When Xin Huohuo followed Yan Chao to the seventeenth floor of the ancient tomb crypt, the fiercest battle was begining. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The change of time has a powerful impact on all people in the world, just as the weather is to the grass and trees, and the wind direction is to the dust. And now, it is the moment when the suppression of the demon path is the strongest in a hundred years. However, the most favorable time for ghost cultivation has come in advance.

Originally, Zhu Ao's yin power, anger and cultivation were all used to nourish the wooden soldiers, and they had been almost consumed. She had never been a match for the Northern Abyss, which is why she was captured alive and buried deep under the crypt of the ancient tomb to be used as fertilizer. You must know that she is the number one wanted in the underworld, and no one has ever caught her.

However, today, the North Abyss has not healed from his injuries, and under the agitation of his mood, he almost went mad and vomited blood. In addition, in order to arrange the magic array, the magic characters were constantly written, and the mana consumption was too great, and the overall strength was greatly reduced, only about one percent remained...... Under the advantages of one and the other, the comparison of everyone's strength is half a catty and eight taels. It's a pity that under the influence of the weather, it falls into absolute disadvantage.

"Hahaha, North Abyss, don't blame me, it's the heavens that want to kill you! If I don't obey Heaven's will, won't I practice in vain? Zhu Ao shouted arrogantly.

She felt that the time and space were full of inexplicable power, and she casually turned her inner breath, like abundant water vapor, surging into her almost dry primordial spirit, making her ecstatic and inexplicable. Although she was still in the crypt, she seemed to be free, and she saw the wilderness where she could gallop and devour everything in the world.

And with her wild laughter, her body suddenly grew larger.

Thousands of years of hunger and fatigue made her skinny, like a skeleton with a layer of beautiful skin, and a light gauze ethereal garment on the outside. At this time, she swelled rapidly, and soon occupied half of the cave, and the details of her body were clearly highlighted.

Countless twisted and struggling, painful and desperate faces crawled on her every bone and covered every inch of her skin. It can be said that her whole person is made up of these dead souls and wreckage. She originally came from the Hungry Ghost Dao, and she had done great evil in her lifetime, and cultivating like this has even killed more living beings. Only when she is completely destroyed can these undead be completely liberated! And now, every bit of resentment, every fear, every bit of longing to get rid of in that body has become her formidable strength.

"Cut, can you win if you're big? I didn't expect you to be such a shallow Zhu Ao. Bai Xiaoqi snorted.

His face was very bad, pale and haggard, but his pride and pride were still there, even if he was very short compared to the deformed Zhu Ao, he was full of a sense of standing up to the sky.

Hei Xiaoba stood on the other side of Bai Xiaoqi, without speaking, his eyes showed a light of determination, and the soul chain was tightly held in his hand, and he swore that he would not let Zhu Ao escape.

Bei Mingyuan stood a little ahead, the Xuanjie sword was raised horizontally, and the light on the blade was dim, but there was no intention of retreating.

The three of them were still hostile a moment ago, but at this moment they were joining forces, forming a zigzag shape and surrounding Zhu Ao.

"Come on! Look at me as a ghost, fighting the big people of the gods and demons. Zhu Ao laughed arrogantly and suddenly opened his mouth.

With a "bang", her giant figure suddenly shattered.

No, not broken, but scattered on the ground. The parts that made up her body turned into thousands of strange insects and pigs, large and small, either flying, or crawling, or moving with the wind, like insects and snakes, like bee moths, like locusts, and pounced on the three people in the battle circle. What they have in common is that they all have a big mouth, and they bite wildly when they encounter the flesh and blood of the living.

Not far away, in Zhu Ao's incessant laughter, a huge mouth was formed, which soon became like a boundless wind tunnel, and even the powerful suction seemed to destroy and engulf the entire crypt.

At this time!

The Xuanjie sword rose, although there was no light, but where the sword blade was, the insects that came one after another turned black and gray in an instant, and were sucked back by the wind again. Although it could no longer cut through time and space, it seemed that the rust had a thick and simple force, and under the control of the sword-wielder, it approached the wind tunnel step by step.

Not far away, the black and white fog also rushed left and right, flying up and down. In the mist, white mourning sticks and black soul chains loomed. One of them rushes and fights, headless and brainless, but the fierceness is abnormal, and the other trajectory is difficult to find, the direction is erratic, and it can be tricky and inexplicable. The two styles are very different but complement each other's strengths and weaknesses towards the same goal.

"It's useless, even if you join forces, you can't beat me." Zhu Ao's voice came, "Give up, at least you can run for your life." Why bother endlessly destroying your future. ”

However, the three people who fought against them were silent, showing that their fighting spirit was extremely firm, but it also showed that they were all very hard, and they had to fight for their lives to withstand it.

It's just that they all have a firm belief: Zhu Ao must be trapped, as long as this hour passes, her strength will weaken. The more time passes, the more unfavorable it will be to Zhu Ao. If she is allowed to escape, it will be an endless disaster to the world.

The scene, a momentary stalemate, made the viewpoint next to him very anxious.

Even if Xin Huohuo was a mortal woman, she could see that the three of them were very difficult, almost all of them were gritting their teeth, and they were always on the verge of danger.

"What to do? Would you like to help? She said hurriedly.

"Don't help it." Yan Chao is not angry.

Now he regretted taking this mortal woman down, although the Lord did not look back, but he just felt that the Lord had paid attention to this mortal woman. Now that Zhu Ao is putting on this battle, the Lord and Black and White Impermanence would rather die than let her go. And those disgusting things conjured up by Zhu Ao occasionally rushed over sporadically, if he didn't protect himself, he wouldn't be able to keep Xuanliu. If he does not protect this mortal woman, the Lord will be even more distracted.

He understands that some feelings are difficult to take back when they are released. If this mortal woman harms the Lord again, the Lord still won't bear to see her die. Therefore, this mortal woman eventually became a burden, and he brought it to him.

The important thing is that to this level of fighting, his little bit is not enough to watch. went up to help, but also to pad Zhu Ao's teeth. In the end, if something happens, he won't even have a chance to take the master's hand.

So, stay honest and wait for the right moment is what he has to do. Even if it turns into a horse, it can still run away with the Lord.

That's right, before he knew it, he had already decided that Zhu Ao would win. Because, the situation is actually quite obvious.

I can definitely help! Absolutely. Xin Huohuo muttered nervously.

She is an ordinary human woman, mortal with the naked eye, and in this case, she can't see the path of black and white impermanence at all, but she can see the North Abyss. She looked at him as if he was walking against a strong wind, and every step was extremely difficult. She could see his clenched teeth and the certainty that he would never look back.

(By the way, the music class is really good, and Bi Minghui, a professor of music at Peking University, will give a lecture.) The symphony and percussion are so good that I get goosebumps when I hear it. Good music is cool and resonates with humans. Thank you for always being with me, and I really hope to have the most beautiful music for you. (To be continued.) )