"Twin Beasts!"

When Han Ling saw the strange beast on Dongfang Mo's shoulder, which was exactly the same as her Bai Ling in other places except for the color, he exclaimed in surprise. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She didn't expect that another frewloquent egg in the hand of this Taoist priest also broke out of the shell.

And with her cultivation attainments, she instantly saw that this black beast was filled with a pure divine soul fluctuation all over her body.

"Click!"

Dongfang Mo twisted his neck, and the joints made a crisp sound. He didn't care about this woman's surprise, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he said in a low voice:

"Shadow, kill her!"

"Huh!"

His words fell, and the shadow on his shoulder disappeared abruptly.

At the same time, Han Ling's expression changed greatly, just because she felt a strong life-and-death crisis, so she was about to withdraw and retreat.

But when she just turned around, a pair of tubular pupils were already silently staring at her.

"Buzz!"

Under the gaze of these two pupils, Han Ling's already injured spirit trembled, and then immediately fell into a daze.

I saw her delicate body standing in mid-air, and a pair of beautiful eyes did not have any focus, and began to close slowly.

"Flutter!"

In the next breath, the shadow shook its wings, and it was about to sink into the center of the woman's eyebrows.

At the last moment, perhaps it was a threat of life and death, Han Ling's body actually began to tremble. After a while, she clenched her silver teeth, and her eyes suddenly opened, staring at the black beast three feet in front of her.

"Drink!"

The woman screamed, Huo Ran opened her mouth, and a sonic wave technique stirred up.

I saw a visible sound wave, which slammed into the shadow's body.

But to the woman's horror, the shadow ignored the attack of the sound wave and passed through directly, less than three inches from the center of her eyebrows.

"Soul Body!"

At this point, Han Ling was full of horror, and he also completely affirmed the guess in his heart before.

"Dead beasts!"

Just as her expression fused, and she wanted to withdraw and retreat violently to avoid the beast, a menacing shout suddenly came from her side.

It was a young man who rushed over with a bone knife glowing with black gas.

If you look closely, there is also a faint fluctuation of divine soul on this bone knife.

At this time, he turned the bone knife upside down and slashed down angrily at the woman's door.

He was originally a physical cultivator, but now under the explosion of some kind of secret technique, the speed of a moment was not much slower than that of the shadow.

The shadow's tubular pupils shrank, as if threatened, and its wings flapped and disappeared again.

When he appeared, he was already behind the young man and threw himself at the back of his head.

"Look for death!"

The young man stomped under his feet, his body spun in a circle, and the bone knife in his hand slashed down towards the shadow quickly and accurately.

"Goo!"

But at this moment, the shadow suddenly let out a cry.

When this voice fell, even if the young man had the cultivation of the Ning Dan Realm, he still had a trace of confusion.

Taking this opportunity, the shadow's sharp beak immediately pecked at the center of his eyebrows, and was about to take out his soul directly.

"Dang!"

But what was surprising was that on this person's forehead, a faint rune shone at the critical moment, blocking the shadow's attack on the divine soul.

But even so, the center of his eyebrows was still cracked, and a stream of red and viscous essence blood flowed down the tip of his nose, dripping down.

All this happened as fast as lightning, and Han Ling had a full view of this scene. When she saw the rune on the young man's eyebrows, which could barely block the attack of the beast's divine soul, a smile appeared on her face.

"There are still some benefits to the slave seal!"

After that, she looked at the young man and said in a deep voice:

"Thirteen, hold that strange beast for me for the time being, and wait for me to deal with this Taoist priest."

When the young man woke up, he was scared at first. And when he heard Han Ling's order, he gritted his teeth and waved the bone knife at the shadow.

"Flutter!"

But the shadow disappeared in an instant with a shock of its wings, and stood as fast as lightning on a dry branch not far away, its head turning, and the divine steed looked around.

"Solve me, Xiaodao thinks the same way."

Hearing Han Ling's words, Dongfang Mo had a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

The previous embarrassment and humiliation made him feel a shocking anger in his heart that needed to be vented, so he looked at the shadow and continued:

"Kill that kid first."

"Goo!"

The shadow responded with a cry as if receiving an order.

