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The old woman reached out with a wooden staff in her hand, and made a gap between the heavy rings that formed the wind curtain.

She walked through the crack.

The ground shook violently, and the wooden staff in his hand formed a circle of stick shadows.

Through the mask, it was impossible to imagine the expression of the Black Winter Gate flying high.

On the ground, things that burst out after Ye Xuan's body was taken away were everywhere.

"Damn, this girl is definitely not a player, where does this boss get such a big space in his body." Kicking away the corpse in front of him, he muttered softly as the bower Huo Yu straightened the bed crossbow, and after a quick inspection, shook the bowstring on.

The Onmyoji regained a little strength, and he still didn't give up when his vitality was greatly damaged. I was too anxious before, and I didn't even see it clearly before I started.

The yin and yang eyes are there. In the old woman's body.

That was supposed to be my eyes!

The giant tree has been spiritualized for a thousand years, and it has gone through another thousand years to get to where it is today.

At this time, she was no longer bound by the name of God, she was a three-thousand-year-old spirit beast.

Her power seems endless.

Just as the white ape easily shattered the wind of the seal, the wind of the Black Winter Gate was always broken.

The stick curtain formed by the staff in Bai Dongmen's hand was like a giant hand that stuck seven inches of a poisonous snake.

The staff pointed horizontally, the three rings were set one by one, and the extremely compressed wind formed a vortex that flowed in it and accelerated and pressurized to form a huge ball, and the crushed ice that flowed quickly in the pale gray wind even brought out a hint of ice blue.

As soon as the staff turned, it seemed to make a soft sound.

Raising his hand, which was slightly wrinkled in his skin, the branches of wood covered the wind, and the blade of ice in the wind balls swirling in his palm was like a planer, burrowing countless pieces of wood out of the wood.

Hard top, hard top, and then flick your arm to throw the wind ball out. A large circular crater was carved out of the water not far away.

Boom at this time! A bang!

Bai Dongmen spat out a mouthful of blood.

The gluttonous soul didn't know when it stopped praying and slammed its head into the sacred tree in the center.

"Evil beast!" The wooden staff in his hand turned into a streamer and knocked the huge soul beast directly away, and under the huge impact, although the tough skin was not violent, it couldn't stop the blood from seeping out from between the pores.

The beast slammed into the mountain wall, and there was another loud bang.

"Wintergate-sama!" A crisp children's voice sounded, and two dark blue ghost fires with a little gold fell in front of Bai Dongmen, and two boys, a man and a woman, blocked there.

Bai Dongmen clutched his chest, and he couldn't come back in one breath.

It's just the time of one breath.

The tip of the staff in Black Winter's hand formed a terrifying drill and came to her.

Perhaps? There's always one of us that's wrong.

Pushing open the two children's doors violently, Bai Dongmen closed his eyes.

Time was infinitely delayed at this moment, and the crimson siege crossbow carried the high temperature, and the scorching breath around it was ready to go, waiting for the wind to turn it into a scorching flame.

The curled sideburns were blown away by the gale. There was a burning smell that crept into the nostrils.

The spinning giant crossbow bolt was made of pure fire element, and the crystallized crossbow bolt exploded in the face of the Black Winter Gate, tearing the shoulder with great force, and the staff in his hand were blown away.

Then, in an instant, Bai Dongmen, who had recovered by relying on two speeds, stabbed the woodened palm into Hei Dongmen's body.

Blood spurted out and splattered down the slits of the mask.

A crack appeared on the mask and spread rapidly.

With a crisp sound, the wood of compassion shattered into countless pieces.

A beautiful face stained with blood underneath is revealed.

"I'm a dryad, yes, but I'm not one of those spirits favored by the heavens. This face was drawn by those believers according to their own imagination, and it is really beautiful...... The staff and these magic spells are the whims of the gods after becoming gods, and they are also remembered because of the company of Feng Wei...... But I'm a spirit beast after all, and my path is closer to a demon. That's how it was back then, and the people wanted me to get entangled with myself, and I ended up making such mistakes. And today you and I are standing here, you may be right, but I insist on myself. We can't convince each other, so we have to solve it in the most brutal way. I'm sorry... Die, the one me. ”

Pulling the card master's hand out, Black Winter Gate's body took a few steps back, and the wildly growing vines fixed her to the ground. The body was quickly wrapped in a layer of wooden shell, and a strange tree rose from the ground.

The word 'seal' floated on the body of Feng Wei, who fell to the ground, and slowly faded away. In the white light, he returned to his human form, knelt on the ground, and wept.

The faint divine aura of the small shrine is fading.

The little witch with short ear-length hair opened her eyes wide, and she knew the desire for existence in her heart when she really faced it.

The little girl's name is Mu Yu, and the little boy's name is Qingtong.

They are two oni fires that are served in the shrine.

Ghost fire, thoughtless. When the sun sets, the birthday is extinguished, and the shrine needs to be connected with the earth's qi, which will automatically lead the ghost fire to be taken care of.

They don't have any power, they can only seek refuge.

Once they lose the shrine, they will return to the endless cycle of the past, and they are not even qualified to pray for life, they can only pray for existence.

Wasn't it already decided? Mu Yu stared blankly at the giant tree in the distance and visibly pulled out new shoots, feeling that the divine protection in his body was fading.

Why can't I still hold back my sadness.

The sacred tree was already weak, and I don't know how many whiskers were broken after being hit like this, but fortunately, I finally came back.

"Demon, give back my eyes." Onmyoji appeared in front of her with a blood-stained staff.

The smell of dripping blood is so familiar.

Foolish winter, foolish winter, fool's winter gate.

Dongmen smiled bitterly.

But how could Bow Chief Huoyu let Mo Min's wonderful things rob him of his spoils.

A giant crossbow consumes the penultimate hexagonal hexagram on its body, as well as the last cannon.

Without this killer, I would dare to kill the lord boss, not to mention that there is a half-crippled you in front of me now?

As soon as the Onmyoji's words fell, an extremely cold crossbow was already pierced on his body, and the mouth was stuck in the middle of the scriptures he read.

Alchemy Crossbow: Freeze Bullet.

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"Come back, Nightmachine!" With a shout, the big sword in his hand turned into a trace of white light, quickly decomposed and fell to the ground, turning into the boy again.

It's just that the clothes have changed.

Pure white robes, bare feet, black hair and shawls scattered, snowflakes falling on the face, cool on the face.

Raising her head, Ye Nian showed an innocent smile.

"Lord Night!"

Ye Xuan squatted down, first gently touched his head, and then gently poked his cheek. Then he hugged him tightly in his arms.

"You want to be called Childe."

God will read the artifact for the rest of his life at the moment of the birth of this name.

He saw Ye Nian's life, and saw the small figure at the last moment who liberated the ghost name but still stayed behind him, letting the backlash of yin qi enter his body and trying to suck away the ominous curse.

It was really right to choose to save you at that time. (To be continued.) )