Looking at Mu Qing, who opened the way with a fire butterfly, his body was wrapped in blue firelight, and he rushed straight towards him with a giant sword in his hand, the ink pen Weng who was hidden in the body of the ink dragon was slightly stunned:

This little devil in front of him is not to be feared...... The little girl who suddenly broke into the battle group just now was only in the early stage of Lingyuan, it seemed that she was a poisonous cultivator, but how did she see through her own technique of concealment? Could it be that her Dao method on the way of poison cultivation was deeper than mine? Her umbrella seemed to be good, and it could actually block my dissolving spirit poison......

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The ink dragon had shaken off the ice, shook its head and tail, and spit out a stream of ink clouds from its huge mouth, and the huge fire butterfly and the ink cloud struck together, bursting out with a stabbing sound of water and fire, and the ink cloud was burned into a large cloud of gray-white smoke, and the fire butterfly turned into countless sparks, disintegrating and disintegrating......

Mu Qing pinched the trick with one hand, urged the mana again, and shouted: "Fire butterfly dance!"

I saw that the sparks that were slowly extinguishing suddenly reappeared, turning into countless fire cocoons in the blink of an eye, and the fire light on the fire cocoons was full again, and the cocoons instantly broke into butterflies......

I saw countless fire butterflies flying and churning, each one with a foot wide, flying in groups, setting off layers of fire waves, fire waves surging, fire soaring into the sky, drowning the ink dragon in the sea of fire......

The fire butterfly crashed into the ink dragon, stirring up a cloud of gray smoke, and it was extinguished at the same time, turning into a fire cocoon, and then breaking the cocoon and turning into a butterfly again......

This "Fire Butterfly Dance" technique is the strongest blow in the "Butterfly Flame Technique" taught by Xiao Xingzhou, and it is displayed at this moment, and its power is not inferior to the "Flame King" just now.

As the fire butterfly continued to pounce, the size of the ink dragon gradually shrank, and the ink color quickly faded.

With the ink dragon trapped by the fire butterfly, Mu Qing's body turned into a sharp sword and drilled into the mouth of the ink dragon......

Entering Mo Long's body, it was as if he had entered another space, and it was pitch black all around, Mu Qing seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, and as if he was in a sticky paste, his speed suddenly slowed down, but his divine sense was firmly locked on the opponent, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Because there was a fire spirit essence covering his body, the thick ink color could not touch Mu Qing's body, but Mu Qing also felt that the power of the fire spirit essence fire was being rapidly consumed by this dissolving spirit poison......

And the holy power stored in his blood magic eyes is also rapidly depleting, not because of the dissolving spirit poison, but because he is now urging such a powerful spell while maintaining the blood demon transformation, and the consumption is already very large.

Mu Qing estimated that at this rate of consumption, his Blood Demon Transformation would only last for a dozen breaths at most, and at that time, the holy power stored in the Blood Demon Eye would be depleted for the first time "in history", and he would be restored to the late stage of the Spirit Yuan realm. If you urge some powerful spells in the process, the time will be greatly shortened!

Therefore, it is necessary to defeat this "ink pen" with the fastest speed and the most drastic means! It is also necessary to leave enough cultivation for a "void teleportation" when he escapes......

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The White Lotus Fairy was injured by Mu Qing's blow splitting wave slash before, and it seemed that it only injured the epidermis, but those small pieces of sky-breaking power also injured the meridians when they broke through its protective aura and physical defense. Although there is no worry about her life, it also makes her breath disordered and her spiritual power is not flowing smoothly.

At this moment, she had taken a pill to secretly urge the magic to recover from her injuries. But when he saw a man and a woman who suddenly appeared just now flying in his direction, the man kept shouting and scolding, saying that he would hack himself to death, a "white-haired old witch!"

The three words "old witch" entered the ear, and the white lotus fairy's thousands of years of qi-nourishing kung fu were shattered instantly, and the fire in his heart rose up.

Silver teeth bit lightly, and secretly scolded: If you call me a "demon", you will be a "demon", why do you still add the word "old"? Am I old? Where am I old? My silver hair is made by practice, do you look at my skin and appearance, and I look a little old?

He said: It's really strange today, originally the three of them joined forces to deal with a little devil in the late stage of Lingyuan, it should be a matter of pinching and nailing, but this little devil suddenly raised his cultivation to the middle stage of the spirit god, not only was he injured by it, but also the storage ring in his hand was lost and lost. Now, the two little dolls in the early stage of the Spirit Yuan dare to come and be strong? You really don't take me a spiritual monk seriously!

