If Ling Luoyu knew what it was, he might have started to deal with it now.

Where would it be here, wasting words with him.

"What should I do then? Both of you... are the result of a head-on confrontation, and none of them have found out why!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought a little bit terrified.

Even Ling Luoyu doesn't know anything, so it can be seen how terrifying this thing is!

Regardless of its speed or its combat effectiveness, I'm afraid that both of them can drink a pot.

Feng Chenglin swallowed, "Then... Or, let's try again, just try the method just now?"

"...Are you sure?" Ling Luoyu's expression was subtle.

"What's not certain about this, we have already practiced just now, so it's a surprise, right?!" Feng Chenglin chuckled disapprovingly, and moved his hands and feet: "Anyway, we did the first time. If it is successful, do it again...experience, there should be no problem, come on!"

Both of them are trapped here now.

There is no choice but to find out what that thing is.

Therefore, even if it is an adventure, the two of them have to take a risk! !

After making up his mind, the two of them had good eyes, and again following the steps just now, Ling Luoyu once again withdrew from the barrier.

The moment Feng Chenglin flew up, he looked behind Lin Luoyu and motioned with his eyes again.

Only this time, the direction he signaled was not behind her, but on the left.

The soul blade kills to the left.

As expected, he still bumped into something and was bounced back again, but this time, Ling Luoyu clothed the barrier.

The barrier this time was not to protect herself, but to trap that thing.

"Crack..."

A black bolt of lightning was trapped in the enchantment, snapped and jumped, and his laughter was distorted-the black giant python.

Feng Chenglin yelled "Wow, yeah," and was dragged off by Ling Luoyu. He vomited several more mouthfuls. He even vomited bitter gall, his face pale and pale.

While wiping his mouth, he looked at the lightning that was still twisting and jumping in the barrier, frowning.

"...What the **** is this so special?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen..." Ling Luoyu bit his finger and circled the small barrier a few times: "Fat man, you say... is it alive or dead?"

"It must be alive, you see it jumping so happy, so happy..."

Before finishing speaking, he glanced at Ling Luoyu, took a breath, scratched his head.

"But... this is obviously not like this living thing!?"

In their cognition, living things should refer to that kind of grass, small animals.

At least something that can breathe, gasp, live or die.

But what about this thing in front of me?

It looks like...a black rope!

Just a rope that can jump!

This thing...how do you look at it, it doesn't seem to be alive!

But if there is no life and it is a dead thing, then what is the meaning of it crackling so jubilantly?

"The Third Young Master...Do you think it is alive or dead?"

"I can't tell, I don't feel..."

It's over, something that even Ling Luoyu can't feel is definitely not a good thing.

"That..." Feng Chenglin aimed at a soul blade suspended in the air, raised his eyebrows, and made a smirk: "Let's let it try?"