and its speed suddenly increased, and it pounced towards the two people who had originally been indifferent!

"Oh no, the beast behind us is catching up!" Hei Ming roared in horror when he found that the red dragon, which had originally had no interest in the two of them, actually targeted them.

Mu Yang looked back, was slightly stunned, and then immediately sped up and ran away.

But he was distracted for a moment and lost his life.

"Roar!" The red dragon roared, opened its smelly mouth and sucked fiercely. The wind was gusting violently, and all the grass and trees fell down. Mu Yang felt that the spiritual power around him was in chaos, and he could no longer support himself to fly. Then a huge suction force came from behind him, and his body flew backwards rapidly.

Mu Yang's eyes were filled with terror. He was at a loss and shouted in fear for help: "Hei Ming, save me, Senior Brother Li, save me!"

However, his call for help was completely ineffective. Hei Ming was the closest to him, which meant he was in the most danger. Once the Red Flood Dragon changed its target, he would be the first to suffer. How could he dare to stop and save people? Moreover, what was a Red Flood Dragon? It was a Flood Dragon. Although it was the lowest level of Flood Dragon, it was invincible without a human form. How could he be able to save his friend? Moreover, Mu Yang's miserable condition could buy him time, so that he could escape further. With such a thought, how could he still save Mu Yang?

The saying "A friend's death is not my own" is also true.

As for Li Shuoyi, he was no longer able to rescue him. Even his puppet had almost no spiritual power output, and it became a pile of waste and fell into the forest. He originally thought that the puppet control line had finally caught Shi Yan, but he didn't expect that he was caught by the other party. The gap between them was like a river in the sky that could not be crossed.

"Oh, right, I want to leave the secret realm, I want to leave the secret realm!" Mu Yang had completely forgotten that he had used the Dingkong Pearl before ambushing Shi Yan. The Dingkong Pearl could disrupt the order of space, so that within one or two hours, no one in the Luocheng secret realm could use magic weapons to teleport out or in, unless someone withdrew.

However, the Dingkong Pearl is in the hands of Li Shuoyi, and Li Shuoyi is in the hands of Shi Yan.

In the end, Mu Yang could only close his eyes in despair.

Li Shuo could only watch helplessly as Mu Yang was sucked into the mouth of the red dragon, then bitten into pieces and swallowed into the red dragon's belly. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and the pain was incomparable.

If he still didn't understand what was happening, he would be an idiot, and an idiot would not be able to participate in the Twelve Gates Martial Arts Show.

It turned out that everything was calculated by others, and I was so complacent that I didn't know that others saw me as a clown. One wrong thought, every step was wrong, and once wrong, it was irreversible, just like Mu Yang's life in the dragon's belly.

"You devil!" Li Shuo cursed with difficulty.

Shi Yan didn't care at all and laughed, "Devil? I am merciful to the devil? You wanted to kill me, but I didn't torture you to death myself and let you die so quickly. This is already merciful. Please don't push your luck!"

Li Shuo was speechless.

No one expected that this fatal situation would turn out like this. Likewise, no one expected that Shi Yan would provoke such a being.

Li Shuo could not have imagined it, Hei Ming could not have imagined it, and Mu Yang could not have imagined it either. At the same time, there were also the heads who were watching the battle from time to time, and the audience who were looking up at the huge mirage in the sky. No one could have imagined that such a thing would happen. It was as if God thought that this battle was not exciting enough and played a small joke, but this small joke took away the lives of many people.

"Brother Li, save me!" After Mu Yang died, Hei Ming was the one closest to the red dragon. He tried his best to fly, but the long flight drained away his spiritual energy like running water. Coupled with the power of the red dragon, he could not move forward even if he tried his best. The red dragon's big mouth, which was stained with Mu Yang's blood and minced meat, was getting closer and closer to him. Hei Ming actually cried. Hei Ming, who was very famous in the Mingjing Domain, could not keep his heart in the face of death, and actually cried loudly, "I don't want to die, I..."

Before he could finish his words, the sound suddenly stopped, followed by the red dragon's satisfied breathing and the sound of chewing flesh and bones.

Li Shuoyi's face turned pale. He closed his eyes, unable to bear to look.

"They did nothing wrong. They were just following orders."

"When you wanted me dead, why didn't you think about what I did wrong?" Shi Yan's face was grim. He seemed to be talking about this matter, but it seemed that he was talking about more than just this matter. He seemed to be talking to Li Shuo, but it seemed that he was talking to many other people. "You want my life, so do I have to bind myself and give it to you? Your life is life, but my life is not life, and the lives of those innocent people who were persecuted by you are not lives!"

His words touched people's hearts. The audience was shocked and looked at the huge shadow, wondering what kind of tragic past he had experienced that made him say such words.

Then, he seemed to be making a declaration, as if he was warning those who wanted him dead, and making a declaration to those who wanted him dead, "You want me to die, so I will make you die a miserable death! For myself, and for those who died innocently because of you!"

Roar! The red dragon was approaching, right in front of him. Shi Yan expressionlessly released Li Shuoyi's spiritual power, and then watched him being swallowed silently by the red dragon, and his life passed away.

Shi Yan calmly watched Li Shuoyi's life pass away, and did not leave, as if he respected him, because they were also pitiful people, innocent people who died because of those behind the scenes. But Shi Yan did not regret it. It's good to be pitiful, but there must be something hateful about pitiful people. Although he was innocent, if he was killed before, it was destined that only one of the two parties could survive. Unfortunately, he survived, while Li Shuoyi, Hei Ming, and Mu Yang died.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three consecutive heavy drum sounds resounded through the sky, indicating that all the representatives from the Mingjing domain were eliminated. It was a tragic elimination with two losses and three deaths.

Those who participated in the Twelve Gates Martial Arts Show were all extremely talented. The death of three of them was a huge blow to Mingjing Domain. From then on, it would be difficult for the younger generation of Mingjing Domain to rise up without ten years.

In the eyes of the Mingjing Domain cultivators, Shi Yan was a demon, a man who deserved to die. It could be said without hesitation that as long as Shi Yan was in front of them, they would do everything they could to kill him. They had never thought about why Li Shuo and the others would hunt down Shi Yan, and if they didn't hunt down Shi Yan, how could they die!

In the scorching heat, a cold wind suddenly blew, and the flowers and trees under the Luojingtai rustled. One, two, and three red flowers fell with the wind, blowing into the house, blowing close to Mo Tianbo, and landing on the wooden table in front of him. The red flowers were bright red, the same color as blood. The three red flowers lay quietly on the black wooden table, dazzling Mo Tianbo's eyes.

Mo Tianbo slowly exhaled, waved his hand, and the three withered red flowers suddenly turned into dust and dissipated in the air. He slowly raised his head and looked ahead indifferently. He smiled slightly at first, but then he immediately felt that it was inappropriate to smile at this moment, so he stopped smiling. Although he didn't smile on his face, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Nephew, aren't you happy to see your uncle?"

Mo Tianbo looked at the person in front of him and said lightly.

In front of me, a man in black was imprisoned on a chair. Upon closer inspection, it was Mo Chou!