Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh rebirth accident
"Girl! Get out of there quickly!"
Flashes of black smoke surged out from the place where the dragon's head and body were connected. The black air wrapped around the big sword in Dongfang Yaomeng's hand like tentacles. In a short while, the black air gushed out completely wrapped the dragon.
Yun Chi screamed, immediately turned around and rushed into the black gas. Her claws grabbed her collar, and swung her huge wings hard, scraping the black gas apart, tearing apart an outlet like an eagle.
Catching the chicken, Dongfang Yaomeng flaps her wings and flies out quickly.
The black gas immediately split into several black tentacles, catching up with Yun Chi.
"Tsk, what a difficult guy." Yun Chi grabbed Dongfang Yaomeng firmly and kept flying in the air and dodging, which was even more fancy and exciting than the performance team of the fighter.
Dongfang Yaomeng, who was caught in the clothes, was thrown in the air and danced and screamed. Yun Chi's entire energy was placed on the tentacles made of avoiding the black air. He didn't care at all that Dongfang Yaomeng had been thrown into pieces.
, and never thought about changing her position.
Several strong winds shot up rapidly, and they fought with the tentacles that turned from black gas. After the explosion, they destroyed each other. A woman in green held an iron fan in her hand, and a violent whirlwind was blowing as her eyes.
The sand and ruins on the ground were scraped up and spinning around her at high speed.
The wind is used to form footholds in the air. The woman steps on the void, as if dancing in the wind. The continuous changes of each dance move bring the gentleness of the wind, the intense wind, the agility of the wind and more.
The characteristics of the wind that cannot be revealed are all included, and it can be said that there are extremely mysterious changes.
The sudden sound of nature came from nothingness. This is a kind of sacred music that cannot be played by humans. Only those who combine musical talent, dance talent, cultural cultivation and cultivation talent and extremely unique practiced "Qingyun and Blue Falling Gong"
Only then will there be an extremely small success rate appearing. The appearance of Shenle is the real entry to formally practicing this technique.
Mo Qianluo's cultivation and understanding of Feng Jiwu is getting more and more profound. Compared with her master, she is already better than her. She combines murderous intent and dance, regardless of each other, and the opponent will
He would be immersed in the elegant dance and the sound of nature and could not extricate himself until he died. Bai Xiangbing looked at Mo Qianluo in the air and said intimately.
Resonance. The rituals in Fengji dance use one of the dances to communicate with nature with oneself, so that nature can help oneself accomplish what one wants to accomplish.
The black gas became restless under the interference of the ritual dance. This was also because she had not been in contact with the ritual dance for a long time and had not been able to fully use nature to help herself achieve her goals.
Resonance is an important category in ritual dance, which refers to a ritual dance that controls oneself and oneself. Obviously, Mo Qianluo intends to use ritual dance to invade the black air and disperse the black air.
"Wait slowly. As long as Mo Qianluo gains control of the black gas, even if the time is short, we can kill this dragon. You can take advantage of this time to vomit first." Bai Xiangbing landed on the side.
Dongfang Yaomeng, who then spitted colorfully with his sword on the ground and wanted to kill the iron dragon, said.
Just as Mo Qianluo slowly gained control of the black gas, a black dot appeared in the distance behind him. The speed of the black dot was extremely fast and quickly entered the perception of Bai Xiangbing and others. The black dot kept approaching, and it turned out to be a
The black sword with black gas was flying towards Mo Qianluo's unprepared back. The speed sounded and bursts of sound bursts. The sword body shook and turned into three swords. Once it was stabbed, it would definitely be
It will penetrate her cerebellum, heart and lower abdomen.
Ritual dance cannot be interrupted. Once interrupted, it may cause irreversible consequences, especially at this critical moment, if interrupted, you will definitely die without life, and those who take action will definitely understand ritual dance very well.
Just when Mo Qianluo was unable to defend, a black figure was much faster than Bai Xiangbing. It immediately appeared on her back and a dart was thrown out immediately.
Three crisp sounds, the three black swords flew elsewhere, and another deformed dart fell to the ground.
Others can't see anything, but Bai Xiangbing and the powerful people from Xia and Sang can see clearly what happened just now.
A dart first hit the sword in the middle, and then hit the sword and the flying sword to hit each other. The flying sword and the dart miraculously hit the other two swords.
, the three flying swords deviated from their original trajectory and flew elsewhere.
With a swipe, a cold sword light hit the sky and exploded in the sky. The coldness spread throughout the sky, and the sunlight could not penetrate this layer of cold air. The cold air was surrounded by Baixiangbing as the center, and ice formed around it.
"Who is it! Get out!" After saying that, another arc-shaped ice erupted from the sword and shot straight into the sky, forcibly cutting through a layer of barrier in the sky, revealing the three women hidden in the barrier.
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Very strong, so strong that it is a bit outrageous. This is what Bai Xiangbing and the others think, so let alone Mu Pingjun and the others. In their opinion, these three people are simply indescribable and even belong to the first level of the true immortal.
"Haha, this guy is really anxious. He is thinking about meeting us so soon?" The woman in charge covered her mouth and chuckled.
Yun Chi turned into a human figure and held a big bow in his left hand and three arrows in his right hand. The arrow was placed on the bow and pulled the bowstring tightly, looking at them with cold eyes: "Are you the ones who broke the space channel?"
"It's really a bit unreasonable. It's obviously your fault." The woman in the lead said.
Qi Xiangdie held two short swords and put them on her chest and said, "Then I finally understood why there was a breath of chaos on that magic pen. After the space channel collapsed, you did not die, but returned to the past of this world.
But because there were too few people, and you were not particularly strong at that time, and you didn’t do anything out of the ordinary, so you couldn’t find any records about you.”
"Haha, my thinking is quite active. Thank you for your blessing. I and I returned to this world for a long time. While constantly practicing in seclusion, we were waiting for you to appear. After waiting for so long, you finally appeared."
The woman said.
"In other words, the magic pen and this dragon are both masterpieces you made." Bai Xiangbing said.
"Yes, how about it? Do you like this surprise?"
Bai Xiangbing gritted her teeth and said, "I like it so much that I want to stab you a few swords."
At this moment, Mo Qianluo's control suddenly lost, and the black gas surged irregularly like a counterattack. The dragon's shrill howl sounded from the layers of black gas, and the shrill trapped inside
The resentful spirit can be seen with the naked eye.