> whirring - the rapid whistling sound was piercing.

The Clown King who was swept out quickly disappeared into the darkness, and in the darkness there was a creepy giggle.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from Huaxia, right? Oh, I didn't expect that the Seraphic Angel of Huaxia had fallen for so long, and it was really unbelievable that he could still produce a strong person. ”

"Hmph, forget to tell you, I'm one of the Seraphs, the Dark Angel!"

Jia Zhenjing sneered at the endless darkness.

"You are one of the Seraphs? How is it possible that !! Seraphs were all in the Greek wasteland back then, and all of them are still alive? Are the two angels in the prison also survivors?"

The Clown King was awe-inspiring, he really couldn't imagine that there were still living among the Seraphs.

"If that's the case, then, is the strongest of the Seraphs, the Holy War Angel!!, still alive?

Obviously, at the mention of the Seraph, the Clown King's love is extremely excited.

It's as if he's an old friend with the Seraph.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if he's still alive or not, it's important today. You must die!"

Jia Zhenjing raised his eyebrows, quickly pulled out a long sword with a cold light from his waist and pointed it directly at the clown king's pale face, and sneered: "The legendary clown king of the dark prison can still be afraid of our Seraph, it seems that this dark prison is nothing more than that." ”

"Is that really the case? Do you think I'm afraid of the Seraph? Joke, I've lived so long the Clown King, who am I afraid of besides those monsters in the depths of the Dark Prison? If I'm right, the Holy War Angel should be surnamed Lin, right?"

"Oh, it seems that you know a lot, but if you know so much, you will die too!" Jia Zhenjing stared at him with a sneer, as if he was looking at a prey that was about to die.

"Giggle...... Who wouldn't know the legendary Lin family, the legendary anti-heaven family? Back then, all the strongest fighters died in the hands of the Lin family, and sooner or later someone would find them to settle this account, what is my clown king afraid of?"

"Well, since you already know so much, let's make amends with your life!"

"Whoa—"

Almost as soon as the words fell, the black light suddenly rose, and Jia Zhenjing turned into a black light and quickly attacked in the direction of the clown king.

"Yasheng Yizhongtian, you really think you can kill me, then let you see how powerful my clown king really is, woo wow-"

Whoa-

The Clown King suddenly disappeared into the endless darkness, and the terrifying voice of the Clown King was transmitted throughout the dark space.

"Quack quack...... My Clown King has lived so long, and there are indeed quite a few who dare to offend my majesty. But they all end miserably, and I wonder what your fate will be this time? My Clown King will not only make you laugh, but also- there is a knife in the laughter!"

Suddenly, the Clown King's voice stopped abruptly.

"Clown puppet!"

Whoop -

The space was turbulent, and the violent air currents shook the space.

Just when Jia Zhenjing was preparing to strike, he actually saw two familiar shadows.

"Blood Angels! Fallen Angels!"

Jia Zhenjing's eyes were red, and he saw with his own eyes that in the endless darkness, two figures were pulled out of the darkness by two thin lines like hooked fish.

"Quack, you're mistaken, it's not them, it's just a clown puppet. ”

Gradually-

The clown king's shadow peeled out of the darkness, so white that he could barely find any rosy on his face, which was indistinguishable from a blank sheet of paper.

However, he held two thin ropes in his hands.

The other ends of the rope were tied to the limbs of the Blood Angel and the Fallen Angel.

At this moment, they who roared wildly in the depths before have now become the puppet toys of the Clown King.

The two of them stared blankly, leaning together weakly, just like two living dead, without any self-control.

"What did you do to the two of them?!"

Jia Zhenjing roared.

My heart couldn't help but feel like I had been poked by something, and the pain was incomparable.

"Oh, nothing, they're just puppets of my Clown King now, of course. You're going to have to be my clown king's puppet soon, don't worry, it'll be soon. The Clown King spread his fingers and stood in the darkness, his hands controlling the rope, and the Blood Angel and the Fallen Angel moved at the same time.

The two of them were covered in thin threads, and even when they walked, the Clown King was manipulating them.

The two angels have such a super strong cultivation, and they are actually controlled by the clown king as a puppet, you can imagine how powerful the clown king must be!

"Let them go for me! If you have the ability, come at me!" Jia Zhenjing roared.

The Seraphic members are like brothers and sisters in their affection for each other.

Seeing this scene, Jia Zhenjing's heart was dripping blood, as if he had been cut by a knife piece by piece.

I don't know what happened to the two of them.

"Coming at you, then how can I come at you? Lord Dark Angel, no one has ever dared to instruct me to do things for my clown king, why don't you let your brothers fight, what do you think?" the clown king looked at him with a sneer.

"You're just a clown! you'll always be a funny clown!"

"You are not allowed to say that I am a funny clown!" the Clown King suddenly scolded.

He hates it most when people say he's a funny clown.

This made him uncomfortable, and no one ever dared to call him a funny clown in front of him.

"You're just a funny clown, do you think you can still be a big clown?" Jia Zhenjing continued to sneer. The clown king's excitement seemed to have given him something to grasp.

From a psychological point of view, the Clown King must have experienced something before, otherwise he would not have heard the funny clown, and the mood would fluctuate so much.

"You're looking for death! Then my clown king will be fulfilled! Puppeteer, kill him for me!"

The clown king's weird laughter rang out, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness, his hands constantly controlling the rope, and then the two puppeteers actually began to kill in the direction of Jia Zhenjing under the control.

"Your grandfather's grandmother's grandfather, he was really controlled by him, Nangong Shui, degenerate! Wake me up, open your eyes and see who I am!"

Jia Zhenjing shouted as hard as he could.

"Kill, kill, kill. Crush this ant to death, my Clown King's favorite thing to watch is the good show of brother slaughter. Quack-"

The clown king, hiding in the depths of the darkness, was quietly in a corner, his eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his two slender slender hands were constantly manipulating the thin line.

This is one of the best stunts of the Clown King, the Clown Puppet.