It was late at night, the lanterns in the gallery pavilion were also extinguished, and everything fell into the most primitive darkness. In Leng Yetong's boudoir, a powerful evil force suddenly fell, and a person wrapped in black clothes and wearing a silver mask appeared from the black fog. Judging from the figure, it should be a Man, raised his hand, a force of darkness attacked the person on the bed.
"The strength of the Nuwa tribe?" His strength was violently bounced back, and a light green protective shield took shape. The man was stunned for a moment, and the hoarse voice came out through the mask even more hollow. He tried several times, but he was still unable to break the barrier, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It's the power of the source, and the protection of the power of the source is actually exerted. It seems that this woman is very important to the boy of the Nuwa clan. "
"It's very important, so I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Beichen Moxuan appeared in the dark, raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have come out of the dark, and said faintly, "You keep coming back again and again. What is the purpose of shooting at her? And I want to know what the ugly face looks like under your mask."
"Haha, the young man of the Nuwa tribe, it's a little tender for you to tell me this. But you have done bad things to me many times. How about I send you to taste the pain of reincarnation today?" The man in black smiled arrogantly. , and then a black spiritual ball condensed in his hand, and attacked Beichen Moxuan fiercely.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Beichen Moxuan smiled lightly, raised his hand and a green spirit ball condensed in his hand, threw it, and collided with the black spirit ball. The two sides were deadlocked there, blowing up everything in the house. If the barrier had not been set up beforehand, I am afraid that someone would have come over.
At the moment when the man in black gritted his teeth and increased his spiritual power, Beichen Moxuan showed an unidentified smile on the corner of his mouth, chanting a spell in his mouth, and then at the moment when the black spiritual ball dispersed the green spiritual ball, a water-green mirror appeared in Beichen Mo In front of Xuan, the water mirror absorbed all the black spiritual balls, and then returned them all to the man in black. The man in black turned pale in shock. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He was hit by his own spirit ball, and his body fell out like a kite. A crack appeared on the silver mask, and he raised his head and glared fiercely. Beichen Moxuan glanced at him, and then a black wind blew up and disappeared without a trace.
Back in the dark room, the mask of the man in black shattered into two halves with a 'click'. Since there was no light, he could not see his face clearly. His green eyes exuded murderous intent. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart, "Very good, people of the Nuwa tribe, one day I will definitely cut your head and destroy your soul, so that you will never be born again, and you will always be wandering in the darkness!"
Beichen Moxuan pulled his hand away and hesitated for a while looking at the direction the man in black was fleeing, but he still didn't catch up. Although he was seriously injured, he was the most powerful man in the Jiuli tribe. If it wasn't for his surprise today Using the Mirror of Water Moon to return all his spiritual power back, I am afraid that today is his death.
Looking down at the wolf in the first room, Beichen Moxuan shook his head gently, and with a wave of his hand, the inside of the room returned to its pre-war appearance. He raised his feet and walked to the bedside, looking at her sleeping face, satisfied She smiled, raised her hand to touch her hair, a look of obsession appeared on her face.