"Stinky boy, aren't you happy to transform you out?" Murong Mo patted Shu Ling's head, but unfortunately Shu Ling still had a stinky face, as if someone owed him millions.

The little boy Shuling snorted coldly, and his small mouth spit lightly, and the front turned into a sea of fire, almost burning Mo Qingsheng and the little girl Shuling who were fighting.

"Stop! That's a friendly army!" Murong Mo hurriedly stopped the little boy Shu Ling.

The lords of the plane on the other side were originally on an equal footing with the little girl Shuling, but they found a strange scene.

Murong Mo's Shuling kept on fire, as if he was venting his anger, and he almost burned the little girl Shuling and Mo Qingsheng several times.

Later, the little girl Shuling also got angry, carrying the hem of the blue kimono, stepping on clogs, rushing over, and scuffling with the little boy Shuling.

It's like ...... Two little kids who don't like each other are fighting.

Murong Mo: "......"

Mo Qingsheng: "......"

Lords of the Plane: "......"

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Somewhere on more than a thousand floors of the Heavenly Stairs, a woman was surrounded by countless clock patterns, and when all the time came, it seemed as if she had stood still.

She is Su Ning, and she is the only one on this floor......

and, the six lords of the planes.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous that the famous 'Time Watcher' Su Ning would be reduced to such a state. A three-eyed plane lord smiled slightly: "But it's okay, just let me take your body apart one by one, I'm very interested in the law of time on your body." ”

This three-eyed plane master comes from a great race in the universe, the Three-Eyed Clan. It is said that the Three-Eyed Clan can see through the future and the past, and their ability is similar to that of Su Ning, so this Lord of the Three-Eyed Clan is also one of the people who are most interested in Su Ning.

"Friend of the Three-Eyed Clan, didn't I say that I would take the flesh of the Timewatchers?" said a master of the clay plane made of mud glaring, even though he only had one eye, and it took up most of his face.

The clay people are a relatively rare race in the universe, because it is not easy for the soil to become a spirit.

This master of the clay figure plane may be the only remaining clay figure powerhouse in the universe, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is said that he likes to devour human flesh and blood the most.

"Hehe, you two don't quarrel, let me say something. A raarse and low laugh from a Lord of the Plane wearing a crow's hood, "I want her soul, it's very helpful for me to worship the Night Raven God!"

"Hmph, old crow's servant, did you ask me about the Golden Crow before you did this?" said a huge creature with a bird's head and a human body, covered in golden light, like a divine bird that had fallen from the sun. This is the lord of the plane of the Golden Crow clan, according to legend, the Golden Crow was born from the sun, with the blood of the Great Sun, and the terrifying Golden Crow strong man can even incarnate into a small sun and burn all enemies.

"Hehe, old golden crow, don't say it so ugly, otherwise the soul is half of us?" said the Lord of the Plane wearing a black tooth hood, he looked like a human, but for some reason he had to wear a crow hood, which looked quite weird.

The other two plane lords who didn't speak were a young woman and an old man with a hunchback.

The young woman-looking Lord of the Plane looked like a normal human, but if you stood next to her, you would smell a heavy smell of blood, as if all the blood was coming out of her body.

As for the lord of the hunchbacked old man's plane, with a simple smile, like an old farmer in the countryside, he clubbed a crutch on the ground, but if you look closely, the crutch is actually made of human leg bones!

Although these six plane lords didn't look very harmonious, they stood in a faint position, almost blocking Su Ning's direction where she could escape.

Jiang is old and spicy, and these six plane lords also know how difficult Su Ning is, so

Fight from the beginning and don't give her a chance to escape.

"I hate it, I just accidentally left alone, and I was blocked here by you. Su Ning shrugged helplessly, she always seemed to have a big nerves, even if she was surrounded and suppressed.

"Su Ning, I think you still separate your flesh and soul by yourself. The Lord of the Clay Plane reminded, "Otherwise, if we do it ourselves, you will be worse than dead!"

Su Ning smiled slightly and said, "It's really interesting, why don't you try it?"

"Looking for death...... hunchbacked old man took a step forward, and the crutches made of human bones paced to the ground, "Little girl, don't make a mistake, you also know that you can't survive today, it's better to be honest." ”

"Do you know what I want to do now?" Su Ning stared at the hunchbacked old man's back and smiled, "I want to pull out what you hid in the hunchback!"

"Hehe, you try?" The hunchbacked old man didn't care, as if he felt that Su Ning was just bluffing.

However, the next moment, a dense clock suddenly appeared around the hunchbacked old man's body, and a terrifying huge force appeared out of thin air!

"Stay away from me!" the hunchbacked old man was so experienced that he immediately said, "This little girl has summoned a torrent of time!"

Hearing this, the other lords of the plane immediately retreated, allowing the hunchbacked old man to be surrounded by the countless clocks.

A few seconds later, the countless clocks resonated, and an unknown force suddenly landed in the void!

It's a torrent of time!

People and things that have been washed away will lose time, may age instantly, or may return to youth in an instant.

However, after the hunchbacked old man was hit by the torrent of time, he actually looked safe and sound, he smiled slightly, and touched his beard leisurely.

Burst!

At this moment, the hunchback behind him cracked, and a bloody hand reached out, grasping the flood of time in his hand.

The huge torrent of time was actually caught like this!

