The Demonic Magic Emperor

Dazhen Xianwei's

A group of people walked in the fog like white sugar gourds, pulling red ropes in their hands. Zhuo Fan walked in front, followed by Sun Butler holding his clothes firmly behind to prevent him from escaping.

Because the fog was too large, even two people next to each other were unable to see each other's figures, so everyone could only use their sense of touch to stay close to each other to prevent loss.

When everyone came to the center of the misty forest, and no one could escape from here, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped.

“What's up?”Sun Guanjia froze, feeling a hint of uneasiness in her heart, and the hand holding Zhuo Fan's clothes tightened involuntarily.

Zhuo Fan smiled evilly, "Zhou Fan, I will send you here. Huang Quan's path is still up to you."

Suddenly startled, Sun Guanjia realized that he was in a trap. Inevitably closing, Zhuo Fan pulled to the side, then photographed with a palm.

With a touch, the clothes were smashed into pieces. But the one wrapped in clothes was not Zhuo Fan, but a thick piece of wood.

This ... When did this kid leave?

Stewardess Sun saw all of this in surprise, but along the way, she kept Zhuo Fan from cheating, but unexpectedly let him escape.

"Quickly, back the same way," Sun Butler quickly turned around, anxiously saying.

Hearing his words, the crowd immediately pulled the red thread back.

However, at this moment, the last person shouted in the fog: "It's no good anymore, the red rope broke again."

Hearing this, the crowd was embarrassed when faced with a storm. In the fog, without the guidance of the red rope, how could they return safely?

Sun Guanjia even gritted her teeth with her teeth: "Damn, she was nurtured by this little rabbit."

"Come here, bring that surnamed Pang."

"Sun Manager, that's not good, Pang's surname is gone."

"Fuck!"

Sun Butler smashed into the ground violently, punching the ground into a huge hole of one square meter.

He would have never thought that he had worked all his life, step by step, and ended up in the hands of a smelly child.

"Stinky boy, that old man crossed more bridges than you walked. Don't think that a small misty forest could trap the old man." Sun Guanjia shouted to the sky, "You must destroy you as you wait for the old man to leave. Ten thousand corpses. "

"Hehehe ... Then you'll never have this chance."

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan's light laughter rang out in the misty forest, and the white mist faintly became red with blood at the next moment.

"What's wrong, the fog turned red!"

"Sun Manager, you have complete information, this ... what happened?"

A bandit shouted anxiously, but no one answered. When he touched back and forth, he could never find the figure again, as if everyone disappeared at once, leaving him alone.

The experience of others is exactly the same as his. Everyone connected to the red rope had disappeared.

Sun Butler looked at all of this, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, muttering: "This ... this .. formation!"

After all, Sun Guan, who had lived for most of his life, had enough information, but the more he looked, the more he knew the strength of this formation, and the more afraid he was.

All the forming methods were borrowed from world powers. With just one manipulator, you can kill a dozen or so of the same power in a formation, and its power is immeasurable.

However, he never thought that they would be caught in a formation.

"Zhuofan, you .. who are you?"

Stewardess Sun shuddered, with deep fear in her eyes like never before.

He was finally able to see now that Zhuofan was not an ordinary person at all, how could an ordinary person understand formations? If Zhuo Fan showed him the formation at the beginning, he did not even have the courage to chase after him.

Luo Yunshang, who controlled the entire array, understood the situation within the array. At this moment, he did not consciously see Zhuo Fan beside him, his eyes full of curiosity.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan still kept Gu Jing's impenetrable face and said lightly: "Kill!"

Kill it!

Luo Yunshang heard the instructions, and the trick in his hand immediately changed.

Suddenly, the blood-red fog suddenly turned pure black, swallowing everyone into a thick black fog. If they could not see others before, at this moment, they would not even see themselves at all.

Just in the ears, wailing cries resounded, as if thousands of ghosts were all around.

Loneliness and fear made their hearts completely lose resistance, and black air flowed into their bodies unhindered.

They just feel that their mind, body and soul are being swallowed by something, but they cannot resist it.

At this moment, they had nothing but fear in their eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, Zhuo Fan's eyes shone with excitement, and one shone away from Luo Yunshang, and came to another place, sitting cross-legged.

All the formations recorded in the Nine Nine Secret Notes could be linked to the recipe of the Heavenly Dahua Demon.

Now that everyone in the formation has been demonized, then he will withdraw all the power of the people ...