The sound of gold, stone and bamboo tearing through the air in all directions on the top of Luofu Mountain began to sway in the open wilderness.
It seems like someone is slowly splitting bamboo at the scene, which makes people think a lot, as if the whole body is suspended, so uncomfortable.
The Black Qi Demonic Sword was sealed in the throat by the Blue Immortal Light Sword. Following the sound of breaking bamboo, it swayed in the wind for a moment, and then its remaining power was completely dissipated.
"Hey! Can't you see, your kid's skills have increased dramatically in the past few days since the last battle? You really have made a difference."
Xuntian took a step back slightly, as if he was afraid that Shui Mo's blue fairy light would penetrate his chest. He protected his chest with his hands, and then he reluctantly complimented Shui Mo and said.
From his uneasy expression, it can be seen that his arrogance has faded, and he seems to have no confidence in his heart.
"Tian'er, don't be afraid! There are still mom and your four eldest sisters here! If you dare to give it a try, it will be like playing a game with the interstellar rangers. Even if you lose, there will be no shame."
The Rakshasa girl also saw that the ink-and-ink lightsaber was so sharp that it was a bit difficult to deal with!
"That's right! Young master, just feel free to fight, we'll keep you on guard. Don't be afraid, just shout if you can't beat him, and we'll all fight together! Let's see if we can beat this black guy to death!"
The ghost girl looked at Xuntian who had an evil look on her face, she twisted her graceful waist and said very coquettishly.
Yes, from the perspective of the ghost world and the human world, the ink and flesh body is actually a bit too dark, the height is less than five feet, and he is not very handsome.
On the other hand, looking at the physical body of the boy Xuntian, he has a bookish look on his face, a slender figure, and skin as delicate as white flakes. He looks even and uniform without any sense of disobedience... He looks like the kind of person he is.
People’s favorite little white rabbits!
Although, they are all just a stinky person.
"Hahahaha! Ink boy, if you can take this move, your interstellar stick will be worthy of its name."
Xuntian shouted, shook the mourning stick in his hand, and shook the skull that fell to the ground.
These skulls fell to the ground and turned into demons, going crazy and hitting the ink head-on.
Every demon has its own ghost-headed double-sided Yin Feng Netherworld Sword, which beeps and burns the air along the way. There must be at least 1,280 of them!
Shui Mo looked at it, took a step back again, and carefully looked at the gusts of sinister wind, the ghosts and demons from the underworld with the roar of tigers thousands of miles away.
A cold and moist smile quietly hit his heart.
In just a moment's hesitation, the ghosts, demons, ghosts, and demons of the underworld swarmed up with all kinds of strange shapes and claws, and had already surrounded Shui Mo tightly in Gaixin.
"Hahahaha! Little Shui Mo, you are completely at your wits end now, aren't you? Hahaha, how much more light can your little fluorescent sticks have? Can they still emit light? Hahahaha."
Seeing that Shui Mo was already stretched thin, Xuntian seemed to be in a hurry to the naked eye, so he couldn't help but laugh at him loudly.
When I was so excited, I couldn't help but start shouting like a soul.
Do not spare others when you have the upper hand, and you must eradicate the roots. This has always been the so-called secret weapon of decisive killing that is known to all magicians.
"Little Shui Mo, if you can't beat me, quickly apologize to Grandpa Tian and surrender. It's not too late to cry now! Hahahaha."
As he shouted, he couldn't help laughing, dancing and feeling comfortable.
"What? Are you too busy to surrender? Hahahaha."
Seeing Shui Mo paying close attention to his first wave of demon attacks, he without thinking and disapprovingly cursed Shui Mo lovingly and hatefully, saying.
Yes, if he could have a brother like Shui Mo, why would he bother to pursue and become the enemy of Heaven?
If you become friends with God's granddaughter Xu, then why worry about the world being in ruins?
The demonic thoughts of seeking the sky increased sharply, and inevitably, I began to indulge in wishful thinking and self-absorption!
