Long Xiaomo found the blood sword behind him, he had an experience, and he knew the power of the blood sword, so he no longer had the idea of hiding. Reciting the incantation, the surrounding souls turned even tighter, and when they saw the momentum of the two blood swords, they carried them hard.

The blood sword slammed into the soul refining armor, as strong as the soul refining armor, and two big holes were knocked out again. Long Xiaomo spurted out another mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.

The Rakshasa Niang in mid-air suddenly became proud, froze her figure, and said: "Boy, this time I know that Lord Ma has three eyes, and today I will let you die and understand." ”

Long Xiaomo stubbornly stood up from the ground and said, "Old woman, it's time for me to make a move." The second order of the three orders of the netherworld, the second order of the ghosts and gods, and the hundred ghosts into the silence. ”

With Long Xiaomo's spell, all the souls condensed into balls again, and Long Xiaomo said to Rakshasa Niang: "Let you taste the power of my ball." ”

With Long Xiaomo's spell, the soul ball directly wrapped the Rakshasa Niang in mid-air.

Long Xiaomo manipulated this Ten Thousand Souls Ball for the first time, and he was not so proficient, but he was able to wrap the Rakshasa Niang tightly.

With the movement of Long Xiaomo's spell, the Ten Thousand Soul Ball wrapped in the outer layer of Rakshasa Niang continued to rotate.

But the Rakshasa Lady inside obviously didn't mean to sit still, she also formed her body into a ball and rotated it in reverse.

Although Long Xiaomo had the protection of the Soul Refining Armor, his spiritual power had not yet reached the third layer of the Yuan Infant. The third layer of Yuanying is like a key, this key can open the spiritual power stored in the ghostly body, but he can't borrow it yet. He could only rely on his own spiritual power to continuously urge the Ten Thousand Soul Ball. In this way, it is a little inferior in the blessing of its own spiritual power. Despite this, Long Xiaomo relied on the subtlety of the Netherworld Three Orders mantra to maintain it hard.

At this time, a faint voice suddenly came out from behind Long Xiaomo: "Dragon Gang Master, you seem to have forgotten me." ”

Oops, it's ugly. This thing has disappeared without a trace since Long Xiaomo put on the soul refining armor. At one point, Long Xiaomo thought that this thing had escaped. And in the battle, except for Long Xiaomo, only Shui Linglong remained. But Shui Linglong was hit by a blood sword from Rakshasa Niang just now, and this will still be pranayama, and there is no possibility of playing again.

And this ugly man quietly ran behind Long Xiaomo's back at this time, took out a dagger, and handed it through the gap in Long Xiaomo's soul refining armor's neck.

"Poof. Long Xiaomo's blood spurted out, and the whole person subconsciously softened. The Ten Thousand Soul Balls wrapped in Rakshasa Niang also naturally dispersed, and tens of thousands of souls continued to fly around Long Xiaomo, as if to protect Long Xiaomo, but without the constraints of the spell, these souls looked unusually scattered.

"Hehehe. The ugly man stood triumphantly in front of Long Xiaomo and said, "What about the descendants of the Ghost Saint, they are not obediently defeated by my hands. As soon as Long Xiaomo fell, the entire Central Plains Martial Arts was not controlled by us?"

At this time, Rakshasa Niang had just come out of the ball, and the attack on her by the Ten Thousand Souls Ball just now had almost consumed most of her energy. If it weren't for the ugly lady's timely rescue, she would have hung up 100% today.

After the Rakshasa Niang came out of the small ball, she didn't have time to be complacent, but subconsciously sniffed, sniffed east and west, and suddenly shouted: "Second child be careful, this thing is cheating to death." ”

When the ugly man realized this question, Long Xiaomo suddenly hugged him from behind.

Long Xiaomo's mouth recited the incantation again: "The third order of the three orders of the netherworld, the three orders are silent, and the heaven and earth live together." With the recitation of Long Xiaomo's incantation, those souls that were already six gods and no master flew wildly around Long Xiaomo again. And this time, Long Xiaomo himself was like a tornado, turning together.

The ugly man couldn't figure out what Long Xiaomo's path was for a while, and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, Long Xiaomo, what kind of plane are you going to build?"

Long Xiaomo didn't pay attention to him at all, and just like a tornado, he took the ugly man into the air, just like a rocket launch.

"Help, I'm afraid of heights. When the ugly man shouted, the two of them had already risen to a height of fifty or sixty feet.

The Rakshasa mother below suddenly said: "Not good. "Turn around and run away.

It turned out that Long Xiaomo's move was not only to take the ugly man into the air, but more importantly, to land like a cannonball. Then the power from the top down, to give Rakshasa Niang a fatal blow.

Rakshasa Niang is close to running out of oil at this time, where can she catch such a fierce move as Long Xiaomo. saw her grunt, and jumped directly into the spring next to her.

