The four black walls were like cages, forming a solid fortress with faintly mottled rocks on it, locking the Night Hall Lord directly inside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Both of them were taken aback and let out exclamations. Xiao Dong's changes are so great that he is so strong that even their hall master can beat it.

But it didn't last long before the black cage began to shake rapidly and swell.

I only heard a boom, cracks were all over the cage, the Lord of the Dark Night Hall laughed wildly, stepped on the seat under him, and glared at Xiao Dong with imprints: "This is the power of the Godhead, it is really powerful enough, but if you want to trap me, you are still a little tender, so let's die!"

The black prison cage was broken, Xiao Dong was shocked, snorted, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Without saying a word, he picked up the giant que in his hand and slashed towards the Lord of the Night Temple.

The Lord of the Dark Night Hall sneered, waved his arm, and a token-like thing flew out, and the black light was wanton, and it suddenly condensed into a black gate.

Xiao Dong immediately felt a feeling of suffocation, and before the person arrived, he saw a cold smile on the corner of the Dark Night Hall Lord's mouth, and shouted: "Open!"

Whew!

The wind swept and the doors were wide open.

The eerie wind howled from within, and half of the sky was covered with no luster, making people feel as if they had fallen into an endless black hole.

Xiao Dong's original slashing figure suddenly pulled forward and rolled towards the inside of the gate.

"Rashomon, is it Rashomon again?" The old Pao'er and others below were shocked.

Centrifugal suddenly laughed and pointed to everyone: "That's right, this is the real Rashomon." What I used with Lifeng just now was just a superficial thing, and now, it is the true power of Rashomon. Our Night Temple Lord holds the Rasheng Token in his hand, and the weak ones are all ants...... ”

Xiao Dong desperately surged the strength of his whole body, and the giant fence was in front of him, trying to resist the power of Rashomon's sucking. But Rao is like this, and his figure is not short to move forward. Inside Rashomon, I don't know what it is, once it is sucked in, I'm afraid it will never be able to come out again.

"Shura, when you can't fully exert the power of the godhead, you can't beat me at all. The Lord of the Night Hall exerted his strength again, and said with a hideous smile, "We are very interested in you, come back with me, and we will have a good chat." ”

"Talk about your uncle!" Xiao Dong opened his mouth to scold, and the red light of Juque flashed, and he slashed towards Rashomon with a sword towards the sky.

With this sword, Xiao Dong exerted the strength of his whole body, and the huge edge was as if he could split half of the sky.

Airplanes!

Rashomon let out a deafening roar, and after shaking violently, it turned out to be intact. Xiao Dong's arm was numb, and Juque almost flew out of his hand. I didn't expect this Rashomon to be so strong.

At the same time, Xiao Dong had a bad premonition, according to his estimate, this sword could completely shake Rashomon, why didn't it turn out?

"Shura, you don't know much about the power of the Godhead. The Lord of the Dark Night Hall looked like he knew everything about it, and said with a smile, "What about inheriting the power of the Godhead, without years of fusion, you can't become a true god at all, and what you can exert is only two or three out of ten." And your cultivation is too low, so the power to use the Godhead is also limited. It should be almost consumed now, and soon you will fall back to the original realm, so I advise you not to do fearless struggle. ”

Xiao Dong suddenly realized, no wonder he faintly felt powerless, it turned out to be this reason.

He did feel that the power in his body was fading, and in his current state, he was afraid that he could only activate the power of Godhead once.

Damn it!

Xiao Dong scolded secretly, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't be alarmist here, see how I broke your Rashomon!"

No matter what, it must be persevered, Xiao Dong picked up the giant que and slashed again. But every time in the future, the strength will be weakened by a few points, and the threat to Rashomon will become less and less motivating.

The Lord of the Dark Night Hall just sneered, palmed the Rashomon in his hand, and watched Xiao Dong being sucked into it step by step.

Everyone's hearts are tense, the strongest strength now is Xiao Dong, if even he can't beat the Lord of the Dark Night Palace, wouldn't the others be even worse.

"Xiao Dongzi, let's help you!" Led by Prime Minister Bai, the White Palace, Lao Pao'er and others, all rushed forward together. But he didn't have time to exert his strength, and he was stopped by the Lord of the Night Temple. A black barrier, forming a thick wall, could not be broken through at all.

"Damn, what kind of person is this, so strong?"

"It's horrible, we can't even get up close. ”

"Prime Minister Bai, you have the highest realm here, can you see who this Night Hall Lord is?"

Prime Minister Bai gritted his teeth while struggling to slash the barrier: "In my cognition, I have never contacted or heard of them, which is really weird. ”

Everyone was slashing with all their strength, including Xiao Dong, who was also struggling desperately. But as time passed, their strength wore out, and so did their hope. As for the Night Hall Lords, they were standing in the air, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths all the time. They seemed to enjoy the feeling, watching the ants struggle uselessly.

Thundered!

At this time, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, another major earthquake occurred.

Snowflakes are flying and fluttering.

The ground cracked in countless ways, spreading in all directions like a spider's web.

The faces of all the people changed, and they followed the prestige. The statue of the goddess not far away began to crumble from top to bottom. Layer after layer, when the complete statue shattered into powder, a pink halo instantly swelled, staining the heavens and the earth.

