Hai Long didn't speak any more, walked directly to the fire, handed the cooked fish to "Bai Yan", and picked up another fish and started roasting it intently. After a while, the smell of grilled fish began to permeate the air. Hai Long picked up the grilled fish, blew the hot air on it, and then carefully ate it. He ate very seriously, almost not letting go of every trace of tender meat on the fish. In this way, he grilled a total of eight fish, half of which were given to "Bai Yan", and the other half went into his stomach. Patting his stomach, Hai Long smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, senior, I'm already full. It's better to be a hungry ghost than a hungry one. Do it, I won't resist." Then, Slowly closed his eyes.
Bai Yan was a little impatient a long time ago, but luckily the four fish satisfied his appetite, so he endured it, looked at Hai Long's calm look, and stood up, "Boy, when you go to hell, remember who killed it." You, my name is Mo Kui." Slapping the top of Hai Long's head. In his heart, Hai Long is just a weak cultivator who has just reached the early stage of subduing the tiger, killing him is no different from killing an ant. The big hand that was shining with blue-black light moved down lightly.
Hai Long closed his eyes, he clearly felt that death was constantly approaching him, suddenly, his eyes lit up, although he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the trajectory of "Bai Yan"'s palm falling. His whole body was completely enveloped by the evil force released by "Bai Yan", he couldn't even move a single finger. However, Hai Long no longer had any fear in his heart. Feeling the increasing pressure from above his head, he "looked" at the trajectory of the huge palm swinging down, and said softly, "Qianjun."
The mutation suddenly rose, Hai Long's whole body lightened, and the pressure disappeared. Tens of thousands of golden lights suddenly lit up from his arms, and a huge irresistible energy suddenly burst out. At this time, "Bai Yan"'s big hand was only three inches away from Hai Long's head.
"Boom—" The sudden change made "Bai Yan" have no chance to resist at all. Amidst the loud noise, his huge body was blasted out like garbage. After all, he is the Demon Lord in the Demon Sect, and the moment Jin Guang came to his body, he reluctantly activated a body protection magic weapon he was carrying. However, is the golden light transformed by the small iron rod really that easy to deal with? "Baiyan" is not Tianshi Taoist. His cultivation is far from comparable to that of Tianshi Taoist, and he was attacked without any warning, and he did not have a magic weapon as powerful as Tianshi to resist, his result can be imagined.
When Hai Long softly called out the word "Qianjun", he clearly felt a large amount of heat released from his body. It was not his own mana, but an unknown force. Countless golden lights gushed out from the small iron rod in his arms, and its power was even stronger than last time. What Hai Long didn't know was that the main reason why the little iron rod exerted greater power was because he had absorbed a lot of Buddha energy in Brahma Heart Sect.
The blood rained down all over the sky, and when it fell on the ground, it made a sound like drizzle falling into the soil, and all the pressure disappeared. Hai Long wiped the cold sweat off his head and stood up. There were still bursts of heat coming from the small iron rod, which made him feel extremely comfortable. Before, the main reason why he asked to eat fish was to calm his heart and put all his mind on grilling and eating fish, so that his mind would not show any flaws. He succeeded, by virtue of his intelligence.
Hai Long didn't run away, he knew that if "Bai Yan" still had the strength to fight again, even if he ran, he couldn't escape his pursuit. Conversely, if he has lost the ability to attack, even if he doesn't run, he has nothing to do with himself. Cautiously, he walked step by step to the "Baiyan" that fell 30 meters away. When he saw the image of "Bai Yan", he couldn't help being surprised.
This was no longer Bai Yan, but the real Mokui. The blow of the little iron rod completely shattered his disguise. In front of Hai Long was an old man with long green curly hair that looked very strange. Although his face was wrinkled, it was full of ferocity. His chest was collapsed, and the front of his clothes was as tattered as a sieve. It was covered with thick blood, and an unstable black-purple light was constantly shining on his body.
Although Mokui escaped with escapism when Brahma Heart Sect and Zhishui Taoist were against each other, he was also traumatized to a certain extent. He never expected that Hai Long could launch such a powerful attack. The golden light was filled with an aura that frightened him, and the mixed energy that was completely incompatible with the devil energy in his body continued to wreak havoc in his body. The demonic energy in his body continued to disintegrate under the effect of the mixed energy. If he was one level lower than now, his body would have already been destroyed by the blow just now. Although his life was temporarily saved with a breath of vitality, his breastbone had been shattered into powder, and his internal organs were also severely injured. At this moment, he was just like when he saw Hai Long, unable to move at all. He could only desperately mobilize the demon energy in his body to contend with the invading mixed energy.
Hai Long cautiously stood three meters away from Mokui, seeing the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he gradually became more courageous, he smiled and said, "Old boy, aren't you very good? You should still be in the little boy." Damn it, thanks to my vigilance, otherwise, it would really be in the hands of you bastard today."
Mo Kui glared at Hai Long bitterly, and said hoarsely: "You, cough..., you are... despicable, upright... there is... a... student like you. You...pretend to be a pig... eat a tiger... cheat me , I really didn't...I thought that hitting...Yan every day, I actually...made Yan swallow... an eye."
Hai Long snorted coldly. Since his cultivation, his heart has been depressed. The feeling that any practitioner is stronger than himself makes him feel very uncomfortable. At this time, another enemy who is much stronger than himself will take advantage of various opportunities. In front of him, the joy in his heart could not be described in words. While approaching Mokui, he said: "What's wrong with the righteous way? What's wrong with the evil way? I don't care what way it is, as long as I can make the enemy succumb to my feet, that's the best. I'm despicable, but if I'm not despicable I can only die at the hands of you bastard, what did you say just now, you want to cut off my five limbs, right? I am also a disciple of the righteous way, and I will definitely not do that.” kicked Mo Kui on the leg forcefully With one kick, Mokui let out a miserable snort, and the uncontrollable airflow in his body became more surging, spurting several mouthfuls of blood one after another.
