This is nothing, what is even more surprising is that the painted bones who originally had a contemptuous smile suddenly knelt on their knees for some reason, bent their backs deeply, put their hands on the ground, and pressed their foreheads against them, and said in a low confession to Little Ash, "I'm sorry, this little boy, I was too presumptuous before, please forgive me." ”

...... "It's too strong!" Even the owner of the painting bone himself has been affected! ”

"It's not the impact, it's the master's defeat to that little bit!"

"Yes, yes! The Melancholy Elves have been defeated in the negative! ”

"The owner of the painting bone has been counterattacked! I even kowtowed to him to make amends! ”

The discussion was endless, and Xiao Ash was stunned on the spot, really, he really defeated the painting bone who was helpless even Du Yuanyuan, this extremely perverted demon? He couldn't believe that at that time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man in the scallops in the lotus pond, extremely beautiful, but pale and thin, like a orchid that was about to wither and wither, he was the person that Brother Du wanted to save. No matter who he is, as long as Brother Du wants to save him, that's right! In the sixteen years of life of Little Gray Gray, no one has ever believed in him and encouraged him like Du Yuanyuan, so this always cowardly teenager broke out at this moment, a sneer appeared on his honest and simple face, his fists were clenched, and the painting bones lying on the ground were unwilling in a thousand ways, muttering, "How can it be...... How could it not weaken his fighting spirit at all. ”

"Huh." Little Gray Gray smiled gloomily, raised his head suddenly, and spit out a few words with difficulty, "Because I was originally ...... There is no fighting spirit! ”

…… The demons' jaws almost fell to the ground.

Then, the timid little gray shook his head highly, and roared proudly, "In terms of negative thinking about things, don't think about surpassing Lao Tzu!" ”

…… All the demons shouted in unison: You are so confident in your own incompetence! Then they fainted.

Little Gray gritted his teeth fiercely, and without hesitation, he picked up the long sword that was thrown on the ground, and roared angrily towards the painting bone stab!

At this moment, a hand grabbed his wrist, and when it turned out that the painting bone was suffering from himself, Du Yuanyuan also woke up from his bewitching technique, and immediately snatched the sword of the little gray ash and said, "Let me come!" ”

However, the painting bones were only lost for a moment, and they were quickly restored, and the figure fell lightly backwards, and the person was gone; Standing on the edge of the lotus pond, "I didn't expect it, you guys have some skills, but this little trick is really not worth mentioning, giggles." ”

"The surname is drawn! Lao Tzu will break your body into thousands of pieces today! Du Yuanyuan didn't have time to think about strategy, he only felt that a raging fire was burning in his body, and the flames were burning everywhere the sword blade went, frightening the demons to flee in all directions, and for a while, the hall was full of dust and smoke, screaming.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the painting bones raised their hands, and the dark blue flowers fell from the sky, and the petals were like rain, but at this moment, Du Yuanyuan was already angry to the point of madness, and let the blue flowers rain one after another, but he was unconscious, "Damn! Do you want anything else than these methods! He swung his sword and leaped, and the petals of the flower shattered everywhere the sword light went, and the ice-blue debris fell between his shoulders and hair, and also fell on the lotus flower of Yan Yan.

But the man in the shell remained motionless, as if he were dead.

"Huh?!" The painting bone was shocked, seeing that the illusion was ineffective, he had no idea for a while, and at this moment, Du Yuanyuan saw his flaws, and laughed and said, "These carving insect skills of yours are useless to Lao Tzu!" A thought flashed, and he suddenly thought that it was not possible to use fire, it was easy to hurt Qingye, and it was absolutely no problem to use ice, Qingye was originally a cold-blooded animal, and snakes had to hibernate in winter.

Immediately, he held the sword in one hand, and quickly condensed the true qi in his palm with the other, and as the bubbling blue true qi swirled and condensed on his palm, the air in the hall suddenly cooled. On the light gauze curtains, on the swaying flowers and trees, and on the red candles dripping with wax, a thin layer of ice crystals was suddenly shrouded, clear and beautiful. But everyone in the hall was in no mood to enjoy this scene, everyone was in a daze, and the whole person was stunned, how could it be, how could this little-known boy have such strength to fight against his illusion! Even if there is no underworld, he will give him three points. The vain cooling air also froze a pool of lotus lotus flowers, and the pink and gold petals were covered with a layer of veil-like ice and snow, which was extremely beautiful. The person curled up in the shell was also covered with moonlight silver, his pale and emaciated face glowed with a little bit of ice crystals, so poignant, and his long and thick eyelashes seemed to be inlaid with countless broken diamonds to shine smartly, but the slender eyes were always unconsciously closed.

Quiet, early autumn leaves.

Quiet, drifting snow in the depths of winter.

The painting bones were in chaos, and they swept away outside the hall in a panic.

It seems that he has to use all his strength, and from the first glance when he saw Du Yuanyuan coming here again, he expected that Wei Renzhong was finished, but he didn't expect that it was really at the hands of the young man in front of him, and he also guessed that Wei Yuanyuan's anger was exhausted, and Du Yuanyuan had not yet cultivated to the point of no words.

Could it be that he is really a non-heavenly reincarnation!

This thought frightened the painting bones, and while comforting himself that he couldn't do it, he hurriedly flew out of the house like the wind, and headed towards the brightly lit street.

"Yellow Warbler! Take care of the night! Shi Nu, follow me! Du Yuanyuan shouted, and then chased out, Shi Nu took the order, and Dong Dong's steps followed heavily.

Draw bones, and it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart if you break your bones into ashes! Xiao Du gritted his teeth, clenched the three-foot Qingfeng, his eyes were full of ruthless killing intent, and for the time being, he ignored Bai Weixue Qiantu and the others who were imprisoned here, he rode the pursuit of the wind and sword, the night wind whistled in his ears, and then, the red figure in front of him stopped at the same time as him, stood in place, and glared at each other angrily.

It's time to decide whether you're alive or dead!

The strong is king, which is the immutable law of this world.

The painting bone no longer used any illusions, staring at Du Yuanyuan fixedly, the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth was gone, and a bewitching face sank like the iron-black sky at this moment.

Immediately, but seeing him clasp his hands together, in an instant, the nameless wind rose, puffing up his hair, like an unstoppable force surging from the darkness, sweeping and spreading, Du Yuan stared expressionlessly, and did not move.

Put all one’s eggs in one basket. Yes, that's all he can do now.

Whether in terms of Taoism or connotation, he is far from painting bones.

At least that's what Du thinks at this time.

However, that doesn't mean he will lose.

Anger and hatred can instantly increase a person's potential power, even hundreds of times more than normal.

Moreover, he has not only his own life on his shoulders, but also the green night. And his companions'!