Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2599 Bat Devil
In the general's mansion, a group of guards heard the sound, and immediately guarded the left and right sides of the lobby with long knives, looking at the sky vigilantly.

Wu Song, Pan Jinlian and Wu Yong also came out of the room, leaving only An Daoquan in the room to treat Wu Zhi.

In the night sky, a man in black was like a bat. The bulging black robe came from the sky, standing at a height of 30 meters and staring at everyone coldly.

Wu Song scolded, "You are so courageous, dare to come to the General Army Mansion to act wild?"

The man in black laughed disdainfully, "Little Huangkou, you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Don't say it's your military mansion, even if it's the heaven and the underworld, grandpa can still go there!"

The true immortal coercion on his body was instantly released, shaking everyone on the field physically and mentally.

Hundreds of guards, with low cultivation bases, knelt directly on the ground.

Wu Song and Pan Jinlian also felt as if they were being crushed by a huge mountain, and their knees almost fell to their knees, but Wu Yong took a fan to protect them.

A rainbow of mysterious light emitted from the fan, covering them like a feather coat.

"It's actually a real fairy?"

Wu Yong raised his brows tightly, surprised.

The man in black stared at his fan and screamed strangely, "What a powerful magic weapon, you have such a chance that you can't reach the Dao realm?"

He was excited, envious, and jealous in his words. As he spoke, he released a five-claw iron hook, and grabbed a rope to grab the five-fire and seven-bird fan in Wu Yong's hand.

This iron hook is extraordinary, it is refined from the world's most gloomy cold pool god iron, once touched, knocked, it can instantly turn a person into a popsicle.

The rope at the back is refined from dragon tendons, and it is extremely tough.

The cold hook was shining brightly under the moonlight, and its speed was extremely fast, and it was about to catch the five fire and seven bird fans.

Wu Yong just raised his hand in a flash, and the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan instantly flashed a seven-color light brushing the cold hook.

With a bang, the cold iron magic weapon was smashed to pieces by the seven-colored mysterious light like ice cubes in the air more than ten meters high.

There was only a dragon tendon left, which was taken back by the man in black in amazement.

He stared at the fan of five fires and seven birds, and screamed more and more in his heart, "This treasure belongs to me today!"

The black robe on the man's body was torn apart, revealing two bat-like wings on his back.

Holding the golden dart in his hand, Wu Song shouted, "Bat spirit!"

The man in black roared coldly, "I am the Lord of Hundred Plagues, how can you tarnish my name!"

The wings on his body spread out, and a yellow poisonous mist suddenly released downwards, covering all directions in an instant.

The flowers and plants below withered immediately and turned into puddles of mud on the ground.

"I'll poison you to death!"

The Lord of Hundred Plagues became angry.

However, Wu Yong stood in front of the hall, still calmly waving the feather fan, and fanned it in all directions.

Hu, Hu, Hu!
There was a gust of wind in all directions, swirling toward the poisonous mist.

When the strong wind blows, the poisonous mist is blown away.

The eyes of the Lord of Hundred Plagues were glowing red, and some were jealous and wanted to curse.

This precious fan can block coercion, can use magic weapons, and can even blow wind, it is simply a defensive weapon.

At this moment, Wu Song took the opportunity to throw his golden dart and hit the Baiplague Demon Lord.

As soon as the arrow of the real fairyland came out, the speed was as fast as lightning.

With a swipe, he was about to hit the Hundred Plague Demon Lord, but he was sideways and avoided it.

The arrow drew an arc back in the air and landed in Wu Song's hand.

He scolded angrily, "Smelly bat, if grandpa had a bow and arrow in his hand, he would surely pierce you through a hole with one arrow!"

The Hundred Plague Demon Lord flashed his wings in the air, and shouted, "You little thief, I won't show you any color, you really think I'm a vegetarian."

After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind to fight, and sacrificed the Hundred Plague Demon Banner that he had refined for thousands of years.

