"Pfft!"
Long Ao was directly knocked into the black corner, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out from his mouth. He looked angrily at Mochou who sneaked up on him. He was also shocked in his heart. Why did her strength increase by several levels? This kind of power It is definitely close to the strength of the Dan Formation stage.
If Long Ao was surprised, then Mo Chou was even more shocked. There was an unbelievable light in his eyes. The bloodthirsty curse was used to the highest level. It took two hundred years of spiritual power at one time to reach such a level, and it was also a sneak attack. , but in the end, Long Ao was still not killed.
"Boy, did you advance in strength just now?"
Mochou still couldn't help but ask. She really couldn't imagine why this guy's strength improved so quickly and his expression became more ferocious. He must be killed this time, otherwise there would be no chance in the future.
Long Ao raised his head, with strong murderous intent in his eyes. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and said with a sneer: "The methods of the demon cultivator are indeed extraordinary. Your current strength is probably comparable to that of Jie Dan." The initial stage is not far off. However, I think your method is definitely as vicious as your son’s, and it will surely have a strong backlash in the near future!”
"Hmph! Even if I sacrifice two hundred years of skill, I have no regrets! If you kill my son, as a mother, if I don't kill you, what's the point of living? What's your name? Today next year will be you Do you have any last words to say on this memorial day?" Mochou narrowed his eyes and looked at Long Ao as if he were a dead person.
Long Ao secretly smiled in his heart. The tears of stars in his body were quickly healing the wounds. The longer he delayed with her, the worse the effect of her magic power would be. He had just heard her drink the bloodthirsty curse.
She spent two hundred years of skill just to kill me, a cultivator who has only been practicing for a few years. Huh, it seems that her cultivation talent is not very good, and her two hundred years of cultivation is not even as good as her own who has been practicing for a few years.
"Mo Chou, I want to tell you something. Your son Huang Mei Lao Dao did not die, but escaped using a magic technique! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! You actually spent two hundred years of energy to use such a vicious technique. , I’m afraid it’s a waste of expression.” Long Ao said with a smile.
"What, my son is still alive!"
Mo Chou murmured, her heart suddenly filled with ecstasy, and her murderous intent weakened invisibly.
"Boy, you are so disgusting! However, regardless of whether my son is dead or not, since I have used the bloodthirsty curse, I will definitely not let you go!" Mochou said bitterly with joy and anger in his heart.
"Come on! Let me see what kind of strength you have! Don't talk nonsense, you will laugh out loud."
Long Ao walked forward step by step, holding the flying sword in his right hand. In this short time, the injuries in his body had almost recovered.
"Okay, if you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Mochou took a step forward and reached ten feet. The sword in his hand struck Long Ao head-on with fierce force. The power was even more powerful than when he attacked Long Ao just now.
"I want to see her strength in the early stages of forming a pill! She shouldn't be able to kill me anyway!"
Long Ao's heart skipped a beat and he swung his sword to meet him.
Mochou let out a ferocious laugh and sneered as Long Ao was sent flying. He followed him immediately in a flash.
"Holy shit, it's so powerful!"
Long Ao felt almost suffocated, and a spinning feeling came from his brain. The power coming from the opponent's sword was so great that he could not resist it. His right hand was numb from the shock, and his blood was boiling in his chest.
As soon as the first sword fell, Mo Chou's second sword had already arrived. Long Ao was shocked and could not avoid it, so he could only meet it instinctively.
"Boom!"
Long Ao reluctantly faced him, but he felt the world was spinning, and there was severe pain in his chest. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his figure was sent flying dozens of feet away.
"Hey! Why is his blood golden?"
Mochou said doubtfully, looking at the blood on the ground, speechless for a long time. Human blood is either red, or red with black, but this golden blood is extremely weird.
"It doesn't matter what color it is, he's going to die anyway!"
Mochou sneered and looked at Long Ao, who was lying motionless in a pool of blood. He picked up the black flying sword in his hand and walked slowly over, but his heart was also extremely depressed. This time he lost two hundred years of cultivation. After the backlash, I am afraid that only The strength in the foundation building period.
"It's all caused by this kid. I will definitely imprison his soul this time and refine it into a powerful puppet soul for me to use in the future." Mochou gritted his teeth and took out a black bottle with one hand, preparing to kill Queen Long Ao. Collect his soul and then refine it into a puppet soul through special techniques.
Long Ao really underestimated Mochou's strength and was injured twice in a row. Even the Tears of the Stars couldn't instantly heal the chest injury.
Long Ao fell to the ground on his back, with a bone-deep scar on his chest, from his collarbone to his lower abdomen. The sword energy almost split Long Ao in half. His chest was full of blood, but he still held it firmly in his hand. Flying sword.
"Poor boy, it seems that I overestimated your strength. I am still too impulsive. I should not have used the bloodthirsty curse to consume two hundred years of skill."
Mochou smiled bitterly, holding the black flying sword in his hand, and using his spiritual sense to detect it, Long Ao seemed to be dead, and his life force was rapidly passing away.
"I can't die, I can't be killed by her!"
After Long Ao was knocked down, his consciousness did not completely fall into nothingness, but kept roaring crazily. Something seemed to be vaguely surging in his dantian, and the blood in his body suddenly began to flow rapidly.
"I can't die, I want to stand up and fight! No one can knock me down!"
Long Ao's body suddenly twitched, and his eyelids opened suddenly. At this time, Long Ao's eyes were actually golden. He only felt that the power in his body increased crazily, and the powerful force supported his body.
"ah!"
Mochou let out an exclamation. Long Ao, who had been declared dead by himself, stood up again. Seeing his eyes, Mochou stepped back a few feet in shock. They were a pair of golden eyes, and the energy emanating from them Li Mang actually made him panic.
Is that a look that humans can have? Domineering, arrogant and coldly fearful.
Mochou couldn't help shouting: "Are you still human?"
Long Ao finally stood up, and there was a crackling sound. Long Ao's bones actually made bursts of bursting sounds, and his aura was even more powerful than Mo Chou's at this time.
Mo Chou was completely frightened. At this time, Long Ao was like a demon.
At this moment, Long Ao fiercely struck Mochou with his sword.
Even though Mochou was frightened, she would not sit still and wait for death, and immediately swung her sword to face him.
"die!"
The word burst out from the gap between Long Ao's teeth. Without even looking at Mochou, a sad scream came. The black light was split and disappeared, and Mochou's body was split in two!
"You,,,you are not human."
Mochou used her last strength to say these words, and her body collapsed, with a deep look of panic in her eyes.
thump!
The golden light in Long Ao's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his whole body collapsed.