At the same time, a black light flashed in front of the young man, and his spirit instantly felt a strong coercion.

Under the shock of his expression, this person danced wildly with the bone knife in his hand, weaving an impermeable knife net all around his body.

This bone knife is called the Soul Cutting Knife, and it is specially used to torture people's souls. At this time, the effect of the alien beast used to defend against the body of the divine soul is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary magic weapons.

In addition, he is a Ning Dan realm cultivator, and the shadow is only in the foundation building period from the perspective of breath fluctuations. Although with his strength, he was unable to perform the Divine Soul Technique for the time being, but he still relied on the magic weapon to stop this beast stubbornly.

"Little girl, let's have fun tonight."

Dongfang Mo stepped on the void, his slender figure gave people an invisible oppression, and slowly walked towards Han Ling.

To the teasing in his words, Han Ling's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent, and he said lightly:

"It's up to you to see if you have that ability."

With a flick of her wrist, a tongue of fire spread from her palm, forming a long whip that burned with flames again.

In the next moment, the woman's jade arm twitched.

"Hula!"

The whip burned the air into a puff of green smoke and slammed it towards his façade.

The corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth rose, and the dust in his hand was flicked.

"Huh!"

The silk was elongated instantly, and the two collided together in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The rich wood spiritual power and fire spiritual power collided, causing the two of them to step on each other.

"Oooo

Each took three steps back.

At this point, there was a look of anger in Han Ling's eyes, and he didn't want this Daoist's strength to skyrocket to such a point.

And Dongfang Mo twitched, he understood that the blow just now seemed to be evenly matched, but he was just relying on the power of the magic weapon. And the long whip in this woman's hand is just condensed from mana.

Therefore, his strength is still a line worse than this woman. After all, he really calculated, he only has the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and this woman is the great consummation of the foundation building period.

But he is extremely confident in his various methods, even if this woman's qualifications are against the sky, he is confident that she will not be able to eat and walk around.

Thinking of this, I saw him throw the dust behind his back, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pinch the trick, and said something in his mouth.

"Puff puff ......"

I heard only a dense sound.

Looking at Han Ling's feet again, waist-thick vines broke out of the ground, and I was afraid that there were thousands of them.

These vines writhed like snakes, and in an instant, they rolled towards the various gaps around Han Ling's body.

"Carving insect skills!"

Han Ling's eyes showed disdain, his wrist turned, and the long whip suddenly roared, quickly and ruthlessly pumping all the vines around him, turning them into sawdust.

And a blazing wave of fire instantly ignited the sawdust, causing the surrounding area to burn into a sea of red fire.

However, when the raging sea of fire gradually extinguished.

"Groan!"

I heard a loud sword sound again.

As soon as Han Ling looked up, he found that there were turquoise wooden swords around her, densely packed like a sphere, sealing her in all directions, and she was now in the center of the ball.

Feeling that every wooden sword condensed by mana has a heavy oppression on it, and its aura far exceeds that of a middle-level magic weapon, this beautiful woman's eyes revealed a trace of incredulity:

"Back to the Purple!"

Dongfang Mo didn't seem to hear her words, I saw his lips move slightly, and there were words in his mouth, and at a certain moment he shouted:

"Hurry!"

As the words fell, the spherical sword array instantly contracted, and the overwhelming wooden swords all galloped towards her.

"Drink!"

Han Ling let out a coquettish shout, and at the same time, a terrifying white flame erupted from his body.

"Boom!"

But in the next breath, the menacing wooden sword still drowned her.

I could only see a stream of blue light and fire exploding, violent mana fluctuations came, and the ground shook violently.

And in the center of the sword array, every wooden sword that submerged into the white flames around Han Ling's body would be instantly burned into nothingness.

However, Dongfang Mo's low-level spells have reached the realm of returning to the purity, and their power can be called unpredictable.

Although Han Ling's Fire Spirit Root had a restraining effect on his Wood Spirit Root in a sense, the power of this technique was too great.

After more than ten breaths, when the last wooden sword was completely incinerated, the flames around it had already reached an astonishing height of tens of zhang.

After a while, the flames gradually subsided, revealing Han Ling's somewhat panting figure.

"Groan!"

