Douluo's New God Court

Chapter 92
"Jie Jie, dear grandson, are you surprised to see me? Didn't expect it to be me?"

"Yang Hong" took a few steps forward, and the two people who had been killed by Yang Dong turned into a gray mist, and strangely merged into the body of "Yang Hong". enjoyment expression.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Dong trembled with chills all over his body.

"You are not the third elder, who are you?!"

Although the person in front of him was very similar to the third elder Yang Hong in Yang Dong's memory, but it gave Yang Dong a very strange feeling, and he was not the third elder in his memory at all.

"Jie Jie, I am Yang Hong, why, I haven't seen you for so many years, you don't even know me, do you?"

"Yang Hong" had a weird smile on his face, and slowly approached Yang Dong's position.

The black liquid on his body dripped continuously on the ground, and soon a black pool of water formed around him.The appearance of this black water pool gave Yang Dong a great pressure.

This pressure is much greater than the pressure brought by those two people just now.

"You can't be the third elder."

Yang Dong frowned, the six soul rings lit up one by one again, and five illusory magic circles descended beside him, and a shadow shrouded his body.

"Yang Hong" stepped into the ghost formation without hesitation, the power of the ghost formation could not enter his side at all, the strange black liquid isolated all the erosion of Yang Dong's ghost formation.

"interesting."

In his hand was holding a flame of the underworld, which was supposed to burn the soul and soul power of a person, and it was extremely docile by his side.

Mingyan is invalid?

Frost wave sword!
Explosive Flame Wave Sword!
Earth Fissure Wave Sword!
Gale Wind Wave Sword!
Yang Dong threw out a lot of wave-type skills in one breath, using the power of wave to simulate the power of elements, Yang Dong got a lot of long-range attack skills.

boom! boom! boom!
The sound of explosions resounded in the forest. Yang Dong's attacks were all easily dispelled by the black liquid black, without causing any effective damage at all.

"Jie Jie, your attack is too weak, I will let you try my attack!"

"Yang Hong" smiled contemptuously, and a ghostly figure appeared behind Yang Dong. The black liquid turned into a pitch-black sickle, and he swung it at Yang Dong.

puff!

Yang Dong raised his sword subconsciously to block.

The black sickle pierced through the Purple Blood Sword and directly struck Yang Dong's chest.

"You can't stop my attack."

"Yang Hong" explained with a smile, and at the same time, the black liquid around his body differentiated into several weapons, attacking Yang Dong from different angles.

Whoa!

puff!

Yang Dong couldn't dodge in time, and suffered a lot of damage again.

"who are you?!"

Yang Dong opened the distance extremely quickly, and looked at "Yang Hong" not far away with horror in his eyes. The irresistible attack, the magical use of energy, all of which appeared in front of him were beyond his comprehension.

"Who am I? Didn't I tell you? I am Yang Hong!"

"Yang Hong" said jokingly.

After the attack just now, he has already confirmed that the boy opposite has no resistance. If that's the case, he doesn't mind saying more.

In that ghostly place all year round, torturing others is his greatest pleasure.

"Of course, you can also call me General Blackwater."

"Yang Hong" spoke casually while walking forward.

"Let me think about it. 300 years ago, the first ancestor of your Wind Sword Sect fled to the Douluo Continent, thinking that he could escape our pursuit. And 20 years ago, the dimensional channel he left behind was cracked for some unknown reason. Not long ago, we successfully tore the seal."

"Everyone in the Wind Sword Sect will die. This is the will of the lord. So, you should die!"

"Yang Hong" manipulated the black water into a pitch-black fist, and punched Yang Dong's position.

"Boom!"

Yang Dong dodged the blow in embarrassment, and the crystal ball in the sea of ​​consciousness flickered crazily as if sensing a crisis.

The bronze-colored gate that had been manifesting was affected by the crystal ball, and there was also a slight movement, as if it was communicating with the crystal ball.

Of course, Yang Dong didn't have much time to pay attention to all this.

"Did the first ancestor of the Wind Sword Sect escape to the Douluo Continent? Then where did he come from? Why do these people chase after the Wind Sword Sect?"

Yang Dong had doubts one after another. He originally thought that Fengjianzong was one of the seven ordinary schools in Douluo Continent, but he learned from the person in front of him who claimed to be General Heishui that things were not as he imagined. Simple.

Just escaping to the Douluo Continent almost fooled Yang Dong. The water on the Douluo Continent is too deep, isn't it?
"Where are my father and mother, what have you done to them?"

Yang Dong took a deep breath and stared at "Yang Hong" who was not far away.

Yang Tianyi?
"Yang Hong" frowned slightly, recalling some of the rumors he had heard before, and said calmly with his expression unchanged: "The two of them naturally died at the hands of the lord."

died?

Yang Dong's body froze, he couldn't believe the answer, but when he saw these people, he felt a little worried in his heart.

Thinking of Lin Qiuyu's meticulous care for him, Yang Dong thought of Yang Tianyi's solid and reliable back even though he was not good at words. Are these two people dead?

Tears burst out of the frame, Yang Dong knew that he shouldn't cry at this time, but he just didn't live up to it.

He remembered.

Why did Yang Tianyi not allow him to return to Fengjianzong back then, and he remembered Lin Qiuyu's reluctant eyes back then.

I'm afraid they will understand in their hearts at that time, that meeting will be the last meeting.

They don't let themselves return to Fengjianzong, is it the last care for themselves?

It's a pity that even if they don't live in Fengjianzong, these people still stick to it like tarsal maggots.

"Jie Jie, it turned out to be a poor bastard who doesn't know anything. Don't cry. We'd better die together, walk faster on Huangquan Road, maybe you can be reunited as a family. At that time, ask carefully Let’s tell the story of your Wind Sword Sect!”

"Yang Hong" showed a smug smile on his face, he just likes to see others in pain, this feeling is really great.

Do not!
Yang Dong looked at the black water that was getting closer and closer to him, and there was a hint of madness on his face. At the same time, the crystal ball seemed to have made a decision, and a beam of light merged into Yang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness. .

As the light beam fell, the crystal ball became a quarter smaller than before.

can't die here,

I want to avenge my parents!

(End of this chapter)