Chapter 213: Black Requiem

"Perverted!" Huang Ying struggled hard, but didn't break away, and immediately listened to the painting bone raojiao, "But throw it into the fragrant soup and soak it, you can still use it." Immediately, she only felt her body swept up by a gust of wind, and fell heavily into the lotus pond.

Seeing this, Du Yuanyuan was anxious, just relying on a sword or something, he couldn't hurt the painting bones in the slightest, but he didn't dare to use fire, for fear of accidentally injuring Qingye, and in a hurry, he actually used the sword technique that he had never tried before.

Even he didn't know what mantra he had recited indiscriminately, all in all, he was a little caught off guard, and in an instant, where the words fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly jumped up, the tip of the sword was facing up, and the hilt was suspended in mid-air, and the goblins present were shocked by Du Yuan's unreasonable swordsmanship, and let out a sigh.

, what the hell! Xiao Du hurriedly recited the mantra again, but saw that the blade of the sword shook slightly as if it had been hit by a small stone, the sword body shook, and then the brush turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and the tip of the sword finally went down.

All the demons sighed again, a little abruptly.

"Giggles." Painted bones covered their mouths and smiled, full of mockery, "Your swordsmanship is so strange, what other tricks do you have, all of them are used, let me also open my eyes, giggles." ”

Du Yuanyuan also felt faceless, but he couldn't care about his face or anything at the moment, and sneered, "Okay, you can see it too!" ”

Immediately, he concentrated on reciting the mantra silently, and at the same time, the running spirit was on the fingertips, the index finger was lightly picked, a ball of fire swayed and burned, dancing gracefully on the tips of his fingers, and the painting bones were also startled, and the slender eyes widened suddenly, and before he could think about it, the long sword in the air suddenly stabbed at him, he was shocked, and hurriedly dodged.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and this move catches the painting bones off guard, and the red gauze is swept by the fireball, and there is a soft sound on the ground, burning a hole. The smell of silk satin yarn scorched spread in all directions, and the painted bones were also shocked, and the demons were even more dumbfounded, whispering that the owner of the painted bones had been hit. What is the origin of this kid? Looks amazing!

"Hmph, it seems that I underestimated you." Painting Bone took a few steps back and flicked his sleeves, feeling quite sorry for his clothes, "But with just a few fire skills, it is pure delusion to want to defeat me!" Wei Renzhong is old and useless, so I'll settle the new accounts and old accounts together, and let him out of this breath for him, cluck. The enchanting man was uncertain, and suddenly his arms were outstretched, and his wide sleeves danced in the wind, like the wings of a butterfly, and then, but there was a strange laugh in the air, like his echo, and like something else.

At that time, the yellow warbler who had been thrown into the lotus pond finally struggled to climb ashore, soaking wet and looking around in horror. What was that? Demons, you look at me, I look at you, it's all the same.

Little Mushroom and Little Gray also looked up and looked around, only Shi Nu was still expressionless and his eyes were empty.

Immediately, over the hall floated down several black elves, their wings on their backs, and their bodies were pitch black, a little like dragonflies, and some like butterflies.

Locust! This was Du Yuanyuan's first reaction, and he immediately shouted, "Poisonous!" Get out of the way! ”

"Giggle." The painting bone smiled and bent over, as if he had heard something very ridiculous, "Yes, it is poisonous, but it is not the poison you said." With that, he whispered to the five black elves floating in the void, "Come down, my little darlings, soothe them with your tenderness, and let them wake up early." ”

I don't know what kind of famous painting bones are playing, Du Yuanyuan held the sword that fell back in his hand, and flashed back vigilantly, and then, the black elves seemed to be very excited A series of strange laughs, rushed towards them, the speed was so fast, like wind and lightning, several people retreated, but it was too late, only to see the five elves like five black phantoms straight through their bodies, but there was no trace of injury and blood, and they passed lightly.

In the next second, hearing a plop, Huang Ying suddenly fell to the ground on one knee inexplicably, bowed her head deeply, looked faceless, and confessed in a crying tone, "If there is an afterlife, I only want to be a little bird." ”

! The demons each had a screaming expression on their faces, their hands covering their cheeks, but the hall was silent, and their breathing could be heard.

Immediately, there was another plop, and Du Yuanyuan also knelt down on one knee, and nodded his forehead to the ground and said sadly, "Living in this world, I'm really sorry for everyone, if there is an afterlife, I just want to be a lobster." ”

…… Then, it was Mushroom, who burst into tears, "Daddy, so am I, Fluttershy is still honestly a mushroom." ”

An inexplicably strange depressive atmosphere shrouded the sky over the hall, and a goblin didn't dare to take a breath, and there was a knowledgeable whisper, "It's the melancholy elf of the master of the bones, it's terrible." ”

Painted bones, who have always used color to confuse people's minds, are now using his exclusive stunt, Melancholy Elf, also known as the Black Requiem. Hearing the sound, those who are disturbed will have a kind of despair for no reason, and all thoughts are discouraged for a while, and they can't raise any energy, so they don't need to meet each other with swords, so they raise their hands and surrender.

Only Shi Nu and Little Gray Ash are safe and sound, Shi Nu is not strange, he has no mind, but Little Gray Ash has nothing to do. The five elves penetrated the bodies of the five of them in turn, and Huang Ying Xiao Du and the little mushroom were already captured, but why was he fine? Unaffected.

The painting bone is also secretly wondering if something is wrong.

"Giggles, it's really strange, it's the first time I've met someone who can dodge my black requiem." He pretended not to care, and said in a beaming voice, and then his eyebrows were deeply locked, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the five elves instantly condensed and fused into a super-large version, and their wings danced and made a buzzing sound, "Go!" Give him some more color! ”

The bodies of the demons fell backwards in unison with the swooping of the black elf, but the little gray gray was stupidly stunned, and he couldn't even dodge for a while, allowing the huge black elf to rush straight through his body, and under the effect of inertia, he was led back a few steps and almost fell.

The empty hall was entangled in the nervous breathing of the demons, and the little gray ash was also frightened, and he gasped several times, clutching his chest, his heart was pounding, he was already timid, where had he experienced such a scene.

In the next second, everyone burst out in a shocked shout, "No!" ”

But when he saw it, the giant black elf suddenly fell to the ground, its wings shrunk in fear, clinging to its back, its four claws trembling, and it knelt down in the direction of the little gray ash, and made a whining sound from its mouth.