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'Squeak', 'Squeak', countless piercing and extremely slender screams kept ringing back and forth in Mo Yan's ears, and for a while, Mo Yan actually had a feeling of being in a different world, and gradually lost his senses. The instant reminder of Bai Xue at the critical moment of "bad sonic attack" www.biquge.info "Bad Sonic Attack" made Mo Yan suddenly clear from a state of insanity. Swift luck dantian, true qi release to protect the body.

Just under the cover of the chaotic screams all around, a small black figure as fast as a streamer silently approached Mo Yan's back and neck. Scarlet eyes, bloody fangs, sharp claws, a pair of fleshy wings that quickly fluttered and left a trail of afterimages, a calm and bloodthirsty killer was staring at his prey without slackening, trying his best to quickly approach Mo Yan's back, the closer he looked, the clearer he looked, when he saw the high bulging cyan pipe on Mo Yan's neck, it seemed that through the skin the little guy could smell the delicious red liquid flowing in it, and he couldn't help but subconsciously attack a little faster.

"Squeak" was far more high-pitched than the other voices, and a few minutes of screams suddenly sounded behind Mo Yan. "Little guy, do you want to confuse Mo's perception from behind? It's too much to underestimate Mo's spiritual sense" I don't know when he suddenly stretched out a big hand transformed by true qi from Mo Yan's back, waiting for the opportunity to move, and when this cold-blooded little killer saw that he was about to get close to Mo Yan's body within half a meter of his body, he suddenly made a move, grabbed it, and pinched his hand, and couldn't grasp the strength for a while, the little guy only felt that the pressure around him increased greatly, and he couldn't help but let out a monstrous roar of pain and screams.

"Bloodthirsty bats!" It was only at this time that Mo Yan got a glimpse of the true nature of this group of dark creatures from the little guy he captured alive. "Hmph" mercilessly pinched and exploded, and then continued to stretch out from its body, a huge true qi hand intertwined into a swimming net around its body, constantly swimming and fishing in the air, and immediately there was a sound of monstrous angry howls and pain in the sky just now, and there were also continuous releases of blood flowers in the space around Mo Yan's body. It was like the roar of flowers, but it was obviously a private feast that belonged to Mo Yan alone at the cost of the lives of small night killers. As time passed, the sound of 'squeaking' gradually faded, and the crazy bloodthirsty army finally retreated because of the heavy losses and overwhelmed, and then hid again in the darkness, and in an instant, it was silent and disappeared.

"Fuc, damn the Oriental monk, dare to kill my pet, you damn it," Tom, who was sitting cross-legged, quickly knew everything that was bloody inside through his mental sense, but this time it was obvious that the protagonist was not the other desperately struggling monks trapped in it, but a group of night killers that he had worked so hard to cultivate. I couldn't help but feel a knot, and the black silk on my face kept swimming. "Obviously, how could it be possible for a cultivator in the Yudan stage to escape the attack of the batwing sound wave, and besides, I have been casting spells in the outside world to suppress his true qi release, such a sufficient supply of true qi plus such a swift skill and spiritual sense to perceive how he did it, could it be that this guy is a guy who accompanies pigs and eats tigers, no, impossible, I can't be mistaken, it is obviously a cultivation in the late stage of Yudan, even if you are a Peiying monk, how can you fall into my black robe, there is only one result is death. ”

At the moment when all the bloodthirsty bats retreated, suddenly, the surrounding environment in the entire dark space changed greatly, and Mo Yan could clearly feel that someone was casting a spell around him, suppressing the overflowing true qi from his own dantian, and he wanted to win it just now. It's a pity, I can only blame Tom for choosing the wrong opponent, Mo Yan still has Bai Xue, a real infant cultivator, to provide unlimited support for his true qi, and Mo Yan's own majestic true qi alone is probably not something that a monk with combat strength like Tom can suppress.

'Thorn' suddenly slashed through the sky with a bolt of lightning, tearing apart the originally dark world, between the lightning and thunder, the scattered light couldn't open his eyes, and a thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm fell rapidly from the sky and bombarded directly in the direction where Mo Yan was standing. The whole land was shattered by a shocking power. "Lightning?" Mo Yan rarely showed an intriguing smile in such a deadly battle, secretly operating the Thunder God Technique, simply letting go of all defenses, as if enjoying it, letting this thunder wander and rage on his body.

"This, what the hell are you a human or a ghost!" Tom himself was so shocked by Mo Yan's inhuman behavior that he couldn't help but exclaim. After an extremely dazzling white thunderbolt flashed in the darkness, a figure walked out of the lightning, and Mo Yan returned to the sea like this, shuttling easily in the heaven and earth net constructed by the Dao thunder that followed the first thunder, and all the murderous lightning and thunder seemed to have turned into the gorgeous background of Mo Yan's grand appearance at this time.

Undoubtedly, the innocent smile on Mo Yan's face was so dazzling and amazed in Tom's eyes.

"Dare to despise me, you damned infidels, the inferior races of the East, give me death" Suddenly, Tom desperately pinched his hands like crazy and recited the incantation, and the sky shook for a while, and spikes of dazzling light continued to emerge from Mo Yan's feet, constantly rising and stabbing towards Mo Yan's body, wanting to kill Mo Yan. "I am the master of my territory, I am the supreme main god in the black robe, boy, you just wait for death" Just as Mo Yan jumped and dodged the attack of the spur, from the surrounding dark space, sparkling talismans suddenly flashed again, and shot quickly and accurately towards the range where Mo Yan was.

"Burst Charm!" Before Mo Yan could fully come to his senses, he only heard a chaotic chaos in the black space, and the sound of powerful and violent explosions everywhere remembered. "Boy, now I see that you are not dead, hey! it is impossible that you are not human" A burst of flying sand and rocks, wild dust fell to the ground, and in a huge crater formed by the explosion, Mo Yan's intact figure appeared again. "Bai Xue, thank you, don't you get in the way" "It's okay, the boss just suffered some minor injuries and recuperated." "Okay, I'll leave the rest, damn it, you've had enough, now it's Mo's turn to put on a good show for you." ”

A sword full of aura and a sword full of great energy, an arm full of lightning and thunder and thunder scurrying all over the sky to strike with all his strength, if Mo Yan's current cultivation can't see what Tom's black robe is, there is no doubt that Bai Xue's suggestion is the best answer, after all, with spatial supernatural powers, the perception of the natural weakness of this kind of spatial magic weapon is undoubtedly much more sensitive than that of ordinary monks.

"Bang" A huge opening flashed on the black robe, and the huge shock shook Tom, who was still casting spells on the side, to the ground on the spot, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he almost fainted on the spot, and subconsciously told himself that he must take another look at this inhuman person before he died. A man and a sword flashed in the void, and there were afterimages behind him. The knife fell, a head was raised high, splashing a blood flower, and Tom was unwilling to open his big eyes like Tongling with a look of unwillingness, and muttered, "How could he do it." ”