It's a pity...."

Mo Xie sighed, although the darkness is not very good in battle, it can be used in a lot, and it has a surprise effect at many critical moments.

"The old doesn't go, the new doesn't. ”

Mo Xie found a reason to comfort himself, and then recovered his serious loss.

But at this time.

Airplanes!

The mysterious fluctuations came from behind the ink evil, forming an air flow like breaking waves, blowing up the black grass ash and dead branches on the ground, and also lifting the ink evil from the ground.

Immediately afterward, two black and white soul powers burst out of him, burning out of thin air.

One is pure black, the other is pure white.

The two flames were slowly burning in front of the ink evil, exuding strange fluctuations at the same time, they were also agitating and merging with each other.

All the changes came too quickly, so fast that Mo Xie didn't react at all, just stared blankly at the two flames of different colors, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The reason why the ink demon is like this is because he can feel what these two flames represent.

One was the source of darkness he thought he had lost.

However, the Dark Origin now feels very different from what it used to be.

In the past, the darkness was like one of the countless commoners of a country, ordinary and unremarkable, but now it is shaken and transformed into the nobility of this country.

The aura emitted was enough to suppress everything, and the dark origin at this moment, whether in terms of condensation or purity, had a qualitative leap compared to before.

But the only pity is that the number of darkness has shrunk by ninety-nine, and it is simply not enough to use any of the dark powers.

"The breath of royalty ....."

"Hmph, a failure, a failure, he doesn't deserve the word royalty. ”

The moment this black flame came out, the darkness in the main body of the third and fifth generations of sects instantly rioted, and the startled third and fourth generations of sect masters shot at the same time, and they were barely suppressed.

But then they also felt the strange aura above their heads, but because the aura was mixed with a lot of ink evil breath, the two Supreme Elders just treated the ink evil as cultivation, and did not put it

In their hearts, they continued to think about the choices that bothered them.

As for the other white flame, there was a breath of daylight.

However, the breath of the day here is not the breath of the day sealed in the crystal ball, but a kind of day that is purer than the former, and that kind of white is beyond the scope of verbal expression.

If there is a metaphor for something, then it is like a baby's eyes, yes, a baby's eyes, that kind of purity and purity that cannot be replaced by any color.

Two flames of different colors slowly approached each other, and after a fairly strong wind pressure erupted in the center, they began to merge with each other, waving out countless soul particles and falling on the ink evil.

Meanwhile.

The ink evil attached to the soul particles also underwent an inexplicable change, and his soul began to saturate at an extremely fast speed from a state of malaise, and exuded a strong and vibrant qi.

There was no stagnation, everything seemed so natural, as if these souls were originally one, but they were separated a long time ago.

Agitation and yang jru intermingling, water ru blending.

At the same time, the two flames also extended a line of fire, directly entering the arms of his soul through the body of the ink demon, and constantly pouring into the origin.

All of a sudden.

The color of the arms began to change, and the right arm was still pitch black as before, but the only difference was that as the darkness poured into the right arm, it also condensed into an eye-like symbol on the left palm of the ink demon.

The style is similar to the eye on the right arm, and a mist like black smoke comes out.

His left arm turned snow-white, and at the same time, a round of light formed on his left palm, emitting a glowing soft light.

"Forehead ....."

After Mo Xie let out a shy moan, Hun suddenly shivered, and his skin suddenly had goosebumps, and he only felt a different feeling appear in the bottom of his heart.

"This ..... What a strange feeling. ”

This feeling is indescribable, it's very strange, as if he was crippled before, but now he is being "filled".

Although there is no basis for this, I think so in my heart.

Half after.

After the two flames were completely integrated into the arms, the soul particles that were swaying out also came to an abrupt end.

The ink demon fell straight to the ground from mid-air, splashing a black patch of grass ash.

"What's going on?"

Now the ink evil is full of question marks, he can feel the powerful power contained in his arms, and his right arm is fine, after all, the dark spiritual power has lost its original amount after the mutation.

And the left arm really confused him.

Then he raised his left arm and looked at it, and his strong muscles were a little nondescript under the snow-white color, although it was not too ugly, but it was also too white.

The light in his palm was still blooming with a faint soft light, and Mo Xie could feel the breath of day contained in the soft light, which made him can't help but return to the scene of the death of the jade immortal who was tortured by the death of the jade immortal, and subconsciously shivered.

But despite this, he still had the courage to raise the black smoke of his right palm, and slowly put the two palms together.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the ink demon screamed and flew upside down for several kilometers, and finally crashed through the two mountain bags before stopping.

"I'll ....."

Mo Xie looked at his hands blankly, his god was full of horror, he clearly remembered that when the two palms were about to close together, the power that came out, even his dark golden Vajra Innocent Body was a little fried.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the power of the palm bursts out is properly used, he will inevitably die under this power, and he is still the kind of person who has no backhand power.

"It's developed, if you take the enemy by surprise, you will be crippled if you don't die. ”

One bold idea after another scrambled out of his mind, and it became more and more exaggerated in the back, which scared Mo Xie, a person who often had bold ideas, and had to forcibly suppress it, otherwise he would really not be able to control himself to die.

"Let's take a look at the changes in my arm first, and think about the rest....."

Fusing the right arm of darkness, the ink evil has been able to use it very skillfully, although the darkness has changed now, but with the proficiency, the ink evil has also achieved the point of being like an arm in a short period of time.

As for the left arm that fused with the day, the ink evil also had some understanding by virtue of the experience of fusing the darkness.