Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Silver-Haired and Blood-Eyed Girl

As soon as the Divine Pattern Armor of Dust Mohuang appeared, it exuded the coercion of the Endless King, and even the attack of the Soul Clone of the Soul of the Soul paused for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The giant sword leaned forward slightly, Chen Mohuang's left hand was raised, and he wiped it in the direction of the giant sword, and the originally simple and unpretentious giant sword actually shone with a dazzling light, and the light was scorching, so that Luo Ran closed his eyes.

After just a second, the light disappeared again, and when Luo Ran looked at it, he found that the giant sword was as black as ink, and there were dark red blood lines flowing on it, and when it moved slightly, it left a trace of black light, as if it was cutting through the void.

Summoning the armor of the divine pattern and lifting the seal of the giant sword are slow to say, but they are only three seconds. Chen Mohuang held the sword in both hands and slashed out a black sword light.

The sword and the ball of energy emitted by the clone of the Si Si Muslim collided without accident, and the imaginary explosion did not happen. The sword is like a ball of energy, and it disappears at the touch of a button. The ball of energy contracted for a while, and countless cracks appeared on its surface, 'Bang! The sound was gone.

The clone of the Soul of the Soul roared, seemingly very angry, and attacked Chen Mohuang with a wave of his front paws.

Luo Ran was a little smaller, and at the same time as the Xi Xi Miao Ling clone was advancing, he also rushed towards the dust Mo Huang, the silver sickle kept waving, and the Dao Dao scythe slashed towards the Xi Miao Ling clone. Even if she knew that the past would not help her, Luo Ran rushed over without thinking about it, she couldn't let Chen Mohuang fall into danger alone, and ran for her life.

At the same time as Luo Ran rushed over, two rays of light and shadow erupted in the other two directions, and the flame wolf and the sound feather also swept towards Chenmohuang.

The clone of the Si Si Miao Ling waved its big claws, constantly slapping the dust, and the huge force shattered the ground, shaking countless rubble.

Chen Mohuang's starry eyes condensed, and there was no trace of panic on his perfect side face, holding a giant sword, easily and skillfully blocking the attack, and using his strength, it made the doppelganger helpless for a while.

Luo Ran's scythe struck the body of the Twin Soul clone, and it was like an itch in the boot that could not provoke any reaction from the Twin Soul clone. This is the gap between the levels of the Divine Pattern, every time the power of the Divine Pattern is increased by one order, the strength is multiplied, and the second-order primary level of the Divine Pattern can easily beat ten people who are advanced in the first order of the Divine Pattern, this is the gap.

At this time, although Luo Ran, the flame wolf, and the sound feather rushed over and gathered the power of the dusty and mohuang, they could still only resist, and they couldn't hurt the clone of Xi Ximiel.

Chen Mohuang's star eyes glanced at the flame wolf, and the flame wolf nodded clearly, blocking in front of Chen Mohuang. Dust Mohuang jumped backwards, and he was out of the attack range of the doppelganger of Xi Xi Miuling. Otoyu held the guqin, played his fingers continuously, and bursts of piano sounds hit the doppelganger of Yan Xi Miaoling. Although the strength of the flame wolf and Chen Mohuang is far apart, with the help of Otowa, it can still hold on for a while.

Luo Ran saw that Chen Mohuang retreated, and the attack of his subordinates was even worse, but his eyes were aimed at Chen Mohuang. I saw that Chen Mohuang was slightly concentrating, and his starry eyes were suddenly filled with silver rays, and a strange magic circle flashed from them, and silver rays appeared. Chen Mohuang's black hair spontaneously extended at the end, and the extended part turned out to be an illusory silver glow.

The eyelashes, which were as dark as a fan, turned silvery-white, and even the starry eyes turned silvery-white, and the magic circle flashed again, imprinted on the pupils, as if they had been born there, shining with a faint blue light.

