Chapter 283: Sniping Beauty, Come to Xiang (35)

For a ghost like Tsing Yi who has been cultivating for less than a hundred years, Mo Xiaoyou was originally too lazy to even make a move, but after thinking about the combat power of the sniper behind her, she finally shook her hand and threw out a small cluster of Qingluan flames.

As soon as the flames touched the surrounding fog, it made a sizzling sound, and as these sounds became farther and farther away, the already deep fog gradually dispersed, revealing the original scenery of this part of the City God Temple:

In a woodland with withered grass, four mounds made of blue bricks stand in the four directions of the forest, southeast, north, and west, and the Chenghuang Temple is in the center of these four mounds.

And the last grave of the "Five Weeping Graves" is less than 100 meters away from where she stands. And next to this mound, is a towering locust tree.

The canopy of this locust tree is so large and the foliage is so dense that even though it is almost noon, the sunlight still does not shine directly through the locust tree, and there is not even a speck of sunlight on the ground.

Even the entire temple of the city god was drawn into its shadow by this canopy. So the time is always daylight, but the surroundings are still extremely cool.

However, this originally eerie and terrifying atmosphere had disappeared from the moment the ink demon's Luan Fire was used as an aerial medium. In its place, there was a blue-black flame.

After going through the experience of several worlds, the Luan Huo that Mo Xiaoyou is using now has also departed from the original state of Luan Huo that the hole bird gave her. With her frequent use, now this Luan Fire has taken on a bit of the attribute of the black reincarnation stone - devouring.

The main objects of its devouring are demonic power and demon spirits. Therefore, as soon as the ink demon released the Luan Huo, he protected the sniper behind him in his own enchantment, but the Luan Huo burned more and more with the momentum of the prairie fire.

Especially the Luan fire near the direction of the old locust tree has already burst into flames an arm's high.

And Tsing Yi and Nie Xiaoqian, who were standing opposite the two of them, had already been stunned by what was happening in front of them, and it wasn't until the moment Luan Huo burned their souls that they all screamed in pain because of the pain.

Nie Xiaoqian was much more agile than Tsing Yi, she endured the pain, and shouted words begging for mercy in her mouth, while moving in the direction where Mo Xiaoyou was.

Maybe it was out of the good impression of Nie Xiaoqian in the last modern world, at this moment of life and death, Mo Xiaoyou still decided to pull this woman in white.

She pinched a trick in her hand, separating the other party in an enchantment, as for the Qingluan fire on her body, she didn't care - everyone has to pay for their actions, she doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know the trap in this City God Temple.

Since Nie Xiaoqian has the courage to help the blue cloth robe to calculate her, don't blame her for the small punishment and the big commandment, after all, Mo Xiaoyou thinks that she has helped her reduce the damage of the Luan fire, if she can't even extinguish the Qingluan fire that burns the corners of her clothes, then even if Nie Xiaoqian doesn't meet her, she won't survive for two episodes.

As for the female ghost in green clothes, Mo Xiaoyou didn't hear the other party's screams and curses at all, and she was more interested in what she was now - would the "grandma" who had been calling for a long time and not come out be forced out by Luanhuo?

In fact, for this classic old demon image that has been shaped by countless games and TV series, Mo Xiaoyou is still very interested, will the other party really like the design in a certain game, like to collect beautiful men to be male pets?

Or, is the other party just a cultivator who likes to control female ghosts to suck men's essence for them and supply them with their own cultivation?

Or, is the other party just a psychopathic old demon who likes to eat people?

The various speculations of the ink demon were all denied in a roar.