Chapter 115: Killing Intent Turns into Ice
Sou!
Tang Nanshuo was in a good mood and couldn't wait to let out a few long howls. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he flicked his big sleeves, a golden spear, sweeping in the air, like a round of golden bridges across. That golden match, piercing and sharp, was enough to shatter the mountain range and make the condensation peak and cut it in half on the spot.
Tsukiki Lingbao!
Tang Nanshuo's long hair was flying, his face was hideous, and the head of the golden gun was full of golden light, which seemed to form a hideous tiger beast, with sharp fangs, and locked on the purple squirrel from afar.
At this moment, he had gathered all his strength, without any reservations, even the unfinished treasure, and he was not stingy.
Bai Yi's soul has died, and the bronze mirror is making the final sublimation, he wants to suppress the purple rat in an instant, so as not to have too many dreams at night.
Comparable to the purple spirit mouse of Zhuji, the magic sword in Bai Yi's palm that is not weaker than Zhuji's spirit treasure, coupled with the soul of the Broken Treasure Mirror, attracts the vision of heaven and earth. His harvest this time is several times richer than the four years he has traveled abroad.
Airplanes!
The golden training directly drained the air in the sky, and the tiger beast tore apart layer after layer of space, shaking out a series of sonic booms, even if it was a strong foundation, under this shot, he had to flee frantically and avoid the edge for the time being.
And under the tip of the endless spear, the squirrel actually frowned, and kept walking around with small claws on its back.
At some point, a few strands of purple hair quietly grew on its jaw, like a beard. Behind its head, purple hair fluttered, clearly imitating the long hair of a human monk. The awkward way of walking, walking speed and rhythm are exactly the same as Tang Nanshuo's style.
It...... It turned out to be immersed in imitation.
Tang Nanshuo was not stupid, he could also see that the squirrel was deliberately imitating him, and the form was so ugly and funny that he was so angry that he was so angry that he trembled all over, and he was simply humiliated. The spear pointed at the tiger's head, and it was once again hideous.
Airplanes!
In the next breath, the sharpness of the tip of the spear had already blown the purple hair on the purple rat's forehead to spread out on both sides. The latter still turned a deaf ear, and even moved forward with the tip of the gun.
"Stupid mouse...... Suppression!"
Tang Nanshuo's face was hateful, and the corners of his mouth showed a satisfied smile.
The purple squirrel was stupid, and he didn't run away, which saved him a lot of strength.
"Original...... You still have such a precious spear......"
Just as the great work was about to be completed, a calm voice suddenly sounded in Tang Nanshuo's ears, without any emotion, like a cold winter without wind and dryness.
Airplanes...... Airplanes......
And the golden spear that had been torn apart by the previous breath, as before, tore the heavenly dome alive, but at this moment the body of the spear was bent into a high bow, and it emitted an overwhelming hum, as if it would be broken at any time.
On top of the sharp spear head, there were two ordinary and somewhat rough fingers, gently clamped. No matter how frantically it struggles, it remains motionless like a rock.
The rumbling wind blew Bai Yi's robe and black hair, flying violently.
He held his head high, his pupils were indifferent, like an immortal god of war.
As for the purple squirrel, it is still imitating, as if Bai Yi is appearing, and it knows it.
"You...... You...... No, it can't be ......."
Tang Nanshuo was not a fool, at this moment, he was shocked to find that he had completely lost contact with the Broken Treasure Mirror. It was as if it had vanished, as if I had never had it.
Cold sweat...... Dripping down.
Losing the Broken Treasure Mirror is undoubtedly cutting off one of his legs.
"No...... This sub-means are numerous, and his mind is vicious...... Escape ......"
In an instant, Tang Nanshuo made a judgment, and he slammed a magic trick on the golden gun, this unfinished foundation building spirit treasure was his life's work, and he took it back as soon as possible.
"Stay!"
Bai Yi's indifferent voice was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and at this moment, Tang Nanshuo stopped sluggishly, almost suffocating.
In his despair, he found that his connection with the golden gun was also being eroded.
It's not a snatch, it's a ...... Destroy!
