"You're all crazy, let a mortal deal with my blood slave, do you think you can't win, so let him go to death, want me to spare your life with his death?" The demon boy looked at Shesheng with completely dark eyes that did not have the luster that a normal person should have, smiled strangely, and asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Naturally, Shesheng would not answer his question, and after a moment of silence, the demon boy showed an unusual smile and said: "Forget it, it seems that you don't mean that, then I am not interested in knowing, in my eyes you are already dead, and you are the kind of inferior goods that have no collection value at all." “

Yun Shangfei leaned next to Mo Xiaoxie and asked worriedly: "Xiaoxie, can you do it alone, if you can't deal with it, it's still too late to say it now."

Mo Xiaoxie's heart warmed, and he chuckled and said: "Otherwise, if the two of us compare and win, the other party will agree to the other party's condition." ”

Yun Shangfei didn't expect that he still had the intention of betting, and in response to Mo Xiaoxie's confident eyes, Yun Shangfei smiled brightly and replied: "Okay, just do it, don't cheat if you lose." ”

As soon as Mo Xiaoye wanted to speak again, he felt that the ground trembled, as if it might crack at any time, he smiled and shouted: "Everyone be careful." ”

"Boom—"

There was a loud bang, and it was not the blood slaves who moved, but the coffins behind the blood slaves, but I saw the four coffins flying up into the sky, flying out of a distance of one kilometer in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and then slammed into the ground, buried three feet deep, and the blood-colored lines fit the earth, connecting the four coffins together.

"Four-polarized spirit array, become" The demon boy shouted, and the seal in his hand was instantly bounded by the blood-colored lines on the ground, forming a blood-red space, covering everyone present.

The flowers and trees in this space, at the moment when the formation was formed, seemed to be decomposed by an invisible force, turning into invisible dust and floating in the air, and the red spiritual power in this heaven and earth became even more intense.

"Is this a formation?" everyone looked around at the formation that trapped them, and the worry in their hearts was greater than their curiosity.

Huang Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Shesheng, what is this formation for?"

She Sheng also looked around with a sad face, shook his head and sighed: "When I met him, it was hundreds of years ago, this formation may have been created by him later, I don't know what it does, but it shouldn't be too simple." ”

"Do you want to know the effect of the formation? It's a pity that I won't tell you, and when you fight, you'll naturally find out about this surprise I gave you, blood slaves, come on." The demon boy stood in the air, smiling strangely, without the help of any magic weapon, at this time, the Dao Miao Realm had the means that only the cultivation had, and a hook-shaped magic weapon was suspended beside him, flashing with a demonic light.

As soon as the demon boy spoke, the blood slaves carried out his order at the same time, and moved without hesitation.

At the same time as Mo Xiaoxie was moving in the blood, he also quickly carried the invisible gang, a little on his toes, floated out about ten zhang, and turned to the side, and a scarlet light crossed in front of him.

"So fast. Mo Xiaoye snorted secretly, quickly took a few steps back, and took a look, it turned out that the blood slave who shot at him was a man in a blue robe, and then looked at the bright light that he had just dodged was a flying sword, and secretly complained in his heart, the last thing he wanted to deal with without spiritual sense was the magic weapon of the cultivator, the speed of the magic weapon attack was too fast, he basically relied on intuition and prediction every time he dodged, and the picture of being forced by the dream last time was still vivid, as long as he was stared at by the magic weapon, Mo Xiaoxie didn't dare to stop at all, as long as he stopped the magic weapon, he didn't have a weapon that could block the magic weapon, it was too passive。

Mo Xiaoye hurriedly glanced at it and found that everyone was fighting on their own, Huixin, Shesheng and Yun Shangfei seemed to be at ease, only himself and Li Shi and the three of them were in danger at the beginning.

In this faint sweep, the blue-clothed blood slave Imperial Sword came towards him again, Mo Xiaoxie concentrated and didn't dare to be distracted anymore, the way of murderous qi melted into Gangsha, gathered in the body, and the momentum on his body climbed a little higher.

"What's the matter with that Mo Xiaoxie?" The demon boy standing in the air had a gloomy face, looking at Mo Xiaoxie, who was dodging left and right below, just avoiding the attack of the blood slave, and asked Shesheng who was also standing in the air without any magic weapon on the other side.

In the mind of the demon boy, Mo Xiaoxie, a mortal, not only did not escape in this battle of cultivators, but also dared to face the blood slave of his Dao Miao Realm alone, purely an act of looking for death, he was ready, watching Mo Xiaoxie in the air being tortured and killed by his blood slave little by little, but he didn't expect that Mo Xiaoxie was not only able to avoid the attack of the blood slave, but also had no traces of spiritual power on his body, when he looked at it a few more times in disbelief, the aura on Mo Xiaoxie's body increased a few points.

Compared with the bitterness of the demon boy, Shesheng was obviously a lot happier, in fact, he was not very relieved at the beginning that Mo Xiaoxie was alone to deal with the blood slaves of the Dao Miao Realm, but this was also a way to do it, not to mention that Mo Xiaoxie was full of confidence, and Shesheng could only agree to his request, and he would not see him for many days, and he should be impressed.

