In the land of Qinchuan, the air is fresh, especially in the cold night of this lunar month, which is even more refreshing, but in this case, it is completely wiped out by a tense atmosphere.

No one would have thought that at ten ten points in the middle of the night, there would be a strong enemy, let alone that at this very critical juncture, someone would come to take the evil fruit.

It is said that once this evil fruit finds a new host, it will be difficult to be replaced by another person.

Now this Long Sang black name said that he wanted them to hand over Mo Yunbai, if from another point of view, this is simply trying to strangle Mo Yunbai.

For these, as a female disciple of Jianghumen, she deeply knew that in the current situation, if others wanted to take the evil fruit from Mo Yunbai's body, it would be tantamount to killing Mo Yunbai.

Now I don't say that she doesn't agree, even this Abu Lisang listened to Long Sang Heiming's words, and suddenly felt very ridiculous, so she didn't agree.

Long Sang Heiming was very angry about Abu Lisang's tough attitude, because he was bound to get evil results on this trip to Zhongzhou.

No matter how evil the fruit is, there are always some people who are self-righteous and disdain the powerful dark power of the evil fruit.

However, this Long Sang Hei Ming is exactly such a person.

Long Sang Heiming is a newcomer to the Western Summoning Evil Sect, but even though he is a newcomer, his ambition in the Jianghu martial arts is very heavy.

Ever since he heard that in the Evil Sect Summoning Realm, only the power of the evil fruit can change his life against the sky, he has been asking around.

However, not long ago, he heard that the evil fruit had appeared in the Xishu realm, so he found this Qinchuan land from the Xishu realm.

Now he has finally found it.

It's the last few days of the year, and it's just around the corner, so it's not too late to find the fruit right away.

Now his figure appeared in front of the meteor cave of this fragrant mountain, and under the reflection of a bright moon in the middle of the night, thick black smoke was emitted around him.

After a loud shout, his figure was like black smoke towards Abu Lisan, but what Mu Xiang didn't expect was that the identity of this Abu Lisan was not simple, and Mu Xiang could see that although this Abu Lisan was a female disciple of the Meteor Cave, it was a woman with a profound summoning technique.

Therefore, Nixiang didn't make a move, and let Abu Lisan and Long Sang Heiming fight in the square in front of the huge Meteor Cave, and he had no intention of making a move.

When the storm rises again, Abu Lisang's brush is like a long spear and short stick that will become bigger and smaller, constantly pulling, poking, and bumping around Longsang Heiming's body.

It's just that no matter how he attacks Long Sang Heiming, Long Sang Heiming uses powerful black smoke to cover the different directions around him.

After the first battle, Long Sang Heiming's body suddenly became obvious, and he saw that under the bright moon, one of his black and shiny legs stepped through the sky.

"Be careful." Nixiang saw it in his eyes, his heart was stunned, and he looked at Abu Lisan who was floating in the air, "He has made a move"

Abu Lisang saw that his gestures were all in vain, so he was anxious to find the flaws of Long Sang Heiming, thinking about how to break the trick and enter the move, where is there prevention?

No.

It was precisely because she didn't have it, so when she heard the words of Nixiang's care, she suddenly became alert, and then she put her hands around her body, and when she looked at it again, she saw a pair of black glowing Optimus pillar-like legs stepping towards her.

"Huh!" With a groan, her whole heart suddenly seemed to be surrounded by a powerful demonic power.

"I'm stabbed!" As she spoke, she saw that the pen in her hand was gone, and what was even more striking was that Long Sang's feet were emitting thick black smoke, stepping on her soft waist.

"Ahh As Abu Lisan groaned out, Nalong Sang Heiming screamed heartbreakingly, "You dare to plot against me!" ”

With that, his feet quickly retracted, and then Muxiang jumped to his feet, and his body flew into the air, supporting Abu Lisan's unsteady body.

Nixiang asked Abu Lisan worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

But at this moment, Abu Lisan had already begun to gasp for breath, and it was obvious that the kick he had just received was obviously not light.