Bai Yi stretched out a pitch-black vortex in his palm, and in front of Tang Nanshuo's eyes, little by little, he devoured the golden spear into it. Even though the latter's spear trembled wildly and let out a burst of mournful roars, it still disappeared forever.
"This is the foundation building spirit treasure, you ...... Why did you destroy him?"
Boom!
Tang Nanshuo saw the Lingbao disappear, but he was powerless, he took a step back under exhaustion, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't believe it.
"Sure enough, it's an idiot!"
In the sky, the bronze mirror is getting older and older, and at first glance it looks potholed, and it is too worn out as a piece of furniture. In the bronze mirror, the soul of blood intent stood with his head held high, he looked at Tang Nanshuo, who had lost his wife and broken his soldiers, and shook his head with a sneer.
Now he has completely become the soul of the Broken Treasure Mirror, although he is still enslaved by Bai Yi and cannot resist, but after all, he is no longer a disgusting sarcoma. And life can continue in another form, which is not a blessing or a curse...... Subtly, he and Bai Yi are also grasshoppers on the same rope, and their hatred for Bai Yi has quietly faded a lot.
"My squirrel, my life, my magic sword, which is not precious...... I am afraid that when you destroyed us, you did not have mercy!"
Bai Yi's black light spreads all over his body, and his momentum is deep and mysterious, which actually gives people a sense of looking up at the vast and dry sky behind the starry sky.
Sure enough, after the second turn of the Great Dark Glass Body, the magic weapon that needs to be devoured is no longer something that can be satisfied by the magic weapon of the condensation period.
The magic weapon that Bai Yi devoured in the secret realm was nourished by golden aura all year round, so it was generally richer than the spiritual power of the outside world. The infinite magic weapon, after supporting him for two turns, completely lost its effect. After devouring this foundation building spirit treasure, Bai Yi finally knew how to go on his future physical cultivation path.
In the next breath, Bai Yi's cold pupils locked on Tang Nanshuo, and the killing intent was pervasive. The purple yang sword in his palm emitted bursts of buzzes, and it seemed to be the vanguard of the desperate waiting for the general.
"Run!"
A thought flashed in his heart, and Tang Nanshuo turned around and fled.
At this moment, he burned his foundation-building power, and the sound of sonic booms exploded, and after the sky burned one by one, the former's body disappeared without a trace.
"Poor Kou Mo chasing, your purple gold to avoid the clouds is too consuming spiritual power...... If I'm right...... The major events of the Demon Antelope Sect...... It's time to turn on!"
Bai Yi's body was just about to burn, and a voice came out from the bronze mirror, and the tone of blood was extremely solemn.
Thundered...... Thundered...... Thundered!
It seemed to be an ominous premonition with blood intent, and the entire Xingui Mountain suddenly began to shake. The dust was stirring, the trees were broken, and some were even uprooted, and in an instant, there was a terrifying scene of an earthquake.
"Shaozong Mountain Move!"
"Let's take a look...... The Shaozong Mountain of the Demon Antelope Sect...... It's moving!"
"Shaozong Mountain moves, and the bloody sea battle begins...... Come and see the excitement!"
......
Bai Yi took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the foundation building divine thought suddenly unfolded, and there seemed to be a layer of transparent fog that spread throughout the Xingui Mountain. Suddenly, faint shouts in the distance came into his mind, and he could barely hear a few key words.
Shaozong Mountain!
Blood Sea Battle!
Watch the excitement!
Suddenly, with Bai Yi as the center, a layer of frost spread violently. Within a kilometer of his body, the dead leaves fell to the ground, and in an instant they turned to ashes.
Killing Intent...... Murderous intent.
Bai Yi's pupils were blood-red, and even the tireless toddler on the side seemed to feel the scruff of the atmosphere, and he didn't dare to make a sound.
Bang!
At Bai Yi's feet, a pitch-black pit was shocking. In the next breath, his figure was already blasting away, and the dust was rolling along the way, and Bai Yi turned out to be a strong body, crushing countless big trees and boulders.
His direction...... New regulation mountain, foot of the mountain!