Meng Shuai was stunned, then laughed and said, "Are you people sick? You, and what kind of phantom, one by one, insists that I will be the heir, or it seems to be a great gift to give me a chance." Either that, jump out and accuse me of stealing food from your dog food bowl. I'll say it again, the little surplus food you have, keep it for war and prepare for famine, I won't grab it, understand?"

The man shouted, "Hugh must be clever in his words, and the yellow spring breath on your body will overflow." If it is not recognized by the throne of Huangquan, you can also drive the qi of Huangquan?" he grinded his teeth and gurgled and said, "Unexpectedly, I have been planning for many years, and finally made a wedding dress for you with a yellow-mouthed child." I hate ......."

He shook his head and said, "But I don't hate you either, what are you, when I was at my peak, you were just an ant all the time, not the stronger one among the ants." If I throw a piece of meat on the ground, it will be enough for you to eat for the rest of your life. Are you afraid you'll rob me of my stuff?"

The man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he pointed to the sky and shouted, "I hate the sky, I hate God." These gods set rules, restricted the common people, abused divine power, and often interrupted the promotion of others by thunderous means, so that I lost the opportunity to prove God. ”

"Although I expected it a long time ago, I also laid out all kinds of arrangements, just to steal the sky and change the day, and the king returned, but I was stolen by you, a penniless ghost, is this the sky making people, or people making people?"

The figure of the man swayed violently, but there was no sign of collapse, but it became more and more condensed, and the strength exploded more and more intensely, gradually showing a trend of oppression.

He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth maliciously and said, "Boy, don't think that you got the Yellow Spring Pagoda because of your luck, and you know that it is not the will of God that is guiding you? They used you to fight me and infiltrate the Yellow Spring, which is not within the authority of the human gods, so they borrowed your hand." At the end of the day, you're just a pawn. ”

"It's a chess piece, so you can't help it. Today they see that you are useful, and give you alms, but tomorrow you are useless, and even hinder their affairs, and you become an outcast, which is not as good as I am today. ”

Meng Shuai frowned and said: "Okay, your brain has made up so much, and even the way of heaven has been pulled out, it's really condescending for you not to write a novel." Although I didn't inherit any Huangquan Tower, nor did I become a pawn of any gods, I didn't mind representing the moon...... God will judge you. ”

The man smiled, actually showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and said: "Judgment, just say these two words to you, and I will extract your soul and refine it for a hundred years before you are allowed to die." As he spoke, his body suddenly swelled and doubled in size...... Doubling ......

It's still expanding!

Meng Shuai narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong in his heart, this old guy looked like he was going to die before, why did he suddenly come back to life with full blood and add a halo?

Duan Lingye said suddenly: "This guy deliberately said a lot of, he must be secretly playing tricks." “

This is the same thing that the hero sees, Meng Shuai's eyes are fixed, and he has replaced it with a black yellow spring eye.

I saw that the man was talking, and there was a trace of black gas connecting with him in the air around him. Those black qi were as thin as spider silk, if it weren't for Meng Shuai opening the Yellow Spring Eye, he would never have seen it.

If you look closely, the source of the black gas is the mirror erected on the wall. Among the thousands of mirrors, one-third of the mirrors came out with black gas lines, connected to him, and a trace of energy was moving along the line.

Meng Shuai was extremely angry - sure enough, the person just now felt that the sky hated the gods on the surface, but in fact, he was just a cover, secretly mobilizing the power of Huang Quan in the collection of the Mirror Palace to restore himself. It's a shame that Meng Shuai didn't entangle with him more, otherwise he would have fallen into him.

Moreover, if it was just to absorb power, Meng Shuai found that in some of the connecting lines, the flow of power was opposite. The man actually fed back his meager strength into some mirrors.

What's in those mirrors?

Without thinking about it, Meng Shuai guessed a few points, if he was recharged, he might not be able to make any monsters.

Meng Shuai shouted: "His body is full of connection points, cut him!" With that, his body was weak, and he had already slid to his side, and with the power of descending the dragon vertebrae, he wrapped the black lines around him.

How do you know that those black lines are tough and abnormal, Meng Shuai's dragon descending vertebrae swept Liuhe, but he couldn't cut the black lines on his body, those black lines can be long or short, the dragon descending vertebrae are everywhere, they are infinitely elongated, and they are wrapped around the descending dragon vertebrae, like the wool threads wrapped around the sweater needle. What's even more worrying, Meng Shuai found that those black lines were plucking the geese on the descending dragon vertebrae, and even the power on the descending dragon vertebrae was absorbing. In just such a short moment, the luster on the dragon descending vertebrae dimmed a little.

"Damn-" Meng Shuai scolded secretly, and was about to remind Duan Lingye, looking back, he was surprised.

It turned out that Duan Lingye had a short sword in his hand that was no longer than a foot, and it cut through the side of the person, and when the blade passed, the black line broke in response. A sword sweep immediately creates a vacuum.

Meng Shuai sighed, and the man suddenly roared loudly: "You ungrateful brute-" Suddenly with a loud roar, his head swelled, from a fairly upright human face, instantly turned into a ghost head, opened his mouth wide, showed his long fangs, and bit towards Duan Lingye.

Meng Shuai could see clearly that when he moved, all the black lines swelled a little, and then contracted even thinner, and the black qi on his body also subsided a lot, all concentrated on his head. It can be seen that the man has mobilized all his strength, and even overdrawn.

