Chapter Forty-Eight: The Light Rain Fades Dark

"Ahhh......h

The light rain roared in the sky, and the terrifying demonic qi turned into a flying blade, rushing into the sky, and the amazing momentum was like a wave of air, sweeping the world layer by layer.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, as if the heavens and the earth were wailing, and they could not withstand this force.

"This power is at least above the ...... of the miserable"

The burial was covered in a white robe, and the crimson pattern on the sleeves danced in the wind, looking indifferently at the slightly collapsed light rain.

The light rain really collapsed.

She just wanted to cheat some silver dollars with her own appearance, and she ended up being buried.

Originally, she thought that Qing Fu was just an ordinary person dressed a little strangely, so she dragged her to use illusions to cheat money.

It turned out to be a fucking youkai, and I couldn't mess with it.

I was glad that I ran fast, but the man chased after him.

"Drinking and swallowing boys."

Weiyu's face was extremely cold, and his demonic power was overwhelming, coupled with the incomparably rich blood-colored aura, which also revealed the demeanor of the big demon.

Weiyu thought to herself, "It looks like we have to fight." ”

In order not to expose her flaws, Weiyu still said very tuggingly: "As you can see, this is all my strength, I didn't want to compete with you, but now you are killing yourself......"

The light rain spoke in a cold tone, and her cold eyes were like swords, and she disappeared in an instant without waiting for the funeral to respond.

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, Weiyu appeared in front of Weiyu, smiled lightly, and the terrifying demonic power gathered in his palm and turned into a flying blade to stab at Qing Fu.

The sky seemed to let out a wail, and countless tiny cracks cracked open under the full force of the light rain, extending out like a spider's web, bombarding the burial.

"Is it a killer move?"

The face of the burial was still calm and full of smiles, and the abnormal light flashed, and the burial was thousands of miles away in an instant.

Qing Fu buried the Flying Thunder God very early, and he teleported directly, teleporting to avoid this blow.

"Huh?"

However, just when Qing Fu appeared thousands of meters away, and was about to look back at the light rain, he only felt that his eyes were dark, his face changed instantly, and an incomparably strong aura of death came instantly.

"Where are you looking, don't get distracted."

The light rain followed like a shadow, and I don't know when it was already approaching the burial again, and with a sneer, he shot out in an instant, and the rolling demon qi turned into a blade of the sky, stabbing towards the burial like a thunderstorm.

The whole process was completed in one go, and he didn't even come back to his senses for the burial, and it seemed that he was about to die under the sharp blade of the light rain.

"Well."

The burial's crimson blood wheel eyes burst out with a strange light.

"Boom!"

Waves of air exploded in the air, tearing through the white clouds.

"Huh?"

The light rain on the opposite side frowned, looked at the burial in front of him, and thought to himself, "It's really strong enough, let's find a chance to slip away."

Despite this, Weiyu still pretended to be light and said: "It's a little interesting, the lord of the monster really has some strength." ”

Weiyu smiled and looked at the burial and mocked slightly.

Qing Fu was silent, patted off the dust on his white clothes and said with a smile: "I couldn't beat me, you can still run, but you stained my clothes first." ”

"So, you can't run."

Although the wine swallow is stronger than the fox demon in front of him, the burial also has a deep understanding.

Basically, you can beat the fox demon in front of you, and then catch it back and slice it for study.

"Still a little bit ......"

Ignoring the taunts of the Blood Moon Demon Venerable, a faint black light appeared in her eyes, staring at the burial, and whispering to herself secretly.

Qing Fu frowned slightly, seeing such a calm and almost indifferent expression as light rain, he only felt a burst of surprise in his heart.

Qing Fu cautiously guessed: "Isn't she still having any hole cards?" ”

"Thunder." The light rain finished reading softly and quickly, and the sky suddenly thundered.

Countless ghosts emerge from the ground.

Weiyu, who probably knew the strength of the burial, did not rush up as recklessly as before, but directly read the CD on the spot and opened it up.

"Yan Mingju, Wang Xingyu Teacher"

The light rain was shrouded in a faint blood-colored halo all over his body, and there were thousands of purple lightning and red thunder scattered all around, and the fluctuations emitted by the terrifying body power shook the space, which was almost suffocating.

She sneered, stepped out, the space trembled, turned into a thunderstorm and swept towards the burial, the long blade in her hand swelled in a circle, and exploded out like a strange god, tearing the sky.

"It seems that this thing is not a demon, but an immortal."

The burial made another speculation.

It's not that I haven't seen the "immortal" burial, and I have even seen a lot of it.

Xuan Xian Zuo Ci, Ghost Immortal Yu Ji, Yan Immortal Nanhua, Demon Immortal Kong Ming.

Immortals are not immortals in the sky, after all, there are no immortals in the world of ghost destruction.

The Qing funeral believed that immortals were a special existence, and immortals existed in all dynasties and generations.

"Boom!"

The sound of the knife was mixed with this thunder, and the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble, and the space shattered and dissipated inch by inch, turning into nothingness.

However, in the face of a blow that was obviously stronger than before, Qing Fu unexpectedly did not dodge, but only showed a strange smile.

"Looks like this sword is still somewhat useful."

"The Abyss"

A black sword suddenly appeared in Qing Fu's hand.

"When"

The two blades collided with each other, making a shattering sound.

Then the long blade formed by the light rain with demonic power directly corroded and disappeared.

Weiyu's heart trembled, and she looked at the burial that easily received her strongest blow in front of her, and set off a storm in her heart.

"Damn." The light rain is rare and foul-mouthed.

Weiyu didn't know why, she had a feeling in her heart that she wanted to kill the person in front of her.

She subconsciously looked at the burial and said, "Your sword is very weird. ”

"See the end, the dragon is Yangyang."

The light rain's eyes suddenly turned golden, and there were small seals engraved in the eyes.

If it is another word, you may not know it, but as a Great Qin imperial doctor, you naturally know Xiao Seal.

The left eye is the word "sin", and the right eye is the word "yang".

The golden eyes burst out with an extremely brilliant light, and a strange sigil suddenly appeared on his forehead.

“……”

At the same time, an aura suddenly surged out from the light rain, like a flame, and it was extraordinary.

"It's really not easy!"

Qing Fu snorted softly and rushed forward with his sword.

Weiyu just wanted to dodge, but her right fist was held by Qing Fu, and she couldn't move for a while, so she immediately gritted her teeth.

"Click"

The sound of bones shattering.

There was a faint aura of charm on Weiyu's body, as if it was naturally integrated with heaven and earth, and Weiyu said calmly: "I dare not receive the pain, and the injury can recover quickly." ”

"The King of Lingtai is in the Spirit Swamp."

As he spoke, the sky was as dark as a dark night, silent and gloomy, and the thunder accompanied by the cold howl of the wind, and from time to time the rustle of the wind and leaves could be heard, as if the darkness was about to swallow everything

A light flashed in the right eye of the light rain.

"Lingtai Darkness Becomes Tomorrow"

The long blade containing dark thunder cut through the air and blasted straight towards the burial.