Su Ning's brows furrowed slightly, it was the first time she had seen someone crack the attack of the torrent of time like this.

Seriously...... Uncanny.

I saw that the palm of the bloody hand seemed to have a mouth, swallowing the torrent of time into it, and then the bloody hand grabbed it outward, directly grasping the hunchbacked old man's face.

"Oh, good granddaughter, that's not going to work. The hunchbacked old man said with a wry smile, but he didn't stop the movement of the bloody hand, so he let the bloody hand pick out one of his eyeballs.

The bloody hand grabbed the eyeball and slowly retracted it.

The hunchback was closed, and everything just now was like a dream.

Legend has it that the old man raised his granddaughter, who had died young, in a hunchback, and fed thousands of flesh and blood every day...... Over time, his granddaughter seems to have been raised into a monster that is not a ghost or a demon. Seeing this, the Lord of the Three-Eyed Clan Plane said slowly: "But although the granddaughter was raised as a monster, that monster is also somewhat capable, and any attack can be eaten by her, but every time she eats an attack, she will ask for a part of her grandfather's body as a reward." ”

"This time it's a reward for an eyeball, in the past, it was to peel off a fingernail or rub a hair, as you can imagine, that time torrent is indeed a terrible attack!" The Lord of the Three-Eyed Clan's plane suddenly had three eyes glowing, "I want to get it more and more, the law of time on Su Ning's body!"

"Hehe, the little girl is amazing. Although the hunchbacked old man was missing an eyeball, he didn't seem to be affected, and he still laughed and said, "It's not bad to let my good granddaughter take away one of my eyes, and when I feed her your flesh and blood, see if my good granddaughter is not happy to dance on my back?"

"Stinky old man, her flesh is mine!" protested the Lord of the Clay Plane.

"Haha, whoever gets it first will be whoever!" the hunchbacked old man looked up and laughed, and a trace of blood flowed from the eyelid that had lost his eyeball.

It seems that Su Ning is already certain to die.

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Regarding this dilemma, Su Ning tilted her head and smiled, "Old Cup, I still want to get to know your granddaughter well." ”

Hey?

The hunchbacked old man's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Burst!

The hunchback cracked again, and a bloodied monster rushed out, she looked like a human girl, but she was covered in pus, and her head seemed to be infused with gas, almost twice the size of a normal person.

At this time, the monster kept rolling on the ground, clutching its neck with both hands, looking very painful.

All the lords of the planes were stunned when they saw this, even the hunchbacked old man had a stunned expression on his face.

I saw Su Ning show a slightly cold smile, "The things I gave are not so easy to swallow." ”

On the other side, the battle between Luo Lan and the Moon King was also in full swing!

At this time, the muscles of the Devil Crying Monk were all bigger, and he kept punching like a humanoid monster.

Each punch carried a terrifying force that almost shattered the space.

The Moon King turned into a ray of moonlight and moved sideways from side to side, dodging the fists of the Ghost Crying Monk again and again, while Luo Lan on the side was waiting for an opportunity to attack, but her attack was basically ineffective.

There is no other reason, the body of the Ghost Crying Monk is too strong.

Even if Luo Lan used the talent of the Killing Book Department, he could only cause a trace of white marks on the skin of the Ghost Crying Monk, and he couldn't even break the defense.

In the face of this kind of monster, there is really a sense of powerlessness.

"Come and get your death. The Devil Weeping Monk's lips didn't move, but his voice rang out inexplicably.

His voice sounded like an illusory and ethereal feeling, vaguely it seemed to have the charm of the ancient temple bell ringing, and the Taoist meaning was lingering, if other factors were not considered, his voice alone was enough to be called a high-ranking monk.

However, it was such a high-ranking monk who put the Moon King and Luo Lan in an embarrassment.

"Moon King, let's concentrate our attacks on one place. During the battle, Luo Lan spoke to the Moon King.

The Moon King didn't speak, but a soft moonlight appeared in her hand—a scholar, a sword of moonlight.

Luo Lan's ten fingers moved, and suddenly pulled out a snow-white net, which seemed to contain ice and snow, with a cold breath - scholars, snow hidden country.

Shout!

The moonlight flashed.

It's the Moon King who has made a move!

And this time she increased her strength, and the moonlight looked a few points stronger than before, and it slashed straight at the head of the Ghost Crying Monk!

Luo Lan cast a snow-white net at the same time, and the net formed a white silk thread in mid-air, and after twisting it a few times, it stabbed towards the forehead of the ghost crying monk like a poisonous snake!

The timing of these two attacks coincided, as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.

But in fact, since the first year of the Great Tribulation, it is the first time that Luo Lan and the Moon King have fought together.

In less than an hour of fighting together, they found an excellent attack frequency, and to some extent, the two of them had a tacit understanding.

The moonlight and snow-white threads hit the head of the Devil Weeping Monk at a very tricky angle and timing.

And then.

He was bleeding.

The Ghost Crying Monk paused, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from his forehead.

Just a trace of blood.

There is nothing else.

As if to admire the timing and strength of the attack just now, he shed this trace of blood as if rewarded.

"Next, there's no trick, is it?" said the Devil Weeping Monk slowly, his lips still not opening as he spoke.

Luo Lan's expression became solemn, and although the Moon King was wearing a veil, it could be seen that her body trembled slightly.