Even the dark aura of the Night Hall Lord was greatly shaken.

"What's going on? How did the statue of the goddess break?"

"Could it be that the inheritance has failed?"

"Oh no, the persimmon is gone...... ”

Prime Minister Bai and the others were even more desperate, Xiao Dong couldn't defeat the Lord of the Dark Night Palace, and the inheritance of the persimmon failed, which was tantamount to the extinction of the last hope.

The Night Hall Lord stared into the air, frowning slightly.

The next moment, he suddenly let out a low cry and hurriedly dodged sideways: "Not good!"

I saw that the pink halo was constantly spreading, seemingly soft, but it contained a powerful destructive power. With a click, shattered the black barrier laid down by the Night Hall Lord, and struck him heading at him.

Affected by this interference, the Lord of the Night Temple was forced to have no choice but to temporarily take Rashomon back.

Xiao Dong's huge pressure suddenly dissipated, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated to the back.

"You, you're ...... This is the ...... of the goddess of cherry blossoms. After avoiding the halo, the Night Hall Lord stared at the other side in shock.

Only then did everyone realize that in the air behind them, a curling body was floating.

The persimmon wrapped in a long skirt ribbon flutters in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth, which makes people awe and longing.

She looked straight at her, full of inviolable majesty, and spat out a few words word by word: "No matter who you are, don't want to hurt my friend." ”

Xiao Dong turned his head to look and said in surprise: "Persimmon, you're awake!"

"Don't say more, kill the enemy first. The face of the coffin was cold, and even his speech was so crisp and neat.

"Hmph, they're just pseudo-gods, but they've inherited some godhead powers, don't bluff here. The Lord of the Dark Night Hall snorted coldly and raised the Rashomon token again.

How could the persimmon let him open the Rashomon Gate, and a few flashes greeted him, and countless cherry blossom petals appeared out of thin air and flew away.

Xiao Dong didn't dare to slack off, because his godhead power was constantly decreasing, and he had to take advantage of this time to kill or drive the other party away as soon as possible, otherwise, their situation would be equally dangerous.

Juque slashed, the red edge, extremely powerful.

The two fought side by side, which made the Night Hall Lord a little at a loss for a while.

"The power of the godhead is limited, I see how long you can last?" The Night Hall Lord couldn't help but roar after being beaten and unable to fight back.

"Really?" the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he glanced at Xiao Dongdao, "Give full play to all your strength, and we will decide the outcome with one move." ”

"Okay!" Xiao Dong knew that the persimmon might be about to open some big move, so he hurriedly used all the strength of his body, all of which were condensed on the giant que, and slashed at the Lord of the Dark Night Temple.

This sword Xiao Dong was also ruthless, almost emptying out all the power in his body, even if the Lord of the Dark Night Hall was strong, it was not easy to take this move.

The Lord of the Dark Night Hall looked startled, and released Rashomon, and the huge yin wind rolled again, catching up with the edge.

Click!

This time, Juque's edge split a crack in the Rashomon Gate, but it did not shatter again, but healed again under the strong support of the Lord of the Night Temple. However, the Night Hall Lord's face also turned a little pale, and it seemed that this move had also wasted a lot of strength.

"Your strength is exhausted, I think you still have what skills you have?" The Lord of the Dark Night Hall was proud, but he saw that his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were clasped, and his ten fingers flew quickly, conjuring up pink rays of light, and cherry blossoms were flying, wrapping around his body.

In an instant, the spectacle unfolded.

The cherry blossoms are flying in the sky, and they all run towards the hammers. Soon, someone discovered that at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, on the countless cherry blossom trees, the cherry blossoms that were originally budding were all blooming at this moment. Although it is only for a moment, it shows the most beautiful beauty, touching and shocking.

"Cherry blossoms!" Countless cherry blossoms condensed into six tornadoes, which continued to roll around the persimmon. The moment her eyes opened, the jade finger suddenly clicked, and the six tornadoes roared like wild dragons, rushing towards the Night Hall Lord.

The pupils of the Lord of the Dark Night Temple shrank, and he shouted, "Rashomon!"

The yin wind swept away, rolling like a river, and the momentum was terrifying, which showed that he did not dare to spare any strength at this time.

The cherry blossom tornado, the yin wind of Rashomon, the former is beautiful, the latter is vicious, the moment of collision, the heaven and the earth shook, and in the line of sight, it seems that there are only cherry blossoms and black gas.

Thundered!

Like a dragon roaring overhead, the heart seems to jump out. Six cherry blossom tornadoes marched in unison and crashed into Rashomon. Rashomon held on tightly for a few seconds before he was knocked out of a hole and approached the chest of the Night Hall Lord.

"No....... I only heard a sharp roar from the Lord of the Night Temple, and I was drowned in the countless cherry blossoms, and there was no more movement.

Bang bang bang!

Cherry blossoms burst and dance all over the sky.

The voice of the Night Hall Lord appeared in everyone's sight again, but now he was not as arrogant as he was just now, he was in a mess, several deep blood marks were scraped on his face, and his breath was even more decadent.

Without hesitation, he hurried away with a centrifugal and a breath left.

"Want to go?" the hammer snorted, and a ribbon flew out and shot over.