Shi Feiying had the ability to resurrect the dead? This really gave Han Lang and the others a huge shock.
"Impossible! My poison gas can't be so weak! "Dark Man Ye roared angrily.
Han Lang grabbed him and said, "Don't be rash! Look at the faces of these people. They are still green and lifeless. Therefore, Shi Feiying only resurrected a group of dead people. He made these dead people move again. "
Dark Man Ye listened to Han Lang and observed carefully. Indeed, those who stood up again still looked like corpses. Their bodies were cold and their faces were livid. They were like a group of walking corpses.
Hahahaha!
Shi Feiying laughed in the air and said, "Your observation is indeed very detailed. Unfortunately, you can't stop anything!
"To tell you the truth, my surname is not 'lion' as in lion, but 'corpse' as in corpse!
"I've been in seclusion for many years because of my dirty tricks. I was afraid that people would gossip about me. I wanted to clear my name so that my disappointing sons would be able to face others in the future.
"But today, you forced me to do this! I only have six sons in total. You crippled five of them in one go! This is a blood feud! You must pay with blood! "
Boom!
Suddenly, Shi Feiying's body expanded. His golden hair floated in the air and his body glowed brighter and brighter.
It was as if he had gone mad. His joints crackled, and it was obvious that he was circulating his cultivation technique to the maximum. As his cultivation technique began to take effect, the walking corpses all raised their heads. Their eyes had already turned blood-red, and black fingernails stretched out from the gaps between their fingers.
"Arrogant my ass! It's his bad luck to meet you! Use your Absolute Darkness and take away his superpower! "Dark Man Ye said in a low voice.
"Wait a little longer," Han Lang said. "I realized that Shi Feiying's martial arts are very similar to a legend."
"Legend?" Dark Man Ye was puzzled.
"Yes. Lu Yao left me many memories. One of them was about evil spirit possession. It is said that some warriors with extreme dark constitutions can achieve evil after maximizing their energy. It is an extremely rare phenomenon …"
The Darkness Heavenly King Lu Yao had indeed left a lot of information for Han Lang. This information was sealed deep within Han Lang's brain. Normally speaking, Lu Yao's information and memories were not very useful to Han Lang. Firstly, he did not have a pure darkness physique. Secondly, Han Lang did not live in the darkness system. It was very difficult for him to come into contact with the strange things that Lu Yao had described.
And now, Shi Fei Ying's unique superpower had triggered Han Lang's memories. He remembered that Evil Spirit Possession was a very powerful ability of the dark element. In Lu Yao's memories, it seemed that through some special transformation, one could extract a very unique type of energy from the Evil Spirit Possession.
The battle was simple, and even killing the Lion Eagle was not difficult. However, Han Lang was hesitating. Should he try using the spell that Lu Yao had left behind? If he succeeded, he would obtain an extremely evil energy, which might come in handy one day.
Just as Han Lang was hesitating, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, Shi Fei Ying's body exploded!
His humanoid appearance was torn to pieces. His golden hair danced in the air, revealing another creature hidden inside his body.
It was a man covered in black, with a pair of strange blood-red eyes. He was bald, and on top of his head were rows of small horns. His broken teeth were like a row of steel nails. His fingernails were half a meter long, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.
This was the true form of the Lion Eagle! The horrifying appearance that was hidden under the normal human appearance!
The black light enveloped the Lion Eagle's body. Even his sons were stunned. They did not expect their father to look like this.
If this was their father, the person who had watched them grow up over the years, who was he?
In short, the Lion Eagle seemed to have become the incarnation of the devil. This could explain to a certain extent why he could resurrect the dead and possess such evil energy.
Think about it, the Lion Eagle was actually the Corpse Eagle. Not only was the name strange, it was also filled with some kind of evil.
"I have to capture him alive!" Han Lang thought.
Shi Feiying's display of his trump card had piqued Han Lang's curiosity. He was beginning to wonder what kind of messy stuff Lu Yao had left for him. Memories of darkness? Could it be that the Lion Eagle's appearance was what Lu Yao was looking for?
Just as Han Lang made up his mind to capture the Lion Eagle, who had strange superpowers, suddenly, a ray of light shot out from the sky.
In this ray of light, a huge black coffin suddenly jumped out. It was inlaid with many skulls, and it went straight for the Lion Eagle.
"Ah!!!"
The Lion Eagle let out a scream. His eyes were wide open, and he stared at the black coffin. His lips had already turned purple.
It was as if he recognized the coffin, and was filled with fear towards it.
The Lion Eagle seemed to be pinned down by an inexplicable force. He did not resist, but his whole body trembled as he was directly stuffed into the huge skeleton coffin.
* Boom! *
The huge coffin landed in front of Han Lang and the others, stirring up a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, Han Lang found that the skeleton coffin had disappeared. In its place was a group of people, a group of strange people who had hidden themselves under black cloaks. They did not show their faces, but their bodies exuded a cold and gloomy aura.
