The two of them were entangled intermittently in the darkness. Wu Maxi still played strangely, with all kinds of tricks and tricks, making every collision different and each with its own splendor. Chimo's fighting style became more and more steady.
, faced with Wu Ma Xi’s ever-changing harassment, he remained as still as a mountain and dealt with it more and more calmly.
A few days later, Chi Mo found a cave on the shore and stopped there. He used this place as a camp and set up many traps at the entrance of the cave. When he was tired, he went in to rest. After waking up, his energy improved, and he
Come out to confront Wu Ma Xi.
Wu Ma Xi kept testing his traps, but the traps inherited from Daxing Palace were extremely clever and could not be triggered by testing with dead objects. Wu Ma Xi continued to pester for two days, then gave up this useless entanglement and rode the flying dragon all the way up.
Fly away.
Wuma Xi went here to find Feng Qingxu and find a way to lure Feng Qingxu back. Feng Qingxu is a close friend of Taiyin. As long as he bumps into Chi Mo, there should be a fierce battle. But it is not necessarily the case, Chi Mo
When it fell into the hands of Feng Qingxu, he was wearing a sealing ring, but he escaped inexplicably. It is difficult to say that the two people did not reach some dark agreement.
In the past few days, Wuma Xi has tried every means to deal with Chimo, but has never been able to win. After much deliberation, this is the only way worth trying.
Traveling hurriedly, a few days later they arrived at the place where they originally met Feng Qingxu, but the other party was already far away. Wu Maxi guessed that the other party should have gone up along the river, and continued to move forward on the flying dragon, flying for about a day and a half.
From a distance, I noticed movement in front of me, and some colorful lights flashed in front of me, like the light and shadow of artistic conception.
The flying dragon descended on Wuma at dusk, and the spirit lamp was woven to guide and monitor the fluctuations of artistic conception.
This detection artistic conception comes from Taiyin, and was obtained at the same time as Xinxue Kuangchao, but because it has not been solidified, it has been rarely used. But after all, it is an extremely powerful artistic conception, and the monitoring ability is extremely powerful, and with Wu Ma Xi's cultivation, it has been
I can weave this artistic conception perfectly.
Once the artistic conception is completed, the whole world suddenly changes into another form. Many invisible and unknowable things appear in the field of vision of detecting the artistic conception. They are extremely clear. Every movement of the wind seems to be able to draw a trajectory.
Two waves of artistic conception came from the flickering place of light and shadow, one violent and bloody like a beast coming out of its cage, and the other vast and vast like a sea of chaos coming in a line. The owners of these two waves of artistic conception seemed to be in the middle of a fight.
One of them should be Feng Qingxu, who could the other be?
Wu Maxi immediately thought of Meng Yingzi, rode on the flying dragon and flew forward, and soon saw the two people fighting from a distance.
Feng Qingxu's opponent was none other than Meng Yingzi. She was dressed in purple, and her movements were calm and elegant. Even in this dark place like hell, she was as moving as a fairy.
Feng Qingxu was already at a disadvantage, but his style was tenacious, like a beast in dire straits, and he fought more and more fiercely. Meng Yingzi's injury seemed not to be fully healed, and his fighting style was a bit evasive. With his hands tied, he was fighting with Feng Qingxu for a while.
Deadlocked.
The battlefield between the two spreads all the way up, and every collision of artistic conceptions is like a collapse of the sky. Occasionally, some artistic conceptions of light and shadow flash, like lightning in a storm. Several strange birds are involved in the battle circle, and they are instantly captured by Feng Qing.
Xu's fists were smashed into minced meat, turning the battlefield into a bloody storm.
Meng Yingzi stands in the bloody wind and rain, but it is as tall as a lotus, not stained by blood at all. When it is extended with delicate hands, it is like the legendary Bodhisattva of the gods, gentle and dignified, but with great power, the heaven and the earth are turned upside down.
All within a gentle palm.