To Shesheng's surprise, Mo Xiaoxie's original golden-red Gangsha couldn't be seen for some reason, but his movement speed and combat experience had improved rapidly during the time he was away.

Even Mo Xiaoxie may not know that he and Mengyuan have fought several times and are in a near-death situation, whether it is spiritual tenacity or battle awareness, there has been a significant improvement, not to mention anything else, just by dodging the flying sword, he dares to say that he is full of experience, few people can compare with him, Mo Xiaoxie's battle that day made him familiar with the speed of the Dao Bud Realm cultivator's flying sword, although the cultivation of this blood slave is higher than that of Mengyuan's cultivation that day, and the speed of the flying sword is also faster, but the speed is also very limited, although Mo Xiaoxiao can't resist it, but he can still do it all。

The demon boy's face became more and more ugly, and he pointed to Mo Xiaoye below and asked, "He is a witch?"

She Sheng smiled, avoided answering, and out of nowhere, he took out a string of Buddha beads shining with golden light and held it in his hand, and said lightly: "You don't care what is going on with him, now you should think about the battle between the two of us, defeat you quickly, and the others will be safe." ”

The demon boy retracted his attention, looked at Shesheng and smiled, "Do you think you can defeat me?"

"I don't think it, but I can. She Sheng looked solemn, his hands were folded, the Buddha beads were placed between the two thumbs and index fingers, making a vajra angry look, the golden mana was surging and churning, and a golden wheel of light appeared behind his head, illuminating the entire heaven and earth, and even the light red that the Demon Boy Formation dyed this space was mostly dissipated because of this golden light.

Seeing that the red spiritual power in the air was suddenly weakened by two-thirds of the life, the demon boy angrily reprimanded, "Do you dare?"

"You should know that the Dharma has a great restraint effect on the evil exercises of the Demon Path, so you can't win against me. She Sheng said indifferently, as if he was stating the truth of a fact, and the golden light completely enveloped him, making him seem sacrosanct.

This is the first time that he took refuge in Buddhism and fought with all his strength after joining the Leiyin Temple, so at the beginning, he was full of mana, and he wanted to kill the demon boy quickly with the peak state, and he could delay time, and even said that delaying time was more likely for him to win and be less injured, but Mo Xiaoxiao They couldn't wait, so he didn't hesitate to cast the Buddha's law, and it was also the most powerful angry eye Vajra with the strongest attack.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you win or not, it's impossible for an inferior product like you with no collectible value to win me, let me see what you've learned in Leiyin Temple over the years. "Although the Demon Boy has suffered a dark loss, this does not make him afraid, as a Demon Dao giant who has lived for thousands of years, he will never make such a low-level mistake of cowardice before fighting.

"Since you don't make a move, then I'll go first. Seeing that Shesheng closed his eyes and stared, he had no intention of making a move, and roared, and the magic weapon around him broke through the air, flashing with dark red light, and slashed at Shesheng's head.

She Sheng's eyes opened, showing a trace of essence, and the Buddha bead in his hand suddenly became larger several times, with golden light, and waved towards the hook.

"Bang-"

A loud bang resounded through the earth like thunder, and the river under the feet of Shesheng and the Demon Boy was instantly cut off by the aftermath of the collision of the two magic weapons, and the water spread to the surrounding land, wetting the ground that was more than ten meters wide.

After the two figures of one gold and one red collided, they were separated for a few feet after a stalemate, the demon boy was still smiling, but Shesheng frowned and looked at the blood-red spiritual power on the outside of the Buddha bead's light like a maggot, and his mind sank.

Shesheng hadn't fought with the demon boy before, so he wasn't familiar with his attack methods, although he knew that the demon boy was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect his spiritual power to be so difficult, and Shesheng's mana couldn't be separated from it after being contaminated with blood-red spiritual power, but the mana that originally belonged to him couldn't be recovered, and the corroded spiritual power could only be discarded.

She Sheng stripped that piece of mana from the magic weapon, because it was separated from the main body, the golden mana automatically dissipated, and the red spiritual power attached to it naturally disappeared.

"You're really hard to deal with. She Sheng glanced at the demon boy and said in a deep voice.

Seeing that Shesheng was deflated, the demon boy was full of excitement, licked his lips with his tongue, and said with a cruel smile: "Which one can live for thousands of years in this cultivation world of the jungle is easy to deal with, don't worry, I will let you die a decent death." ”

"It's too early to say this, it's not that it's hard to deal with, it's not that I can't be defeated, and I've not gained nothing in Leiyin Temple for so many years. She Sheng snorted coldly, let go of the Buddha beads, and the rope stringing the Buddha beads broke in response, and the smooth and crystal beads rotated in the air, and then collided together in the center.

The brilliance suddenly brightened, the demon boy covered his eyes and hurriedly retreated, and when he looked at it again, he found a huge one, and the Buddha beads with such a big head replaced those small beads, and all kinds of Sanskrit scriptures and Buddha's Dharma appeared in this Buddha bead, and the luster was a hundred times better than before.

The Demon Boy gasped and discovered something that surprised him even more.

The blue-clothed blood slave who had been chasing Mo Xiaoxie, I don't know what means to use, as if he had been stabbed, the bloody hole in his shoulder was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the blue-clothed blood slave looked at his right shoulder in surprise, as if he couldn't understand how he was injured.