Po - The wisteria beast cart drove around the corner, but was blocked by the barrier as it passed through the open gate; Liumo sneered and waved his hand; Several arc-shaped wind blades condensed like entities silently cut through, but they seemed to fall into a ball of soft jelly, and they passed through directly, not allowing the barrier to break.

"A bunch of cowards," Liumo looked at the second floor with disdain, then one turned over and stood on the back of the wisteria horse and waved his hand to take out the crystal sword; Infused with spiritual power, it was like a smart crystal rat roaring into that building.

"If you have the ability, continue to pretend to be dead," Liumo Mo controlled zhì crystal sword wreaked havoc in the building, shouting loudly; Then there were several clashing sounds of weapons in the building, and then several figures flew out with gloomy faces.

"Hmph, only a few people dare to stand in my way; I'd like to see what you're capable of?" Liumo looked at the four Jindan Stage Immortal Cultivators with gloomy faces and said with a mocking face, and the crystal sword also flew back to her and hung in the air;

"Cut, just like this, you are too careful, big brother; A single blow can kill her. The short and fat black-faced man carried a huge black iron hammer and said nonchalantly, and the immortal cultivator led by him raised his hand to block him, and the black-faced man suddenly stopped talking; The middle-aged man was dressed in a gray robe, with beautiful hair on his face, and he looked like a fairy; It's just that now looking at Liumomo's eyes are full of cruelty.

"A few days ago, I killed three apprentices in the Demon Breaking Building, and now I am still so arrogant; Who are you?, get your name quickly!" Flowing ink squinted, but the spiritual power quietly hooked into the storage ring; A cold face.

"Your three apprentices? I'm sorry, I killed a lot of people that day, who remembers who your apprentice is. The man's breath condensed, and then uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart; The supple whisk in his hand immediately stood upright, and the wisps of white silk became as hard as thorns, and immediately shot straight towards the flowing ink.

The Flowing Ink Imperial Crystal Sword brought up the light and shadow and fought fiercely with the dust, and the remaining immortal cultivators immediately attacked each other with a glance; The black boy snorted with a cold face, and then quickly crossed over to entangle the black-faced man with the sledgehammer.

The civet cat saw that the situation was not good, and immediately retracted into the wisteria beast car, closed the door tightly, and pulled Xue Rulou's curious action to snoop; The outside is all in the Jindan period, and he doesn't have the ability to join in the fun with his current combat power.

Liumo and the gray-clothed Taoist pinched each other, the black boy and the black-faced man confronted each other, and the other two sneered and stared around, trying to find a flaw and give a fatal blow.

"It's so daring, just a few wood attributes are so crazy!" The gray-clothed Taoist's dust glowed with a faint golden glow, like thousands of steel thorns, extremely sharp; However, the crystal sword blessed by flowing ink and ink carries the power of pure wood, containing the rhythm of fresh water and earth, and does not let an inch to defend against the attack of the dust.

"Heh, is that all you have to do?" Flowing ink sneered, but his attention stayed vigilantly on the people who wandered on the periphery; Although that person was an immortal cultivator, the spiritual power on her body made her spiritual sense extremely uncomfortable.

"What are you doing? Don't be alongside!" The thin man who wandered around the flowing ink ink and the gray-clothed Taoist stared at them with fixed eyes, and the gray-clothed Taoist voice suddenly came to his mind;

Her attention is always on me, and even if I make a move, it won't have any effect. The lean man returned dissatisfied, and his voice quickened; Don't directly transmit the sound of consciousness, even if there is a secret method to assist in spiritual power, it will consume too much. ”

"Hmph," the gray-clothed Taoist snorted coldly, but he didn't transmit the sound again; Liumo Mo showed a ruthless look in her eyes, when she was an idiot?

"Black Boy, Soul Dance!" With a smile on his face, Liumo turned his head and flashed the dust, conveying orders to Black Box without leaving a trace;

The black boy who restored half of the prototype insect body and the black-faced man with a sledgehammer were fighting in close quarters, and the fight was hot; Suddenly, after receiving the order of Liumo Momo, the black boy looked at the black-faced man with some helplessness, and then suddenly shook off the sledgehammer with all his strength and flew into the air;

"The master is really, people are playing cool~~" The black boy said regretfully, and then suddenly completely turned back into an insect body;

The half-human-tall slender insect duo emitted a dark purple light around its body, and danced gracefully in the air, some clumsy dance steps and bursts of low insect chirps and buzzing sounds intertwined into a soul-stirring dance music, and the rippling dark purple light quickly spread; The strange dance steps tapped, and the faces of the four immortal cultivators changed drastically and hurriedly defended, but unfortunately the body protection aura did not work at all;

The eyes of the gray-clothed Taoist and the lean man suddenly had a mistle, and the flowing ink waved his hand to draw the blood-stained demeanor, with a phantom light to cut through the gray-clothed Taoist's protective aura, and directed straight towards his eyebrows; It's a pity that the gray-clothed Daoist was only initially moved by the Worm Duo Soul Dance, and dodged the fatal blow of the flowing ink ink at the last moment.

