Chapter Thirty-Four: Mo Bailong, Will Enter the Wine!
Di Wei exhaled like a dragon, that Li Moyan's hands were stronger than the giant sword, and the tip of the sword collided unscathed, leaving only a faint white mark in the palm of his hand, and the sword light still couldn't hurt him.
"I heard that this person studied under the Han Fairy in the Holy Land of the Snow Mountain, and his empty soul spirit and the snow cold seal are blended with each other, and it is really difficult to hurt him with a sword. The huge stone wings of the heather ghost protected Li Mobai by his side, and the stone pupils stared intently at the two of them in the field and said in a muffled voice.
As if in response to the words of the heather ghost, Li Moyan was in a ghostly light, and a fierce wind roared out from Li Moyan's seven orifices, attacking Di Xiao.
"Drink!" Di Xiao's right hand twisted, the tip of the sword rolled up a wind cone, and the retrograde wind and snow were broken by this sword qi, and the momentum of stealing the bell was once again in Li Moyan's palm, and finally heard a "click", and several layers of thin ice armor were forced out by the sword qi and turned into powder in the wind and snow.
The ice crystal of the protective body was broken, Li Moyan's face was expressionless, but there was a trace of fanaticism in his pupils.
Mountain people often walk in the forest, and they are inevitably lonely and lonely. Especially Li Moyan, who is accompanied by ice and snow all day long, and all the same doors are assimilated by the cold, and over time, there is no other scenery to watch except facial paralysis. When I came to kill people today, I never thought that its host was more peculiar than all the people I had seen, and the absolute seal was even more violent, and I couldn't help but feel like I was physically and mentally connected, and I wanted to laugh out loud and let go of a fight, how could I take care of all kinds of taboos, and even my sister who I hadn't seen for a long time had no time to pay attention to.
He wanted to kill, he wanted to see how many means Di Wei had to resist.
The big cat chirped angrily, its claws tore open half of the wings of the Vermilion Bird, wrapped in blazing flames and rolled back, its body was scorched and blackened, although it was attacked by the fire, but it was useless, and it was still cold when it opened its mouth and exhaled.
The snow flakes became more and more exaggerated, and the rapidly rotating six-sided snow gradually gathered in the air, and as the trajectory of Li Moyan's hands compressed into a restless ball, the loud sound of the wind hitting echoed between his hands, perhaps it was these hands that suppressed the century-old wind flow.
"Maybe you can see that I won't live long, but if you really want me to stop here, please take your sister back to Coldpole Peak, so I don't have anything to worry about. Di Wei tilted his head sideways to listen, listening to whether Li Moyan's heartbeat was really as hard as iron as others.
Li Moyan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly remembered that he had a sister he hadn't seen for many years, and the white pupils that had been soaked in the wind and snow moved, and finally locked on Di Wei.
The earthquake trembled, the snow and fog surged, Li Moyan and Changle Weiyang, who were standing on top of the frenzy, were cold, the snow and fog condensed into a high-speed rotating ice wheel with Li Moyan's dead-like stiff arms waved down, and the miserable howl shot out, and the endless ice wheel cut through the air, cut through the wind and snow, and poured out the space, and the void of the black hole began to devour the ice wind.
It has surpassed the breath of Ling Dao, but there is no spiritual power circulation, and the native Sunset, the Great Sun Wuzun. The heather ghost was expressionless, except for the two old things that had not yet appeared, Canglong Fall and Xingdao Wentu, most of the other Absolute Seals were at the peak of Ling Dao, and there was still some time before they broke through to the Creation Heaven, but Changle Weiyang found this host and matched it perfectly, and actually swallowed the spirit of heaven and earth in one breath to open up a world shrouded in ice and snow, and after the void, it was naturally a vast snow-colored ice and snow.
Countless snow demon ice ghosts loomed behind the void, and it seemed that they could break through that barrier and descend here at any time.
The stone skin of the heather ghost is mottled, and the stone chips are peeled off by the ice and snow, especially Li Mobai, who is heavily protected under the stone wings, is still afraid to move at this moment, the giant wings of the heather ghost are damaged, and the human blood flows out from the broken part of the heather ghost, and unconsciously, Li Mobai's pupils oozed a smear of gray black.
The smell of wine and sword quietly diffused, just as it came at the same time as a pale glimmer of darkness.
The unruly Cangyuan Dragon Yin descended from the sky, and the cold sword qi slashed the cold qi of the skull, and a wisp of ink qi fell, so there were no more snowflakes to get close.
It was a gray-white dragon, with a thick moisture on the edges of its scales, like the hearty ink of a painting, and it broke out of the paper as soon as he put down his pen.
"......" Mo Bailong's spine emitted a bright light, staring gloomily at Li Moyan and Changle Weiyang.
Many years ago, it was a sword, sleeping on the top of the Sword Mountain, and it was one of the swords of the world.
Now it is a dragon, descending on the Taiheng Zheng Realm, and it is an existence that no one can ignore.
The corners of Di Wei's eyes twitched, and the eyes in the center of his eyebrows became more and more bloody. He was very angry, because Li Mobai's life and death were looked down upon, and what he didn't cherish her life was the person who the master and the second master asked him to entrust Li Mobai, Li Mobai's own brother.
Flames suddenly erupted from every pore, the color of the flames was not clean, it seemed to be stained with blood, full of huge resentment and evil energy, the dark body of the evil Vermilion Bird behind it suddenly shook, and screamed madly, Li Moyan's pupils turned, locking on the huge fire beast behind Di Wei, it was absorbing the ...... in Di Wei's body Congenital fire poison!
But it was the fire poison that could incinerate the Yin Yang Martial God, repairing the damaged body of the evil Vermilion Bird that was beaten by Li Tianyao, and the speed was unusually fast, so fast that when Changle Weiyang just reacted, the flames of revenge rolled it up and locked it in a terrifying and hot cage to keep attacking.
"Li Moyan, I decided to drag you to death together. Di Wei still didn't open his eyes, his tall body was wrapped in flames, and the clothes on his body were burned, and orange magma flowed out from under the cracked skin and burst through the veins, and it turned out to be his blood, which was like magma.
The sword rises, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the ink white dragon protects before Li Mobai and the heather ghost, as the most powerful sword in the sword immortal Taibai sword, the ink white dragon is not easy to transform from a weapon, this time it crossed the barrier of 100,000 years and space and forcibly descended, just to help Di Wei and protect the people behind him.
The fate has long been over, but the Mo Bai Dragon likes you, so it appeared here, there is a Mo Bai Dragon, why didn't you see seven million! Li Mobai looked at the phantom that was exactly the same as his father's face and couldn't speak, the old man with wind and thunder in his sleeves, whether it was true or not, whether it really existed is unknown to anyone, but he started with a dragon chant in his hand, and shouted wildly about the wine in his hand, and there were millions of Taibai sword qi crashing into the ice and snow, and the wind and thunder destroyed everything he saw.
Di Wei also raised his hand, and the Haoxuan Tianyang Sword, which was completely occupied by pitch black, closed his eyes tightly and rolled down red.
"If there is a black white dragon, there will be a wine," Di Wei laughed wildly: "If there is no regret, there will be Hongmengtian!" The giant dragon roared angrily at his waist, and the barefoot Di Wei stepped on the fire cloud to stir the wind, and the sword qi converged into a giant wind cone and stabbed down on the person in front of him.
From that moment on, he seemed to have infinite strength and courage.