Nearly a hundred formation flags flew out of him, swiped, swiped, swiped, and landed on all sides of the hall, trapping the entire hall.

Each of these flags is a kind of plague gas.

The concentration of ordinary plague is diluted, and it only dies slowly when it occurs.

But the plague gas on this banner has been absorbed and refined by the Hundred Plague Demon Lord for many years.

Even if a real fairy is in it, taking a sip will instantly turn into thick water.

He was betting that Wu Yong would not be able to move the treasure fan. After all, the more powerful the magic weapon, the more power it would consume when it was activated.

Although it was a bit risky, but for this precious fan, he was really impatient.

As soon as the formation flag came out, the surrounding area of ​​the lobby instantly turned gray.

Before the miasma came down, Wu Yong fanned the five-fire and seven-bird fan in his hand to create a stream of mysterious light.

Seven-color mysterious light, dedicated to brushing magic weapons.

With a sudden roll, hundreds of formation flags of the Hundred Plague Demon Monarch exploded in an instant.

Wu Yong raised the fan and fanned it again, the strong wind blew up, tearing apart the void, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, and all the miasma was scattered in the air.

The Lord of Hundred Plagues cried out in distress, "My flag!"

Wu Yong couldn't kill him, but he was in a state of absolute defense, and he couldn't do anything to Wu Yong.

The Lord of Hundred Plagues was angry, and suddenly released bat clones from his body, and flew out towards the servants and guards in the mansion.

He wanted to kill people to vent his anger, but if he couldn't kill Wu Yong and the others, he would kill these ordinary people.

These bat clones are very powerful, like black shadows passing by in the air, causing screams to be heard in the mansion.

Wu Yong flashed his fan, enveloped in flames, and burned hundreds of bat clones to death.

It's just that the strength is limited, and it can only protect the surrounding areas of the lobby.

But there are too many bat clones, densely packed, flying out of the Hundred Plague Demon Lord like a swarm of mosquitoes.

After a while, thousands of people in the mansion were all sucked into mummies by this bat.

The blood of the Hundred Plague Demon Lord was lingering, and after devouring the blood of thousands of people, the depression in his heart finally got better.

He yelled coldly at Wu Yong, "You wait, Grandpa borrowed a magic weapon, and he will come to settle accounts with you again!"

He lost his magic weapon, and seeing that Wu Yong couldn't help it, he just flapped his wings and left.

The pressure on the servants who were lucky enough to hide in the lobby just now dropped sharply. One by one, they got up from the ground and rushed out the door, crying and shouting, "Second Aunt, Third Uncle, where are you!"

"Big brother..."

"Five sisters-in-law!"

There were thousands of servants in the whole house, but in the end only a dozen or so escaped by hiding in the lobby.

Their voices are bullying, and they are looking for their relatives among the mummy piles.

Wu Song slammed his fist on the stone pillar beside him, sat down dejectedly and cursed, "I'm going to kill that dead bat!"

Pan Jinlian also stared blankly at the miserable scene in all directions. For some reason, she was thinking of the young man making tea at this moment.

She was startled in her heart, and shook her head quickly, full of disbelief, she just felt that she was crazy, why did he suddenly appear in the sea of ​​gods?
Wu Yong glanced aside, and immediately ordered to Wu Song, "This bat spirit will definitely go and come back. With our ability, we can't kill him. You take my token and go back to my division for help. There is With their help, we can resolve this calamity!"

Wu Song raised his eyebrows and said, "Master's door? Where is Mr. Teacher's door?"

Wu Yong looked to Beidao, "Qizhou Liangshan Island!"

"Where is it?"

Wu Song was taken aback. Of course, he had heard the name of Liangshan Island before.

He never thought that Wu Yong was from Liangshan Island?

　Sao Rui, I'm sorry, I didn't update it yesterday, so I'll make it up for you today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)