After being hit by the Xian family's lightsaber Shining, his soul can still possess him, but he is a bit arrogant, which shows that Xuntian is not without merit.
"Damn it! You still want to use my hands to seize control of heaven!"
The eye of ink and wash sees six ways, and the ear hears all directions.
Although he was paying close attention to the sneaky demons who had surrounded him, deep down in his heart he was as peaceful as the sky lake in the courtyard of Lingxiao Palace, and he was thinking about all living and non-living things around him.
When I think about it, I can see everything clearly.
"Xuntian! Keep an eye on it."
Shui Mo scanned it one last time and confirmed that there were no more innocent lives in Luofu Mountain. Then he gathered his strength and sent out a large wave of soul power, filling the fluorescent stick in his hand with an imaginary number.
He snorted coldly and said concisely.
As the sound of ink fell to the ground, a dazzling blue cold light flashed, and the Xuntian Rakshasa girls were almost blinded.
Xuntian and Luosha Nu opened their eyes again and were completely dumbfounded!
The previous arrogant and domineering arrogance had long since disappeared along with the demons and demons outputting Xuntian's great soul power, and it was all gone!
"What the hell are you doing? You don't play by the rules!"
Xuntian looked mournful, and there was no skull on the extremely black mourning stick.
"Hehehehe! Boy Xuntian, the ghost energy on your stick is a product of the spirit of the earth. Without the support and support of the little sun in my hand, it is useless and meaningless! You know what it means to see.
Just die? That’s it. Hahahaha!”
Shui Mo laughed, and gently touched a handful of the dimmed fluorescent sticks in his hand. A handful of fluorescent powder fell to the ground, floating over the top of Luofu Mountain like eyes, and piled up like a mountain on the cliff at the foot of the mountain.
It looks like Luofu Mountain has almost been filled in.
"Light saber! Do you think I don't know how to do it? Xuntian, back off! This kid will be handed over to my mother now!"
The female Rakshasa magic spread out, uprooting the Luofu Mountain and completely suspending it.
"Boy! You want to sink my Luofu Mountain, but you have such a beautiful idea."
A Rakshasa girl with a head as big as a mountain appeared in the air with disheveled hair. She snorted coldly and said to Shui Mo angrily.
"Rakshasa girl, it's not that I want to sink your Luofu Mountain, but that your Luofu Mountain God and the land are so ashamed that you don't want to live in this world anymore! Hehehehe, they made an appointment to take Luofu Mountain to Dongfang Liuli
We are naturally very happy to enjoy our old age in the world of light! Hahahaha."
Shui Mo was so amused by the Rakshasa girl's question that he couldn't help laughing and said to her.
"You kid, you want to flood my Luofu Mountain with the lingering ghosts of thousands of creatures. Do you think I am blind?"
In the demonic eyes of the Rakshasa girl, she indeed saw that among the fluorescent powder falling off like snowflakes on the ink fluorescent stick, there were many unscrupulous stewed gods and monsters that she destroyed in order to seek the sky and conquer the pass, and there were also
There are many ghosts of innocent ordinary people!
"Hahahaha! Green mountains and green waters, buried bones in the sky, but it is their own choice. I have saved them so that they can be reincarnated as human beings and no longer be imprisoned by the magic of your mother and son. I still want to ask you
Wait: Should you go and be reincarnated as a human being, or should you continue to be against me and live forever and never be reincarnated?"
The ink fluorescent stick started to glow again, and he smiled coldly and said to the Rakshasa female spirit in mid-air.
"Just you?"
The Rakshasa girl was so angry that she was smoking, and her Qiqiao was poisonous.
It was too late, but soon, a magical black thread as thin as a gossamer came straight to the door in front of Shui Mo like lightning.
There were no signs at all.
There was no sound at all, and the black filament was like an invisible black snake, reaching the vital gate of ink in the blink of an eye.
Shui Mo was about to be stabbed through the heart by her sword.
Yu Yan and Sheng Sheng, who were watching the battle from a distance, almost screamed loudly.