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Not only did Mo Juling surrender to Wang Lingtong, he also took over Fang Hai, another heroic general under King Siyue.
At that time, Fang Hai was judged, and the Yin and Qi War was affected. He was severely injured and his veins were broken. He was floating in the sea of clouds with half a breath left, and he happened to be discovered by the Black Giant Spirit.
If Mo Juling doesn't raise a useless person, he will get another hand of blood, so he simply doesn't want to pay attention to Fang Hai. Fang Hai will definitely die within three days, but when passing by him, Mo Juling notices that the murderous aura emanating from this man is very strong.
He is sharp. He should have been an assassin with extraordinary skills in the past.
From this, the Mo Giant Spirit's thoughts moved slightly, first infecting him, then healing him, and finally raising him in his belly: The world of Middle-earth is dangerous, and it is always right to develop a means of self-defense. In case of a catastrophe in the future, speak up.
At this moment, an assassination fly out, maybe it can turn the situation around... right now!
At the same time that Fang Hai appeared, his sword edge had already pierced Su Jing's eyebrows.
At this time, a person also emerged from Su Jing's ghost robe. He also had an iron mask, but the mask of the person in the ghost robe was soft, beautiful, and a delicate and beautiful woman. He shouted urgently: "Tianshi!"
The elder brother was subdued by the Mo giant spirit, while the younger sister was rescued by Su Jing.
Fang Hai received the help of the ink giant spirit, and his cultivation level increased greatly; Fang Cai swallowed the Yin Yang Division elixir and her injuries were mostly healed. The monk in the ghost robe who lived with her thought the girl's mask was beautiful, and gave her a few pointers on how to practice.
I can't use up the food. I haven't gone out for more than seven months and I have been practicing with great concentration. Isn't my combat power soaring?
The younger sister jumped out and stabbed her brother in a diagonal way to protect her brother's waist. Then the two of them flew away together. Su Jing escaped another difficulty!
With his left fist and right palm, spitting out assassins, three consecutive fatal attacks were all defused. Mo Juling's heart sank: It's over.
From the time when the Mo giant spirit seized the sword and suffered backlash to now, the series of fierce battles only lasted in the blink of an eye, but the situation was completely reversed: Su Jing was about to be killed before he could activate the 'Zhang Yi', and when he transformed into the Mo giant spirit, he was still alive.
He has a skill and endless magical skills, but he never gets the chance to use them.
The sword has been fully swung.
Su Jing's lack of time turned into Mo Jiling's lack of time in the blink of an eye.
The roar of the angry dragon spread throughout the world, and the mysterious light burst out from the sword; Su Jing held the sword with disheveled hair and a ferocious smile.
The sword is like a dragon, and Su Jing is like a demon! The power of the sword has been revealed. At this moment, not to mention the ink giant spirit with a broken soul and a broken hand, even the immortals and Buddhas from the heavens and the purple sky god generals have come out, and they can't stop Su Jing from leaving the palace.
sword!
The last scene in Mo Juling's eyes was that crazy Su Jing...and then huge pain came.
Face hurts.
There was a crisp sound of 'snap', the sword was swung, the sword was swung. The sword was flipped over... Before thousands of swords came to attack, the king's sword soul was still hidden within ten feet, and the shocking 'King's Landing' failed to activate! Even
Instead of whittling or chopping, the sword was drawn horizontally, hitting the face with burning pain.
The great momentum that spread out from the sword was gone. It took three life-and-death disasters for Su Jing to seize the opportunity to use the divine sword. In the end, he slapped Mo Giant with the sword.
Su Jing frowned, and then he could no longer maintain his upright posture. He rolled to the ground with a wry smile and let go of the Zhangyi Divine Sword.
His face hurt and he received a slap. Mo Juling, who knew he would definitely die, was also stunned. One slap and it was over? Another burst of sharp pain came from the hand that clenched the fist. The strange hand in Su Jing's robe took advantage of him.
When he was distracted, he squeezed hard and broke four of Mo Giant Ling's metacarpal bones and hand bones.
