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After a series of fierce battles, finally gaining the upper hand, Li Qingshan can't wait to laugh three times. In the picture scroll, although Mo Yu had the upper hand at the beginning, his evil spirit was not endless. He exerted his abilities many times. He was hit hard by Li Qingshan several times in succession, and the consumption was actually huge.
However, Li Qingshan showed amazing stamina. Under the circumstances, Mo Yu gradually lost support. Li Qingshan was slashed by three swords and was defeated. At this time, he wanted to get away, but there was no nàmerongyi.
Li Qingshan firmly grasped the scroll of the painting. Even if the Mohai Dragon King took the shot, he didn't want to snatch the thing from him completely. This scroll does have a magical effect, but if it is strong, it may not be as strong as that made of gold and iron. The magic weapon can't stand the full pull of the two monsters."" The novel chapters are updated the fastest.
"You... Beiyue... what do you want?"
In an instant, Mo Yu's face showed a furious color, but he immediately recovered the dead face of méiyou's expression. Now Beiyue has the upper hand, but Méiyou immediately shot it, obviously because of another plan.
"Why don't you let go first, let's talk slowly?"
Li Qingshan has long seen that this scroll is extremely important to Mo Yu, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of effort to get away after he got out of the scroll. Mo Yu would have been so far away and hard to catch up, but he did not hesitate to let him go. Get away, and take away the picture scroll.
The reason why he didn't rush to take action was to maximize his interests and minimize contradictions. If Mo Yu really comes from the painting, it is very kěnéng that as long as he refines this painting, he can be controlled. With such a personality in his hands, the Mohai Dragon King will have to throw a rat avoidance.
Judging from Mo Yu's performance, he is even more convinced of Ziji's reasoning.
"If you have shime conditions, you can open it up, but you don't have to think about it!"
Mo Yu said decisively, this scroll of painting is his root, although he possesses his own will. Become a monster that can practice, but still can't get rid of this connection, to some extent. He is the so-called tool spirit, if Beiyue is refined, he will only end up as a slave.
"You don't seem to be engaged in qingchu, who is in charge now?"
Li Qingshan pulled back suddenly. The picture scroll was stretched tightly, and although there was still a smile on his face, there was cold light in his red eyes. He glanced at Mo Yu's hand holding the scroll. The originally pale hand has now turned into jet black, almost blending with the painting axis into yiti, otherwise he would consider a jinháng raid.
"If you dare to ruin this painting, you will become a deadly enemy with Mo Hai. From then on, Qingzhou, no. There will be no place for you in Kyushu!"
"Could it be that if I let you go today, can we turn our enemies into friends and be good friends from now on?"
Li Qingshan sneered, this kind of wēixié became more and more mo-feather-looking, and Mo Yu was not subdued or killed today. Is it possible to wait until he has gone through three times of tribulations and become the Demon King before coming to him for revenge
Mo Yu looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, "That's it!"
Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and finally softened! But seeing Mo Yu's expression stern, he pulled it hard, and snorted, and the scroll was broken into two sections. Mo Yu would rather destroy it than give it to Li Qingshan.
At the place where the picture scroll broke, aura burst out, forming a ball of white yèti, changing its shape, and covering Li Qingshan. This is the strange piece of shijiè that exists in the picture scroll. Before it dissipates completely, Mo Yu is used as the last counterattack. Once wrapped in it, even Li Qingshan will be hit hard.
But Li Qingshan was always on guard, how could he get caught, and immediately withdrew and retreated. The white yèti quickly collapsed and merged into the void. Looking at Mo Yu's half-scrolled painting, he plunged into the black vortex and disappeared, completely cutting off Li Qingshan's kěnéng to repair the painting.
"It's a bit decisive, but at this point, do you still want to go?"
Li Qingshan sighed with admiration, his expression turned sharp, and he waved his wings into the sky. As the sky was spinning, patches of spiritual turtle mysterious armor flew out.
Li Qingshan closed his eyes and opened them immediately, "Southwest! Xuanguang shines!"
With a wave of his hand, all the spiritual turtle profound armors overlapped and shone toward the southwest. As expected, Mo Yu was found hundreds of miles away. Unexpectedly, he did not flee to the direction of Mohai, but did the opposite, and lost an inch.
Li Qingshan turned into a red light, whizzing southwest like a meteor.
Mo Yu had just successfully moved, and he squirted out a gulp of black blood, tearing the scroll and causing him irreparable damage. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, hundreds of miles away, fngfo had a red eye, staring at him tightly. He crushed his injury and immediately moved a second time and changed direction again.
"Are you heading north again? Profound light shines!"
Mo Yu moved three times in a row, constantly changing directions, and the watched gǎnjiào followed like a shadow, like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which would be cut down at any time.
Moreover, the distance he moved was getting closer and closer, and he managed to move again for the last time, but only moved a few tens of miles away. Méiyou still escaped surveillance. For Beiyue, this was just a sprint.
Mo Yu was exhausted, and the injuries on his body broke out violently. The wounds left by the "Three Great Books" were finally healed by rongyi. At this time, one after another cracked, and black blood was flowing.
But for a moment, a red light jumped out of the horizon and flew in. Knowing that there is no hope of escape, Mo Yu just stood in the void, calmly watching Chi Guang approaching, "Bei Yue, you are pushing people too hard!"
