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At night, autumn blows, revealing a chill, revealing a sense of loneliness and loneliness...... The Demon Moon descended, it was not that it was tired, but that Linghu Jue saw that this place was deserted and wanted to sign a contract with Xuan Feng, which was also one of the reasons why he left the Flowing Shadow Sect temporarily without saying a word.

Linghu Jue stood quietly, his eyes were closed and his wings danced lightly, suspended in the air, and there were words in his mouth. Blood light diffused from his body, converging behind him into a six-pointed star array that flowed away in waves. Different from Sisi's heart contract, Xuanfeng signed a master-slave contract, and the master-slave contract has relatively small constraints on both parties, which is not that Xuanfeng has shime concerns, but that the contract of the heart has quite a lot of requirements for the heart, and he is afraid that Linghu will not be able to bear it.

The six-pointed star array flickered, the blood light flowed, and there was a solemn sùmu rhyme. Zhidào is shihou, Ling Hu Jue bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and squirted a mouthful of essence blood at the six-pointed star array, and the essence blood merged with the magic array, bursting out with brilliant light. Ling Hu Jue suddenly felt a mysterious aura flow out of his mind, and his fighting spirit flourished, and there were faint signs of breaking through the low-level, but it was only a sign, because Xuanfeng was only a low-level battle lord at the moment, although there was a lot of amplitude, it was not enough for him to break through to the middle level.

The six-pointed star array disappeared, and Xuan Feng turned into a blood shadow and submerged into Ling Hu's body, and said with regret: "If I had signed the contract earlier, it would have been of great help to you." ”

Linghu Jue said sincerely: "Brother Xuanfeng, you have helped me yijing enough, if you say this again, I feel ashamed." ”

The two of them communicated, and they didn't know where they came from, and a wisp of grief surrounded the sound of the piano like a gossamer, and the sound of the flute came so ethereal. So lofty. It's so abrupt again. It seemed to be fused with the air night breeze yiti, and when they heard it, it seemed as if yijing had been ringing for a long time. Linghu Jue's heart jumped, in the wilderness, it was the late autumn season, and the sound of this piano was too abnormal! Just as he wanted to perform the Eagle Eye Technique, the demon moon crawling on one side actually let out a slight snoring sound, almost at the same time. The Lingtai produces a slightly drowsy and dizzy gǎnjiào, and the vision is slightly hazy.

At this time, Xuan Feng was already able to mingbái the fox's senses, and said sharply: "This piano sound contains a hypnotic secret method. ”

If in the past, there was the purification law of Sisi, Linghu would never take these side door secret techniques too seriously, but at this moment, he couldn't help but think about it, calm his mind, hold Yuan Shouyi, and put the demon moon into the spirit beast bag at the same time. "Laws, nature." As the green light rippled, Ling Fox's figure shot up like a wind and lightning. Under the ups and downs, more than ten zhang escaped. The sound of the piano followed, getting closer and closer, soft as water, and the rhythm of méiyou was a little excited, very peaceful, like a bright and beautiful young woman singing softly by the cradle, her starry eyes were misty, like a misty dream.

The law resisted, Ling Hu Jue took a deep breath, contained his thoughts and emotions in extreme calmness, and said softly: "That friend, since you are here, don't hide your head and hide your tail, and come out to see it generously." ”

With the sound of "Zheng", the sound of the piano is like silk lightly thrown into the air, leaving an invisible aftertaste, echoing and disappearing. Someone else might have overlooked the soft sound of the last note as fine as a leaf falling to the ground. But Linghu méiyou, calmly turned around, more than ten zhang away under a tree whose leaves have withered to the ground, standing a scribe with a silver mask on his face, this delicate mask on his face, not hideous, but more elegant temperament, a gray robe, is fluttering with the night breeze, the shape is detached, almost has the temperament of riding the wind.

His wrist flicked, and a crystal clear jade chess piece was repeatedly thrown and dropped, glowing with a faint brilliance. This brilliance does not come from the material of the chess pieces itself, but the magic crystal embedded in it, which is carved into a cannon character, and the combination of jade is seamless, as if it was born like this!

Secretly surprised, Ling Hu Jue said very calmly on the surface: "What about the other one?" The direction in which the sound of the qin came from was completely opposite to the wèizhi where the silver-faced scribe appeared, and it was obvious that someone else was playing the qin.

With a slight step, the silver-faced scribe hǎoxiàng floated in the air and slowly swept by, looking unhappy, but in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Linghu Jue?"

Ling Hu Jue indifferently looked at the person who came, his hands had been slightly raised, and his eyebrows were raised unintentionally, and he said slowly: "Who is Your Majesty?" ”

"You don't have to zhidào. The cold and bloody voice did not fall, and the silver-faced scribe turned sideways slightly, and in the moment of sideways, the chess piece in his hand had just been thrown up, and the figure scurled forward, the thumb of his left hand was stretched out, and his four fingers were curled, and he poked at Ling Hu's Adam's apple with indescribable speed. This shot exposed his realm, a half-step king!

The feet shifted alternately, making the fox dodge in the blink of an eye, he didn't dare to have the slightest slack, the black dragon spear clenched in his hand, and the "sharpening" sound screamed, stabbing at the chess pieces that fell from mid-air in a black burst.

The silver-faced scribe swirled and entered, the silver halo flickered, and the two voices of "Woo" came in a strange direction, and the two same chess pieces smashed the Dantian of the fox with incomparable accuracy, and the chest was two.

