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The winter beaver frowned, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong, and the soul power in the divine soul was rapidly mobilized, outlining the appearance of a wing in the divine soul......

At the same time, the spiritual power protected the body intact, and the next moment, the winter beaver man had already flown up in the air and retreated sharply.

And a figure in an ink-robed robe suddenly appeared behind him, and as soon as he made a move, he swirled towards the place where the winter beaver was standing just now, with a huge vortex of spiritual power.

If the winter beaver hadn't moved just now, I'm afraid that he would have been seriously injured at this moment!

Mo Li narrowed his eyes and his voice was cold: "I didn't expect you to be able to dodge my attack." ”

He stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, his expression bloodthirsty and cold: "Leave her." ”

Did you finally tear the mask?, the winter beaver quietly took another step back.

Mo Li is a god-transforming monk, and her god-soul cultivation is only a primordial infant, even if the spiritual power in the god's soul is sufficient, she will not go beyond the god-turning.

So against Mo Li, she doesn't have any advantages at all, some are just disadvantages!

How?

It seems that there is no way, because the suppression of the level is like a moat, and it must not be crossed, and the winter beaver now regrets that his body cultivation is only to build a foundation, if it is Jin Dan, this situation may not be too passive today......

But now it's too late to think about that, Moli's attack is close at hand, and the rapidly coming figure seems to be able to pinch the slender neck of the winter beaver in just a moment.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the left foot stepped back sharply, and at the same time, the right hand was raised, and something was hurriedly thrown into the air, and then the soul power in the divine soul was quickly activated, and the body shot outward.

Looking at the ink glass again, it suddenly fell from a void, and when I raised my eyes again, there was no more winter beaver in front of me.

The surrounding area is a verdant green, full of vitality but also hidden murder, but this piece of green flaw is too obvious, and the power is not very great, but ......

He squinted his eyes, given time, on the day when the array matured, he would definitely be able to kill people beyond the ranks!

I didn't expect the winter beaver to quietly set up such a formation in the effort of talking to them, and he could be so amazing at a young age, he must not stay!

Thinking like this, Mo Li quickly broke through the formation and followed the footprints of the winter beaver.

But she said that the winter beaver found a random place and ran wildly, and she didn't know where it would lead, only that she had to go faster, faster.

But no matter how fast her movements are, she can't match the speed of Mo Li, who is a god cultivator, and even if Dong Li has the blessing of soul power, it is still much worse than Mo Li.

Therefore, it didn't take long for the winter beaver to hear the sound of breaking the air behind him, as if it was in his ears.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Li's palm had already landed on her shoulder......

After a brief and rapid collision, the body of the winter beaver fell straight from the air like a frightened bird.

"Bang!" slammed to the ground.

The floating dust covered the face of the winter beaver, and the blood in her throat surged, and she held back it stubbornly.

Struggling to get up from the ground, she slowly sketched a beautiful smile that landed on her slightly immature face was a little strange, but also absolutely amazing.

"Hehe, senior Moli, why bother to kill them all. ”

There was a moment of confusion in Mo Li's eyes, but after a moment, he reacted, and this little girl unknowingly set up a phantom array for him again!

But this moment of distraction was already the best opportunity for Moli to lose.

There was no sign of the beaver in front of him.

She had already fled the moment she activated the Phantom Array, and it would take a long time for Mo Li to catch her up again.

Because Gangcai's phantom array was actually not an ordinary phantom array, she had fused into the divine soul attack, which was enough to change Mo Li's cognitive memory for a period of time, just like what Dong Beaver had done with that foundation building monk.

The winter beaver covered his chest with one hand and stumbled forward with the sword embryo in the other, the scorching sun hung high, and the blazing sun seemed to roast the winter beaver.

But he said that Mo Li's side, following the direction he thought the winter beaver had fled for a while, he realized that something was wrong.

The winter beaver cultivator was there, and he was injured again, and his speed couldn't be fast, but he hadn't seen a figure after chasing him for so long?

There's definitely something wrong here!

Mo Li frowned, and suddenly stopped.

The hands are flipped and the ten fingers twist and flip flexibly, outlining a mysterious pattern.

All of a sudden, the wind blew and the leaves rustled, as if they were responding to something.

They swayed the branches, swayed the leaves, and the whole forest was left with only the sound of "rustling", strange harmony.

Naturally, the winter beaver heard this voice too, and her pale face swept around, and suddenly it was gloomy above, only the leaves of the branches that writhed for no reason seemed strange and mysterious.

A hint of foreboding hung over her heart, and she only felt that her every move seemed to be being watched by someone......

Not good!

Perhaps she can communicate with these trees and know her location?

The beaver's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sped up.

Mo Li slowly opened his eyes, and a strange light surged in his eyes: I have caught you.

The next moment, his figure shot out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, heading in the direction of the winter beaver.

Moli is like a falcon falling from the sky, with swift speed and sharp claws, while the winter beaver is like a chicken that swallows slowly on land and has broken its foot.

As soon as he swooped down, his spiritual power was pressed down like a small mountain, and the winter beaver had almost no ability to resist, so he was pinched by Mo Li's neck and lifted high into the air.

"Tsk, little thing, you've teased me again and again, and I have to say that you're really talented. ”

Stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking his lips, Mo Li said again, "I have never seen a monk as talented as you. ”

The beaver's face was flushed, and he struggled to grow his mouth and breathe.

"But what about the talent? You should die. A hint of pleasure flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and the hand holding his neck tightened tighter and tighter.

The beaver struggled to open his mouth wide and stick out his tongue to breathe hard, his hand scratching at Moli's body and trying to get out of Moli's hand.

His eyes widened in horror, less and less air he could breathe, and the hideous face in front of him was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, so clear, boundless hatred suddenly poured out.

I hate him as much as I am unwilling in my heart, I can't wait to eat his flesh and blood, and I can't wait to beat him to death.

There was a blood red in his eyes, staring at Mo Li's face, and slowly, the winter fox finally stopped breathing, and gently fell on Mo Li's face like a wonderful feather.

Ruining a genius may make Mo Li happy, he let go gently, and the body of the winter beaver was like a pinch of loess, and finally fell to the ground.