"Damn, that is a rare shape-shifting demon beast!" The gray-clothed Taoist slapped the lean man to his senses, his voice full of hatred; The lean man also had a gloomy face, looking straight at the dancing black boy, his eyes were in a trance from time to time;

"Kill that bug quickly!... Oh no!!!" The gray-clothed Taoist couldn't help himself, and looked at the two immortal cultivators who dealt with the black boy who had been completely lost and stood in place; I couldn't help but turn my head to the lean man and said, both of them turned their eyes to the black boy; didn't notice that Liumo had quickly and silently pounced on the two who had lost their sanity, and then approached the past with a fluttering figure, easily destroying their souls; The two who were still alive with hatred bared their teeth.

"Hmph," Liumo disdainfully ignored the murderous gaze, and then the spiritual power was unreservedly released to inject the blood-stained demeanor, and the blood-colored long knife, which was already large enough, directly skyrocketed, and the blade was slightly bent inward, like a death scythe without a long handle;

Liumo Mo was a little surprised, he never thought that the blood-stained demeanor would continue to change after injecting so much spiritual power; But it feels more textured and more agreeable.

"She hides her strength!" The thin man's face was a little ugly, but the gray-clothed Taoist was silent, but the hand that was originally holding the dust shook suddenly, and the original immortal wind Dao bone's breath changed in vain; There was a faint glow of blood all over his body, and his nails extended an inch and turned purple and black; The pure white whisk also changed, and with a demonic aura, it fiercely pumped towards the flowing ink.

"It turned out to be a blood cultivator, haha..." Liumo couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two people with a strong blood light and a fishy smell around them, the two of them had a hideous look on their faces, and then suddenly each raised a flag with a terrifying grimace with a strong smell of blood; The bloody and irritable howls of the big wave of the law dug rushed to Liumo Momo.

Liumo Mo opened his arms with a smile to meet the bloody man, the gray-clothed Taoist and the lean man's eyes flashed with a different color, and they couldn't help but glance at each other suspiciously, and then the ruthlessness in their eyes immediately appeared; Unleash the gore rage faster.

The flowing ink ink that was wrapped in blood and madness showed a pleasant expression, and the power of the blood demon in her soul felt that this kind of negative energy had awakened, as if she felt incomparably delicious food, revealing her high-tech feelings, and rushed out of her body with lightning speed, burning proudly;

Those bloody mantras were originally howling and roaring to devour the fresh flesh and blood of the flowing ink, but after feeling the power of the blood demon queen, which is a devouring power that is not known how many levels higher than them, they immediately screamed in horror, and when the power of the blood demon queen condensed and ignited into a blood flame, they lost the idea of escaping, and the instinctive fear of the power of the blood demon queen made them obediently surrender; The power of the blood demon around the flowing ink was swallowed into the stomach like a long whale absorbing water, without the slightest power to resist.

"Something is wrong! Why do I feel that there are fewer and fewer blood souls?" The lean man who was originally waiting for the ink to be devoured by blood said with a frown, the gray-clothed Daoist's face was also a little ugly, and the smell of blood in the blood soul flag in his hand had faded a little;

"It's wrong, those bloody irritants... It looks like something has taken them away!" the lean man was startled, his eyes staring at the bloody area, but his steps couldn't help but retreat;

"Could it be that she has the magic weapon of Buddhism in her hand?" The gray-clothed Taoist was about to speak, but he suddenly wanted to be fixed, and the lean man looked at him with some doubts, and then looked at the bloody place; My eyes widened.

I saw that the irritability in the blood was originally a look of resentment and unwillingness, but when they saw it clearly, they gasped and found that those irritability were all unified and respectful looks; The figure of Liumo can already be seen through the blood, and the blood, which is getting lighter and lighter, is constantly inhaled by Liuink, but with those irritable and weird expressions, it looks like those restless people are voluntarily thrown into the arms of Liuink.

The terrifying scene like the blood-colored Shura hell shocked the two blood cultivators, and the black boy also stopped dancing, returned to the wisteria beast car a little tired, and lazily went to the roof of the car, looking at the figure of the flowing ink like the Shura Demon King, and his eyes were full of worship colors.

"It tastes good," the last trace of blood around Liumomo's body was sucked away, leaving only the blood-colored pure aura like flames on the surface of the body rising; There was still a trace of blood under the eyes of the flowing ink, although there was no trace of blood, but it still made the terrifying bodies of the gray-clothed Taoist and the lean man seem to see ghosts and gods;

"Your souls smell dirty, and they are not as bad as those irritable; Otherwise, you should be able to increase your cultivation after eating~;" There was a bloodthirsty taste at the corners of Liumomo's mouth, but the two were awakened by her voice, and the two of them turned around and fled frantically, and then Liumomo walked towards them step by step without hurrying.

The blood flame that was originally wrapped in flowing ink seemed to come to life, and suddenly extended two tentacles as thick as pythons, and quickly chased after the two people who fled frantically; The eyes that were peeking at them in the dilapidated or ornate buildings were startled by the terrifying aura of the Shura around the inked ink, and they quickly fled, like a pest that had encountered an insecticide.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to go shopping in a low-key way~~" Liumo Mo extinguished the two blood cultivators into dust, and then looked at the large area around him with dissatisfaction, and there was no longer a bit of cultivator breath in the area.

"Master, isn't this good~ low-key or something, there will be a lot of trouble~~"

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