Chapter 748 The Praying Mantis Who Catches Sparrows (Medium)

"Do you know whose children they are?" asked Fallen Leaf again.

"I don't know. ”

"Fright, they're Wraith Emperor's children, you've been cursed by it, don't you know it yet?"

On the ground, Qing Yu's sword blade, arms, and body suddenly condensed strange blood lines, like blood-colored earthworms, swimming on his body. His sturdy body was sealed like a sculpture under the constraints of this blood earthworm curse. At this time, the surging sky was high in the sky, and a pitch-black one-eye was opened.

The eye was ten feet in diameter, and it was frighteningly large. Under its cold gaze, it couldn't move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Woohoo, the wraith is crying, the souls are withering, woohoo, the emperor is sad, the dry bones are silent......" At this moment, the deciduous old ghost actually sang an extremely ugly song with a strange tone.

The cold wind howled on the wasteland, and the wind and clouds in the sky were restless. On the ground, a terrifying monster nearly 100 zhang long fell from the sky of the nine heavens. Its sticky black body was covered with scarlet stripes, shaped like a tadpole, or like a mutated left scale vine, and the single eye on its tadpole head stared at the green feathers below, flashing with a dark light that stared at everything.

"Hoo !!!"

In an instant, the behemoth monster fell down, opened its bloody mouth, and directly swallowed the immobile green feather like a belly. It's like devouring a grain of sand, Qing Yu's body is not enough for it to stuff between its teeth. After swallowing the green feather, its bloated, ugly huge body shook and fell straight to the ground.

The ground was like a lake, and there were no holes or signs of damage, but it had already stirred up layers of blood, and the figure disappeared into the ground.

Looking at this scene, Fallen Leaf was still singing his strange tune.

It didn't take long for the song to be sung, and the world was silent, and even the wind stopped. Fallen Leaves' eyelids drooped, revealing a sleepy appearance, as if they wanted to sit on the throne of white bones and sleep.

But at that moment, the earth trembled with a bang, and he opened his eyes in confusion. On the barren earth, layers of blood rippled again, and then, the hideous behemoth monster flew out from under the ground.

Its hundred-zhang long body is suspended in the air, about thirty zhang away from the fallen leaves, and it is only ten feet wide with one eye, so the fallen leaves are not even big in its eyes.

"Why are you looking at this king like this?" said Fallen Leaf stared at its one eye suspiciously.

And it seemed to be suffering some kind of pain, and it opened its mouth wide and screamed bitterly. Its single eye staring at the fallen leaves was full of fear. At the same time, its pupils are constantly bulging, as if it has an awl that stabs outward inside the eyeball.

"Poof!!!

In the flash of lightning, its pupils burst violently, squirting out a viscous black liquid like ink. At the same time, a cyan lightning bolt shot out of the black liquid.

The old skin wrinkles on Fallen Leaf's face suddenly trembled, and as soon as he wanted to stand up and escape, he suddenly felt his chest sink!

"Poof!!"

Behind the throne of white bones, a hideous blade was stabbed, and red blood dripped from the blade.

In front of the throne, Qing Yu was dripping with black slime, one claw grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the other claw handle was behind the hilt, sticking out his head, and the face of painful fallen leaves was open hideously. The Styx Sword stabbed through Fallen Leaf's chest and then stabbed out of the throne behind him, pinning his body to the throne. Wisps of strange green smoke floated out from the bones of Qing Yu's left cheek, and he exhaled a green and red cold breath, and said hoarsely, "Do you know what the contract is with you?"

Behind him, the behemoth was roaring and rolling in pain, its single eye squirting black liquid.

Falling Leaf stared at Qing Yu with a frightened face, and the "hook" in his throat kept ringing, and he didn't spit out a word.

"It is the previous lord of the Soul Prison. The Soul Prison is the eighth level of Hell, two levels lower than the Bone Prison. Qing Yu said coldly: "Even the current Soul Prison Lord who defeated it has to kneel down in front of me!

"Ziz ......"

Blood kept flowing out of the mouth of the fallen leaves, wisps of black smoke floated out of his body, the flesh and blood gradually diluted, and the imperial robe fell loose.

In a short time, the fallen leaves nailed to the white bone throne by the Styx Sword turned into a skeleton wearing a yellow robe.

Qing Yu raised his head, and on a rolling black cloud in the sky, a thin figure stood. Fallen Leaf was naked, wearing only a pair of floral trousers, with a figure lying down, leaning on a spine cane, and drooping on old skin, like a thin old man who had been kicked out of the bed. He stood in the clouds in embarrassment, staring at Qing Yu in horror, his bent legs trembling.

"Qingyu Xiao'er, you are not rampant!" I don't know what means he used to escape Qingyu's killing, but he seemed to be frightened, and screamed like a mad dog: "Sooner or later, this king will take off your head as a urinal!"

With that, Falling Leaf violently broke the spinal cane in his hand, and from the broken bone cane, a cloud of white space-time smoke erupted, enveloping him. A space-time gate was short-lived, teleporting the fallen leaves away in an instant.

............

Thousands of miles of earth sank to the bottom and fell into the torrential rain, and smoke wafted on the ground.

Heaven and earth were in a blur.

Ordinary spiritual skills and ordinary weapons can't hurt a single hair of the Green Fire Crane at all. However, at this time, the scar on the green fire crane's chest could not stop the blood and let it gurgle out.

The sword of the powerful ghost is the fairy sword that has been held in the mouth of Jianwei in the primeval era. The legend of slashing the gods and slaughtering the immortals has been passed down since the ancient times. As a result, very few strong people have ever seen this sword, it is called the Jianhua Sword, it is a real fairy sword, the only known fairy sword in the world, in terms of reputation and power, it is stronger than the two major ghost weapons: Styx, Judgment.

The green flaming crane held its chest with one hand and supported it on the ground with the other, leaning its body, holding this movement for a long time, but it did not ease up.

In the pouring rain, he found a simple figure walking over, with a hat and a bamboo cane, like a monk traveling all over the world.

"Since you don't even bother to restrain your dragon breath, why do you have to cover it up with a hat?" the Green Fire Crane stood up, his figure staggering and staring at the Black Fire Dragon Emperor who walked over.

The Black Fire Dragon Emperor, who was still dressed as Jiang Heng, walked to the rain, in front of the skeleton that was wearing a red robe and lying on the ground, and kicked the ghost skeleton with his foot at will, and there was no smoke on the skeleton at this time.

"Really dead?" the Black Fire Dragon Emperor was a little incredulous.

"Are you questioning my immortal arts?" said the Blue Fire Crane.

"It's too powerful. The Black Fire Dragon Emperor exclaimed: "It is worthy of being the Fire Spirit Supreme, and the guys who can't be killed by the Hellfire will all die in your hands." The source of the fire spirit of the Crane Ancestor is really greedy. ”

"Your source of black fire is not bad, but it's a pity that you don't know how to dig it. ”

The Black Fire Dragon Emperor shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to dig either. Ask Crane Ancestor one thing, can your immortal art kill you?"

As he spoke, a greedy glint flashed in the Black Fire Dragon Emperor's eyes。。。。。。。

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