Gu Mang flew over the eaves and beams of the roof ridge, breathing quickly.
The night wind was blowing his black robe, and under the golden cover, his face had long since lost the smug look on his face, and looked a little distorted because of the pain.
His mind was aching, and his memory was jumbled.
He knew very well that the aura of the black devil was becoming more and more uncontrollable in his body, and he didn't know how long he could hold on. At the very least... He has to send the captured blood beasts to Chonghua's military camp.
With his blue eyes looking behind him, he could keenly sense that the national master and the black magic elite were constantly approaching him. At this speed, he would not be able to reach the place where Mo Xi was fighting. His only choice was to go to Zhengcheng. door escape.
"Gu Mang, how long will you be obsessed! Chonghua has given you the title of a beast of the altar, and you will be their lackey for the rest of your life?"
The national teacher has not yet arrived, but the voice has been transmitted into the secret, and it has penetrated into Gu Mang's ears.
Gu Mang endured the increasingly chaotic consciousness, gritted his teeth and retorted: "I'm fighting for myself, being your uncle's lackey!"
After all, he accelerated his pace of light work, and flew towards the main city gate, where the two armies were fighting vigorously, and fire was everywhere. The wind whistled in my ears, and the city gate was getting closer, but at this moment, the national teacher of Liao Kingdom, who was blessed with the snow spell, hurried up. Approaching Gu Mang.
"Piaoxue is the technique of Lichun's first Qinggong master." The national teacher sneered from a distance behind Gu Mang, "Gu Mang, do you think you can escape?"
Gu Mang's forehead was already oozing with cold sweat. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of dozens of detonating talismans on display at the top of the inner city. Almost without hesitation, he ran towards the direction where the talisman paper was pasted.
The old god's smile on the corner of the national teacher's lips didn't disappear, and Gu Mang could see that he landed firmly on the head of the city and didn't run away.
Gu Mang turned his head and turned his face to the side: "Hey, do we want to be more crazy than anyone else?"
The national teacher suddenly reacted: "Gu Mang---you---!"
The wind was strong, Gu Mang sneered, raised his hand, and pointed at the wall.
The flame swiped from his fingertips and hit the wall, causing a huge explosion! The national teacher secretly cursed and was forced to swept back, but seeing the flames soaring into the sky and setting off a heavy heat wave, Gu Mang tensed up at the moment when the talisman paper detonated, and swept backwards—Boom! ! The sound of a series of explosions almost pierced the sky, the bricks and stones were rolling, and the air was overwhelming, quickly separating him from the trackers of the Liao Kingdom.
This move was too risky, even though Gu Mang quickly retreated with full attention, he was still thrown off the roof ridge by the air current. He didn't care about the pain, and before the national teacher came after him, he got up from the ground, dragged his scarred body forward and continued to flee.
The magic light spell in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sound of the fighting between the two armies was close to his ears. In the end, he jumped suddenly, swayed upwards, broke through the defenders of the Liao Kingdom who had not reacted at all, and broke into the Chonghua army!
The city gate was already full of blood, and the flames of war burned half of the sky into daylight. In the billowing smoke, the monks of Chonghua and the monks of the Liao Army fought each other, the collision of magic techniques, and the roar of spirit beasts, killing red everywhere. Sighted people and splattered blood.
Gu Mang took a breath. He didn't feel relieved for a moment because he fled here. His vision was getting heavier and heavier, as if he would be swallowed by the black magic breath at any time and lose consciousness. He anxiously opened his eyes wide and looked for the flag of the commander in the melee—
found it.
But it was at this time that there was a chill behind him, and he felt that the angry national teacher of the Liao Kingdom had broken through the sea of fire and was approaching. He cried out involuntarily:
"Murong Lian!!!"
The head coach Murong Lian, who was in charge of attacking the main city gate, sat astride the golden-winged snow horse. He seemed a little indifferent to the situation of the battle. He watched from the sidelines through the protective barrier built by the cultivators, and had no intention of fighting in person at all. Still biting his hookah, squinting his eyes and smoking his life like a dream.
Hearing such a shout suddenly, Murong Lian was taken aback, he coughed a few times, raised his blurred peach blossom eyes and looked at the chaotic army.
At this glance, I saw a white-gold robe Liaoguo overhaul coming from the night like a ghost, approaching a valet of Xihe-Jun. And when he shouted just now, it was this little guard who was in a state of embarrassment while running and begging him for help.
"… what's the situation."
"Take this universe bag!!" The valet shouted, running towards him through the heavy battle, his eyes were both anxious and urgent, "Bring it to Mo Xi!!"
"Don't even think about it!" The national teacher Wu led the wind, and fell to the ground. He shot like a lightning bolt, and he grabbed Gu Mang's shoulder in just one stroke.
Gu Mang slammed him away, and the two of them made more than ten moves in an instant. Although the national teacher lacked energy, Gu Mang's injuries were even more serious, and he was instantly at a disadvantage. It's just that during the battle, the more they fought, the closer they got to Murong Lian's barrier, Gu Mang turned his head and threw the Qiankun Sac containing the remnant soul of the Gorefiend to the edge of the barrier, then shouted, "Go!!"
