The words seemed to be true and false, Huang Sheng was silent, and finally noticed the other party's breath.

It is as cold as a sharp blade, and it reveals a strange distorted meaning, which is very special.

Similar feelings have only been seen in a few people, such as Shumu White Maniac and Wei Xi.

"The Power of Concept!"

Huang Sheng was shocked in his heart, facing the unconscious Huzi, he slowly moved sideways, and said, "Listening to your tone, it seems that there are many people rushing to kill me?" ”

In the distance, the drama douyun group rushed in, obviously Liang Qingya was breaking through the fifth-order encirclement at high speed, but the girl was calm, a little embellishment, and giggled: "Gu Lang still doesn't know, there are many people who are worried about your life!" ”

Throwing a rat bogey, Huang Sheng fully realized this taste, although the other party has the power of concept, it is only a third-order high-level appearance, and he relies on two magic thunders and a spear and a shield with decanter water and non water, and he is not unable to fight, but unfortunately the hostage is in hand, and he can't at all. Gradually moved to the wall, and suddenly asked: "I shook your internal organs just now, and your body and bones are completely ordinary people, how did you hide from me?" ”

Huang Sheng didn't expect the other party to answer, he just wanted to delay the time, find a flaw, bypass the tiger, and hit the enemy hard. Unexpectedly, the girl replied with a smile: "If it's someone else, don't ...... Since Gu Lang asked me, the slave family answered, Lang Jun, please take a look. "The mouth of the tan is slightly opened, the mantu Lanfang, the white mist lingers, forming a vague white human shape, floating in the air, slightly undulating.

"It's ...... Shikigami? Are you Japanese? ”

It was the first time Huang Shang had seen this kind of transcendent spiritual thing unique to the Onmyoji, and he couldn't help but take a second look. This girl's speech and demeanor have no Oriental habits, and she doesn't want to be an island country.

"Yes, the god who specializes in concealment and change. It's called Rina Asagami, it's very good, Gu Lang has to remember it. The girl smiled, suddenly waved the tiger, approached in a flash, her eyes flashed brightly, shooting out two beams of light, one red and one green, which were entangled halfway, forming a spiral shape, rotating at high speed, and killing her.

Huang Shang was afraid of injuring the tiger by mistake, and it was not easy to fight back, so he simply turned his heart sideways, and the tip of the spear hit the tip of the red and green spiral with a super-abnormal criterion, and the tiger's mouth shook violently, and he threw it backwards with his waist, and slammed into the courtyard wall, flashing seven times in a row, and removing the residual rotation force. Hurriedly swept away, found that the next door is a dilapidated temple, in disrepair, the red building collapsed, there is no incense, only an unknown old tree in the corner, a broken stone tablet under the tree, vaguely seems to have a few words, covered by moss.

"Giggles, Lang Jun looks so good when he runs, catch it!"

In the midst of the laughter, a human body swirled, and a big hole was broken in the wall horizontally, but it was the Taoist priest Miao Yizi who had passed out in a coma. Huang Shang was afraid of fraud, so he wouldn't pick it up, so he dodged to avoid it, and poofed the Taoist priest and fell into the mud, fell and gnawed on the mud, snorting, as if he was in pain.

Shallow Rina Shi Ran walked through the cross cave, floating in front of him, still holding a human shield in his hand, tilted his head and smiled: "It seems that although Gu Lang's shield is good, it is still not as good as the slave's shield, hmm...... It's not a good thing to be too kind-hearted, this kid is not Gu Lang's relatives, why should he be so scruples...... The slave family can use him to force you to kill yourself? Hee-hee, it's not good, it's better to kill it yourself. ”

Huang Shang sneered: "You want to kill me even with your half-distorted concept, could it be that Shumu Baimad didn't tell you that his destructive power can't help me?" ”

