The pale vortex, at a speed visible to the naked eye, was shattered by the thunder of fire, and gradually disappeared into invisibility.

A crisis was resolved.

The feeling of oppression that made Zi Qianmo dying disappeared in an instant, the frozen blood resumed flowing, and the stopped breathing quietly returned to normal.

The spiritual power that had been devoured before was also spit out and returned to her.

Strands flowed back into her body.

Zi Qianmo turned his head and glanced at Mo Yan gratefully.

If he hadn't been there, I'd have been killed.

Mo Yan just glanced at her, his attention was withdrawn again, and he solved the pale vortex on Zi Qianmo's side, and he began to concentrate on dealing with the pale devouring vortex that attacked him.

It's not easy.

This step style, from the beginning, saw his own strength, which was stronger than Xiao Momo, so among the two pale whirlpools, the one against himself was obviously more powerful, about twice as powerful as the one against Xiao Momo.

The sword technique of Shenxiao Thunder, in front of him, condensed into a fan.

Swing and squirm.

Zi Qianmo stood dozens of meters away, watching this battle, and his heart turned a thousand times.

She always thought that since her soul penetrated into the human world, she had concentrated on cultivation and promoted extremely fast, which was already very good, and she herself was quite satisfied.

Until now.

Only then did she realize that it was still far from enough.

In the lower realm of the Purple Mansion Period, in this Beilan country, he may already be one of the best masters, but if it is placed in the territory of the Central Continent Empire, it is estimated that it is not enough to see at all.

An old dwarf who has disappeared for more than fifty years and has only one-fifth of her cultivation left, can force and suppress her to this realm.

Not strong enough!

You have to work harder and get stronger!

Otherwise, how should we face the jackals, tigers and leopards of the Mo clan and the Bu clan in Zhongzhou, as well as countless enemies lurking in the shadows and wanting to deal with Yan?

Mo Yan and Bu Feng are in a duel.

Bu Feng concentrated on fighting Mo Yan, and he was a little stronger than dealing with two people.

His devouring evil skills have been exerted to the extreme.

Even though his body couldn't move, the white bones around him had become props for his attack, and the white bone blades were like rainstorm pear blossoms, shooting wildly towards Mo Yan from all directions.

"Green bones!"

Zi Qianmo snorted.

"Yes, Zizi!"

The green dragon instantly came to his senses, and with the fastest speed, he flew to the side of His Royal Highness the dear demon king.

Zi Qianmo jumped over, turned over and jumped onto Qinglong's back.

She pointed in the direction, "Go to the tailbone of the Blackwater Evil Jiao." ”

Even though she doesn't have a strong realm of cultivation and has a head-to-head confrontation with the old dwarf's step, she must never be a useless woman who stands by and just waits for a man to save her.

She is the demon king Bai Ze.

How can a battle of this magnitude be coaxed?

This black water evil Jiao is a demon.

Even if it's dead, it's a demon.

If it's a demon, then you have to listen to the order of the demon king, even if it's a corpse, you have to be controlled by her!

"Heavenly Demon Puppetry."

Zi Qianmo rode the green dragon, standing behind the huge half-body skeleton of the Black Water Evil Jiao, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were together, standing upright between the tip of his nose and the cherry lips, and the rich and pure demonic power burst out in an instant.

In his left hand, dozens of silver needles and silver threads flew out in an instant.

Silver needles wear silver threads.

Woohoo

Nailed into the bones of the Black Water Evil Jiao,