A lot of rubble fell, and Han Xiaoxi reluctantly released the [Lost Miracle], and the faint light could still carry out basic protection to prevent the gravel from falling on his body.

She tried to see the dark shadow in the night, and Xuan Mo jumped on top of the white bones, holding the huge death scythe in her hand, splitting all obstacles in front of her and approaching the skeleton beast's forehead.

The death scythe in his hand rotated, and although it did not emit light, it could attract all the light around it, forming a terrifying deadly black hole, and countless obstacles were swallowed up to the fullest.

It was the first time Han Xiaoxi had seen Xuanmo with full firepower......

The black robe that was constantly flying on his body concealed his agile figure, and he could only see the thin and glittering metal combat boots running and jumping rapidly, and it was difficult to find anyone else in the world with such agility.

Han Xiaoxi couldn't help but be a little stunned, and his eyes were reluctant to blink, for fear that he would miss the wonderful shot.

The skeleton beast will not sit still, and even use its own bone joints as a blasting point, and when Xuanmo's combat boots step on that area, it will expand and twist until it explodes, and the flesh and blood inside will also explode!

The strong wind mixed with the terrifying bloody aura instantly blurred, and Han Xiaoxi sent some more spiritual power to the [Lost Miracle] to barely stabilize it.

Xuan Mo's pitch-black robe gradually condensed some black juice, and the robe seemed to float in the air, like a flying cloak, floating in the air by buoyancy, and could be chopped without touching it with the toes.

Seeing that it couldn't hurt Xuanmo with this self-detonation method, the skeleton beast was still in a daze and wanted to struggle, using all the parts it could move to block Xuanmo.

But this is clearly in vain!

Xuan Mo's death scythe neatly cut through the bone joints, splitting the white bones in half, and the broken bone residue quickly collapsed, turning into dots of light that drifted into the air, forming an unprecedented dream realm......

The skeleton beast did its best to intensify its attack, using all the power of its bones, and it seemed that it had a great posture of breaking the cauldron, and it was probably difficult to split directly with the death scythe alone.

Han Xiaoxi shouted worriedly!

"Be careful!"

She was still desperately thinking about what special method she wanted to use to help Xuan Mo.

But her current spiritual power is already very good if she doesn't cause trouble.

"Hmph. ”

Xuan Mo let out a disdainful sound from his nose contemptuously, squinting at the scene in front of him.

He withdrew all the black juice from his robes and landed steadily on the bones, and then condensed all the black juice on the Scythe of Death.

It is a relatively common practice to infuse all the spiritual power into the magic weapon, so can it cut through such a thick defensive body?

Han Xiaoxi was also worried.

I saw Xuan Mo's slender figure, standing on top of the white bones in a pitch-black battle robe, and his relaxed demeanor was as comfortable as drinking a cup of tea.

The death scythe in his hand was taken diagonally to the back, and he took a neat step, using his strength, and at the moment when the death scythe fought forward, countless black juices burst out and attached to the hard white bone defense.

He tilted his head to the side indifferently, looked at Han Xiaoxi, who was worried, and then turned his head and carried the death scythe on his shoulder.

Just stretched out his finger and snapped his fingers, and the black juice made a mournful popping sound—

What followed was a bloody wind that was dozens of times stronger than just now, and the flying white bone fragments and dust engulfed Xuan Mo together, and Han Xiaoxi could no longer see his figure in the distance.

No way......

Detonating at such a close distance!

Even the Night King is nine deaths.

Han Xiaoxi knew that he was one of the strongest people in heaven and earth, but he couldn't do the same......

Her cranky thoughts were shattered in the next second!

Although the white bones under his feet had been shattered, Xuanmo had already passed through the defenses in the moment of the explosion, approaching the forehead of the skeleton beast.

Immediately after, without giving the skeleton beast any chance to repair, Xuan Mo held the death scythe and accurately hit the center of the skeleton beast, and the dark power of the collapse fused with Qi Ya's magic spiritual power, and quickly devoured the latter!

Xuan Mo rolled down and landed steadily on the ground in the distance, carrying the huge dark scythe on his shoulder......

The collapsed skeleton beast in front of him instantly shrank, reappearing as the fire jing itself.

Han Xiaoxi struggled to get up, put away the [Lost Miracle], used spiritual power as power, and quickly moved to Huo Jing's side by relying on the weaving mist.

Seeing that her body is still intact, but she is missing two leg bones, she knows that she has been injured a lot in the past few days, and it is estimated that she has suffered a lot from Qi Ya.

She ...... I won't have to worry about my life. ”

Han Xiaoxi guiltily inspected Huo Jing's body, carefully put the missing leg bone together, and then tied the leg bone with a weaving mist, so that it would not affect Huo Jing's actions after recovery.

"Naturally, it won't. She's a corpse whisperer, and she won't die so easily. ”

Xuan Mo said lightly.

But that relaxed look only appeared for a moment, he quickly put away the sickle, and quickly rushed to Han Xiaoxi's side with lightning speed.

Han Xiaoxi was holding Huojing, and Xuan Mo was carrying Han Xiaoxi on his back, only to hear Xuan Mo's voice floating in his ears.