As the magic circle disappeared, the momentum on Chen Mohuang's body began to soar rapidly, but in an instant, he reached the fifth-order advanced level of the Divine Pattern, and suddenly a flash flashed under his feet, and a pair of combat boots that seemed to be cast of steel and condensed by stars appeared. The armor on his body changed for a while, and the armor that was originally pitch black actually floated out a faint black feather, and the giant sword condensed, and two hollow silver moon barbs were born from the blade, protecting the hilt of the sword, and a desolate aura instantly diffused out.

At this time, the dust is like a king above the ancient times, and even Luo Ran is frightened by the coercion that permeates his body.

The silver-white starry eyes looked at the clone of the Si Siu Ling without the slightest emotion, and the giant sword in his hand waved lightly, but there was no sword light and no energy overflowing, but the Si Miu Ling clone flew out upside down.

The huge body fell to the ground, and the valley shook. The doppelganger roared, and a hideous wound appeared on it, with a trace of black light on the wound, but not even a trace of blood flowed, as if the black light had swallowed all the blood.

"Human ...... Who are you......" The doppelganger didn't dare to get up, his voice full of horror. The wound grew larger and larger under the influence of the black man, and it had to be suppressed with all its might.

Chen Mohuang didn't answer, but swung the giant sword again, this time Luo Ran clearly saw that a black light flashed quietly, but it disappeared into the void just when he left the giant sword, and escaped in the void in front of the doppelganger of Xi Xi Miuling, drawing a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

The doppelganger roared in pain, and his huge body rolled on the ground.

This huge movement in the valley has long attracted the attention of the outside, the burning crossbow is worried about the safety of Luo Ran and the others, and the attacks of his subordinates are becoming more and more fierce, and the Winged Thunder Wolf King is also afraid that something will happen to Chen Mohuang, so he rushes forward to fight with Xi Xi Miao Ling regardless of his own safety. It's just that the Miao Ximiuling, who has been suppressed by them, has tried his best to resist, so that they can't get out.

The thoughts of the Si Si Miu Ling and the Xi Miu Ling clone are interconnected, and when the Si Xi Miu Ling clone encounters danger here, the Xi Miu Ling naturally knows it. The four human children alone had injured its clone, and if it let the others in, it wouldn't even have a chance to make a last stand.

Thinking of this, a fierce touch suddenly flashed under the eyes of Xi Xi Miuring, and the clone of Xi Xi Miao Ling, who was lying on the ground and rolling, suddenly stopped moving. The big mouth roared, looking at Chen Mohuang and laughing wildly: "Haha...... Funeral ...... Ha ha. ”

These words of unclear meaning shocked Luo Ran's heart.

The already huge body of the doppelganger suddenly rose up at this time, and an incomparably chaotic power of the divine pattern overflowed from its body.

The silver eyes that had always been emotionless suddenly condensed, and Chen Mohuang shouted coldly: "Protect Luo Ran and leave." At the same time, he rushed forward with a greatsword in hand.

The flame wolf and Otoha quickly stepped back, grabbed Luo Ran's arm and were about to take her away. But when Chen Mohuang spoke, Luo Ran was already alert, how could he let them catch him. The clone of Xi Xi Miu Ling was about to blow himself up, and Chen Mohuang rushed forward to delay time and let the flame wolf and Otoyu take him away.

But even if Chen Mohuang suddenly became much stronger now, his strength was still at the same level as the Clone of Yan Xi Miuling, how could he stop the Clone of Yan Xi Miao from exploding? I'm afraid I want to die with the doppelganger of the soul of Xi Ximiu!

Luo Ran smiled slightly, his smile was sad and there was warmth in it. How could she let Dust Mohuang and the crushing spirit clone die together? That was an incomparably precious dust to her, how could it be compared to a tin muse doppelganger.

The bloody eyes appeared instantly, the silver hair flashed, Luo Ran's eyes were extremely calm, and the cherry lips opened lightly, with a hint of indifference: "Time, stop." ”

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