"Small, boy, let's discuss... How about it, today... you let me go, and I... will never pursue... investigate your... behavior today... I am a dignified... demon king, absolutely... What you say... means what you say." Seeing that Hai Long's words softened, hope for life suddenly rose in his heart.
Hai Long scratched his head and said, "Let you go? Do you think it's realistic? Sister Fairy once said that all evil needs to be done. Why should I let you go? That's right. Just cut off your limbs. You old glass, go to hell." He lifted his foot violently and kicked Mokui's crotch forcefully.
"Ah—" Mokui was in severe pain, and blood spurted out from his seven orifices at the same time. Although Hai Long's cultivation base is not high, this kick with full power trampled his lifeblood that had harmed countless women to pieces. No longer caring about blocking the airflow in his body, Mo Kui's whole body convulsed violently in pain.
After all, this was the first time for Hai Long to deal with an enemy. Seeing Mo Kui's seven orifices bleeding tragically, he frowned slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot. "Damn it, you old devil, go to hell." In order not to see Mokui again, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and urged all the mana into his hands, and the red blood gossip suddenly shone brightly, with a diameter of nearly one foot. The spiral red light rushed towards Moquina's chest that had no defense power in an instant.
Blood flashed, and a huge blood hole was blown out of Mokui's chest, and his body was thrown ten meters away.
Hai Long opened his eyes and looked at Mo Kui, only to see that his fiercely shining eyes had lost their energy and turned gray and white. The loess on the ground was stained red with blood. flow out. His lips were constantly moving, and his lifeless eyes were full of hatred.
Hai Long felt his stomach churning, couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately vomited.
Although Hai Long completely wiped out Mo Kuisheng's hope with the blow of blood gossip, the big hole in his chest became a vent for the small iron rod to input mixed energy into his body. Before dying, Mokui finally regained a little power of action. Without any hesitation, he suddenly bit off his tongue. The purple-black light of Dapeng suddenly flourished.
Just as Hai Long vomited the fish he ate, he noticed Mokui's change. Seeing that ghost-like appearance, he immediately backed away. Mokui's body floated straight up, and the voice of incomparable resentment seemed to come from the sky, "Boy, you wait, when I am reborn from a dead body, I will definitely let you taste the most bitterness in the world. The demon disintegrates and explodes— "
"Boom—" The body floating in mid-air suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and countless blood droplets covered Hai Long. Unfortunately, Mokui had no mana at this time, and the gushing blood was covered by Xinglan armor. The blue light emitted by the body is blocked outside the body. Surrounded by several strange objects, a black-purple ball flew up at an extremely fast speed and flew into the distance. Mozong's disintegration of demons is similar to Zhengdao's disintegration of soldiers. Mokui resolutely chose this method in order to prevent the body and spirit from being beaten by Hai Long when there was no other way. His cultivation is really strong, even in this situation, he can still absorb several of his most powerful magic weapons around his body with his soul.
Hai Long's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the situation when Daoist Piao Miao wiped out the three-eyed demon, and hurriedly waved his hands and used the blood gossip to emit a red light towards Mokui's soul. After all, the power of the blood gossip is limited. Although it accurately hit the Yuanshen, it only shattered a magic weapon without mana protection. Mokui's primordial spirit escaped successfully. In Hai Long's ears, Mokui's voice full of resentment before he blew himself up kept echoing.
"It's really careless, let this old bastard run away. Damn it, killing people is not fun at all, it's disgusting to death. Just kill it. Anyway, Zhishui's mother-in-law said that eliminating evil is doing good, and I didn't do it What's wrong. No, I have to run quickly, otherwise Moquina will find a companion at random, and I don't have a small iron rod to protect me." Thinking of this, Hai Long looked around, identified the direction, and floated up , heading north.
"Huh." The figure flashed, Hai Long went back and forth, and landed on the place where Mo Kui fell to the ground just now. He returned because he was attracted by a mirror-like object on the ground. Crouching down, he found that it was something almost like a breastplate on the armor. The halo on the silver mirror surface gives people a feeling of comfort all over the body.
Hai Long carefully took out the small iron rod from his bosom, and tentatively touched the mirror. When the small iron rod entered the range of the silver light, there was a ding, and the silver heart mirror was actually attached to it. A gentle energy was transmitted into Hai Long's body along the small iron rod, his heartbeat that was accelerated by the killing suddenly calmed down, and there was a trace of warmth in his chest and abdomen.
"What is this? It fell from Mokui. Could it be a magic weapon? No, no, if it is a magic weapon, how could it have such comfortable energy? The little iron rod should also reject it. Oh, yes, Zhishui and Sister Fairy once said that Mokui has a magic weapon of our righteous way, and it should be a good magic weapon. Could it be it? My luck is too good. No matter, take it first Besides, I'll ask Senior Guai when I return to Lian Yunzong." Thinking of this, he grabbed the breastplate and stuffed it into his arms.
As soon as the breast shield was put into his arms, Hai Long suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. It was actually attached to his chest and heart, and the energy that was bigger and softer than before immediately flowed to the whole body along the heart veins. There was a hint of understanding in his mind, and Hai Long sat down on the ground subconsciously, his mind urged the mana to move with the energy from the heart mirror, and slowly revolved around the meridians.