However, before she could breathe, she heard a loud sword sound around her again.

Han Ling looked up and found that the dense wooden sword had once again turned into a spherical sword formation, trapping her in it.

But the difference was that Dongfang Mo's hands outside the sword array pinched the trick, and two clusters of rich ink-colored light were condensed between his fingers.

In the next moment, he pinched and exploded the two ink-colored clusters of light into pieces of spiritual light.

These flashes of light instantly merged into the wooden swords around them.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the wooden sword trembled, and an inky line appeared on the blue-green sword.

"How is that possible!"

And when he felt the power coming from these wooden swords, which was more than twice as powerful as just now, a touch of shock appeared on Han Ling's face.

"Hurry!"

But when her words fell, Dongfang Mo spat out a word again.

"Woo Woo ......"

At this point, the spherical sword array contracted, drowning Han Ling's entire person in an instant.

"Boom!"

This time, it was like the ground shaking under my feet.

The turquoise wood spirit power instantly engulfed all the firelight in the sword array.

Dongfang Mo put his hands behind his back and looked forward with his eyes slightly narrowed.

The spiritual root has mutated, and his magic has already gone beyond the subtleties and reached the realm of returning to the purity. At this time, he used the magic of instilling spirits, fusing vitality into the wooden sword, and he didn't know how powerful this spell was.

After about four or five breaths, the shaking ground gradually came to a standstill.

I saw a large pit several zhang deep left in the original place, and there were traces of burning around the pit.

Dongfang Mo's slender eyes looked around, but where was Han Ling's figure.

But his ears twitched suddenly, and he turned sideways to look not far away.

Ten zhang away, a flame suddenly burst into thin air. It didn't take long for a slender figure to emerge from the flames, it was Han Ling.

But at this time, the veil on her face was dyed red again. And on top of his arm, there was a cut open.

"Now what do you think of Xiaodao's ability, but it can be returned to your eyes."

Dongfang Mo looked at her and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Even so, you are still going to die today."

Han Lingmei's eyes flickered with cold light.

"Really!"

But as soon as her words fell, a hot manly breath suddenly came to her ears.

It turned out to be Dongfang Mo, who didn't know when, had already appeared behind this woman. Looking at the figure in front of him, it turned into a piece of spiritual light.

The technique of Mu Dun has also reached the realm of returning to the purity.

Hearing this, Han Ling's expression changed in shock, and he didn't want this Taoist priest's body to be so weird, so he was about to withdraw and retreat.

But Dongfang Mo grabbed the whisk with both hands, picked it up from the bottom to the top, and twisted the whisk into the shape of a hemp rope, with a fierce breath, and slashed towards her.

The air around him was extremely viscous, and it became extremely difficult for Han Ling to dodge.

At the critical moment, her lips moved slightly, and a burst of fire shone in front of her, forming a round fiery red shield.

"Boom!"

The whisk slammed into the fire shield, bursting it directly.

Looking at Han Ling's figure again, he shot backwards towards the rear.

Dongfang Mo's figure was a flower, as if teleporting in front of this woman, and at the same time, his palm poked out of the air.

"Shhh

A strong suction force is like an invisible hand, shooting this woman's delicate body in the air.

"Hahaha!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and his slender five fingers pinched violently, wanting to pinch this woman directly.

"Miss be careful!"

The young man not far away was shocked when he saw this, and quickly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood on the bone knife. The knife fell in his hand, and a black sword seven or eight feet long, with a sharpness aimed at the divine soul, forced the shadow back in an instant.

At the same time, its body turned into a stream of light.

Now his eyebrows are bloody, but he can't care about it.

I saw that his free left hand was clenched, and he was still far away, and he was about to punch Dongfang Mo.

"Noise!"

Dongfang Mo turned his head, looked at this person and snorted coldly, and then reached out to take off the gourd on his waist.

"Gollum!"

With a shake of his arm, a stream of black liquid came out, and the magic sand instantly vaporized, diffusing towards the person.

In the next breath, he turned to look at Han Ling who was detained in front of him again, a bloodthirsty look appeared on his face, and his fingers squeezed violently.

"Bang!"

Han Ling's body directly exploded into flames.