Hei Songdao's finger popped out, and with a "boom", a sharp wind sound sounded, as if an invisible wind blade swept through Lan Su's ear. Between Zong Yong and Lan Su, it was as if some invisible subtle connection had been severed, and Lan Su's delicate body trembled slightly, and he stood on his heels.

Zong Yong is good at collecting yin and supplementing yang, although it is different from the charm of Lan Su, but he has entered the Tao with "color" for a hundred years. For beauty, or robbed by violence, or tempted by evil magic, I don't know how many sins have been created, and I naturally know much more about this kind of charm than ordinary people. After all, Lan Su's cultivation was a realm different from him, and as soon as Zong Yong found out that she was casting a spell on him, he immediately countered with his spiritual sense, but fortunately, the Black Song Daoist rescued him in time. Otherwise, Lan Su will cause the spell to devour, but I am afraid that I will be fascinated by my own charm technique.

"Lan Su, this person's cultivation is much higher than yours, you'd better not cast spells on him at will. Although his cultivation is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the deity, it is not something you can deal with now. ”

Lan Su gently stroked the messy hair on his sideburns, and said with a smile: "Yes, thank you for your help." Lan Su has a small request, if he is captured in a while, why don't you reward him to me? This person is full of yin qi, but he is luxuriant in Yuan Yang, and it will be interesting to use it to make a corpse puppet. ”

Lan Su said, the smile on his face suddenly became ambiguous, and the two beautiful Danfeng eyes also became blurred, and he quietly stretched out a small piece of delicate tongue, licked it gently, and licked a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth into his mouth.

Lan Su's figure is enchanting, and her body is full of a natural, indescribable charm. At this moment, he deliberately made such a provocative expression, but he did not arouse the disgust of others at all, and it seemed extremely natural, but it was full of a vague temptation. Chen Ziyu watched this scene from a distance, and felt a little hot in his abdomen for a while, and couldn't help but be startled, and quickly collected his mind, only to dispel the thoughts that suddenly arose in his heart.

A strange sound of "ho ho" suddenly came out from his side, and the saltwater grass cow beside Chen Ziyu had red eyes and panted heavily. Chen Ziyu was startled, a finger popped out, and a trace of spiritual power went straight into the eyebrows of the Bull Demon, the Bull Demon trembled, and his demeanor returned to normal, but a trace of fear flashed in his two big eyes, and he no longer dared to look at Lan Su.

Hei Song Dao smiled and said to Lan Su: "Well, if you catch him in a while, I'll reward you! ”

Zong Yong has done a lot of evil in his life, and when he heard that others were actually going to kill him "first x and then kill", he couldn't help but be so angry that his eyes were full of smoke, and he roared in a low voice: "Heisong Daoist, seeing that your cultivation is also a master of the cultivation realm, why do you speak so shamelessly?"

Heisong Daoren rolled his eyes and said lightly: "The deity has always been shameless in dealing with people, what can you do with me?"

Zong Yong was suffocated, almost choked on a fight, and even roared angrily, pinched his hands with both hands, and his figure turned into an afterimage, and suddenly pounced in front of the Black Song Daoist.

Cultivators are generally good at magic attacks, and only the demon clan or orc tribe likes to attack their opponents with their physical strength. However, Zong Yong was different from ordinary cultivators, the Fu Puppet Transformation Technique he cultivated could conjure up a clone whose power was almost exactly the same as his, and the stronger his body, the stronger the clone.

It's just that this puppet clone has a fatal weakness, that is, the puppet clone can't cast spells on the opponent like the main body. It is because of this evil art itself that it has a peculiar method of quenching the body, which can wash Zong Yong's muscles and marrow, making his body far more flexible than that of ordinary cultivators, and even not inferior to the orcs. And Zong Yong's attack is incomparably different compared to other cultivators, in order to exert the power of the clone, his attack method is closer to the demon clan and the orc clan.

At this moment, although his talisman transformation technique has not yet reached the time limit for casting, he flies up, and the attack of his main body alone has great power. After all, he was a master in the marrow washing period, and between the five fingers that he bent into claws, there were five powerful rays that were condensed purely by the power of the void spirit, just like the claws of the demon clan.

Kuromatsu Daoren let out a chuckle, raised his hands and crossed them in front of him, making a gesture to block in front of Zong Yong.

A hint of mockery flashed in Zong Yong's eyes. Although his attack is not like the general control weapon attack of other cultivators, but more like a secular martial artist, the power of his magic attack above his five fingers is not lacking at all. Not to mention a cultivator like the Black Song Daoren, even if he has a terrifying physique like a second-level orc like Tanasha, if he is caught by his five fingers, I am afraid that his muscles and bones will be broken, and his flesh and blood will fly. The Black Song Daoist used the weak body of human cultivation to forcibly accept his attack, which was simply looking for his own death!