Wu Maxi noticed another detail. Meng Yingzi's fingers were smooth and slender, and there was no elephant ring at all. Before entering the underground, Meng Yingzi took the opportunity to snatch Taiyin's elephant ring, but at this moment, there was no elephant ring.
If you wear it on your hand, it must be hidden somewhere on your body. This is something Wuma Xi must take back, and no one from the Daxing Palace can get involved.
Wu Maxi stared closely at Meng Yingzi on the battlefield, her eyes as cold as ice. Her hatred for Meng Yingzi was unforgettable, but Meng Yingzi's cultivation level was too high, and she could even share it with Chi Mo through the environment.
Qiu Se even had a slight upper hand, but against Meng Yingzi, even escaping was difficult.
Meng Yingzi and Feng Qingxu are currently fighting fiercely, and this may be his only chance to kill her.
Wu Ma Xi was lurking nearby, ready to weave the moon like a bow to attack at any time. However, Meng Yingzi had the upper hand at the moment and was fighting calmly, unable to find any chance for a sneak attack.
Feng Qingxu's fighting style was sharp and violent, each punch was like a cone or a hammer, but it was in vain due to the opponent's light swing, and the situation became more and more unbearable.
The battlefield moved all the way upstream. Wu Ma Xi followed the moon like a bow closely to the most suitable sneak attack distance, staring at the battlefield like a wolf, and gradually fell into the duel between the two, fascinated by the wonderful artistic conception of the two.
Praise.
The artistic conception of the two people is one strong and the other soft, and there are many clever tricks. The violent part is like a raging river, the gentle part is like the gentle breeze blowing in the forest, when it is quiet, it is like a mountain standing still, and when it is moving, it is like the sky is falling and the earth is falling. Watching Wu Ma Xi is like crazy.
It's like being drunk and gaining a lot.
Meng Yingzi had the slight upper hand, but from the analysis of the fluctuations in her artistic conception, there was a slight impurity in her artistic conception. Wu Maxi guessed that this should be due to the hidden wounds in her body. And the opportunity for a sneak attack might mean that
I was deeply hurt by this trace.
The fists were rolling all the way, Feng Qingxu became more and more violent as he fought, but Meng Yingzi gradually showed some signs of decline.
About an hour later, the opportunity finally appeared. Amid the fluctuations in Meng Yingzi's artistic conception, a large piece of incompleteness suddenly appeared. This was an absolute flaw. Being affected by the artistic conception, her palm movements suddenly became sluggish.
It can no longer be rounded and soft.
This flaw fell into the field of vision guided by the spiritual lamp, which immediately made Wu Maxi's nerves tense. The moon took shape like a bow in an instant, and an ink pyramid shot out of the sky, chasing Meng Yingzi's left ribs.
As soon as the pyramid flew out, huge changes occurred on the battlefield.
The violent artistic conception of Feng Qingxu suddenly stopped and became agile and elegant, rolling backwards like a hare, and instantly disappeared into the darkness. However, the artistic conception of Meng Yingzi suddenly rose and fell, with the flick of his palms.
, countless blades struck in front of him, like willow leaves flying in a strong wind. Wuma Xi's pyramid arrow hit just at this moment, and was flicked away by Meng Yingzi's finger.
Oops!
The flaw just now was obviously a trap set by Meng Yingzi. Feng Qingxu was experienced and took the opportunity to escape, but he deceived himself, a fool.
The rays of immeasurable light immediately shined on Wu Ma Xi. He did not dare to delay, and immediately stepped on the flying dragon. One man and one dragon shot into the night sky like a flowing arrow, and fled towards the upper reaches of the river.
For Chi Mo, Wu Ma Xi would be invincible as long as she rode a flying dragon, but Meng Yingzi was different. She had already advanced to the realm and could fly in the sky. The trick of riding a dragon across the river was ineffective on her.
There was always a faint light shining from behind, and Wu Ma Xi knew that this was the infinite light shining on him. He drove the dragon forward at full speed, not daring to look back, fearing that if he turned back, the other party would blind him with a flash of light, which would completely destroy him.
Two.
