Mo's ruthless attack was dodged by Ao Ling'er again, her eyes were deep and deep, it stands to reason that this girl can't even dodge one move of her own, but now these are two moves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No, there are cats, hum, yellow-mouthed children, even if there is a magic weapon, I will kill you.

Mo ruthless's next attack was more ruthless than the last.

Its viciousness is not at all like the exercises cultivated on Mozhu Immortal Island.

When he attacked, a faint black silk would overflow from Qianyuan, which was very weird.

Ao Ling'er's face was calm at this time, but only she knew it, just to hide, it used ten percent of her cultivation.

Hard resistance is not a way, there is only a way to hide, but when can you hide this way?

No, if it goes on like this, let alone escape, it is the Qianyuan in the body, and he can consume himself to death.

At this time, he secretly sighed that he didn't usually practice well, and now, he has reached the point where his donkey skills are poor.

Who can be blamed for this?

Alas, let's draw a talisman for you, overtake you.

However, the previous time, the effect was not very obvious, if you were desperate, there would be no effect at that time, wouldn't you put your life in the hands of others?

The moment Ao Ling'er was so distracted, she was hit by Mo Wulu.

There was a faint fishy sweetness in the abdominal cavity that reached the mouth, and he gently brushed away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Tearing the corners of his mouth and smiling bitterly, there is no one with such a weak cultivation.

In his hands, he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, and even those she cultivated in the sect couldn't do it at all.

"A step forward, even if it is a cliff, does not have a chance of survival, and a step back means that there is no chance of survival.

Ya, fight, even if the catastrophe is gone......"

Mo Wuru only heard Ao Ling'er's words, and then his eyes were attracted by a colorful whirlpool.

"Interesting, is this your killer feature? It doesn't seem to be very powerful."

Laughing, this girl is quite naïve, just this little ability, she also wants to send herself away, but she looks down on herself too much.

Ao Ling'er ignored the words of this well-dressed beast, and just poured all the Qianyuan into the talisman drawn with blood.

The color of the sigil was getting brighter and brighter, and the last light was almost catching up with the scorching sun.

And Mo Wuru, who was still unimpressed just now, also saw this scene, his face couldn't help but become a little solemn, and secretly cast a small spell on his body, making an invisible enclosure around his body.

In the years he has been on Mozhu Immortal Island, if it weren't for his carefulness, he wouldn't have known how many times he had been killed.

Be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years, he still has this awareness.

As the talisman became brighter and brighter, Ao Ling'er's Qianyuan also fell sharply in an inverse proportional form.

So much so that in the end, there was not even a trace of vitality left to protect himself.

In the moment before she was tired and paralyzed, she pushed out the talisman seal that had accumulated all her Qianyuan.

Fu Seal smashed hard between the two.

During the period when she gathered Qianyuan, she had been using the red dragon to refine her heart and protect her body, but Mo was ruthless and powerless.

The long-term inability to break through this girl's barrier also gave Ao Ling'er time to breathe.

For cultivators, this minute and second of time was enough for them to do a lot of things.

Including this sigil in front of you.

The Red Dragon Refining Heart Ding is also an ancient treasure, and Ao Ling'er doesn't have to worry about being damaged by this well-dressed beast. (To be continued.) )