Li Qingshan opened his mouth and vomited, a blast of wind, from small to large, turned into a howling tornado, curling toward the ink feather.
Will you be able to recover if you are torn to pieces
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On the West Mountain Wind and Rain Pavilion, Si Bao saw them disappear, and was about to fly to chase Beiyue's Chiguang. Holding her shoulder with one hand, Si Bao looked back and said incomprehensibly: "Sister!"
"We should go back."
"Shall we not go and see the result?"
"Life and death are decided!"
Gu Yanying shook her head heavily. She very much hoped that Mo Yu nénggou would agree to Li Qingshan's terms, so that there is still room for change. You can ask Mohai Dragon King to come forward, pay the price, make an agreement, etc...
But she also won't accept Mo Yu, she can persuade Li Qingshan to let Mo Yu make a living, but he will not agree either.
"For your own good" she has heard a lot of high-sounding words, but it is also the most disgusting words of mingbái, pretending to predict the future of the other party, what will ruguo do if ziji does not say it! Even if it is true, how many people will accept it willingly
She knew it was useless, but she said it, and she was still useless. Méiyoushime is worse than watching bad things happen but unable to stop it. From then on, there are two fewer people who know each other on the path of practice!
With a stern cry, Mo Yu turned into a black crow, bypassing the wind column and flying towards Li Qingshan, dripping ink on his body.
Facing the desperate counterattack, Li Qingshan also suppressed his expression, silently raised his fist, preparing to send the enemy one last pass, suddenly twisted his body and punched back.
The crow disappeared and turned into Mo Yu, appearing behind him.
In the face of this fatal punch, Mo Yu opened his arms without any fear on his face, and even méiyouyidiǎn was surprised, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his lips opened and closed silently.
you will die!
Li Qingshan's heart sank, and as soon as his fist touched Mo Yu's body, he burst into a cloud of pitch black ink.
Blast the demon pill, and die together!
That power is ten times more violent than any golden core monk Li Qingshan has seen before exploding the golden core. The world fǎngfo is blackened by ink, and the dark sphere filled with death power swells to the extreme, and it looks like a black sun in the sky. .
Within a radius of tens of miles, the vegetation is withered, and humans and animals are dead.
Li Qingshan had anticipated this situation a long time ago, and made corresponding precautions. At the moment when Mo Yu exploded the demon pill, pieces of spiritual turtle profound armor flew out and formed a stable sphere. After being promoted to the demon commander, the most basic magical power of the spirit turtle mysterious armor, its defensive power has become more powerful.
The black sun swallowed it silently. Suddenly, cracks appeared on the profound armor of the tortoise, and it was crumbling. It only broke for a while. Li Qingshan was also swallowed by the darkness. The power of death was the last time to his life. The fire launched an attack.
It's not that the soul turtle profound armor is not strong enough, but that Li Qingshan has been fighting until now, constantly urging his talents and predicting abilities, and both jingshén and demon energy consume a lot.
The black sun gradually diminished and eventually disappeared.
Li Qingshan looked up at the hook moon, the sky was full of stars, and he took a sigh of relief and smiled: "Mo Yu, I am still méiyou dead after all!"
The moment when the spiritual turtle mysterious armor supported it was very important, and it resisted most of the damage. Fortunately, this explosive force would only spread to all directions in a disorderly manner, otherwise it would be really dangerous.
After all the hardships, it's not easy to kill the enemies!
But now it's time to run away!
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Thousands of miles away, without waiting for the life light to go out, a pair of dragon eyes opened again, and the sea of ink began to churn.
In the sea of ink, the Dragon King Changyin.
In the southern hub city, Qingzhou Muchulie King stepped onto the city’s head, looking into the depths of the sea of ink, his spiritual thoughts leaped thousands of miles, and saw a black dragon soaring into the sky, winding and soaring, like an optimistic pillar, connecting the distance between the sky and the sea. , Mo Hai screamed, wanting to go with it.
"Friend Molong, what happened?" Wang Chu Lie asked loudly.
The Mohai Dragon King did not answer, passing over the Nanshu City, pointing straight to the southwest, thousands of miles away.
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Li Qingshan's whole body shivered, and his hair turned into an unprecedented horror. When any enemy appeared within his perception, the dangerous gǎnjiào, but the fǎngfo divine sword slashed to his neck, leaving only a millisecond difference, he wanted to make others head to the ground.
Calm your mind and use the tortoise to prepare for it, so as not to be locked in position by the divination technique, and finally converge your breath.
However, something went wrong at this point. In the explosion just now, his body was stained with ink stains. After careful inspection, the ink stains were not only on the skin, but also deeper into the body and bones, and even the demon pill was covered with a layer. Lifeless.
Although it can't hurt him, it's not a moment to completely remove nénggou. If the guess is correct, the Mohai Dragon King and Mo Yu share the same source, then the ink marks will be as eye-catching as a bright light in the dark, even if the breath is completely hidden, it is useless.
"Is this Mo Yu's last curse? Haha, I used to be joking, this fucking is called a death curse! I have to say, well done!"
Li Qingshan praised, waving his wings, plunged into the wind. (To be continued.)
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