When Muxiang saw it, he put one hand on her vest, slowly consuming his spell value, and pushed it on his heart for Abu Lisan.

In an instant, Abu Lisan came to his senses, stood up straight, and looked to the other side of the square, but saw that Long Sang Heiming was holding his feet and was pulling out a pen on the soles of his feet with his hands.

It is said that the pen used by Abu Lisan is not an ordinary pen, this pen is like a life-breaking forbearance, which contains the ability of pen and ink, which can be described as exquisite, once accepted, it is not something that ordinary people can endure.

But now that Abu Lisan watched Long Sang Heiming holding his foot and pulling the pen on his foot, she was secretly surprised.

She herself knows that her pen is by no means an ordinary pen, other people's pens are used to write, but her pen is used to kill.

However, this pen has been with her for ten years, she has never used it to kill, but when she is in high spirits, she has written many wonderful poems with the sea and blue sky as paper, but she is not a scholar, and until now she does not know how many poems she wrote when she was empty, let alone the verses she wrote.

She just hopes that her pen really won't be involved in the strife on the rivers and lakes, this may be her belief, and this may also be the belief of their Zhongzong to summon the sect.

Unexpectedly, she was invisible in this mountain, but she still made an exception, her peerless pen did not escape her fate after all, it was still stained with blood after all.

Seeing Long Sang Heiming holding his feet, gritting his teeth and pulling out the pen fiercely, she said: "It's not good, my pen can't hurt him, he's too strong, what should I do?" ”

Muddy Fragrance listened to her words, and her incredulous eyes looked to the other side of the square, where the people were drawing pens.

The pen was moving out of Long Sang Heiming's flesh inch by inch, which made Ni Xiang's heart tremble.

She may have felt the pain, too.

However, for anyone who wanted to hurt Mo Yunbai, she would not stand idly by, so she made a move.

"Hmph, with me, he can't make much waves...... "As he spoke, his right hand was drawn on his left shoulder, and a plate-like thing appeared from his heart.

"Mud Incense Magic Plate!"

Yes, this is the mud incense magic plate, Abu Lisan knows it, so she says it.

Driven by the heart of the mud incense, the mud incense magic disk suddenly cut through the moonlight on the square like a flying saucer, and then surrounded Long Sang Heiming's body with a faint purple light.

It was very obvious that after the energy of the mud incense magic disk was stabilized, Abu Lisan's pen was no longer pulled out an inch, like a nail growing on his foot.

Abu Lisang said: "You, how is the mud incense magic disk your magic weapon?" ”

When Nixiang heard this, he said, "Yes, the Mud Incense Magic Disk is my magic weapon." ”

Abu Lisan's question, Ni Xiang answered affirmatively, although Abu Lisan was very satisfied, but she still had doubts in her heart, which made her puzzled.

……

Under the cold moon, the bright light was like snow, and the faint purple light emitted by the mud incense magic disk was a powerful energy power, which made Long Sang Heiming unable to shake it.

Because he couldn't shake it, Long Sang Heiming was in a very bad mood.

No matter who it is, once someone pierces the blade under his feet, he will not be in a good mood, so Long Sang Hei Ming said: "You hand over the evil fruit host, and I will leave." ”

Abu Lisan said: "If you want to be the host of the evil fruit, it can be seen that your heart must be vicious, but do you know that a person with a vicious heart cannot become the host of the evil fruit. ”

When Long Sang Heiming heard this, he said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! ”

Abu Lisan said: "Am I talking nonsense? The cause of evil fruit can be called evil fruit because it can make a person with a good heart evil. ”

Long Sang Hei Ming said: "You are talking nonsense, you want to lie to me, you don't want to think about it!" ”

With that, the black smoke on his cheeks suddenly flooded like a tidal wave.

Then there was a strong gust of wind, and when Muxiang and Abu Lisan saw it, they took a few steps back.

A few steps back?

For they saw an even more terrible sight—the mountains were shaking, and black smoke was rising from the ground, like demons with fangs and claws.

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