The way to break the formation, she thought of it!

A smear of blood appeared at the corner of Qingge's mouth, and he poured the evil qi in the twenty-fifth vein into the Ming King Knife. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Ming King Knife concealed the power of the Blood Demon Flower, and suddenly, the blade turned into a red color from top to bottom, as if it was rolling in a circle in the blood river.

Holding the sword of the King of the Sky in his hand, Qingge jumped and looked towards the magic net, the blade shook the light of the sinner, just when the light gauze demon and Wuyu thought that Qingge would slash towards the magic net, under the dark night, the woman who was as lonely as a stagnant water and was covered with a cold wind, a pair of deep and cold eyes, like a poisonous snake in the jungle, covered with a faint green color.

Qingge slashed down, and the tip of the Ming King's knife sprang out of the ice picks, and the eight ice picks were wrapped in bright red moon flames, which were inlaid into the eight directions of the formation aperture, and entered the wood for three points, directly penetrating.

In an instant, the earth trembled.

A landslide not far away broke.

Qingge raised the Mingwang knife again, recalling the scene of the day when the aventurine cod made the moon ring, concentrating on controlling the power of the spirit, the unity of the mind and the mind, stealing the sense of the soul, the small idea, floating towards the ninefold sky, trying to communicate with the bright moon, find the mystery, and pull out the essence of the moon.

It is recorded in the Eternal Life Stone, the dark magician, the source of evil.

Everything in the world, one thing descends one thing.

And the essence of the bright moon is the purest element in the world.

However, the moon above the clouds did not move, as if she could not hear her call.

The light gauze demon looked at Qingge puzzled, that magic net was about to strangle Qingge in an instant.

Cold sweat overflowed on Qingge's forehead.

Sitting in the carriage without worry, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the dying struggle of the night light song.

Eight dark magicians, all of them looked the same as before, cold.

Although the eight directions on the magic gossip array were attacked, they could not break the formation.

The magic net, the closer you are to the light song, the brighter the light and fire.

Qingge maintained the posture of holding the Ming King's sword high, and looked at the bright moon indifferently.

She's an excellent spiritual teacher, and she can do it!

"It's time for everything to come to an end."

Wuyu smiled.

He rested his hands on the back of his head, and his upper body gradually lay down on the board of the carriage covered with a warm blanket.

When he lay down comfortably, his cloudy eyes seemed to see the bright moon in the sky, shooting down a beautiful faint beam.

Wuyu's pupils suddenly constricted, and he sat up straight suddenly, looking at Qingge.

The woman who was imprisoned in the gossip array had a smile on her face.

The beam of the Moon Essence is connected to the tip of the Myono Sword.

Qingge raised her face.

The sharp magic net seemed to cut through the beautiful face.

Feeling the essence of the moon slowly, Qingge slashed down again.

This time, the Ming King Sword was directly inserted into the center of the formation.

Suddenly, a pillar of light rose from the ground in the center, inviting the eight directions where the light song was inserted into the icicle.

In eight directions, white jade light burst out, connecting the Mingwang knife.

Rumble!

The magic net, stranded above Qingge's head.

"Quick, there is magic energy in the magic net, you can use the death net to absorb that energy, and this magic net will be vulnerable." The anxious voice of the nightmare sounded in the spiritual world of the light song.

Hearing this, Qingge's expression changed slightly.

Then he took out the Grim Reaper Net that had been placed in the space bag and threw it towards the magic net.

This Death Net is a treasure she got when she bravely entered the thirteenth floor of Lolita, but it has never been useful.

Unexpectedly, now, it has become the key to breaking the formation.

The purple web of death and the web of magic are tightly combined into one.

The net body trembled, constantly absorbing magical energy.

"Grim Reaper's Web!" Wu Yu stared.

When the Grim Reaper's net finishes absorbing energy, it falls off from the magic web.

Qingge grabbed the net of death and threw it into the realm of nothingness, and then held the rouge umbrella in his left hand, and with a stroke, the red smoke melted the magic net, destroying it.

The light song jumped up, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the dragon going out to sea.

She swept through the dark night with an earth-shattering momentum.

Green eyes, bloody killing.

In mid-air, she bent down, her legs bent, and her hands of infinite strength slashed to the sides.

Eight flames of the moon wrapped in ice picks tore through the sky and stabbed in all directions.

The wind is blowing, and the shadows are heavy.

Killing Night!

The flaming ice picks swayed with great precision, inserting the staff into the hands of the eight dark mages with incomparable precision, and penetrating the eight blood-colored crystal balls with cruelty and thoroughness.

There was a crisp sound like glass smashing.

The crystal ball shattered, and the blood inside flowed down the staff's python pattern like water from a broken bank.

After that, the explosion sounded like a thunderclap on the ground, and blood splattered everywhere, like a weapon that was like a bamboo.

A pair of soft boots, step on the ground.

The woman was long and jade, and let the wind mixed with the smell of river water caress by.

When the blood in the crystal ball splashed and exploded, she gracefully opened the rouge umbrella.

It's like a heavy rain.

She wasn't bloody.

It wasn't until there was silence that Qingge closed the rouge umbrella.

The sound of heavy objects to the ground sounded one after another, and the light song looked around, looking forward to life.

After the Source of Life Crystal Ball was destroyed, the staff became useless wood, and the dark mages who held the staff withered and shredded.

The internal organs, tendons, and bone marrow are all gone.

They, only a layer of skin remained, piled up on the ground.

The wind was blowing, and the worthless staff fell on the wrinkled skin.

It's as eerie as falling into an abyss.

The blood in Wuyu's body became cold.

He looked at Qingge in disbelief, and the corpse on the ground, oh no, it wasn't a corpse, it was just a skin that had swelled out of the dark energy.

"It can't be, it's impossible......" Nothing's chapped and dry lips trembled.

The dead soldiers that Garan secretly cultivated were his life's work and his pride.

After the death of the dark mage, the formation of the Bagua Array naturally disappeared.

Qingge stretched out his hand, and the Mingwang knife inserted on the ground made a few noises, trembled a few times, and then pulled out of the ground and swept into Qingge's palm.

Qingge took advantage of the situation to grasp the Ming Wang's knife, the tip of the knife pointed to the ground, her face was full of fierce light, like a villain on the bridge, step by step blood marks, approaching without danger.

The tip of the knife dragged on the ground, digging a ravine that was neither deep nor shallow, and made a heart-palpitating sound.

The rhythmic sound seems to be a song sung by black and white impermanence to the underworld.

Come on, come and party in this hell.

The light song smiled cruelly, and the green eyes were raging and cold.

Wuyu glared at her, scared and panicked.

The Dark Mage was wiped out, and he was a fish on a chopping board, slaughtered by others, and had no backhand ability.

Qingge walked in front of Wuyu and said with a smile: "Great Elder, see you on the Huangquan Road." ”

Hand up and knife down.

The Ming King Knife slashed through the afterimage under the bright moon and slashed towards the unsafe Tianling Gai.

"Girl, Hugh is presumptuous."

In the dark night, a familiar old voice sounded.

The gray figure, swept through the sky, went through the vicissitudes of life, trying to stop the attack of Qingge's death.