Chapter 501: Unable to be defended

Han Bing succeeded with a knife, and the terrifying force that rushed towards Master Divine Turtle disappeared without a trace...

Master Divine Turtle returned to normal, and he looked at Hanbing with surprise.

Hanbing held the short knife in his hand, stared at the little palace maid in a panic, and asked in surprise: "Are you dead long ago?"

The little palace maid didn't say anything, and the pink gauze suddenly disappeared, replaced by a serious and neat palace maid's suit. Her face was pale but extremely clean. Her head was tied high and wrapped around her head.

The burning bonfire suddenly went out, and the space around it turned bloody.

Hanbing looked at the weird shape and pale face of the little palace maid, and felt a chill rising from his heel to his head.

The little palace maid had no expression on her pale face.

In the blood-red space, Han Bing and Master Turtle saw it clearly.

The little palace maid is straight and has no expression on her face. She has a pretty little face, but she is covered with a thick layer of white powder.

What is even more surprising and scary is the embroidered shoes on the little palace maid's feet.

It was a pair of extra-large red embroidered shoes, with bright red uppers embroidered with black peonies.

The little palace maid's feet are very delicate, but the embroidered shoes on their feet are three or four times larger than ordinary embroidered shoes.

Hanbing fought a cold war, and he suddenly remembered a terrifying legend.

Master Divine Turtle's face was pale, and he flashed and blocked Hanbing. Hanbing saved him, and he would never let anyone hurt Hanbing.

Hanbing sighed secretly that it was also his Hanbing's blessing to have a subordinate like Master Divine Turtle.

Master Divine Turtle stared at the pair of extra-large red embroidered shoes on the little palace maid's feet.

"General... Could it be that the terrifying legend of Zhao Jingcheng be true?" Master Divine Turtle took a breath of coldness.

Hanbing stood behind Master Divine Turtle and said tremblingly: "Do you know that legend too?"

The legend of the red embroidered shoes in the deserted palace of Zhao Jingcheng, let alone Master Han Bing and the Divine Turtle, even ordinary people will have heard of it. However, not many people believe it, and the greater the ability, the more they sneer.

Han Bing and Master Divine Turtle didn't believe it at first, but now the facts are in front of them.

Master Divine Turtle looked at the little palace maid in front of him, and he couldn't believe his eyes. How could a dead person come back from the dead? How could a dead person sing and dance? How could he have such powerful lethality?

The little palace maid suddenly opened her eyes.

Master Divine Turtle was shocked.

A terrifying light suddenly burst out from the little palace maid's cold eyes.

How come this is like a dead person?

Master Divine Turtle involuntarily took several steps back.

Hanbing held the short knife in his hand tightly and was ready for the sneak attack of the little palace maid at any time.

The little palace maid glanced at Han Bing and Master Divine Turtle, and suddenly spoke: "Have you ever heard of resentment?"

"Resentment?" Han Bing and Master Divine Turtle both looked confused.

"There is a kind of resentment that is obsessed with the will of heaven that can transform into an original form. The time for the original form is preserved is different, three to five months, decades, or even longer..." The little palace maid said, and a hint of unaware sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "I have died long ago, but I am very lucky that my resentment has transformed into my original form, waiting in this old well."

Han Bing couldn't help asking: "Why are you staying in this old well? Is there really a treasure of gold and silver here?" Han Bing stared at the pair of extra-large red embroidered shoes on the little palace maid's feet while speaking.

The little palace maid sneered: "You are about to die, and you are still thinking about the treasure of gold and silver?"

Han Bing sneered: "What can you do to me if you are a dead person?" Han Bing said this, but his heart was thumping.

This woman is too weird. She can't tell her spiritual power, but she has extremely powerful attacking power! Not to mention anything else, just the deadly soul-piercing demon sound is unbearable.

After Han Bing said this, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated! But now, Han Bing doesn’t know the true strength of his opponent.

There was a strange smile on the corner of the little palace maid's mouth: "There is one thing that you may never dream of."

Han Bing glanced at Master Gui Turtle and couldn't help blurting out: "What's the matter?"

The little palace maid said with slightest thought: "The prehistoric heart-feeding beast is a prehistoric divine beast, how could it be in this well?"

The prehistoric world is an existence with the same plane as the God Realm, but here is Mo You Da 6. Mo You Da 6 and the Prehistoric world belong to two different planes. The Prehistoric world is definitely a high-level existence above Mo You Da 6! But now, the Prehistoric Heart-Eating Beast actually died in an old well of Mo You Da 6.

Is this old well unusual or something else?

Hanbing doesn't know!

The knowledgeable Master Divine Turtle doesn’t know either!

The answer can only be waited for the little palace maid to reveal.

The little palace maid was floating in the bright red space without moving. She suddenly laughed, first with the princess laughing, then laughed loudly, and finally covered her stomach and rolled back and forth in the bright red space!

Laugh echoed in the bright red space.

Master Divine Turtle suddenly felt the pressure, an invincible pressure.

Soul-piercing demon sound!

Master Divine Turtle and Han Bing never dreamed that the laughter of the little palace maid was actually the soul-piercing demon sound!

singing!

Crying sound!

laughter!

This soul-piercing demon sound is really unpredictable.

A huge force lifted Master Divine Turtle and Ice out and hit the hard wall of the well as steel.

Master Divine Turtle released his spiritual power, and a powerful spiritual energy wrapped him up.

Bang bang...bang bang...

The divine turtle master and Han Bing collided on the well wall almost at the same time.

Dust is flying, and the wall is cracked.

The spiritual defense of Master Divine Turtle offset most of the terrifying force. Even so, Master Divine Turtle was injured. Fortunately, the injury was very minor and it didn't get in the way!

Hanbing is not as lucky as Master Turtle.

The soul-piercing demon sound suddenly controlled his mind.

In a daze, he was knocked away by the powerful force of the little palace maid.

Because the mind was controlled, Hanbing had no way to use spiritual power to defend.

Hanbing's body hit the well wall firmly.

Hanbing was bounced out by the hard well wall and fell heavily to the ground. He lay on the ground, his mouth was squirting blood.

"You..." Han Bing pointed at the little palace maid, and was furious. He wanted to support the ground with his hands, but when he lowered his head, he saw the right arm of his right hand hanging down like a bubble of noodles.

Hanbing's right arm was completely destroyed by the force just now.

The huge pain came, and Hanbing almost fainted.

Master Divine Turtle screamed and rushed towards Han Bing: "General, what's wrong with you?"

Hanbing gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain: "Help me... get up..."

Master Divine Turtle trembled his hands and carefully helped Hanbing up.

Hanbing bent over and the blood in his mouth fell to the ground.

The collision just now not only destroyed one of Hanbing's arm, but also injured Hanbing's bloodline.
Chapter completed!