Chapter 132: The Terror of the Black Head (VIP Plus Update)

The black-headed Tuo watched Chen Wuyan's flesh burst, and Yuan Ying was caught by the winged wolf, and then was collected into the storage ring by Qingyun together. Although he was extremely angry in his heart, he was helpless in the face of the attack of the two people of the late Yuan Infant Great Perfection.

Chen Wuyan died, and Chen Liandao would definitely condemn him. Thinking that Chen Liandao spoiled Chen Wuyan to the extreme, if he couldn't recapture Chen Wuyan's Yuan Baby, then it would definitely be a dead end for him to go back. Thinking of this, the black head showed a cold ruthless look on his face.

"Give Chen Wuyan's Yuan Ying to the old man, and the old man will not be embarrassed by you, just leave immediately. While resisting the attacks of the three people in front of him, the black head said coldly in a hoarse voice.

Qingyun snorted coldly and said indifferently: "Look at the situation in front of you, you can't protect yourself, are you still qualified to negotiate conditions?"

"Junior, don't force the old man to do that unwise thing. The old man repeated again, handed over Chen Wuyan's Yuan Ying, and the old man left immediately!"

"We did everything we could to kill him, and the longer it dragged on, the more likely it was that something would happen. Qingyun directly ignored Heitoutuo's words, and instead turned to Chu Ying and Canglong and said in a deep voice.

"You're looking for death!" "Black-headed Tuo listened to Qingyun's words, and finally became completely angry. I saw that the black fog around his body exploded with a "Teng", and the whole person was shrouded in the black fog, causing a faint appearance. A burst of corpse aura came straight towards the three of them. The momentum of the black head soared to the sky, and he who had only stepped into the spiritual void realm with half a foot had completely soared to the real spiritual void realm at this moment.

Qingyun said secretly: "Oops, it seems that this black-headed tuo really has a back hand, no wonder he just said that he would leave if he handed over Chen Wuyan's Yuanying." It seems that he doesn't want to use this backhand as a last resort! It must cause a lot of backlash to him. ”

"Junior, you brought this on yourself. The black head roared wildly, and his blurred arm pointed at the three of Qingyun, and the dark black qi like a dark cloud immediately roared towards the three of them. Qingyun didn't dare to be careless, and immediately sacrificed the Nine Dragons Ding to block the three of them. The black qi continued to expand, reaching a height of several hundred zhang in the blink of an eye, enveloping the entire ice-built street.

The sky of the temple, which was still a little bright, suddenly became dark, and the curtain formed by the black qi was like a bottomless mouth opened by the devil, as if it was about to swallow everything up. When the black qi approached the three of them, hundreds of sharp hands suddenly stretched out from within them and grabbed the three of them fiercely.

Jiulong Ding could not be recognized by Qingyun's blood, so he could only use it this time. The hundreds of big hands instantly grabbed the huge ding, making a piercing chirping sound, and the three of them felt their scalps tingle for a while. This was the first time Qingyun had confronted a powerhouse in the Spirit Void Realm head-on, and he suddenly felt that Jiulong Ding seemed to be a little powerless.

The hundreds of big hands were blocked by the Nine Dragons Ding, and they seemed to be a little impatient, and at the same time, the big hands that were scattered outside and did not touch the body of the Ding also quickly converged towards the Great Ding. At this time, I suddenly heard the black head shout: "Split Demon Hand!" Then I saw those sharp big black hands quickly overlapping together, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a thick dry demon hand palm several feet wide.

This big palm slapped fiercely towards Jiulong Ding, and Qingyun even took the Ding and flew out dozens of feet. Qingyun only felt a surge of qi and blood in his body, and he was extremely uncomfortable! he quickly swallowed a recovery pill and looked at Chu Ying and Canglong. Canglong's purple robe was drumming at the moment, his head was dancing in black, and his arms and legs were "clacking" non-stop, and after a while, a thick layer of ice armor was formed. The moment the ice armor was formed, Canglong kicked in mid-air and slammed into the black-headed tuo.

Chu Ying glanced at Qingyun with concern, and found that he was fine, and immediately held a dagger and slashed at the troll's palm strangely. Blackhead's face hidden in the black mist showed a disdainful mockery. This is his self-deprecating one-hundred-year lifespan and forcibly opening the secret method of the demon race, and temporarily raising his cultivation to the peak of the early stage of spiritual void, the three little Yuan infancy juniors, he is now completely ignorant of it.

Seeing Chu Ying and Canglong flying over, the black head immediately shouted: "Demon Mist Hui Xuan!" With his heavy drink, the black qi in the sky suddenly contracted, like a deflated ball, quickly spun and collapsed in the middle. Seeing that this black mist was about to devour Chu Ying and Canglong, Qingyun was shocked and immediately rushed forward desperately.

At the same time, he consumed all the spiritual power in his body, and frantically operated the Heaven and Earth Chaos Technique. The "Three Talents" Yuan Force Seed Array, which was in the shape of a "pin" in his body, actually began to rotate slowly! Qingyun's mind turned rapidly, and he felt the connection between the wind silk and the wind element force between heaven and earth with all his might, and in a moment, an imperceptible wind element force slowly injected into Qingyun's body. With the melody of the Sancai Formation, the wind yuan force was shot into Qingyun's platinum yuan infant.

Silently reciting the self-created Yuan Force Manipulation Technique, I saw that the surrounding Feng Yuan Force began to gather wildly, and soon formed a small cyan storm. Qingyun shouted: "Give me a roll!" I saw this small storm rushing towards the black fog frantically, as if it wanted to sweep away the black fog and blow it away!

"Hmph, the cultivation of the Yuan Force Seed in your junior body is not bad! It's a pity that you are still far from wanting to sweep away the old man's "Demonic Qi"!" Heitou Tuo snorted coldly and shouted again: "Demonic Qi, disperse yourself!" I saw that the demonic mist in the storm that was about to be condensed by Qingyun quickly collapsed on its own, and at the same time, when the storm roared and smashed, Heitoutuo dodged easily, and the storm smashed on a huge icicle far behind him, and the sky exploded.

The demonic mist that had collapsed on its own quickly condensed into a thick demonic aura again. There was even the sound of ghosts crying wolves howling inside, and the power was even more powerful than before. However, it was also because of the timely arrival of the storm condensed by Qingyun that Chu Ying and Canglong were able to catch their breath and quickly fly back to Qingyun's side.

"Qingyun, this black-headed tuo is good at controlling the demon fog from a distance, and Sister Chu Ying and I are both good at close attacks! Canglong's face was solemn, and as soon as this black mist appeared, he analyzed the pros and cons. Qingyun also frowned, the power of the storm he confidently condensed would never be small, but the demonic mist of the black-headed Tuo was really weird, it could avoid it by itself, and then recondense.

What should I do? Qingyun's mind was spinning rapidly. You can control wind, water, and fire by yourself, but there is too little fire power here to exert its power at all. The Shui Yuan Force can increase the attack power, but this demonic fog is amorphous and impermanent, and the actual attack formed by the Shui Yuanli is estimated to have no effect if it falls on it, so he just thought of using the storm to blow away the demonic fog and roll away from here.

The moment Qingyun thought about it, the demonic mist of the black head had already rushed up again. Qingyun's combat experience is still too lacking, and he is still a little helpless when he suddenly encounters a new situation. His heart moved, and he immediately summoned Suotian out of the sword. As soon as Suotian came out, he saw the black mist in the sky swallowing everyone like a terrifying giant mouth.