Zong Yongzheng sneered to himself, but a bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. The Heisong Daoist in front of him is obviously not the kind of old-fashioned person who is immersed in penance and does not understand the world, with his cultivation, how can he not see the amazing lethality contained in his five fingers, and how can he make such a low-level mistake and fight with himself with a weak body.

Zong Yongzheng sensed that this was inappropriate, but he didn't have time to act on it. The smile on Hei Songdao's face was already slightly condensed, and he whispered in his mouth: "Open!"

With the sound of his broken drink, his two crossed hands suddenly swiped to both sides, and suddenly drew several arcane trajectories in the void.

At this moment, Aligu, who had been whispering the incantation, and Lan Su, who was smiling at Ge Jiaojiao, also let out a low cry at the same time.

A huge wave of spiritual power suddenly generated from all directions, and the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and for a while, it was as if the space with a radius of dozens of zhang had become a rippling sea.

The old ghost's brows jumped slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. Staring closely at the fluctuating space, a trace of surprise flashed in the old ghost's eyes, and then this trace of confusion quickly turned into surprise, then into a trace of relief, and then into a trace of surprise.

Unlike the old ghost's ever-changing face, the fluctuations in the surrounding space appeared. Chen Ziyu's face changed drastically, because he felt an inexplicable crisis, as if there was a great danger in front of him, he obviously felt it, but he couldn't grasp where that threat came from.

After the drastic change in his face, Chen Ziyu also let out a low shout, and the Soul Devouring Bell above his head spun wildly, and a whirlpool of temperament with a radius of several zhang instantly wrapped himself and Tanasha, even with the saltwater cattle.

Although there was already a vague feeling of inappropriateness in his heart, but at this moment, under the blow of Zong Yong, he was like a tiger, and he wanted to stop the offensive at this moment, but he was afraid that he would not be able to catch it. And the inappropriate thoughts in his heart were only fleeting, and they didn't leave him much time to react.

Seeing that his five fingers were almost close to the Black Song Dao Man, he was about to dig directly into his chest through the traces drawn in the air by the Black Song Dao Man's hands, but suddenly, the distance between the Black Song Dao Man in front of him suddenly became extremely distant.

Zong Yong's eyes widened suddenly. Although Hei Song Dao was obviously within his reach, even the few wrinkles on his face that appeared due to the evil smile on his face made Zong Yong see clearly, but Zong Yong was shocked to find that there was an invisible gap between Hei Song and him, which stretched the distance between the two to an unimaginable distance.

"Whew!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and Zong Yong's five fingers shot down, but it only brought a low whistling in the void.

Although he didn't have a good impression of Zong Yong in his heart, Chen Ziyu on the side couldn't help but secretly scream a pity for Zong Yong. In his eyes, Zong Yong's five fingers conjured up the sharp mang, as if it was only a hair's distance from the chest of the Heisong Dao people, if it wasn't for Zong Yong's strength was a little less, the Hei Song Dao people would have a rotten stomach at this moment.

The old ghost's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his mouth, muttering: "Formation, the way of formation! You can actually use the formation as a weapon, is this the use of the formation cultivation to the extreme?"

His cultivation is far higher than Chen Ziyu's, and he also has a deep study of the way of formation, so his vision is naturally not comparable to Chen Ziyu. Chen Ziyu still felt sorry for Zong Yong, but the old ghost saw that although Zong Yong's attack on the Black Song Dao people seemed to be only a millimeter, it was not something that speed or strength could make up for. Because this little distance is an illusion created by the Black Pine Dao people with the formation, as long as he falls into the formation of the Black Pine, if he can't break out of the formation, Zong Yong's attack on the Black Pine will always be only one line away, making him want to stop until he dies of exhaustion.

Zong Yong's face also changed drastically, and his vision was not inferior to that of the old ghost. Seeing that the black pine seemed to be in front of him, and the five fingers he swung out suddenly lightened and fell into the air, he did not feel sorry like Chen Ziyu, but had a great crisis in his heart. With a flash of figure, he flew back far away.

"Huh, you're seeing the opportunity very quickly! hehe......"

A hint of discoloration flashed in Hei Song's eyes, as if he was slightly surprised by Zong Yong's reaction, but this surprised color disappeared in a flash, and even though he smiled and deceived himself, his body seemed to be attached to Zong Yong's shadow.

His hands swiped rapidly in front of him one after another, each movement leaving a slightly fluctuating trajectory in the void. These trajectories echo the spatial fluctuations caused by Alec and Lansu, and it seems that every subtle movement of the Kuromatsu Dao people's fingers pulls the frequency of the spatial fluctuations around them.

A look of horror flashed in Zong Yong's eyes, and he subconsciously let out an exclamation, but only half of it screamed, and the surrounding space fluctuations shrank abruptly, and he seemed to have become the midpoint of the entire space contraction. Only a soft sound of "pop" was heard, and Zong Yong and Heisong Daoren, even with Aligu and Lan Su, all disappeared in place.

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