Thunder Martial

Lei Zhenghong Tian, who was scared away by Zizheng, was lucky enough to be one of the few remaining survivors.

He just fled along the stairs, and halfway there, he suddenly stopped.

I saw two people standing on the steps below.

He rarely remembered the two, seemed to have some connection to Purple, from Death Rogue.

That's an unpleasant force!

Looking at Ray Zhenghong Tian parked in front of him, the ink smiled slightly and said: “If I'm not mistaken, you should call Ray Zhenghong Tian, right? ”

“Humph!”

Responding to the ink was a cold hum, Ray Zhenghong said with disdain: "District death prison star thief, also mention my name? ”

The ink looked the same, smiling: “You are very arrogant, usually people like you can definitely sell a good price. But I have something else to discuss with you today, and I'm not selling you. ”

“Just the two of you? ”

Lei Zhenghong's heavenly look is still daunting, because he is already a six-star Holy Spirit, how powerful is he?

Even if Lei Wuxing stood in front of him, he had confidence to fight him and not let the wind fall.

The ink glanced at the six shortages next to her and said, "I thought you were upset about the journey. Now's your chance! ”

Without waiting for Six Less Responses, Lei Zhenghong Tian said arrogantly: "Nonsense, you two go together! ”

Embracing is inherently the tradition of death row thieves, because they don't care about anything else as long as they have an interest.

But this time, the ink didn't go on, just six less went on alone.

Powerful breath emerged from his surroundings, the black flame began to burn, a breath belonging to the spirit extinguishing technique, fully erupted.

In recognition of this breath, Ray Zhenghongtian's face changed dramatically.

A moment later, the surge of energy here dissipated, and distorted space gradually returned to normal.

Lei Zhenghong's mouth overflowed with blood and fell to the ground. His eyes were full of shock.

He was strong, and after he was promoted to six stars, he became stronger again.

But the enemy is stronger!

Six Minority looked at Lei Zhenghong Tian, coldly said: “I finally know why you can't be the core ultimate. Because it's too weak! ”

Fighting alone, Lei Zhenghong Tian lost to an equivalent level. At this moment, he heard the other party's fall and his face was obviously ugly.

Ink went up and patted Ray Zheng Hing Tian's shoulder. “Don't worry, this time we won't hit your idea, but we'll work with you instead. Because we both have common enemies. ”

Lei Zhenghong Tian looked up at the ink, without previous arrogance.

“Our common enemy is Zijuan! ”

The ink said, "The visions disappeared here. I guess it's purple. You just got off the top. How's it going there? ”

Lei Zhenghong's expression began to change.

And the ink said again, "Don't worry, we don't mean anything to you, because our goal is purple. He's my enemy and your enemy, so the two of us can actually work together on this. ”

The words were slight, and the ink said: "Because I had a way to earn his fame in the Saint Ray tribe and destroy it instantly, making him infamous by his former meritorious ministry and a street rat that everyone shouted. ”

“Seriously?” Lei Zhenghong Tian's eyes shine.

“Of course, even if you don't believe me, you should believe that the creditworthiness of our dead star thief. But the premise is that I need your cooperation, and you need to tell me exactly what's going on in there, so that I can prepare myself.” The ink says.

Lei Zheng Hong Tian's eyes felt a sense of hatred. “If you can discredit Purple, you can cooperate with me any way you want. Now that Lei Sheng is dead, only he and Lei Lan are dead, but can they get the final chance or not? ”

“Then there's no problem. ”

The ink nodded, “Next we go back and wait for him in town, and you have to be ready. It's up to you to rise in the midst of purple disgrace. ”

Violet left the vein behind Leilan.

The discovery of the mineral vein this time, not only for him, but also for the entire Saint Ray tribe, is a great opportunity.

Undoubtedly, this time the Saint Ray will be the most rewarding.

And this time his contribution is definitely not small!

But the Saint Ray cultivated him, and all this purple willingly contributed.

Coming to the city, the fairy light still exists, but it has not been as terrible as before, I believe it will soon disappear autonomously.

He smiled slightly and swept straight out of town.

The next step is to rendezvous with Ray, and then tell the Saint Ray tribe to send more powerful men here.

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

“Zixuan, come down for a minute. ”

Looking at the person below, purple brows wrinkled slightly, it turns out that he is a death row star thief.

Whether it's ink or people next to him, they're strong, but along the way, no one can see the two of them, even Zijuan deliberately asked, this time death prison star thief, hardly any gains.

What exactly is the purpose of their presence here?

Of course, Zixuan ignored the ink and continued to fly forward.

“Don't you want to know why the people behind you are always sleepless?” The ink said again, smiling slightly on his face.

Zijuan stopped.

Lei Lan was slow to wake up, and he had always wondered, but did not feel the life of the other person was in danger, so he regarded it as a normal sleep.

At the moment, there seems to be some problem.

He fell and stared at the ink and said, "What do you mean? ”

The ink smiled lightly, “Shall we make a deal? ”

Purple shook his head, coldly: “Not interested! ”

The smile on the ink face was not diminished, and he said again: "Actually, whether you're interested or not, you should hear me out. Because that's our basic manners, isn't it? ”

Purple said indifferently: "There is no need to be polite to you rats! ”

“Purple, watch your tone!” Six less coldly said.

Purple looked at each other and flashed a slaughter in his eyes, "Wanna die? ”

A cold breath of forest gushed out of the purple body, perceived this breath, six less look changed, shouted: “Have you broken the border? ”

The ink's eyes were bright, and he wasn't sure about some of the news, but there was a smile on his face at the moment.

“Looks like that spirit-crystalline vein, you really got it. So, will you hand it over? ”

Without waiting for Purple to refuse, the ink continues: “I have a way to destroy all the souls of man, to make him completely dead, and there is no possibility of resurrection! ”

As he spoke, he looked at the thunder on the back of the purple, always gentle to him, but for the first time in his eyes appeared a sharp color.

This is the final backhand!