Méiyou had the slightest reservation, even the gun momentum was put away, so that the fox could teleport directly, not that he couldn't hard-connect or dodge, but that he instinctively told him, ruguo He did that, and the next offensive would be endless and endless!

The mask scribe was obviously a little surprised, the eyes behind the mask shot a cold light, the two chess pieces were suspended in the air, inlaid in them were two pawns, with a move in his right hand, the previous cannon chess fell into his hand, his arm shrunk and stretched, and he placed the cannon chess behind one of the pawn chess pieces like a chess piece, and at the same time shouted coldly: "Heavenly Dao, cannon bombardment." At the moment of jumping, the magic crystal inlaid with the chess pieces was magnificent, like the scorching sun, the surrounding air flow fluctuated like a tide, and the snoring crowd rushed out, and the space immediately produced a turbulence, so that the Linghu who had just appeared had time to dodge, and was hit by a huge explosive force.

The masked scribe meteor swirled, and met again, the two pawns were divided into two sides, and the cannon went to the middle door, in the shape of the word "Pin", with a long walk of dazzling light, and shot closely and compactly at Ling Hu.

A grim smile murmured at the corner of Linghu Jue's lips, and he whispered, "Law, reincarnation." "The ethereal and strange reincarnation divine fire appeared in the void where the chess pieces flew. The masked scribe's heart contracted suddenly, and even his scalp was numb, and he screamed in terror, trying to recover the chess piece, but it was too late, a bewitching fire rose, wrapped in a pawn and burned it, and the silver-faced scribe let out a terrible and long scream, and the sharp scream was thrown into the darkness through a deep and invisible arc. But his realm is much higher than Linghu's, and the other two chess pieces are still returned to his hands smoothly.

Linghu Jue secretly called luck, just now Xuanfeng sent a message to him, this chess piece is a secret magic martial arts, secret magic magic martial arts and the user's mind are connected, the power is great, but there is a drawback, as long as the magic martial arts are damaged, the damage to the user is much greater than the ordinary magic martial arts!

This reminded Ling Hu Jue that instead of using the law of reincarnation to directly attack the masked scribe, he burned the chess pieces. This hand made the mask scribe suffer a big loss. A rotor staggered backwards, the mask scribe snorted angrily, with a touch of bloodshot at the corner of his lips, retreating and advancing suddenly, when the reincarnation divine fire was extinguished, the sound of "cutting" and "cutting" chess pieces breaking through the sky sounded, this time he did his best, both chess pieces were with a fierce mang, criss-crossed, the stars flew away, ever-changing, unpredictable!

Ling Hu Jue dodged, relying on the strength of the Nine Dragons Divine Crystal and the amplitude of the Xuan Feng, the ups and downs were like cranes soaring for nine days, and the whirling lightning was even more like the vast sky of the sky, which seemed to be relaxed, but he was mingbái in his heart, his sideburns and nose were hollow, and he had seen a slight sweat. These two chess pieces seem to contain some kind of secret method, and the strength of each collision is no less than his full blow.

Extremely fast, only in the eyes of the depressing, the two sides have fought each other more than a dozen times. Linghu Jue gradually fell into the wind, and his mood was also a little anxious, Ruguo's opponent was just the person in front of him, he risked his life to do it, not the kěnéng of Méiyou's victory, but the other party at least had a strong man hiding around, Ruguo fought with his life, and the consequences were unimaginable. So, in the grappling, Ling Hu Yijing was ready to wait for an opportunity to stand out.

As if zhidào his mood, the attack of the mask scribe was more violent, as a half-step king, his fighting spirit was deep and long, his left palm trembled, the silver halo flashed slightly, and another chess piece appeared, together with the other two chess pieces, from different directions, different angles, different wèizhi, pointing, smashing, shooting, flying, like a tightly wound silk, so that Linghu would not have any respite, let alone wait for the opportunity to retreat.

Helplessly, Ling Hu Jue could only fight hard again, and the anger splashed, and the two figures suddenly merged and separated, choking with a touch of blood, making Fox Jue teleport. "I want to go. The masked scribe who had been silent all this time finally spoke, his voice was cold and cold, full of murderous aura, "Heavenly Dao, cannon bombardment!" The voice fell, and the Heavenly Dao mixed with the secret method was cast again, this time it was a double cannon, the momentum was strong and the rapid chess shadow flashed, and the gang mangbu became an arc of light that was square and round, and instantly cracked. Hidden in the void, Ling Hu Jue instantly forced out the fluctuating space, and at the moment of life and death, Xuan Feng once again transformed into armor and came out, the wind howled like crying, and the air was like waves, Ling Hu Jue took a few steps back, and his face hidden behind the helmet was smeared with a flush.

Linghu Jue's face was filled with a strange brilliance, the black dragon spear "buzzed" for a long time, the gun trembled, thousands of stars tumbled and fell, and at the same time coldly shouted: "Heavenly Dao, Nirvana." The light of the spear shadow reflected the four fields brightly, and the momentum and power generated by the Heavenly Power Destruction and the Nirvana Heavenly Dao made the half-step kings such as the Mask Scribe gasp, and the three chess pieces flew and intertwined in front of their chests, like a sudden storm

Linghu would never miss this opportunity to spell out, the figure shot up from the other side like an angry arrow, so fast that it was only in the blink of an eye, the sound of the piano rose again, and the cold light swirled and danced like yidiǎn from the ethereal, elusive ghost eyes, which appeared in an instant.

Here it comes. Ling Hujue's gaze was condensed on yidiǎn, and he saw clearly that the cold light that appeared was a thin string (to be continued......