* Swish *
A black warrior was holding a small coffin in his hand. It seemed to be formed after the skeleton coffin had shrunk. He smiled and hung the coffin on the necklace around his neck.
"Thank you. If you hadn't attracted his attention, we wouldn't have been able to catch this beast so easily," the black warrior said with a smile.
Han Lang looked at the Lion Eagle's sons, and found that they had died at some point. Black blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, and the corpses that had just been resurrected by the Lion Eagle fell one by one. This time, it was very likely that they were really dead.
Cries of anguish came from the distance. Those were the ordinary tribesmen of the Griffin Tribe. They had gathered behind to watch the battle, but for some reason, they began to fall one by one. Black blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, just like the Lion Eagle's sons.
The black man laughed again. He said, "As a reward, I have already cleaned up this tribe for you. Also, aren't you looking for Aqua Ming? You'd better act fast. As far as I know, only this little guy was brought to the Griffin Tribe, and the two big ones were sent to the Tribal Alliance. "
"The blood of the Fated Creature, Aqua Ming, is known as the Blue Gold. It is very nutritious for humans. I think the Tribal Alliance will definitely not let the two big Aqua Ming leave for nothing. If you want to bring them back, I'm afraid you will have to fight hard."
Han Lang was still calm and collected. The black man tilted his head and said, "What? Are you still not satisfied? If you fight with me, and then go to save the Aqua Ming, do you really think that you can defeat the entire Tribal Alliance with a group of crippled soldiers? "
Han Lang still did not speak. He was thinking quickly in his heart. All of this was too bizarre. The Lion Eagle had the superpower to resurrect the dead, which echoed the ancient evil legend left behind by Lu Yao. When Han Lang wanted to take down the Lion Eagle, a group of masked men beat him to it.
Who were they?
Who was the Lion Eagle?
"Don't be fooled!" At this time, the black man pulled Han Lang and said in his ear, "These guys also use poison, and their poison techniques are not any weaker than mine."
Han Lang obviously understood the black man's words. The black blood that flowed from the corners of the mouths of those who died was the best proof. If he was not worried about the other party's poison attack, Han Lang would have already ordered to rush forward.
At this time, the black man hidden in the cloak sneered again. His voice was bone-chilling.
"You'd better listen to him. After all, he's the expert in using poison. My poison is actually not as powerful as that brother's. We're about the same. The reason why I can poison these little lions to death is because they've already been poisoned by you."
"However, each poison is different. If you still want to stop me, both of us will suffer. I advise you to hurry up and save those two Water Nether Beasts. Don't waste your energy here. If you're late, they might have already been eaten by someone. You should be clearer than me about the evilness of humans."
Obviously, this black man was smart. He had calculated that he and Han Lang would not be able to fight, because both sides knew how to use poison, and their poisons could not be neutralized.
Therefore, he had no fear and snatched the Lion Eagle in front of Han Lang.
Suddenly …
Without any warning, a bow appeared in Han Lang's hand. The Divine Bow, Flying Feather!
He drew the bow and released the arrow in one go!
A white light flashed and shot towards the black man who was sneering!
He seemed to have forgotten that besides being the commander of the Wolf Fang Battle Tactic, Han Lang was also good at long-range attacks!
Ka ~
The Flying Feather Bow seemed to have hit something, but Han Lang did not dare to be sure, because thick yellow smoke rose from the place where the group was standing, enveloping them.
"Don't go near! Don't go near! That guy knows how to use poison! "The black man shouted, pushing the agitated people back.
"Han Lang? Very good, I will remember your name. In all these years, you are the first existence who dares to sneak attack me. "The black man's voice came from afar. They had already run far away under the cover of the thick smoke.
Han Lang carried Xiao Bao and turned to leave. Everyone followed him. The war was not over. They still had to rush to the territory of the Tribal Alliance to save Xiao Bao's parents.
Sima Hun Feng took the opportunity to approach Han Lang and said in a low voice, "You were a bit rash just now. The best strategy is to let them go. It's not worth it to use poison on each other."
The reason why Sima Hun Feng had raised his opinion in a low voice was also for Han Lang's sake. He was afraid of hurting Han Lang's confidence, which was the most important thing for a commander.
Han Lang did not comment and gently wiped the wound on Xiao Bao's back. The tube had penetrated very deep into his body and extracted a lot of blood. The little guy was a little weak at the moment, hiding in Han Lang's embrace and twitching, as if he was very afraid.
Han Lang curled his lips and said, "I just can't stand his arrogant manner. It's as if he knows everything and wants to dictate someone's fate. Pfft! A person's fate can only be dictated by themselves! "
Sima Hun Feng was slightly startled. He did not expect that Han Lang was actually thinking about this. The more time they spent together, the more rebellious Han Lang's heart became.
"Let's go straight to the Tribal Alliance!" Han Lang jumped onto the dark ship and shouted, "Let those fellows who control the freedom of others die!"
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