The flying sword continued to attack the copper bell barrier that Mo Qi sacrificed, and Mu Ling floated in the air, her face relaxed, as if she was just knocking on the door.

Mo Qi raised his eyes and saw Mu Ling's expression, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Mu Ling's mouth, no,......! Nine swords?

Mo Qi hurriedly turned around and looked, a sword was stabbing from behind, but the target was the wind!

Mo Qi was sealing against the other nine swords in his hand, and it was too late to dodge now.

Mo Qi can control the raccoon tail to avoid the attack of the flying sword, but these nine tails are the same as any part of her body for Mo Qi, she needs to be distracted to control and dominate, and now her hands are sealing against the nine flying swords in front of her, and she also needs to divide some mind to roll the wind on the tail and not fall, so there is some lack of skill to control the tail to dodge.

But if you don't dodge, the wind will be pierced.

Mo Qi was distracted, and the tail that caught the wind was able to dodge the flying sword. But there was still a raccoon tail that was cut by the sword.

Mo Qi was in pain, and the Yin Jia in his hand was a little loose. Mu Ling saw that Mo Qi's body lacked skills, raised his eyes slightly, pulled up the corners of his mouth, changed the spell in his hand, and the ten flying swords merged into one, stabbing straight towards Mo Qi's front.

Mo Qi hurriedly concentrated on offering the copper bell to meet him.

The golden bronze bell and the silver soft sword collided together, stirring up a powerful wave of qi, and the slightly weaker trees around them were all broken off by their waists.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Mo Qi's forehead, and the corners of Mu Ling's mouth were relaxed with a smile.

The difference in strength is too great, and she may not be able to beat her alone, and now she has to protect the wind.

Mo Qi frowned, Mu Ling didn't seem to have used all his strength now, he was already difficult to parry, if he used all his strength, he and the wind would be killed.

Mu Ling smiled lightly, as if he saw Mo Qi's thoughts.

"You know you can't beat me?" Mu Ling chuckled: "Very good, finally a little self-aware." The magic seal in Mu Ling's hand changed, and a powerful aura instantly rose around his body.

Mo Qi was slightly stunned, not good, Mu Ling was about to make a killing move.

"Mu Ling!" Mo Qi hurriedly said: "What's the point of killing me? Don't you hate me, your teeth itch with hatred?"

"So what?" Mu Ling stopped the magic seal in his hand and looked at Mo Qi with interest.

Mo Qi supported the law seal in his hand, and tried his best to make his tone relaxed, "Let's discuss." ”

"What discussion?" Mu Ling said.

"You, you let the wind go, I can let you deal with it, whether it's torture or just kill me, I won't have a trace of complaints, you don't have any grudges against the wind, you just hate me, and now the wind has been unconscious since you came, and he doesn't know what's going on. "Mo Qidao.

Mu Ling's expression brought out a sense of mockery, "Have no grudges or hatreds with me?" Thinking of this, the hatred in his heart became stronger, and the seal in his hand increased, knocking Mo Qizhen to the ground.

Mo Qi was just about to stand up, Mu Ling raised his hand slightly, and two vines spread out from the trees on both sides, and Mo Qi's hands and feet were tightly entangled.

The vine had countless barbs on it, piercing directly into every inch of Mo Qi's skin. Bright red blood dripped down the vines and onto the grass.

Mo Qi struggled twice, and found that the vines were getting tighter and tighter.

"If it weren't for him meddling, how could I lose 10,000 years of cultivation?! Now I live in seclusion, for fear that others will see that my cultivation has suffered a great loss and become a joke and shame for Mount Tai!" Mu Ling raised his hand, and a vine quickly rushed to Mo Qi's tail that curled the wind.

The pain coming from the tail was more intense than from the limbs. Mo Qi gritted his teeth and didn't let himself make a sound.

"Mo Qi, I was too kind to you before, and I blame myself for underestimating you too much. Now I don't make the same mistake again. Mu Ling's arm waved back, and the vines grabbed Mo Qi's tail, and the wind fell from the tail, entangled by more vines.

"But, if not, Hurricane," Mo Qi struggled to squeeze the words out between his teeth, "You have long since died, under my sword, how can you still stand, here." ”

"Hehe, is it?" Mu Ling lifted the vine-wrapped wind into the air, and his palms slowly tightened little by little, as if he felt the creaking sound of the bones in the wind's body due to the squeezing, and felt very pleasant, and there was a smile in his tone, "Then he can only blame himself for being nosy." ”

Mo Qi couldn't break free from the vines that bound him, and raised his head with great effort, looking at the wind that was tightly entangled by the vines and floated into the air.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of the unconscious Blast's mouth, wrapped around the barbed vines, and all over his body was oozing blood, frowning deeply from pain.

A drop of blood dripped down the vine and smashed into Mo Qi's eyes, and something in Mo Qi's heart seemed to begin to break and collapse.

"Don't cry, don't cry," the young man's wind raised his sleeves and wiped the tears of little Mo Qi in a panic, while sucking his nose hard to prevent himself from crying, "Na, I, I'll give you this sugar man, don't cry, okay?"

This is when he was five hundred years old, he wanted to take himself away, he didn't want to, so he ran down the mountain, but he got lost and couldn't go back, at that time he got rid of a group of followers, only more than two hundred years older than himself The wind has been following him, at night, because he was too scared, he couldn't find his way home, and cried at the foot of the mountain.

"Qiqi, don't be afraid, there is danger Brother Wind will bear it for you, don't worry about going boldly!"

