Situ Mingkong stayed away from Zhao Ling'er, but saw that Zhao Ling'er was just a touching crying look, and he was charming into the bone marrow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info only heard her coquettish complain: "Brother Xiaoyao, how are you ······ Don't you like Ling'er like this?"

After Zhao Ling'er finished speaking, her two beautiful eyes blinked. Situ Mingkong suddenly felt a sense of confusion rise in his heart, and realized this, Situ Mingkong calmed down, and said angrily: "Who kind of demon are you, you dare to change into my wife, just like you, you want to have my wife's temperament, it's just delusional!"

After Situ Mingkong finished speaking, suddenly with the sword in his hand, Situ Mingkong stared coldly at the "Zhao Ling'er" in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "If it's good, you are the phantom demon spirit that Menghan said, right?" Situ Mingkong smiled loudly, "When you meet this son today, it will be your thousands of catastrophes!"

Situ Mingkong said, and after roaring angrily, he saw the light of the seven-star sword, and stabbed towards the "Zhao Linger" with a cold wind, and "Zhao Linger" saw the clear sword shrouded in light and cold, and couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart. "Zhao Ling'er" jumped up, and saw countless blood-colored flags flying out of the sky, the edge of this flag was made of dry bones, and the center of the flag was also a ghost head. "Zhao Ling'er" made his original voice and said sinisterly:

"Haha, originally the old lady still wanted you to enjoy bliss and die, but since you are so ignorant of current affairs, the old lady will destroy you today!" After saying this, "Zhao Ling'er" recited an incomprehensible spell, and then under the urging of the sound of this stacked incantation, he saw that the blood-colored banner was swirling for a while. At this time, an extremely terrible voice suddenly sounded, like a ghost howling, a wolf howling, and a mad man's hair.

Situ Mingkong thought that there would be some great trick to attack, but he waited for a few moments, but did not react at all. Situ Mingkong couldn't help but sneer: "Haha, I originally thought it was some kind of strange magic array, but now it seems that it is just a façade trick, and it is not as good as my swordsmanship!"

Situ Mingkong was full of vigor for a while, but he didn't realize that the sword in his hand was already restrained and introverted, and it no longer had its true appearance. Situ Mingkong came to the front, and he wanted to jump and send a major blow from the sky, but he didn't expect that it was this leap that made him frightened. Originally, Situ Mingkong had already rushed to the front with the restrained sword of Xia Guang, and his luck jumped, and he should have flown into the air, but he was surprised to find that he was just pacing in place, never rising into the air.

Situ Mingkong couldn't help but be horrified when he saw that his martial arts were like water being drained. Situ Mingkong still had a glimmer of hope at this moment, and Situ Mingkong thought to himself: "Huh, it must be a few days of physical fatigue, so this body bone can't drive that internal force to perform light exercises." Situ Mingkong smiled faintly and continued to hold on to his illusions, "Fortunately, the spiritual power has not collapsed so far, I can still attack with sword moves!"

After Situ Mingkong said something to himself, he recited the mantra of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique in his mouth, which was originally the basis of the easiest sword move, but at this moment, there was no warning, and it was calm. Situ Mingkong couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the sword in his hand had no light blooming at this moment. He glared angrily at "Zhao Ling'er" not far ahead, and said in a deep voice:

"What the hell is going on with me?" Situ Mingkong's words were like a roar, "Could it be that you blocked my magic technique!"

Situ Mingkong was extremely angry and angry at the moment, no matter how unbearable he was on weekdays, the spell could always be cast, which proved that his life was not healthy, and he could use the sword technique between life and death, and then stepped on the sword to ride the neon, cut the clouds and break through the fog, although the face could not be passed, but the life was worry-free, and the mind was settled.

But at this moment, in such a dangerous fantasy realm, he suddenly changed his mind when he was fighting, and he immediately didn't know what to do. I just hope that my spell can return, even if it is just to let the light skill come back, and I will run a little faster.

Situ Mingkong smiled wickedly when he saw that "Zhao Ling'er", and then suddenly changed his figure, and the person in front of him was no longer so delicate and cute, exquisite and graceful. In an instant, it was covered with skeletons and white bones. It is the typical skeleton shape, the difference is that the blue light is coming out of the eyes above this skeleton, and the corners of the mouth are blood-red, but they are more afraid of others.

Although Situ Mingkong has no spells, he has also experienced things from east to west, walking from north to south, and will never be afraid of this demon's face, but his evil spells really made Situ Mingkong's heart chuckle. The skeleton demon roared, and then saw that the surrounding air was filled with a blood-colored breath, this breath was very strange, if people inhaled it, it would actually give birth to the intention of killing people and destroying the world, Situ Mingkong was very self-disciplined, so he hurriedly closed his breath. Then, without saying a word, he turned his head and ran into the distance.

Although Situ Mingkong's running speed is already extremely fast, it is like a snail walking in this unusually large space, although it looks pleasant, but in an instant, it may be dead and dead, and there will be no return. Situ Mingkong only wanted to run fast for a while, not to mention anything else, as long as he was away from the skeleton demon spirit, he would be satisfied. Situ Mingkong ran for a while, glanced at it, and found that there was a vast dust and wind behind him, and there was no trace of anyone else. Seeing this, Situ Mingkong laughed loudly, and then sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Situ Mingkong felt that he had escaped the danger of his life, but he noticed a dark laugh coming from the back of his neck, Situ Mingkong's heart trembled, and then he hurriedly stood up and looked around. Situ Mingkong thought that he had a delusion, but after his heart had just settled down, he was solemn again. The reason for this solemnity is because of a slap.

Situ Mingkong was observing what was wrong around him, but he suddenly felt that a palm-sized object slapped him on the shoulder. Situ Mingkong was startled, and said angrily: "If you have the guts, come out for me, sneaky, sneaky, what kind of thing!"

At Situ Mingkong's request, a "person" appeared in the air, and this "person" was the skeleton demon spirit he had just seen. Situ Mingkong saw him and knew that he was ghostly, so he no longer ran away, but took a step forward and said calmly: "Why are you stubbornly pestering me, how did I provoke you?"

The skeleton demon spirit said in a deep voice: "Today I will absorb your spiritual power and accommodate the techniques of my psychedelic clan, I have cultivated the immortal body, and you are destined to become the paving stone of the old lady!"

When Situ Mingkong heard this, it seemed that there was no other thought in his heart for a while, and the fear of death was also like fireworks at this moment, never to return. Situ Mingkong was immersed in a reminiscence of the past, and the deep love of the peasant family and the love affair of the mortal world passed by as brightly as the lights. Situ Mingkong actually laughed out loud at this moment, this laughter was rough and gentle, and it couldn't go away for a long time······ This is exactly what it is:

pre-incarnation,

Sigh in this life,

Between the ups and downs.

Xuejiang Han,

Nine Shadows,

Immortal love is scattered back to the mortal.

How many pieces of paper?