Hearing the white pigeon ask who the black-robed Taoist was, the black-robed Taoist said seriously: "I am a domestic slave in the family of ten thousand beasts, one of the nine gates of the Central Plains, and I follow the surname of the head of the family, you can call me a Mao Daoist." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"One of the Nine Gates of the Central Plains, the Ten Thousand Beast Family, the old lady has no hatred with you nine gates, what do you mean by coming here to engage the old lady?"

The black-robed Mao Daoist said: "White pigeon girl, you pretended to be so good just now, this Taoist didn't find out that you were actually a blood demon from beginning to end, it's really a good acting act, this Taoist simply admires it very much." ”

Bai Pigeon said: "The old lady didn't ask you about the old lady's acting skills, the old lady only asked you one thing, why did Jiumen want to diarrhea when he was full, and didn't go to find a pit, what does it mean to come over to get the old lady?"

The black-robed Mao Daoist waved his hand again and again, and said: "The white pigeon girl is wrong to blame the Central Plains Nine Gates, it's not that the Central Plains Nine Gates want to find you trouble, but that the Daoist people want to find you trouble, you have to figure out this matter." ”

The white pigeon said: "This girl has a grudge against you?"

The black-robed Mao Daoist said: "The sea of blood is deep. ”

After hearing this, Bai Ge looked puzzled and said, "This is strange, this girl seems to have never seen you." ”

The black-robed Mao Daoist said: "Although you haven't seen me, you killed one of my relatives. ”

The white dove said: "This blood demon has killed many people in his life, how can you remember which of your relatives was killed?"

The black-robed Mao Daoist didn't have any patience at this time, he came here to get rid of the blood demon, he shouted: "Since there is no need to talk nonsense, then you go to hell and kowtow to my son to make amends." ”

The white pigeon sneered: "It turns out that the old lady ate one of your sons out of nowhere, that's really sorry, but you look like you're old and strong, it's better to find time to find a few more girls, and have a few more sons in bed, so as not to lose your name for an unknown son, it's really not worth it." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, adversary, you should die quickly!"

As he spoke, the black-robed Mao Daoist rode a war tiger, turned his palms and attacked the white pigeon.

Tangram flip flying palm, is a kind of confusing palm technique, you see his palm to the left, in fact, there is another palm implied true qi, secretly with the flow of mind, not on the right side, or in the other direction to play, if you take care of other directions, then the left palm will be solid, if you take care of the left palm, then the other direction will be solid, anyway, as long as the tangram flipping palm out of the palm, it will definitely hit the opponent, no one can dodge.

However, there is a disadvantage in the Qiqiao Flying Palm, if the other party's true qi is not good, then the strength is not good, but unfortunately, the true qi of the black-robed Mao Daoist is not so powerful.

The black-robed Mao Daoist made three palms in a row, and the three palms hit the white pigeon in a row, but unfortunately, the Tangram Flying Palm has a significant effect on the attack, but unfortunately it does not have other additional effects, otherwise the power will be greater.

But this kind of palm technique is only light and agile, and the power is also very limited, so even attacking three palms, although the three palms hit the white pigeon, but for the white pigeon, he has already used the true qi in his body to invisibly dissolve his palm power a few times.

"Qiqiao flips over the palm, but that's it, let you see the real blood demon disintegration Dafa!"

The black-robed Mao Dao was shocked, could it be that what he saw on the rose just now was not the real Blood Demon Disintegration Dafa, but ......

The white pigeon screamed in an instant, and the flesh and blood on her body began to fall layer by layer, and the more she fell, the louder her scream became, and after a while, the flesh and blood on her body fell almost off, and the bones were also gone, and the whole person, no, it was a bloody person composed entirely of blood and water!

At this time, the white dove is no longer a person at all, but a blood man composed of blood, this is the final form of the Blood Demon Disintegration Dafa!

The blood demon disintegration method of Rose seen earlier is nothing more than an immature kung fu, and moreover, Rose has always been under the control of the white dove, and she has completely deceived everyone with Rose!

The black-robed Mao Dao man was shocked, and he didn't dare to use his flesh to fight the enemy, so he had to turn over and get off the war tiger, and the war tiger stepped forward desperately.

It's a pity that the war tiger has never seen such a tragic situation, this kind of bloody man simply makes it a little frightened, and it is so frightened that the three souls lose the second soul, although the master's order does not dare to disobey, but it is also a soft-footed tiger when it moves, and hurriedly pounces towards the white dove that has become a bloody man.

"Evil animal, you are looking for excitement!"

A ball of blood rolled towards the war tiger, and the war tiger couldn't dodge and was directly rushed into his mouth by the blood of the bloody white pigeon, and the war tiger swallowed it, and swallowed a ball of blood in his stomach.

The black-robed Mao Daoren watched from the side, looking at his Zhan Hu nervously, but found that the Zhan Hu had nothing to do, and shook his tail.

The black-robed Mao Daoist was just at ease, but he found that Zhan Hu walked to the side of the bloody man and white pigeon lightly, looking obedient.

The bloody white dove pointed at the black-robed Mao Dao man, and gave orders to the war tiger who had been controlled with demon blood: "Give me to bite him to death!"

The war tiger got the order, flapped his wings, opened the tiger's mouth, and pounced towards the black-robed Mao Dao man.

The black-robed Mao Daoist said "Mom", turned around and ran.

The war tiger ran fast, and the black-robed Mao Dao man ran desperately, obviously he was a war pet raised by himself, but as a result, he was controlled by the other party with strange blood, and turned around to attack the master, where is this kind of to be reasonable?

I saw the war tiger chasing Mao Daoren running in circles in the woods, and Mao Daoren was in front with tears on his face, shouting mother, mother, mother. A war pet that has been raised for so many years suddenly turned his back and bit his master, which really made him very sad.

Mao Daoren ran and ran and accidentally ran to the place where Wu Mochong fell to the ground, and accidentally stepped on one of Wu Mochong's hands, as a result, Wu Mochong woke up in pain.

It turned out that Wu Mochong was stabbed with two swords and was not dead, he was equipped with a super god gold creation medicine, and he had already secretly taken a little for himself, and the sword wound on his body had already healed after a while, and now he was lying there pretending to be dead, but he was trampled on by Mao Daoren's pig teammate, which alarmed the bloody white pigeon over there.

The bloody white pigeon sneered and came to this side, "This kid hasn't been stabbed to death by the old lady yet, your life is really hard." ”

Wu Mochong knew that he couldn't pretend to be able to do it, so he hurriedly got up from the ground, sneered on his face, and said there: "Misunderstanding, I'm already dying, it's all because of that black-robed old man, who stepped down and woke me up again, hey, why is my life so big, it's really strange." ”

The bloody white pigeon had already rushed over here, staring at Wu Mochong with straight eyes, and said: "Since you were not stabbed to death by the sword, then the old lady will use blood to make you the old lady's pet, and then play with it every day, after all, this will be very interesting." ”

Wu Mochong stopped doing it when he heard this, and said with a glaring there: "Control me with blood, and then make me a pet, then how are you going to play with me?"

The bloody white pigeon laughed and said, "The old lady has a hundred ways to play with you, such as asking you to cut your own balls and let you swallow them." ”

When Wu Mochong heard this, he raised his middle finger and scolded the bloody white pigeon: "You old pervert." ”

The bloody white pigeon laughed again and said, "Thank you for the compliment, I can't wait to transform you into a pet, and then play with it." ”

"Is it too late for me to shout for help now?"

"You shout, shout, no one in your throat will come to save you. ”

Wu Mochong still shouted:

"Help!" (To be continued.) )