Murong Lian was an extremely cautious person. He was afraid of cheating, so he didn't immediately go to pick up the treasure, but stared at Gu Mang and asked, "You are using the Liao Kingdom's black magic."
"I… "
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes, "How can I believe that you are not the Liao Jun swindler?"
Gu Mang felt at a loss for words.
He can only ignite the country magic, his spiritual core is damaged, and he can't cast Chonghua's magic spell, how can he prove himself at this moment
While blocking the attack of the national division, while thinking anxiously, the blue eyes rolled chaotically. The national teacher slapped his palm close, and whispered softly against his ear: "What am I talking about? As long as you have the power of the black devil flowing all over your body, there is no place for you in the Kyushu continent except the Liao Kingdom."
After all, go to steal the remnant soul. Gu Mang swept back and suddenly rolled back to protect the Qiankun bag in front of his chest. However, although he grabbed the bag, he couldn't escape the attack of the national teacher. The moment he got up and dodged, a sudden flash appeared in front of him. Hua, and then the magic spell of the national teacher slammed into his waist.
Gu Mang suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees on the edge of the blue-light flowing barrier. Raising his head, he looked at Murong Lian whose eyes wandered.
He couldn't say that he was Gu Mang. Once he did, the surrounding sergeants Chonghua would be in an uproar. But he couldn't explain why he could only use Liao Kingdom's black magic spell.
His blood-stained lips quivered open and closed, and his fingers were attached to the enchantment light array.
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes. Through the cover, he couldn't see the face below, and even because of the cover spell, it was normal for others to see Gu Mang's eyes, not the blue eyes that would reveal his identity. For a moment, Murong Lian still couldn't tell if there was any fraud, but vaguely felt that this person's eyes were very familiar.
When my heart trembled for a while, I heard this person whisper: "I went to your house that day because I missed her very much."
"… what?"
The attendant hoarsely spit out two words that were enough to prove his identity to Murong Lian: "Aunt Ni..."
Murong Lian was instantly killed by lightning!
—Gu Mang? ! !
It was at this moment that the second strike of the national division fell sharply!
Blood splatters! !
Only in the flash of light and flint, Murong Lian's barrier suddenly opened, but he didn't have time to drag Gu Mang into the barrier. As soon as Gu Mang threw the Qiankun capsule into the barrier, he was hit on the back by the national teacher. If it wasn't for the national teacher's concern that the spiritual flow would spread to the remnant soul, and he only used 10% of his strength, I'm afraid Gu Mang would have died at this moment.
Murong Lian's face turned pale, watching Gu Mang choked out a mouthful of blood, but he still waved his hand to fill the formation of light.
"Leave it to Xihe-jun..."
"you… "
"You don't understand his techniques, so you won't be his opponent." Gu Mang breathed out, "Go!!"
"… "
"What are you still doing, do you hate me so much?!!"
The light and shadow flashing in Murong Lian's eyes were extremely complicated. He bit his lower lip and ordered someone to bring up the Qiankun Sac, which fell on the ground, and hold it tightly in his palm. The Qiankun Sac had already been dyed bright red with blood, and there was indeed an indescribable evil spirit flowing in it. Murong Lian's heart was pounding, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.
Gu Mang shouted angrily, "Go away? I can't stop you from being next!"
The situation is unclear, let alone what kind of nonsense this valet wearing a golden veil has played with them, Wang Shujun. But seeing Murong Lian's complicated expression, he finally put the treasure in his arms, and then ordered the top guard cultivator of Chonghua around him to say, "Return to the north gate and meet Xihe-Jun!"
"Yes!"
The national teacher's eyes were sharp, and he and the high-ranking monks in the Liao Kingdom wanted to stop him immediately.
Unexpectedly, Gu Mang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and drew a curse mark vertically and horizontally on his chest...
"Not good!" The national teacher immediately swept back, and almost at the same time, a strong black devil energy that swallowed the sky was like a raging wave, and it burst out from Gu Mang's body!
Gu Mang's eyes shone with a cold blue light like a wolf, and behind him rose the magical flame of a lone wolf.
This move was obviously unexpected by the national teacher, because once Gu Mang used it, he was destined to be swallowed by the black demon, and it could only last for a short period of time.
Those bloody lips opened and closed, Gu Mang stopped before Murong Lian Juechen's path, raised Youze's shining eyes, and knocked down four words:
"Lone Wolf. Release the seal!"
Suddenly a gust of wind swept the ground, the clouds gathered, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of wolves howling from the depths of the hinterland, and then the sand and stones rolled up, swept up around Gu Mang.
There was a fierce light in the eyes of the national teacher, and his teeth were clenched: "Okay... very good. You actually smelted this spell?"
"Gu Mang, it's me who underestimates you, you really are... terrifying!"
"But you have to think about it clearly. After this move, you won't be able to use either the Black Demon or the Chonghua technique. And you can only maintain a stick of incense at most... Then what will you do after that?!"
Gu Mang raised his chin slightly, his brows were filled with fierce anger and unruly arrogance.
"You shouldn't care what I do after that. You should care whether it hurts me to beat you before that."
The national teacher sneered: "Impressive."
"Just be happy, daddy."
After that, the body that was smoldering with the demonic qi of the rolling demon jumped into the air, and slashed towards the national master who was on the ground in an instant like an arrow from the string! !