Han Qingge and Ju Yiran suddenly came to their senses, and Ju Yiran said, "Tell me quickly, what did you see in his head?"

Uncle Mei covered his mouth, and made a "woo woo" sound in his mouth, Han Qingge and Ju Yiran moved together, one of them grabbed one of his arms, he closed his teeth tightly, and the whining sound in his throat was louder, occasionally revealing one or two words but couldn't hear what it was.

Ju Yiran stuck his chin, forcing him to open his mouth, only to hear him say: "You pretentious guy, I'll go to your uncle, what the hell, dare to lie to my second uncle..."

"Yi Xiao, stop scolding, get down to business. ”

Uncle Mei struggled desperately in the hands of the two of them, and the two of them stuck him, no matter how he struggled, he didn't let go, just listened to him: "You two don't be deceived by him, he is not an ancient god at all, let alone a person from Xianji Mountain, he is the same as Hui, he is also Hui!"

The two of them were shocked, he was obscure, but he was too far from obscure, he not only had his own consciousness, but also his own form, and even he treated Yi Xiao.

"Do you remember Xiyan? He is very similar to her, but he is still a little more powerful, because his body is the oldest white mud on Xianji Mountain, and he has swallowed so much blood of Lao Tzu, and has taken up the souls of others, and has formed his own body and spiritual sense, he is a big liar, a big liar, kill him too." ”

Ju Yiran and Han Qingge let go of their hands, and the two glanced at each other, this was born in vain, and there was still a spiritual sense and a body obscurity, and they both felt that they had hit a big luck.

Uncle Mei's mouth kept twitching, and he kept scolding himself with Yi Xiao's words, so much so that he couldn't listen to it anymore, and said, "Yi Xiao, it's almost." After all, he saved you, and he accumulated some virtue in his mouth. ”

"Phew, I can't get used to him pretending, he is his slave to everything, and he doesn't want to go to the upper realm to become a god, pretending to be like this. ”

Uncle Mei rolled his eyes in anger, knelt on the ground and gasped, in terms of quarreling kung fu, Yi Xiao was definitely a first-class master in the Immortal Transformation Academy, Han Qingge really sympathized with him.

Yi Xiao scolded and scolded, and suddenly said, "You two be careful, this old man is going to make a mistake!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Uncle Mei wiping his mouth, and suddenly his mouth was gone, and his mouth was gone, and Yi Xiao's voice was naturally gone.

But Uncle Mei's eyes also changed, his eyeballs became completely black, his expression was exactly the same as that of the obscure behind him, the two took a step back, Han Qingge turned to look at Yi Xiao upstairs, only to see that he was shaking his head desperately, with an anxious face.

"Be careful, Uncle Mei was enraged. ”

"Yes. ”

Both drew their swords in defense.

A gloomy voice drilled into the ears of the two, it was Uncle Mei's voice, and said: "You say that the old man is a liar and deceived you?

As soon as the words fell, both on the other side suddenly opened their eyes and stared at the two of them, Han Qingge and Ju Yiran both felt as if they had been stabbed by ten thousand arrows, and at the same time, they could no longer feel the power of life and the power of destruction on their bodies.

Uncle Mei raised his right hand, his fingertips moved slightly, and suddenly these obscurities shouted and rushed towards Han Qingge and Ju Yiran.

Han Qingge couldn't understand what was going on, obviously he couldn't command them before, why did it happen now?

She didn't understand Uncle Mei, but she knew very well that his previous spiritual sense had concealed his true nature, and when he completely indulged his own nature, it would naturally make them surrender.

I saw Uncle Mei jump up suddenly, his palms staggered to the front row, and there was a loud "boom", and two huge palm prints were printed on the magic circle, and the magic circle was pressed down half a foot to the ground, and the murals in the dojo on the first floor quickly dimmed. I'm afraid that if he slaps him a few more times, this magic circle will have to break.

"Go and stop him, and leave it to me. Han Qingge said and rushed out.

Ju Yiran knew that this was not the time to be rash, although he was worried about her, but if he couldn't stop Uncle Mei, they would all be in danger, and said, "Okay." ”

Han Qingge's breaking power quickly swung away, a sword wiped out, and collided with the obscure sword that rushed to the front, this collision she immediately felt the difference, and the other party's sword also came from the breaking power, and the two struck each other, and it was on par.

She immediately understood that Uncle Mei was asking them to transfer all their breaking power to the sword, and let them use the power of Han Qingge to deal with her.

More obscurity also attacked, but there were still some of them flying into the air to intercept Ju Yiran, who was in mid-air before he reached Uncle Mei's side and had to turn back to protect himself, and after his sword was connected with Xuan, he also found that the other party's sword had the power of life, and in shock, he also understood.

Uncle Mei didn't look at the two of them, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and the target was only Yi Xiao who was hiding in the magic circle.

The somersault cloud carried Yi Xiao to the second floor to make circles, he really hated his mouth, if he had known that this would be the case, he would definitely say a few words. It's okay for him to die, but things are like this, let the two of them deal with so much obscurity alone, how can he get by in his heart.

"Bang" There was another loud noise, the dojo shook a little, the sawdust above fell one after another, Yi Xiao sneezed a few times in a row, and then looked, the magic circle outside was pressed down again, and the color was almost gone, he estimated that with this old boy's skill, he was afraid that the magic circle would be broken after a few more strokes.

What to do, what to do......

The somersault cloud carried him around the building faster, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Second Highness, don't think about what you don't have, the old man will open this magic circle and give you a good ride. Uncle Mei's voice coldly burrowed into his head, causing him to hit a spirit.

Yi Xiao leaned over to the window, tried to squeeze out a kind smile, and said, "Let's discuss, I don't need to do anything, I'll open it myself, you let your subordinates stop first." ”

"It's too late to beg me now!" Uncle Mei said, his palm began to slowly gather strength again, Yi Xiao raised his eyebrows, suddenly found something, his smile turned into a sneer, and said: "You big liar, you kind of will break this magic circle, if you can break it, I will kneel and call you grandpa!"

Uncle Mei was stunned, and before he had time to see what Yi Xiao was thinking, he saw that he had already commanded the somersault cloud to go downstairs, and when he saw that the mural was almost gone, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood splashed on the wall, and suddenly the painting regained its brilliance.

Ju Yiran and Han Qingge turned around in surprise, Yi Xiao rushed out of the building, and said through the magic circle: "You two don't worry, this old boy won't last long." ”

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