This is when he competed with the second senior brother of the same family, the second senior brother was rigorous and harsh and unsmiling, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month without mercy from one of his subordinates, so he was very timid. As for the wind, his feet were trembling because he was obviously frightened by the momentum of the second senior brother, but he still pretended not to be afraid to cheer himself up.

"Qiqi, don't be so stingy, a cricket, my brother will compensate you for one," the wind smiled at Mo Qi flatteringly, thought about it and said, "No, I will compensate you for ten!

This was when he was two thousand two years old, and the wind accidentally slapped his black-headed cricket to death, and he ignored him for a whole month, until he turned into his original body and became dozens of times larger, and flew around the entire Wanmang Mountain with himself, and he forgave him. Tempest obviously hates others to use their feathers as mounts the most, but in order to make himself happy, he still makes his own mounts.

"Seventy-seven," "Seventy-seven......"Seventy-seven." "Seventy-seven!" "Seventy-seven?" "Seventy-seven!?"

In an instant, all the memories related to the wind from childhood to adulthood flooded into my brain. The wind of sitting or lying or lying or standing or laughing or hating or sad or happy constantly flashed in front of Mo Qi's eyes.

The blood beads that "Wind !!!!" dripped into his eyes slowly slipped from the corners of Mo Qi's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether the blood beads were mixed with Mo Qi's tears.

A strong wind blew in the flat field in an instant, rolling up the weeds and dust on the ground.

Mu Ling raised his hand to block, after the wind and dust, the forest returned to calm, Mu Ling looked up to see, where was there still the shadow of the wind in mid-air. His eyes fell, and not far away was Mo Qi, who was half-kneeling and rolling with purple and red aura.

Mu Ling squinted her eyes, Mo Qi in front of her had two fluffy cat ears erected on the top of her head, her eyes were blood-red and beast pupils, her fingers were sharp nails, and the nine raccoon tails behind her were several times larger than just now, flying behind her. Half-kneeling on the ground, her arms slightly outstretched, and the wind was lying firmly behind her.

It is a gesture of absolute protection.

"Hmph. Mu Ling snorted lightly. Mo Qi's aura was different from her before, this half-beast posture showed that the rational defense line in her heart was gradually collapsing, and she would soon enter a violent state, but she didn't expect to force her half-beast state out so easily.

"Mu Ling!" Mo Qi made a low and hoarse voice in his throat, like the roar of a beast, grinding people's eardrums painfully, "I'll kill you!"

Mo Qi's pupils tightened, and his body was faster than before, but he was in front of Mu Ling in an instant, and his claws grabbed towards Mu Ling's neck, and there was a lot less Sven Road, and his moves were all fatal.

Mu Ling dodged over to the branches, and Mo Qi swept off the waist-thick trees with one claw, and in a few moves, most of the trees in the forest had been broken.

Mu Ling dodged while changing the Inga in his hand, and all the branches that extended from the grass were cut off by Mo Qi's sharp claws.

Mo Qi's pupils became more and more red, as if he could drip blood.

Mu Ling turned around and looked at Mo Qi, and with a wave of his hands, a raging fire ignited around Mo Qi.

Mo Qi stopped, trapped by the flames.

"Mu Ling!" Mo Qi's voice made a hoarse voice, "You get out of here! I'll kill you!"

Mu Ling floated in mid-air, looking at Mo Qi who was like a trapped beast, hum, I really don't understand how this kind of fool was harmed by her in such a situation.

Mo Qi waved his arm left and right, wanting to extinguish the flames, but he couldn't do it. Mo Qi wrinkled his nose and suddenly raised his head, revealing a solemn smile.

Mo Qi ejected and headed straight for Mu Ling in mid-air, Mu Ling was shocked, it was too late to dodge, and a large piece of flesh and blood was swept away by Mo Qi on his shoulder.

Mu Ling exclaimed, quickly sealed his bloodline, stopped the blood, and also prevented Mo Qi's beast qi from entering his body.

Once the fairy fetus of the beast class becomes a half-beast state due to anger or fright, it is easy to enter a state of rage, and in that state, they are irrational at all, and bloodthirsty and brutal are like real mad beasts. Their immortals will also become unstable, they will become turbid, mixed with beast energy, and it can be regarded as a kind of poison for other immortals, including the spirit demon clan.

When the beast qi enters the body, the wound is difficult to heal and festers repeatedly, and the serious damage is to the immortal yuan to describe the waste.

Mu Ling quickly jumped a little farther away from Mo Qi, and Mo Qi's pupils were completely covered with red.

Mo Qi hit Mu Ling, and also held a piece of flesh and blood on Mu Ling's shoulder in his hand, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, threw the flesh aside in disgust, leaned over, landed on the ground with his palms and knees at the same time, and raised his head, which was a complete beast posture.

Mo Qi raised his head and roared, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the clouds filled the sky over the entire forest in an instant.

Mu Ling's face was a little pale due to blood loss, Mo Qi had completely entered a state of rage, and now she could no longer be her opponent, if she fought hard, she would really die in her hands.

A black stone on his waist suddenly glowed faintly.

Mu Ling took it out of his waist, and with a tap of his fingers, a voice came from inside, "The matter has been done." ”

Mu Ling pulled a smile on his lips, looked at Mo Qi, who was no different from the beast on the ground, and sneered: "Mo Qi, I don't have time to play with you, you can enjoy this last free time, hehehehehe." The figure flashed and disappeared into the air.