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The moonlight converged into a torrent, constantly pouring into the bowl on the ground, and then turned into a deep black on the bowl, turning the already huge bowl into a larger and larger one, and the sound of metal clattering sounded from the bowl and shook the four fields.

"The Demon King is trapped. The strong man took a deep breath and reached out to touch his waist, but just halfway through the touch, he seemed to think of something, stretched out his hand into a palm, turned his palm into a knife, and jumped up.

Followed by the girl who jumped out, she raised the whip in her hand, and the whip shadow dozens of meters long followed the knife qi to the sky, pointing directly at the real body of the female ghost standing on the ground.

When the sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, the female ghost looked sideways at the Terran powerhouse who came from the sky, and returned a bright smile, the strong man's body stiffened, and the sword qi almost had a tendency to slacken.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, the essence and blood were fused with the sword intent, and the knife qi was like eating hormones in an instant, and it skyrocketed in an instant, and the length rose again, almost one hundred and fifty meters.

"The knife technique is not bad, and the will is not bad, so the little woman will return the favor. The female ghost's voice was still charming, but there was some tiredness that could not be concealed, and she was about to make a move, but she suddenly turned around, with some disbelief on her face.

Although it was very unbelievable, the female ghost was not slow at all, she held the black Zen staff in her hand, and thrust it into the ground, and as the scriptures sounded, the Zen staff shone with infinite light, at first it was silver and white, it was the moonlight that was blocked in the sky, and then from white to red, and then from red to red, and finally formed a rich darkness.

Under the illumination of the silver-white moonlight, this black mist was several times thicker than the night in the battlefield.

All the changes happened in an instant, and before the two attacks in the sky landed, the ground had already fallen into a thick black, and the moonlight shining out of the crack drawn by the crescent shovel turned in the air, no longer shining on the huge bowl that was nearly a kilometer long, but was completely absorbed by this rich black mist.

All kinds of murmurs resounded in the darkness, with demagogic temptations that led to depravity.

Before they could discern what kind of danger was hidden in this darkness, they felt a chill all over their bodies, as if a great terror was coming, and the feeling of death began to haunt them.

Boom! With a loud bang, the huge bowl was lifted and flew towards the high sky, pressing into substantial air, like steel, colliding with the sword qi whip shadow, and letting out a huge roar again.

The strong man stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl next to him, turned over and left, but was shocked by the huge bowl that passed by, and he didn't know how far.

At the same time, a huge tiger with a length of thousands of kilometers appeared in their sight, and its mountain-like body carried unimaginable ferocity, shaking the two people who landed again, and rolling back to the monk's side in a puff of smoke.

Darkness, Lin Hu had never seen such a deep darkness, the qi and blood demonic qi that permeated the battlefield, and even his own five senses and spiritual senses were all covered.

This female ghost is really a quintessential ghost, or it shouldn't be called a ghost, but a demon, a demon, Lin Hu has heard of it, this is a term that has left a lot of evil legends in the flower planter, and it seems to be innate, and there is a powerful deterrent.

Lin Hu had never seen this kind of creature, demons and monsters, animals and plants turned into demons, and human souls turned into ghosts, and he probably had some ideas, probably some creatures that did not belong to life, and turned into aliens.

But the demon, Lin Hu had never seen it, and it was not until this time, facing this female ghost, that he had a little bit of enlightenment.

This is probably the demon, reversing the Buddhist scriptures with the human body, and then turning the demon from the human, between the thoughts of the Buddha and the demon.

No, it's not right, this demonic energy is not pure enough, there is still the charm of Buddhism, not pure abandonment of the past, and the spirit of Buddhism Zen Buddhism, this is the first Buddha and then the devil, and then the demon Buddha?

What kind of ghost exercise is this, so perverted?

Lin Hu's claws were torn at will, and the demon king's appearance under the claws turned into countless black fragments and flew out, smashing out potholes about ten zhang wide and large, and the tiger, which was thousands of meters long, stood under the rolling demon clouds, looking down at the darkness not far away.

As Lin Hu's head was raised, the deep demon clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the temperature of the fiery qi and blood became higher and higher, and it actually had a tendency to burn.

It was as if there really was an unimaginably large furnace, living in the layers of demon clouds, and the fiery red light began to rise little by little, and then swept the entire demon cloud like a prairie fire.

Boom, the sound of a fire burning, and a crimson light began to shine on the entire land.

In the dark night sky, it seems that dusk has reappeared, and the crimson fire clouds reflect the entire village ruins as if it were day.

"Qi and blood become fire, and demonic qi bakes the oven. "The monk came from a famous family, although his cultivation is similar, but his knowledge is much broader than that of the two teammates around him, looking at the doubts of the two companions, he explained. "I originally thought that this was the imagination of the sages of the past generations, but I didn't expect that there would really be such a scene. ”

The strong man licked his lips and rubbed his sore old waist, feeling that his knife was probably really impossible to get back.

The deep black was melted by the crimson light, revealing the original scene on the ground little by little, and the ghostly aura in the air, and even the female ghost with a thousand hands, all under the red light, began to melt slowly but firmly, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The five senses of demonic power and qi and blood, and even the hidden spiritual sense, began to become clear little by little, but Lin Hu's eyes were full of doubts, and he frowned deeply.

The female ghost has lost a trace.

Yes, what has just melted is just a phantom, the true body of the female ghost, which seems to have escaped.

Is it used to escape, and what kind of operation is it?

What is still standing on the ground is a pure black Zen staff, which is the female ghost's earth immortal-level magic weapon, perhaps, it can be called an immortal weapon.

But he gave it up like this, as if he were a.

Coupled with the two subordinates of the other party who originally died, and the previous village, and even the black bowl that was stronger than the Zen staff, the loss of this female ghost is not insignificant, just leave like this, willingly?

It should have been unwilling, but the other party still left, and walked resolutely, not caring at all about this Zen staff of not low grade.

The smell is very faint, and it is also extremely scattered, the ghosts who have cultivated to this state have many special abilities, the woman in the city before, and she can still be divided into countless people, Lin Hu naturally does not think that this woman with profound Buddhism cannot do this.

Is there no way to chase?

Do you really think that your skills stop there?

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