It seemed that that person's hatred for Duan Lingye was real, even far more than his resentment towards Meng Shuai who "stole" his throne.

What a powerful man that person used to be, although now that his cultivation has fallen, he has fought hard, but his means are amazing. The appearance of that ghost head was different from any evil ghost Meng Shuai had ever seen.

Ghost King...... No, above the Ghost King!

Although he was just a ghost head, Meng Shuai seemed to feel the power of surpassing the ghost king in the Huangquan Tower. Even if it's just rotting corpses.

Duan Lingye also saw that it was powerful, and at the last moment, he poked the psychic sword forward, and the psychic doll blocked in front. Get out of your hands and retreat on your own.

The fangs bit the psychic doll, and the psychic doll dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the most essence of the aura was turning into nourishment for the ghost head.

"Boom!"

Duan Lingye immediately made a decision and yelled. It is better to destroy the spirit treasure than to support the enemy. Moreover, in order to quickly injure the enemy and prevent the enemy from becoming stronger, he did not even close enough distance.

Boom -

There was a bang, and the scrawny psychic doll exploded in the mouth of the ghost.

Lingbao self-preservation, how powerful, even if it is an incomplete Lingbao, it also surpasses the limit of Qi Martial Dao, half of the power of the ghost head is like a blooming lotus, and the other half is to fly the attacker.

The attackers, including Duan Lingye, also included Meng Shuai.

Meng Shuai was unlucky than Duan Lingye, although he was a little far away, he was completely defenseless. All he saw was the back of the ghost's head exploding, spewing out unsightly colors, and then being smashed away by the energy.

Fortunately, his body has also been reshaped now, far more than the ordinary realm lord explained, but this is not comfortable at this moment, the key is that he was also slapped in the face by the explosion - after all, no one will use it to launch an attack backwards.

staggered to the ground, Meng Shuai didn't stand still, he took dozens of steps back, and stopped in front of a mirror.

Wiping his face, Meng Shuai said angrily: "What are you doing, why don't you say hello?" As soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that the dragon descending vertebrae in his hand were gone, and there was no anger and anger.

The blade is the continuation of the life of the warrior, the swordsman requires the sword to be in the person, and the sword forgets the death, in fact, the warrior is not like this? The first thing to practice martial arts is to have a steady hand, and if the blade is not taken off at every turn, the life will not be in his own hands sooner or later. Even if the arm is cut off, the severed hand still holds the blade firmly.

Since Meng Shuai practiced martial arts, he has also suffered many heavy blows, but it is the first time that the weapon has been unconsciously taken off. Recall carefully, but it was those black threads that were wrapped around the dragon vertebrae, like silk threads binding them, and there was another force to pull the dragon vertebrae, when Meng Shuai flew out, the dragon vertebrae did not go out,

However, the dragon descending vertebrae did not stay in place, and in the end, the black line was still stretched, and the dragon descending vertebrae flew in another direction.

Meng Shuai's eyes swept and he saw another person leaning on another mirror with a golden stick.

Duan Lingye!

It turned out that the dragon descending vertebrae had fallen into Duan Lingye's hands. Meng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the dragon descending vertebrae did not fall on the other party, and he did not lose it, he was not in a hurry to ask for it, in fact, he used the dragon descending vertebrae only to be easy to use. At the beginning, the martial artist relied on divine weapons very much, but when he reached the innate realm, with the introduction of martial arts, the weapons gradually degenerated, and when he reached the realm master, he had a position, and the weapons were more ********. It has been necessary to re-attach importance to weapons until after the Divine Martial Dao, and the spirit treasure is contracted, thinking that the supernatural power will be re-valued.

For example, Meng Shuai, now his biggest killer move is in the realm beyond his own realm.

Until just now, he hadn't shown his real skills, and the hole cards he had just condensed had not yet experienced the test of blood.

Truth be told, he was already hungry and thirsty.

However, looking at Duan Lingye's state, it doesn't seem to be good. Although Meng Shuai was also leaning against the wall, he quickly straightened up, but Duan Lingye kept leaning against the wall, not standing up straight, and the dragon descending vertebrae were on the ground, like a supporting crutch.

Meng Shuai raised his voice and said, "You can't do it, if you can't do it, you can retreat." I'll leave it to me. ”

He hasn't had a good fight for a long time, as if he hasn't released the force field to the fullest since he wore it back to the present, and there is no place to show such a grand and magnificent field, isn't it a brocade at night?

Thinking like this, he even looked at Duan Lingye as an eyesore, and he wished that Duan Lingye would be injured and retreat and hand over the stage to him alone.

Duan Lingye hung his head and didn't answer, it seemed that something was wrong with his state. Meng Shuai was surprised, this state was very similar to the state of Duan Lingye before the appearance of the old ghost of Huangquan.

Isn't it, this guy is so unlucky? One old ghost is not enough, and there is a second? Where did he mess with something unclean?

"Roar—" A low roar came out, and the surrounding mirrors shook slightly.

Meng Shuai was startled, and looked at Duan Lingye, although the voice came from that side, he felt that it didn't seem to be from Duan Lingye.

It's like ......

"Groan!" With a dragon groan, nine golden dragons rose from the dragon descending vertebrae, illuminating all directions!