"Hold on!"

Then, Han Xiaoxi felt that he was doing an acceleration movement, and at a speed comparable to that of a rocket, he could only use all his strength to hold Huo Jing's "corpse" and Xuan Mo's "body" tightly.

When they left the space, they could hear the roar of a dragon coming from within......

Qi Ya's purpose is too obvious.

used Huo Jing as bait to lure Han Xiaoxi to take the bait, and then lured Xuan Mo to save Han Xiaoxi.

If Xuanmo didn't arrive in time, he could let Huo Jing and Han Xiaoxi kill each other, and if Xuanmo arrived in time, they would be devoured by the ancient beasts.

Even if Xuan Mo was strong enough to this extent, against the ancient divine beasts that had been born since the beginning of heaven and earth, there would be no chance of winning more than fifty percent at all.

......

It's insidious enough.

Han Xiaoxi gasped, her plain white dress was mottled, and she was still hugging Huo Jing's body tightly.

Xuan Mo's body was as smooth as new, and Han Xiaoxi no longer had the strength to complain, just panting vigorously.

I didn't expect ......

At this time, Xuan Mo began to hand her up and down.

will not take advantage of the danger of others when she can't move......

"You let go!"

Xuan Mo's big palm touched her waist from her face, as if she was looking for something.

"Ahh

Han Xiaoxi's screams were too noisy.

With a wave of his hand, Xuan Mo asked her to silence her "again".

After a while, Xuan Mo seemed to have "touched enough" before taking out a white jade carriage from her pocket.

Then it was spawned with spiritual power, and it turned into a physical white jade carriage.

"Aren't you lacking in spiritual power? I'll help you. ”

Xuan Mo said angrily.

Han Xiaoxi's reaction seemed to be that he was obscene and uninteresting.

He is obviously a humble gentleman who is a hundred times stronger than Hou Ye!

"Oh......"

The restraints on Han Xiaoxi's mouth were dissolved, and he made a somewhat annoyed sound.

She was thinking about it again, what was she looking forward to?

Is Xuanmo looking forward to it, or is she herself looking forward to it.

She looked at Xuan Mo embarrassedly with dodgy eyes, but there was no way, if she wanted to get into the white jade carriage, she still had to rely on his help.

As a result, as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Xuan Mo looking herself up and down.

The look in his eyes seemed to say:

With your size, can you attract interest......

"Xuanmo, what are you looking at? Han Xiaoxi shouted angrily.

"Nothing. "His iceberg face played a role again.

"What the hell are you looking at, looking up and down at other people's ...... when you're old?"

When Han Xiaoxi said this, he also felt that something was wrong.

"Oh, then you don't want me to see it, do you want me to do it directly?"

"When...... Of course not!"

Xuan Mo carried Huo Jing on his shoulders and pulled Han Xiaoxi into the white jade carriage.

But the noise didn't stop.

For the first time in 10,000 years, it was so noisy.

Alas, what kind of demon is he obsessed with......

It just so happened that Xuan Mo came, and Han Xiaoxi had to ask him to repair the pipe first, so he followed Xuan Mo back to the palace, settled Huo Jing, and specially sent guards to take care of it.

After what happened before, the guards of the dungeon have increased a lot more than before, and there is enough combat power not to worry about unexpected raids.

But......

Although Han Xiaoxi couldn't read Xuan Mo thoroughly, he still saw that Xuan Mo was a little unwell, and his face became more and more pale.

"You stop. ”

Han Xiaoxi stopped him in the house.

Xuan Mo didn't answer, just turned around and looked at Han Xiaoxi calmly.

There was not the slightest wave in his eyes, and he couldn't see his injuries at all.

"Are you hurt? ”

Han Xiaoxi is not a question, but a reminder to Xuan Mo.

She was the former chief judge, and figuring out the minds of others was what she did best.

"I ...... I didn't. ”

Xuan Mo used to speak loudly, but for the first time, he began to hesitate, and he stammered a little.

Really a person who is not good at lying.

The battle just now didn't hurt him at all, and it was a landslide victory.

This hurts......

Han Xiaoxi understood that this was because she borrowed Xuanmo's spiritual power in a hurry, and Xuanmo dismantled the essence and never completely recovered.

Such a new injury and an old injury would make him so pale.

"You ......"

Han Xiaoxi couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw that he was still so forbearing, and only she could see all the pain.

He is the king of the night, the king of the whole underworld, and all his subjects look up to him.

He can't be hurt, and he can't be fragile, so he wears this cold mask on his face all day.

His pain, his helplessness, and all his unhappiness are hidden in the bottom of his heart.

In those invisible places, there are strong emotions in him.

Han Xiaoxi stepped forward, and a tear fell out of his eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly understood the man known as "Wang".

Reaching out to output all the little spiritual power she had left, she pressed her fingers to the location of the spirit on the Night King's chest, and used the spirit fragment in her body to summon the Night King's spirit fragment, wanting to return the fragment to him......

"No! no!" Xuan Mo roared out of control for the first time.