Mo Giant woke up with a start. He struggled hard to snatch back his fist, and finally got rid of the strange white hand! Mo Giant was extremely intelligent, and he figured out everything in the short moment of freeing his fist: in the final analysis,
The little demon was injured too badly.
I was already in a state of turmoil in my cultivation. I still had to stand up three times, which not only hurt my body but also my spirit: my spiritual consciousness was weak and unstable, so I could not fully activate the power of the divine sword. In the end, I fell short; at the most critical moment, I couldn't even hold the sword.
He couldn't hold his hand, and the sword flipped over, changing from chopping to drawing, leaving not even a single flesh wound on the Black Giant Spirit.
Although he was in a state of embarrassment and received a slap in the face, he survived in death; although his hands were injured and severely injured, the little demon in red robe was about to die, and when he died, all the strange hands and swords would die with him! Huo, the giant ink spirit
Laughing loudly.
Not far away, Su Jing's body sank... He didn't even have the strength to keep his body on the sea surface, and he sank into the sea of clouds.
The giant black ink spirit would not let Su Jing sink, but he did not take action to salvage it either. With a thought in his mind, the ink-colored power was sent out. As Su Jing's body sank, the ink power cut through the seawater layer by layer.
The scenery at this moment was rare and strange. Su Jing kept sinking, but the sea water around him was rolling and rolling to both sides. The giant black man was on the sea surface, looking down at Su Jing with a smile on his face.
Victory and defeat have been decided, life and death have been decided, Mo Juling's voice returned to a humble tone: "You fall short, sir, are you not willing to accept it? This is destiny, and it is useless if you are not willing to accept it." When speaking, his severed hand was touched.
A large amount of black blood gushes out, and it can be seen with the naked eye that a newbie is slowly being born under the influence of the black blood: "I am a god, and God favors me, so the three-body beast drove me into the netherworld, and I can be reborn and immortal; so
No matter how powerful you were with your sword, you still lost your strength and missed it."
Su Jing looked in pain, but his eyes were calm and his voice was intermittent: "You smile happily... The gods of your lineage... were slapped. Isn't it very comfortable?" At this point, Su Jing's side
The sea of clouds suddenly became turbid, and then there was a roar like thunder, and a huge fish smashed through the water and rushed towards the giant ink!
As soon as Zhang Yi took action, Su Jing and Bei Ming turned into Kun in the sea and killed the powerful enemy.
The Mo giant laughed. It was just Beiming's ordinary sword power, not the awakened sword spirit that had killed the great sage. Such a killing power was okay against ordinary enemies, but it was not worth mentioning against the Mo giant. A few long black streaks
Suo jumped out following his master's thoughts and easily defused the giant Kun's attack. The Beiming Sword was knocked back to its original shape and fell into the sea of clouds crookedly.
But when the power of the long sword dissipated, the sea surface was not calm, but became more and more violent... The moment the long sword fell over there, not far away, when the huge waves poured into the sky, a huge mountain roared and rolled, rushing out of the huge waves, fiercely
Hit the giant black ink hard!
The real mountain is majestic and majestic, thousands of feet high.
The black giant spirit smacked its body, without retreating, and flew out and kicked the mountain. With a strange rumbling sound, the huge mountain peak collapsed and turned into tens of millions of rubbles scattered in all directions.
It was also a useless move. It seemed like a fierce offensive, but it had no threat to the giant ink. But when it kicked the mountain away, a thought flashed in the mind of the giant ink: the sword is water-friendly, and it can turn into a giant kun on its own when it enters the sea.
, this is nothing surprising; the mountain can be absorbed into the Sumeru spell, and it does not take up any space when carried on the body, and it is not worth fussing about, but if you want to throw it out and hit people... you must have a fierceness.
It takes great effort. The little red-robed demon was seriously injured and dying. Where did he get the strength?
Rocks were flying, rocks were in chaos, and the angry sea was roaring. Suddenly, a golden red light bloomed from the depths of the sea of clouds. Su Jing, who was so injured just now that he could not even hold the sword, was like a newborn sun, full of vigor and vitality.
Flying out from under the sea, holding a white long bow high in his hand, he jumped out and bent the bow to draw the string!