With a "bang", Long Xiaomo landed with the ugly man and smashed the ground into a big hole like a cannonball. The ugly man was directly blown into ashes, and his fate was worse than that of the evil Arhat, and he didn't even have a whole corpse.

When Long Xiaomo landed, he didn't dare to plunge directly into the spring recklessly, because he didn't know what kind of path was underground, and he didn't know if there were any traps waiting for them.

After Long Xiaomo landed, several people gathered around again, looking at the spring, a little confused.

Qingsi said: "Do you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, how can you jump into the spring and kill this Rakshasa Niang, I guess she has no spiritual power." ”

Long Xiaomo shook her head and said: "There is a saying called poor Kou Mo chasing, we have already forced the Rakshasa Niang into a corner, and if we continue to fix it, I wonder if she will give us a common death or something." She is at the level of spiritual power of the third layer of the Yuan Infant, and if she is desperate, it is a very terrifying thing. ”

Before Long Xiaomo's words were finished, a voice came from under the spring, which was the voice of Rakshasa Niang: "Hahahahaha, boy, you are insightful." But you don't know that my mother and I would rather bend than bend the character, and if you die today, you will die to understand. ”

Long Xiaomo said, "What is the mechanism in this spring?"

Rakshasa said: "I'm afraid that my plan of a thousand souls to rush to the city will not be realized, so I prepared a double insurance from the beginning. Underneath this spring, there is a dam that leads directly to the river of Tsusui. Lady, I'm going to blow up here, let the flood go down and drown Li Shimin's group of dogs, even if I'm a ghost, I can't make you comfortable. Long Xiaomo, you also know that Lao Niang and I are the top skill of Yuanying, after the self-explosion of the scattered power, within a radius of two miles, all the creatures,

Including cats, dogs, spiders, and fleas will all turn into ashes, boy, you wait for me to be buried. ”

Long Xiaomo said: "I'll rub, there is such a ruthless trick, hey, hey, female Rakshasa, even if you don't care about my life." This Qingsi is the son of your old man, won't you let it go?"

Rakshasa Niang smiled gloomily: "I can't take care of it, boy, don't think that you can escape a catastrophe by wearing soul refining armor, and give me a funeral, right?"

Long Xiaomo was talking to Rakshasa Niang in his mouth, but his body was constantly moving backwards, he didn't know that there was no grass under the self-explosion. He held the unconscious Konoha Daogu in his left hand and the green silk in his right hand, and ran away. Shui Linglong carried the only two remaining Tang Army Xuanjia and kept moving to the periphery.

Rakshasa Niang's voice came out from underground, and said, "Boy, why don't you have your voice anymore?

At this time, Long Xiaomo still cared about talking, and ran downstream desperately.

"Hey, hey, it's too late, come and accompany the old man, right?" Rakshasa Niang's voice was gloomy and evil. Then came a booming sound. Ladies and gentlemen, that scene is like the atomic bomb explosion in later generations, although it is not so powerful, but there is absolutely no grass within a radius of two miles. A huge mushroom cloud is tumbling and growing.

In such an environment, what would happen to Long Xiaomo? Long Xiaomo had escaped less than 500 meters after a full fight, and this place was still the center of the self-explosion, and Long Xiaomo and the others were completely engulfed in the huge blasting cloud. God, everything is silent, is this the end of our story?

When the clouds cleared, the mournful chirping of birds came from the edge of the trees. All that remains within two miles is scorched earth.

At this time, a hippie smiling voice came out, "I always have three treasures, hold them and hold them, one is diligent, the second is thrifty, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world." ”

When I looked up at the sky again, I saw a huge, flat page in the sky, with a radius of more than one zhang, and five people, including Long Xiaomo and Qingsi, were sitting on it unharmed. And this book is the original of the "Tao Te Ching" that the ancestor gave to Long Xiaomo in the fantasy world.

"Hey, Momo, where did you get such a nice baby? At this time, Konoha Daogu suddenly and slowly woke up, I don't know if it was because the ancestral aura on the rare book of the Tao Te Ching made her wake up, or if the huge explosion made him sober up.

Long Xiaomo said: "Master, it's a long story, this is given to me by the ancestor himself, your apprentice and I, now I can be the one who can take charge alone." ”

Qingsi suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Xiaomo, look over there, the flood has come out." ”

Long Xiaomo looked towards the place where Rakshasa Niang blew herself up just now, and sure enough, there was a monstrous flood gushing out. It seems that this product is really determined to put the Tang army to death.

Long Xiaomo patted the Tao Te Ching under her body and said, "Good baby, let's hurry up downstream and report to Tang Jun." ”

The page seemed to be able to understand Long Xiaomo's words, and it flew towards the downstream in a leisurely manner.