After flying for more than ten minutes, the glimmer of light was still following her closely. From this distance of flight, Wu Ma Xi could infer that the opponent's flying speed was roughly the same as hers. This woman must have been flying at this speed after a long battle.
It cannot be sustained, but having said that, Wuma Xi's spiritual power output at this time is also extremely strong, and its durability cannot be guaranteed.
The river suddenly made a 90-degree turn in front of it. Wu Maxi cut the angle tightly, adjusted the route to the shortest, and flew over the rock wall. He glanced behind him with the corner of his eye, but saw the purple wind behind him.
Walking like a graceful fairy.
But in Wu Ma Xi's heart, this fairy is a ghost.
After the turning point, the terrain suddenly became complicated, with strange rocks clustered around it, cutting the river into strips. In the photo taken by Duzhaolu, waterfalls were often seen, and the scenery was very beautiful.
However, these changes have made Wuma Xi's flight route more difficult, and there are often some sharp turns. The flying dragon is relatively large, and its turns are not as flexible as Meng Yingzi's, and the distance is gradually getting closer. Strange birds with white faces and human faces appear from time to time.
In his field of vision, his eyes were as cold as a cone, looking at Wuma Xi who was flying by quickly, as if he was looking at a pile of carrion.
After traveling rapidly through the stone forest for more than ten minutes, Wu Ma Xi had gradually entered Meng Yingzi's attack range. After flying for a few more minutes, the infinite light behind him suddenly went out. Wu Ma Xi immediately reacted and lowered his body.
A fierce sound of wind blew past his scalp and smashed a strange bird in front of him into pieces.
Wu Ma Xi manipulated the flying dragon and flew straight over. The blood and meat scattered in the air immediately covered his face. The smell was so fishy that he felt nauseated. Wu Ma Xi wiped it with his sleeve and continued to fly forward at a faster speed.
, walking through the stone pillars in twists and turns.
Not long after it flew again, two stone bullets came whistling and hit the dragon's abdomen continuously, punching a hole in the abdomen. The flying dragon's flight trajectory immediately became unstable.
After the flying dragon's belly was broken, countless internal organs were scattered all the way, scattered in the air, making the sky filthy. Mengying Zi was so clean that he had to avoid flying along this route. Wu Maxi took this opportunity to continuously adjust his flight
direction, extending the distance a little further.
After flying for another ten minutes, the two were entangled in the stone forest, and the distance was never too far or too close.
Since Fei Long was injured, the spiritual power output of the Exorcism Curse has increased sharply again. After the deal until now, Wu Ma Xi's spiritual power has become a little nervous. If he continues to track it, the situation will be a little bad.
The one-horned monster suddenly appeared, coming from the air like lightning from the front, and soon came to the vicinity of the two people. Suddenly, there was a "wow" sound. Wu Maxi and Meng Yingzi were shattered at the same time, falling from the sky.
came down, but the monster had already galloped past like a meteor.
The flying dragon happened to fall on a stone pillar and was immediately broken into two pieces. This flying mount that was obtained by luck was lost.
Wu Ma Xi didn't care about regrets, and quickly stuffed the flying dragon into the elephant ring, weaved it into the night with the wind, and sank to the bottom of the water. Several strange fish found his position through the current and smell, and came around to bite him. Wu Ma Xi didn't care at all.
If you don't want to go up, walk on the bottom of the river, slowly leave the area, and come to a place where the water is calm.
After a while, Meng Yingzi flew over here and stopped in the air to look around.
Wu Ma Xi stopped his only movement and curled up like a shell at the bottom of the water. Several strange fish bit their teeth into his flesh. Wu Ma Xi did not dare to move and could only let them go.
He was sucking his own blood like a bat, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was looking sideways at the purple mist in the sky.
Through the deflection of the water, the purple sky in the sky is like a fairy flying in the sky. It is so beautiful that even pictures cannot describe this beauty. But Wu Ma Xi's eyes under the water are as cold as poisonous snakes. Just a glance
If there is a chance, he will inject his own fatal poison to let her beauty bloom in the underworld.dd