Reina Asagami was stunned, the smile faded and slowly disappeared, Huang Sheng thought that she had succeeded in angering her, but when she saw her expression turn to joy, she said with a more cheerful smile: "This is the first time the slave family has heard this, does Lang Jun think that it is better to be distorted than to be broken?" No, the power of the Shugi-kun is too pure, and it will soon turn into complete destruction, destroying all living things it encounters, the earth, the air, the space, the time, and even the person himself who is called the Shuki White Maniac, his consciousness will disappear, and his body will become a vessel for destruction. Now, you say, is this kind of power really good? Shouldn't power be in the service of people? Isn't it a very sad thing that man is enslaved, tortured, and destroyed by power, and thinks that he has evolved? Now, Shumujun should have learned to appreciate the beauty in life earlier, so that he could be happy and live up to his life, right...... It's a pity that he doesn't understand this truth, he is cold all day long, he only knows how to cultivate, cultivate...... Speaking of which, the biggest purpose of his cultivation turned out to be to win the decisive battle with you, Lang Jun, are you ridiculous, and Dazai-kun, just as ridiculous, delusional about killing Sun ...... all day long"

There was a sudden thunderstorm in mid-air, it was not far away, and the sound of the clouds tearing could be vaguely heard, she suddenly stopped, sighed, her expression turned lonely, and said quietly: "The slave family lost his temper, which made Gu Lang smile." ”

Huang Sheng finally understood why she thought she couldn't be reasonable.

Reina Asagami has been twisted by a twist.

Huang Shang said: "How long is it?" ”

This sentence has no beginning or end, but Asagami Rena seems to understand, and the mist in her eyes is foggy, turning into tears and sliding down, crying and laughing: "It's really kind and distressing...... Gu Lang, you are really not suitable for this world, it's okay, let's be martyred! In the third second, I'll kill you and kill myself. ”

Tears splashed, she threw the tiger back, beckoned, the god in front of her quickly shrunk, submerged into the eyes, painted double pupils like ink fainted, rippling like water waves, glowing red and green strange light, forming a double spiral, different from the last time, slightly transparent, with a faint white light, Fang Yi condensed the shape, the surrounding air was already like a wave, violently twisted, shocking, screaming, almost into a tsunami, hugging the king to attack and kill.

As soon as the scruples were gone, Huang Shang suddenly let go of his hands and feet, let out a long roar, the whirlpool of the source blood at the heart rotated at high speed, swallowed and vomited the source blood, breeding sharp light, diverting the arms, half of it condensed into the dehydration thunder, silent and low, half condensed into the water thunder, roaring high, converging at the tip of the spear, the two compartments hugged, hidden into Taiji, the arms shook, and the circle was drawn, like the sunset of the long river, and the flat burst out, like the lonely smoke of the desert.

Yin and Yang, the sun is straight, all kinds of contradictory artistic conceptions, dissolved in one formula, Huang Shang's mind can't help but rise, to a certain limit, and finally glimpse the spiral flaw, it seems that a window suddenly opens in front of him, and he wants to see a completely different new scenery.

A hand suddenly swept over the ground, light and fast, holding the pavenel of Huang Shang.

His hands were covered with mud, and on top of them were dirty Taoist robes, and when he held it inward, a strange wave spread out, spreading all over his body in the blink of an eye.

The source blood thunder in the body flickered a few times, extinguishing like a broken light bulb, and dimmed, the vortex of source blood seemed to meet a natural enemy, although it struggled to the death, it was still like an aging gear, and it suddenly slowed down.

As soon as the source was gone, the Taiji Tu that kept circulating on the tip of the spear disappeared.

The red and green spiral stabbed in front of him, the air twisted first, twisted his clothes and hair flying, scraped his face and made it painful, Huang Shang's heart was cold, almost desperate, and then he forgot to concentrate on the effect, and he still didn't desperately close his eyes and wait for death, and stabbed out seven spears in one go, striking at each node of the spiral.

"Huh?"

In the shock, the red and green spiral almost disintegrated, but finally it didn't, it came with a roar, just as it hit the chest, and the yellow clothes plummeted out, falling under the old tree in the corner, next to the remnant monument, blood spurted out and stained it.

"Huh?"