Mo Juling was shocked and frightened. He couldn't figure out why Su Jing was so active, and he didn't dare to let him shoot the invisible arrow. Fortunately, compared to the battle where he had just injured his hands and received a slap, the time at this moment was very leisurely. Su
Jing's skill in drawing the bow was enough for him to cast a ferocious spell... He raised a curse in his heart, a strange bell rang out, and the next moment the place where Su Jing was was shattered.
When a piece of paper is torn apart, what will happen to the person on the paper?
The ink giant spirit's spell did not attack Su Jing, but tore apart the small piece of heaven and earth where Su Jing was... There was no way to escape, and he was certain to die!
Screaming for a long time, the Mo giant spirit's spell was faster this time. Su Jing was shattered and invisible before he fully opened his bow. The small space was shattered. He died without leaving a trace. He was wiped out out of thin air.
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The giant Mo Ling felt an empty feeling in his chest and abdomen. The violent force of shaking the world and breaking the universe was very taxing on him, especially when a large group of enemies had to be suppressed and he was seriously injured.
Even if he is tired and out of breath, it is worth it to kill the little demon in one fell swoop! The time we get together is not long, and the fierce battle is even shorter, but this kid is so... so annoying and nerve-wracking. He knows that Su Jing is definitely not his opponent.
, but the giant Mo spirit was already a little afraid of him. As a result, the screams reached his ears, and the giant Mo spirit let out a sigh of relief involuntarily.
Before he could expel all the turbid air in his chest, a fierce aura suddenly rushed towards his face from under the sea. The giant ink hurriedly concentrated... There was no need to use his spiritual consciousness. The killing method broke out of the sea, and a snow-white demon fox broke in. Filled with
Catched the gaze of the giant ink.
With no chance to complain, the giant Mo spirit retreated violently, taking three steps for seventy miles! But the fox followed him like a shadow, retreating faster than him. The powerful demonic wind blew up the sea of clouds, and the nine-tailed demon fox came to kill him.
The black giant spirit didn't even have time to take a breath, and the only way to protect the main harm was to abandon the soldiers and save the commander. Regardless of the fact that one hand was broken and the other hand was still regenerated, the black black energy was concentrated on the broken palms as much as possible to resist the demon fox.
It exploded with great force, causing huge earthquakes in the sea of clouds, mountains and sky, and a hoarse roar of pain filled with deep-seated hatred. The Black Giant Spirit blocked the attack of the demon fox and destroyed both of his hands at the wrist.
Mo Juling can’t figure it out!
After the drastic change happened, he could understand that Su Jing, who had just been torn apart, came from the illusion of Dian Miao, and that he had fallen into the scheme of "making a sound in the east and attacking in the west". But what made him so strange and depressed was that throwing a mountain and drawing a bow required strong support, even if
The little demon in red robe straightened out the chaotic true energy in his body, but he was determined not to recover so quickly, unless he was falsely injured.
Mo Juling is not a fool. He will not take Su Jing seriously because he is lying on the ground and grinning. He has used his spiritual sense to detect it and found that the real energy in the red robe little demon's body is indeed chaotic. Only then is he certain that he has no fighting power.
, that’s why I didn’t take him to heart...
"God? From the sky?" Su Jing's voice suddenly came out from under the sea of clouds, with a smile. When the voice fell, the sea of clouds with a radius of three hundred miles suddenly calmed down. It was as if an invisible big hand brushed by, and what was there just a moment ago
The huge waves that were boiling and rolling due to the confrontation of the great supernatural powers were calmed down all of a sudden.
Three hundred miles away, the sea of clouds is like a mirror, without a single ripple or ripple!
"That's very well said. Bird droppings also come from the sky." The strange words were accompanied by relaxed laughter. As he spoke, the sea of blue and white clouds gradually turned red... The red was blazing, and the golden brilliance circulated layer by layer in the bright and fiery red. After a while, the sea water turned red again.
It started to stir again, but it was definitely not a wave, but a flame that was swaying... When the sentence was finished, the sea of clouds three hundred miles disappeared out of thin air and was replaced by an enchanting sea of fire. (To be continued)