Lord Zhang Fei

Chapter 94

94 Fierce Battle [VI]

Xuan’er hugged Mu Tuo’s body, dodged from the air and fell to the ground. Immediately put Mu Tuo on the ground and said eagerly, “Brother Tuo, hold on, I’ll save you right away!”

After speaking, the four spirit crystals in front of Xuan’er were also shining brightly. The Blessing of Water was a super forbidden spell that a fourth-level magician could cast.

However, the spell caster would be chewed back by the forbidden spell, and the caster’s energy would be exhausted. From then on, there was no way to continue cultivating higher spiritual power.

But Xuan’er had no choice. As for the cultivation base, Mu Tuo’s life was even more precious. Even if it was exchanged with her own life, Xuan’er would do it without hesitation.

As the incantation continued to be uttered, a soft ray of light slowly shot out from Xuan’er’s spiritual crystal and continued to expand until it enveloped Mu Tuo’s body.

The four amethysts were continuously and slowly rotating above Mu Tuo’s body, providing the source of power for the soft blessing light.

At this moment, Shen Lingxue was holding Bu Wenle’s stiff body, not knowing what to do for a while. Bu Wenle’s body was clearly not injured, but he was as stiff as a dead person. There was a faint beating in his heart, and he was clearly breathing in air. So what happened?

Although she could provide healing magic, for a while, Shen Lingxue didn’t know how to ask for help. At the moment when she was anxious, a soft white light shot from a distance and shone on Bu Wenle. A soft anti-shock force shook Shen Lingxue’s arm that was hugging Bu Wenle away.

They saw Bu Wenle slowly falling to the ground under the irradiation of this white light. A figure in the distance quickly approached, and this white light was emitted from this person’s hand.

.....

Maodian returned to Hao Yan and said in a low voice. “Second son, the human reinforcements have arrived, and some of them are eight-level spiritual masters. I think we should do it first. Anyway, let’s destroy the human tribe in the future. This divine tree has returned to the hands of our demon clan. When I return, I will send my clan to guard it.”

Hao Yan originally wanted to fight with these eight-level spiritual masters, so as to explore the opportunity to improve his cultivation, but when he saw an eight-level light mage appearred among the human beings, he dismissed the idea.

For the dragon and demon family of dark attributes. The biggest enemy was the human spiritual master of this light attribute. Even if a Light Elemental Spiritualist with the same cultivation level as himself emitted an ordinary Light Element Healing Magic, it would cause huge damage to him. This was a complete restraint of attributes.

Hao Yan gritted his teeth secretly, cursing the goddamn Light Element Spiritist in his heart, and then slowly backed away together with the Bull Demon patriarch. When he was far away, he turned around and quickly flew towards the depths of the forest.

***

Fei burst into tears when he heard master Bu Wenle narrate the tale.

Unexpectedly, his tribe was so miserable. The two exterminations were done by the second son of the dragon and demon, Hao Yan. Not only his own father and mother had died tragically under the claws of Hao Yan, but his grandparents also died at the hands of Hao Yan.

Such a great hatred, even if Hao Yan smashed his corpse into ten thousand pieces, it would not be enough to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

“Hao Yan, I, Zhang Fei, am at odds with you in this life!” Fei said fiercely.

“Sadly, things are far from over.” Bu Wenle sighed, and the two lines of tears also quietly dropped on his cheeks as he continue to tell the scene at that time. “When Hao Yan’s dragon eye hit me, I thought I was dead...”

***

Hao Yan’s Dragon Eye was originally a mental attack, which was hard to guard against. He could turn the affected person into an idiot or manipulate the person’s behavior, turning the person into a puppet of the dragon demon.

But no matter what the outcome was, this person would also be dead within a few days due to mental breakdown.

Bu Wenle only felt that his consciousness was constantly leaving the body. The body became lighter and lighter, and it continued to float forward. The surroundings were shrouded in white light, and his consciousness gradually disappeared in this white light.

When Bu Wenle first woke up, he felt very different. He didn’t think he would be able to wake up.

At that time, Bu Wenchi’s first reaction was that he thought he was dead because this was not the forest where the Shenmu tribe was located. The place seemed so unfamiliar.

However, when he struggled to stand up, Bu Wenle was stunned by the sight in front of him. He saw all around him dead people in the same strange costume. Some had big holes in their heads, and the skulls in their heads could be clearly seen; some had their stomachs burst open, and their intestines were flowing everywhere; some had no arms, some had no legs, and some were broken at the waist...

In a large area, there were hundreds of dead people, and there were disgusting scenes everywhere. Bu Wenle was completely stunned, was this the legendary hell?

Bu Wenle wanted to leave this ghost place quickly. But he found that the spiritual power in his body had disappeared, and there was nothing left. Upon closer inspection, Bu Wenle found that he was wearing the same clothes as those of the dead.

Is this what the dead wear? Bu Wenle was startled and ran quickly towards a forest in the distance. He thought to himself: I must escape quickly, or maybe I would become like them at some point.

After rushing into the woods, Bu Wenle ran far away in one breath, and finally got out of the terrifying field of dead people, feeling much better. In the distance, Bu Wenle heard the sound of dense explosions, mixed with the sound of people shouting with intent to kill. Bu Wenle climbed up a dirt slope for a view, but was once again shocked by the sight in front of him.

Bu Wenle saw that everyone in the distance was holding a weapon that would make an explosive sound. And every time after the explosion of this weapon, it would launch something that would hit the opponent, and the speed was unbelievable. Bu Wenle could only feel that something should be launched.