Chapter 222 The rainstorm is coming, and the wind will fill the building

"Don't be ashamed!"

Mo Qingcheng snorted softly, flipped his right hand, and shook his hand to shoot out the petals in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whoosh!

Thousands of petals flew in the air, quickly overlapping and intersecting in the air, and instantly converged into a huge black sword.

Scold!

The huge black foil trembled lightly in mid-air, and as Mo Qingcheng's right hand rotated and wrapped, the foil gently flipped the sword body, and a dragon roared and flew away quickly.

"Huh?" Liu'er was visibly taken aback.

He quickly reached out and flipped his left hand in the air, and a huge golden shield appeared out of thin air, quickly obscuring half of the sky in front of him.

Click!

In the void, I heard a deafening sound one after another.

Boom Boom!

After the huge black sword and golden shield collided several times, in the sky, as brilliant as a thousand fireworks, ten thousand sparks burst out in an instant, turning into a starry luster in an instant, and dissipating into invisibility at the same time.

Mo Qingcheng took advantage of the distraction of the six ears, his left hand made a move in the air, the five fingers sounded lightly, and a colorless suction force flew silently, quickly covering Wukong's back.

Hiss!

The two completely different manas were staggered and torn in mid-air, entangled and swirled, and Wukong felt that the pressure in front of him had decreased drastically, and his body swayed backwards twice, but unfortunately, he still failed to break free.

He rolled his eyes helplessly, it seems that this time it was really planted!

"Hehe, finally one is enough for two pounds!" Liu'er shook his huge head left and right, his fists clenched, and his bones made a piercing clicking sound.

Mo Qingcheng stood silent, just a trick to test, the opponent's strength is indeed unfathomable.

He's thinking about how to deal with it.

Because, if you are not careful, you may really die as Wukong thought.

"Who else, come along?" the six-eared bared teeth roared, fangs and claws, arrogant.

"And me!" a young man in white replied, "I'll kill you!"

"And me!" A gray-clothed middle-aged man also flashed in response, his breath was high, and his hands were behind him, "Hmph, is it true that there is no one in my Shenzang Stone Workshop?"

"Second Elder?" The stone shopkeeper was a little stunned, why did the second elder come?

"Is there anything else?" "Six ears and a pout, monkey eyes squinted, and an arrogant expression, unstoppable.

A bunch of people, no one dares to speak again.

Mo Qingcheng turned his head when he heard the sound, and realized that the young man in white was the person who had whispered with Qiye before.

He bowed slightly to the young man in white to express his gratitude.

The young man in white raised his hand slightly, smiled and nodded, as if he didn't take the fierce battle in front of him as anything at all.

Liu'er blinked the monkey's mouth, pointed at the white-clothed young man and the gray-clothed middle-aged man with his left hand, and said viciously: "Quickly report the name, the deity's subordinates, never kill the nameless!"

"My name is Shi Feng, the second elder of Shenzang Shifang!" The gray-clothed middle-aged man was as calm as water, obviously accustomed to the days of bloody knives.

"My name is Haotian, nobody!" The young man in white was very calm, and with a void move in his right hand, a three-foot blue water cold sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

"Hey, hey, good, good!"

Six ears said three times in a row, he raised his head slightly, looked into the air, and said with a smile: "You little Taoist, although your mana is low, but you have some popularity!" As he spoke, he danced lightly in the air with his right hand, and said loudly: "Spare your life for the time being, stay aside, and watch how the deity slaughters demons and dogs!"

On the ground, with the dancing palms of the six ears, the three-meter void around Wukong seemed to be cut and ravaged, and in the severe pain, he only felt a sweetness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, but he was forced to swallow it.

"Damn Liu'er, see how I clean you up in the future!"

He cursed inwardly, the tip of his tongue forcibly pressed the blood that was still gushing, and as the six-eared mana restraint dissipated, he felt a sense of relief all over his body, and his body slammed to the ground.

Just when he was three feet from the ground, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of orchids, and Wukong only felt that his body was light, and his falling body stopped instantly.

Wukong's secret path is dangerous.

After his body landed safely, he quickly took out a trauma medicine and stuffed it into his mouth, and when he was about to turn his head to thank Mo Tingcheng, he heard a soft drink behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Mo Tingcheng's hands dancing in a sea of colorful flowers, and his body had slowly floated into the air.

"Thank you!"

Wukong's body quickly retreated ten meters back, with his current mana, it was really not enough to see.

Looking up, I saw Shi Feng, the second elder of the Shenzang Stone Workshop, and Haotian, a young man in white, who had slowly floated into the air, and in the void, the three of them stood in a triangle, faintly showing an encirclement posture.

On the ground, Liu'er was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the sky with monkey eyes, motionless, and his expression was arrogant, as if he didn't put the three people above his head in his eyes at all.

The three of them glanced at each other, secretly transmitted the sound in the air, and gradually reached a tacit understanding.

Between heaven and earth, the wind stopped for a while, the air was silent, and time seemed to stop beating.

Wukong's heart was pounding, and his heart was full of iron-blooded pride.

He knew that the rainstorm was coming, and the wind would fill the building!

Time, as if standing still.

Thundered!

A huge lightning bolt with a thickness of several thousand meters suddenly slashed down from the black sky, wrapped in rumbling thunder, deafening and stirring.

In the sky above the Great Array of the Five Elements, for a while, lightning flashed and thundered, ink clouds rolled, and strong winds were blowing.

In the air, Mo Qingcheng and the other three secretly ran their mana at full speed, and three streams of air of different colors collided and intertwined in mid-air, gradually forming a huge circular aura light curtain.

The aura light curtain spun rapidly, entrainment with lightning, entwined, roared, and quickly enveloped the six ears below.

"Phew!"

Six ears screamed in his mouth, his clothes were hunting, his hands were slightly raised, and a gray energy, centered on him, quickly formed, spun rapidly, and slammed into the circular light curtain that shrouded his head like a star splitting the moon.

Aggressive!

Bang bang bang!

In the sky, in a burst of crackling electric light, the void seemed to be split into several pieces of dust in an instant.

Call!

A gust of unparalleled wind blew out, and Wukong, who was more than ten meters away, only felt that his body was tight, and his skin and flesh seemed to be torn apart.

"Grandma's!" After landing on the ground, he bared his teeth for a while, these people, the mana is released, he really can't stand it.

He quickly beckoned to everyone, and then stepped back, and at the same time he took a few steps back before looking up into the distance.

In the sky, Haotian waved the blue water cold sword in his hand, and a blue water swimming snake with the thickness of a bowl appeared around the sword body in an instant.

A pool of clear water, tightly wrapped around the sword body, like a spirit snake wriggling, the head of the snake looming at the end, and quietly releasing silent killing intent between the teeth and claws.

Shi Feng holds a small white tower in his hand, the tower body is delicate and delicate, flashing with subtle light, faintly, there seems to be a trace of fairy mist, dancing around the tower body.

Mo Qingcheng's hands danced up and down, a sea of flowers rippled around his body, hundreds of exquisite swords gradually condensed and formed, hundreds of swords surrounded the upper and lower parts of the body, staggered and flew, the sword was cold, dense as a rain of swords, and pointed obliquely at the six ears under his feet.