Thinking of this, the White Lotus Fairy shook her sleeves, and two white chains shot out, wrapping themselves around Yan Wei and Yan Tianxin......

In order not to trigger the wound that had just begun to heal, coupled with the poor flow of spiritual power, her blow only prompted about one percent of her cultivation.

"Fighting Maniac" Yan Wei didn't care what the opponent was thinking, he only had the spirit period back then, he dared to make a move on the bones of the spirit period, at this moment he himself arrived at the spirit period, he had long wanted to find a spirit period opponent to try the axe, how could there be too few spirit stage monks in this world, and one by one the gods saw the head and the tail, and finally caught the opportunity today, he couldn't help but be excited, his eyes were bloodshot, and he waved the pair of Taiyi phoenix flame wings and shouted, "It's good!" turned into a fire wheel, it was - wind and fire top!

Although his pair of Taiyi Phoenix Flame Wings are fire attribute magic weapons, they are mixed with a large number of Taiyi Essence Gold Mother, each of which weighs 10,000 catties and is extremely sharp, which is the nemesis of the wood magic weapon, plus Yan Tianxin urged the Nine Bone Soul Snatcher Umbrella to release a large area of poisonous mist with corrosive effect, and for a while, the two of them and the White Lotus Fairy were still inseparable.

The Chongxiao Dao man whose natal magic weapon was destroyed didn't look at Yan Wei and the others at all, and he wasn't worried that the White Lotus Fairy would make any mistakes, his attention had already been attracted by the seventy-two Zhu Immortal Swords. There was a deep look of greed on his face.

Just now, Mu Qing surrounded a fake body of Mo Bi Weng with the Zhuxian Sword Array and attacked fiercely, and after discovering that he had been fooled, he did not take back the Zhuxian Sword, but continued to surround the fake body and fight with it. Because Mu Qing could see that these dissolving spirit poisons were not inexhaustible, a little more over there, a little less here.

The fire spirit essence fire protection body, the tomb dragon sword opened the way, Mu Qing broke through the thick ink, touched the ink pen Weng in front of him at the fastest speed, and no longer urged other spells, the tomb dragon sword stabbed straight ......

The ink pen Weng was not afraid at all, and shook the brush in his hand, the pen edge became longer rapidly, wrapped around the sword body of the Tomb Dragon Sword, and chuckled in his mouth: "Little devil, do you think that if you can find me, you can hurt the old man?"

And he said, "Although that little girl saw where I really was, she showed you a dead end!"

The Tomb Dragon Sword was entangled by this flexible pen, and a strong force passed over, but he couldn't move an inch, Mu Qing knew: This is his only chance, and he must defeat the enemy with one blow!

I only heard Mu Qing snort coldly, and shook his hand violently, and the tomb dragon sword came out of his hand, and the ink pen Weng's brush was tightly wrapped around the body of the tomb dragon sword, and it was taken away with it......

Between the lightning and flint, Mu Qing's left hand was raised, and the sunset sword that had just been condensed outside broke through the air, appeared three feet above the head of the ink pen, and turned into a cold light and shot down!

In the body of the ink dragon, Mu Qing's body movement was greatly hindered, but the ink pen Weng was not affected, and the ink pen Weng had long expected Mu Qing's ability to control the direction of the natal magic weapon at will. At the same time, he patted the dragon head crutch in his left hand, and a thicker "ink" spurted out, wrapping Mu Qing like a curtain......

So that's it!

Poison is hidden in the cane, and the ink pen casts spells!

At this moment, Mu Qing finally saw through the means of the ink pen!

At the moment when this "ink" was about to reach his body, the space around Mu Qing's body shook for a while, and his figure disappeared in place!

The next moment, Mu Qing appeared behind Mo Bi Weng, reached out with his arms, bent his legs, and hugged the dry and thin Mo Bi Weng! His legs wrapped around Mo Bi Weng's legs, his left arm wrapped around his shoulder, and his right arm strangled his neck!

Mu Qing's figure was already taller than the ink pen Weng, and after the blood demon changed, he was even more than one and a half tall ink pen Weng. At this moment, Mu Qing held the ink pen in her arms, and her appearance was very funny, like a loving mother holding her child tightly.

Mu Qing under the blood demon transformation, the strength of his physical strength is unparalleled, he is hugged, even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, he will not be able to get out for a while!

The soul burning lamp stopped at the location where Mu Qing was just now, and the blue flames on it flew in, enveloping the two of them in it, the flames churned, and the smell of burnt paste spread to their mouths and noses......