After Si Mo was reprimanded, she lowered her head a little sadly, and the corners of her mouth quietly curved upwards at an angle that no one could see, and then she regained her aggrieved expression again.

At this moment, the thunder in the sky sounded again, and the blue-white scales reflected colorful light under this thunder. I don't know if it's because of the thunder, these reflected lights are unusually dazzling.

Layers of dark clouds rolled in the sky, but since the eyes entered the clouds, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and even the raindrops were no longer dense like a curtain of rain, and became dripping.

Just when Si Mo thought that Jairus had disappeared, a dragon groan came out from the height of the zenith covered by layers of dark clouds, and all the Celestial people who heard this dragon chant looked at the Heavenly Emperor and Si Mo strangely.

Both of them had red cheeks at this time, one was ashamed and the other was annoyed. Because the phrase is said in the dragon language, and the meaning cannot be clearer:

"Heavenly Emperor child! You dare to scold even the people covered by the ancestors, presumably you must have no fear of the Ghost King! Then you don't do it yet! What are you talking about?! You're not a gentleman in the first place! ”

The Emperor of Heaven who was urged by Jairus again, the Emperor of Heaven who was looked at by all the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals with strange eyes, and the Emperor of Heaven whose pride had been crushed since the beginning of his appearance, had to do it at this time.

The hair ornament on his head suddenly cracked, and the fragments finally concentrated on his wrists, instantly condensing into two glittering roulette wheels, which were exactly what his headdress looked like.

As soon as his weapon appeared, the Ghost Monarch had already ravaged him. As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, the Ghost Monarch uses the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which is a long weapon, and the strategy of preemptive strike shows that he is not afraid of the Emperor of Heaven.

Shrouded by the ghost power on Fang Tian's painting halberd, the Heavenly Emperor did not panic, the roulette wheel in his hand suddenly increased, forming two full moon-shaped scimitars, which were not inferior to the length of Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Even due to the arc of its blade, between the tossing and turning of the Heavenly Emperor, the enveloping range was larger than that of Fang Tian's painting halberd. An immortal and a ghost fought together, and they didn't use spells to attack, but instead started the whole martial arts.

Si Mo stood in place and watched the duel between the two, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, could it be said that he had returned to the basics when he cultivated to Dacheng? These two people really don't have any mana at all? Or is it that she can only see black and white, limiting her imagination?

She swears, she'd even heard the sound of pure weapons crashing just now!

"Girl! Why are you still standing? Your thunderstorm is over! ”

The sound of the eyes came from behind his ears, pulling Si Mo out of the state of watching the play with his head sideways watching hand-to-hand combat. His warm breath sprayed on Si Mo's neck at this time, but when she turned her head, she didn't see the old face, nor did she see any unfamiliar face.

It just became transparent. Si Mo could obviously feel that he was by his side, but her thunderous eyes couldn't see his appearance at all.

"Ancestor? Shaojun? ”

Si Mo asked tentatively, but he didn't hear any answer, and the familiar feeling of having Jairus by his side just now had disappeared. Before Si Mo could understand the mystery of this, the sword light and sword shadow had already rushed to his face.

"Isn't it......"

Si Mo's first reaction was to take out the self-defense props prepared for her by Shen Su's parents directly from her purse: an umbrella, a cloak and ...... A long knife.