Chapter 697: Competing for the Black Light of Cloud Brocade
Nangong Xiang was arrogant and conceited, and he did not restrain himself, thinking that getting rid of Caracia and Ling Xuanluo was already hand-to-hand, but who knew that Caracia actually asserted conclusively that he was doomed to failure. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Nangong Xiang thought that the caracal was slandering him, put away the smile on his face, and scolded: "You evil seed, you shouldn't have come to the world! You are a little bold, and you are willing to escape from my illusion maze in such a terrible way as locking up and returning to Ningning." If before, I looked down on you as an illegitimate child, after this incident, I really can't admire you. But no matter how righteous you are, you can't escape the fate of being cleaned up by my uncle and being my defeated. Can you die without stiffening, turn into a ghost and run to save Ling Xuanluo, and think you are better than me? You are trapped here by me, and you can't even escape, so you dare to arbitrarily impose the word 'defeat' on me?"
"Hmph!" the caracal let out a long sneer, and sneered: "The arrogant army will be defeated, you are arrogant like this, don't you think that you are not far from destruction? You attribute everything I have done to the lock-up and return to peace, but I don't know what I have done, so that after turning into a ghost, I can easily wander around the virtual realm, not only do not let you control me, but you can also control you in turn until my soul dissipates." ”
The more Nangong Xiang listened, the more mysterious he became, and his bark face became even more gloomy and terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and asked: "You control me?
Cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said provocatively: "First of all, my brain is dead, you don't want to capture my brain waves again, the key to the cloud gate that you are eager to ask for, I'm afraid you will never think of it!"
Nangong Xiang pursed his lips and smiled, "Although you are a dead demon king, your arrogance in life has not diminished in the slightest. Even if you can escape my mirror gate array with death in the end, how can you be sure that the key is still safe in your mind? Is it just a key that you think is 'control'?"
As he spoke, he shook the black gold scepter to sweep the black light towards the caracal.
Ling Xuanluo saw it in his eyes, exclaimed in surprise and wanted to step forward to stop him, and motioned for him not to interfere, and continued leisurely: "When I can say the word 'control', I am definitely not talking. Although I have no kung fu on my body, the golden light emitted by this carrion corpse comes from the light of the demon king in my previous life, which can cover me from being found by you. From now on, you are in the light and I are in the dark, and you and I are in the opposite position, and no matter what you try, you can be known to me in advance. So no matter how powerful your mana is, how can you fight against me, a ghost?"
As he spoke, the black light swept into the golden light menacingly. Nangong shook the scepter viciously, and the skull began to spin extremely fast, it seemed that he wanted to use the black light to suppress the golden light and annihilate the caracal, so that he could completely dissolve.
Ling Xuanluo was shocked, and subconsciously raised his arm, only to remember that he had lost his strength, not to mention the Heavenly Sword, and even the ordinary purple sword qi could no longer be released.
He reluctantly gave up his plans, but he was only distracted for a moment, and when he looked at the two intersecting rays of light, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and no longer worried.
It turns out that before the intersection of the two lights, the golden light is soft, and the black light is fierce, and there is a tendency of "black" swallowing "gold".
But after the meeting, the two fell into one place, and as soon as the black light touched the golden light, the golden light burst out with thousands of curled golden wires, wrapping the black light in a circle, wrapping it in it like a silk cocoon.
The black light was strongly oppressed and gradually faded, like water being evaporated, turning into particles and emitting golden light, seeping into the rain and mist, and then disappearing.