Chapter 1458 Divine elixir, what does this mean?
Bei Tinghuang sneered, at this time he had already held a golden pill in his hand, but he was not in a hurry to deliver it to his mouth, "Here, you don't have to worry, as long as you have the determination to die, young master I will grant your wish!"
Ming Su laughed angrily, he suddenly felt that Bei Tinghuang was extremely stupid, "You are indeed very strong, but, what qualifications do you have to fight with this young master? Just relying on your strength, which can't be surpassed by a **** emperor, you can use it to your advantage. After the big move, being able to stand here already makes this young master very admired, do you still want to continue fighting?"
Even if Beitinghuang has very powerful monsters, so what? Without a Healer, just relying on the Warcraft itself, if the strength is not strong enough, there is no strength to fight them at all.
Bei Tinghuang glanced at Ming Su with an idiot-like look. He spread his palm open, and in his palm was a gleaming golden pill, which was very dazzling in the night. Like the sun shrunk in the palm of his hand, he held the elixir in his fair white hand, his eyes drooped, and his eyes fell on the elixir, wondering what he was thinking about.
But above the elixir, the rich fragrance has spread out, floating in the air. Everyone's eyes were fixed on this elixir, the golden color, god-level elixir, which was almost extinct in the Dark Demon Realm, unexpectedly appeared in the hands of this young man.
Sparks of greed burst out from the eyes, and some people who were not determined even moved their fingers and took a step forward. If it weren't for the companion next to him to hold him back, these people would probably rush forward impulsively to **** him.
Bei Tinghuang smiled slightly, clasped his palm, and put the elixir into his mouth.
"bring it on!"
Bei Tinghuang's palm rubbed against the hilt of the soft sword, her five fingers gripped the hilt tightly, her body was already like an arrow, and she shot towards Ming Subiao, and the sword in his hand shot like a thunderbolt Before he could cover his ears, he slammed towards the top of Ming Su's head fiercely.
clang!
A long spear came obliquely from the side, blocking Bei Tinghuang's soft sword. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ming Su's heel slipped in the air, his body was shot backwards, and he left the battlefield. At this time, he really had no strength to fight again.
In the slanted sky, a boy-like man with white beard and hair, holding a long spear and the soft sword in Bei Tinghuang's hand had already slammed into each other fiercely. The flames of metal collisions exploded in the sky like a blooming firework. Above the sky, the figures of two people retreated quickly. The person retreated three steps away, while Bei Tinghuang retreated more than ten steps.
Compete for points!
However, seeing this situation, almost all the onlookers showed shocking expressions in their eyes, and looked at Bei Tinghuang with a pair of horrified, monster-like eyes.
"Who is this young man? That's the elder Chi in the spiritual realm!" Among the herring gang, herring's voice was trembling, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back. Fortunately, he didn't rush to **** it, otherwise he might be Ended up like the Tiger Gang.
(end of this chapter)