The atmosphere is a little heavy.
But for the three people behind them, only the body of the blood dragon was in their eyes. The little princess was still working hard to button her eyes, and the saint took blood carefully. Nan Luo was lying on the top of the blood dragon, observing a keel. He felt that the bones here were different from other places.
Suddenly, the dull atmosphere burst into killing intent, and the white-clothed man made a move, and a monster eye pupil appeared between his eyebrows, which was dark purple.
It was like a mirror, reflecting another Li Heng. In an instant, his expression wandered and his consciousness became more and more drowsy.
The man in white smiled, but this smile was a bit cold.
The three people not far away looked up and stopped paying attention.
It's a pity that Li Heng woke up in just a few short breaths. He glanced at Zitong, nothing, and then grabbed it with his big hand.
Because of the close distance, and no one would have thought that he would wake up.
This big hand directly detained the purple pupil of the white-clothed man, and then threw it to the little princess: "This gem is not bad, it looks pretty."
what!
The white-clothed man screamed, his eyebrows bleed, his whole body was trembling, his steps retreated again and again, and severe pain occupied his whole body.
That is his spiritual eye! It was also his biggest support, but now it was directly dug out by Li Heng.
The Daguan powerhouse behind him showed anger one by one.
The white-clothed man roared: "Kill him, hurry, kill him, damn... the spiritual eye of my son."
Snapped!
The big black pot was enveloped, and the white-clothed man was absorbed into it.
Li Heng swept through the few Daguan powerhouses who were ready to take action, and said lightly: "You dare to take action against the son of the human god emperor, is it because you think your family's Daguan tradition is too long? Or do you think your family treats you? not good?"
Son of God Emperor, these four words are a terrible trump card.
Prior to this, several powerful men in Shenwu Academy wanted to assassinate him, and they didn't know how long they planned, but their luck was bad, and the Purgatory Blood Dragon just appeared under the monument.
As for these people in Daguan.
To be honest, with Li Heng's current realm, plus the flame armor, he held the giant queer of the heavenly gods, and then ate one or two spirit pills.
Unless it's the kind of super powerful Great Sage, or the quasi emperor, the average powerhouse really can't kill him.
Among the five people in front of the grand view, there is no Zhun emperor.
Li Heng didn't need to be afraid of anything.
"Stop it!" The middle-aged woman took a deep breath, her face was ugly, and gritted her teeth and said: "His Royal Highness, it is the disciple of this seat who has no choice but to show mercy to the prince."
Li Heng smiled: "It's safe, this prince is not the kind of cold and ruthless person, he just made a little mistake, and he is not going to kill him."
The chaotic fire is still burning, and the temperature is getting higher and higher.
The strong face of Daguan is stiff.
The white-clothed man in the pot screamed again and again and was still struggling, but could he shake the imprisoning power of the big black pot
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Li Heng comforted: "Nothing will happen."
what!
The man in white screamed and fainted.
The powerful man quickly looked at Li Heng.
He confided and explained: "Normal reaction, I originally wanted to help him temper some of his physique, who knows that his physique is so weak."
Fortunately, the refinement succeeded in the next moment, otherwise Li Heng really didn't know how to explain it, after all, he said he wouldn't kill him.
The man in white who poured out of the big black pot was very weak, with a dizzy consciousness, and the power of life in his body was looming.
Well!
Li Heng took out a large number of spirit pills, about a hundred or so, ranging from Tier 4 to Tier 8, with different colors.
He was looking for one that could save the man in white clothes among the pile of spirit pills, but he quickly remembered that his understanding of spirit pills was 0.1.
The injury on the white man's body seemed a bit serious, especially with his spiritual eyes removed.
The four great masters were stunned.
Li Heng wiped a cold sweat and murmured, "What kind of pill should I use? Well, I have to look for it, ah! There, the eighth-order heart-binding pill should be effective."
In fact, he didn't know whether this heart-binding pill was effective, but he thought of the eighth rank, and he thought it would have it.
Fortunately, the goddess of destiny was on his side. The man in white who took the heart-binding pill quickly recovered the vitality in his body.
He chose a few more spiritual pills and stuffed them into the middle-aged woman in Daguan, and said solemnly: "Take it, this is for him, and besides... the spiritual eye is really not good, so I can use it for fun. It’s okay, but don’t practice, let him find another way."
Ha ha!
The middle-aged woman squeezed a smile: "Thank you, the prince for not killing." She was not polite. She accepted the spirit pill as a acquiescence to the spiritual eye, and then hurriedly left here with the white-clothed man.
Eh!
Li Heng sighed: "This prince is really tolerant!"
It's a shame that the man in white didn't hear this sentence, otherwise, he would definitely jump out, vomiting blood and cursing: "Your uncle."
It's really tolerant and generous to send so few elixirs to other people's spiritual eyes.