"In order to survive, would you rather be taken in as a minion? What a big ghost Zhu Ao, don't be ashamed anymore! Hei Xiaoba sarcastically sneered. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info voice did not fall, and the whip of "snap" was whipped over.

"It's not a shame, anyway, you're dead!" Zhu Ao was discovered by someone who had changed himself, and he seemed to be annoyed and angry, and he counterattacked while shouting.

Plants can't leave their place, and Zhu Ao's stomach and stomach are seriously injured, and he can no longer exert his own cultivation and yin power, nor can he devour all things. So, her clothes and streamers became weapons. And with her scream, those clothes and belts that seemed to come to life stretched out like ghost claws, one to meet the soul chain, and the other to catch Hei Xiaoba.

At the same time, Zhu Ao's long black hair stood up like a sharp sword, straight in the direction of the enemy. Some, having detached themselves from her head and scalp, flew around her.

The ghost cried wolf, and at her feet was the sound of the grass and trees. The whole picture looks weird and inexplicable, obviously it is human, but it makes everyone feel like they are in Shura Hell.

This made Zhu Ao look full of anger, as if he had been newly nourished, and turned back into the fierce big ghost, the big ghost who participated in the last god and demon war and was able to successfully escape, second only to the big ghosts of those demon kings.

However, before she could make a move, the North Abyss made the first move.

Before, when Hei Xiaoba was playing with Zhu Ao and the "Botanical Garden", Bei Mingyuan had been standing by and watching, looking calm and relaxed, as if he was planning to stand by and watch.

But in fact, he was seriously injured, and if he moved without permission, he would be seen to be physically vulnerable. On the surface, he is calm and light, but in fact, he is secretly trying to breathe and desperately suppress the injury. At the same time, he is also observing the situation.

He didn't expect Hei Xiaoba to be more alert and alert than he thought, and he found the other party's weakness so quickly. He knows that the opportunity cannot be lost, and it will never come again. Therefore, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and drew out the blood in his heart, so as to forcibly urge his internal breath and quickly improve his mana, not caring that this would cause great damage to his body.

Now, his mana has returned to his usual seventy percent, but after this battle, he will have to breathe for a considerable period of time before he can return to his normal state. It may also ...... There is no way to recover.

His actions were sinister, like a river embankment that was riddled with holes, but forced its way down from the upper reaches and built dams to store the water, hoping to drown everything with the surging water. But after that, there is a risk that the upstream will dry up, or the levee will collapse completely.

All the sources are trickles, and when they go downstream, they become galloping horses. It's all a little bit of water, but it's not so easy.

It's just that he can't manage too much.

If Zhu Ao leaves, it will be infinitely harmful to the human world, the underworld, and even the demon world. And he couldn't fulfill the old man's instructions thousands of years ago because he was incompetent, but he did his best, and if God didn't help him, then he couldn't at least make the situation worse.

And he firmly believes that Zhu Ao's mysterious supporter is the one he has been waiting for thousands of years. He didn't expect the other party to appear at this time, and he used Zhu Ao to test by chance.

He boldly speculated that this situation proved that the one was not completely ready, and must have been alarmed by something and had to be born early, so he hid his head and showed his tail, and had a lot of worries.

Otherwise, the other party will be crushed directly, so why take the method of indirect attack? Then, if he shows weakness, the other party will immediately attack when he sees an opportunity.

It's a pity that the wooden soldiers he has prepared for many years were destroyed, and he has no other hole cards in his hand for the time being, plus his cronies are seriously injured, and other subordinates are not around to obey orders, so there is no chance of winning.

But in this case, if he is cowardly and does not fight, let that one realize his present predicament, one of them will not survive tonight. Maybe even the lights of those thousands of homes will gradually go out.

So even if he pretends, even if he is weak-hearted, even if he is strong on the outside, he has to be tough. Because, this is the only chance he can turn around!

And that mortal woman, he didn't want her to die here.

Intentions, thoughts, and actions, all in one go. The North Abyss waved his hand and threw the Xuanjie Sword into the air.

Although the ice crystal-like narrow fairy sword felt that the master's internal injuries were very serious, and the tip of the sword trembled lightly with worry, it still obeyed the order, flew into the air, froze, and then spun wildly. Soon, the sword body turned into a sword shadow, radiating a brilliant silver light.

For a while, it could compete with the moonlight, and even the starry sky was dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, the North Abyss flicked its index finger, and a little bit of bean red flew towards Zhu Ao.

Zhu Ao was obviously very jealous of the North Abyss, and was startled when he saw this. Trying to dodge, she puffed up her clothes in the wind, holding herself up like a ball, and retracting the ones that were guarding herself, forming a wriggling circle of small black enchantments.

However, this is simply not useful.

The red was as fast as lightning, and the "snap" was directly printed on Zhu Ao's forehead. If you look closely, it is actually an incomprehensible magic word, half an inch in size, shining like a beautiful ruby.

"Something! Ahhhhh......h

Bei Mingyuan ignored her, raised his right hand high, and the Xuanjie Sword returned to his grasp with a "whoosh".

With a sword in his hand, he didn't look at Hei Xiaoba, who was stunned on the side, and strode into the big clump of ghost grass domineeringly, like chopping melons and vegetables, and with the power of destruction, he cut off those seemingly tenacious and strange plants that were difficult to pull out. Hei Xiaoba tried his best to destroy a little bit, but he was like sweeping thousands of troops.

That's because when the Xuanjie Sword and the moon competed for glory before, the silver light sprinkled fell on the ground, like a piece of ice, and froze the so-called "herbs" that wriggled, screamed, and struggled, waving their tentacles like octopuses on the bottom of the sea, into popsicles.

The white and transparent ice, wrapped in inky black, went from teeth and claws to immobility. Strange shapes everywhere, like ugly goblins who have been frozen in time.

From a physical point of view, quick-frozen things are relatively hard, but they are also easy to break. So as long as the sword wind of the Xuanjie Sword swept by, all the ghost grass would turn into powder. It was too late to utter a cry of fear, let alone go up in smoke.

"Gee, you're really strong." An inexplicable voice sounded, unable to distinguish between men and women, unable to distinguish direction, and unable to distinguish the tone and mood of the speaker.

"In the human world, only you are worthy of being my opponent." The voice said again.

(Today's Singles' Day, I wish all the singles in my book fans to find their love as soon as possible.) All happy people, remember not to abuse single dogs. That's right, a lot of people still have to buy it. (To be continued.) )