Chapter 52: Anger
Mengxi didn't pay attention to the ripples from the attack, quickly mobilized the aura in his body, and transmitted it into sharp gold qi, and in an instant, countless tiny golden needles pierced the white bearded old dao like a rain of arrows.
Mengxi actually gave up the protection and mobilized all the aura to attack, and in the sound of 'bang', Mengxi's body was hit by the ripples and flew out upside down, hitting the wall and bleeding from the corner of the mouth, and fell to the ground again, when a big mouthful of blood flowed out of the mouth
The face that had just regained its expression turned pale in an instant, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he stared intently at the golden needle that flew away like a rain of arrows, and at this moment, the golden needle also pierced into the body of the white-bearded old man.
The expression on Mengxi's face was just about to relax, but it instantly turned into an expression of disbelief, her eyes were full of shock, more blood vomited out of her mouth, and her pale face showed an abnormal redness.
This unbelievable scene, Mengxi in the serious injury of Qi was almost fainting, and the golden needles actually passed through the body of the white-bearded old man and pierced into the opposite wall.
He spent most of his spiritual power, and the power of the condensed sharp gold did not cause any damage to the white bearded old dao. At this time, Mengxi has only one thought in his heart, this is the Yuan God, this is really the Yuan God, especially this is really not a person,
"What else do you have to say, little girl, do you know what is wrong with you?"
With a sad and pitiful expression, the white-bearded old man stroked his beard, floated to Mengxi's side, calmly stretched out a foot, stepped on her chest and crushed it vigorously, but his tone was very steady and warm.
"Ahem, hehe! Senior, your attitude of begging is really annoying, although the little woman is not very old, she also knows how to treat others politely. ”
Mengxi had a white face, frowning, blood continued to flow out with her cough, glanced at the white-bearded old man with disdain, twisted his head to the side, and ignored the foot on his chest with a disdainful expression.
"Hehe! The little girl has a backbone, she is a character, but it's a pity that before you go out, the elders in the door didn't teach you, and when you go out, the backbone is the most important. The white-bearded old man held his beard and smiled very kindly, but the strength on his feet was a little heavier.
"Ahem! Senior, you are hundreds of thousands of years old! Your old man trampled on me, a little girl who was less than 20 years old, and you are still so complacent, is it possible that people's face has grown with age? Ahem! I just hope that I will not think about you at this time! Ahem!"
With the sound of Mengxi's cough, a mouthful of blood flowed out again, and she raised her hand with difficulty, wanting to wipe the blood off the corner of her mouth, but the more she wiped it, the more she had to put her hand down.
Mengxi secretly hated his reckless actions in his heart, but he did not regret his decision, blamed himself for not finding the right one, a good way to deal with the original god, as the saying goes, people fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, although the Buddha has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, people must earn this breath.
"Little girl, you are thinking about it, the old man is not in a hurry. The white-bearded old man had an understanding expression and looked at the people at his feet with a smile.
"Ahem, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, don't say more!" Mengxi had a resolute expression, and twisted his head to the side with difficulty, knowing very well in his heart that he would not kill himself easily.
"Hehe! Since the little girl is so obsessed and wants to use her life to show your dignity! Then the old man has no choice but to fulfill you, let you die early and be born early, after you die, I will occupy your body, find your family, and then send them to be your companion!, so as not to leave you unaccompanied on the Huangquan Road. ”
The white-bearded old man had a considerate expression, holding his beard, his tone was more sad and compassionate, and the strength under his feet was a little heavier.
"You... It's too much to deceive people!" Mengxi will never allow anyone to hurt his family, his pale face is instantly full of redness, the anger in his eyes is burning more and more, and the little aura left in his body runs quickly according to the route of the Five Elements Zero, and the faster he runs, almost to an extreme speed, and the surrounding aura quickly gathers towards Mengxi.
Even so, it still couldn't meet the needs in her body, and even the white-bearded old man's figure shook, and the phenomenon of being sucked into Mengxi's body at any time made him have to quickly get out of Mengxi's side, and he flashed to the corner of the side, looking at the past in front of him in horror.
A little monk who is less than a golden pill has such a powerful suction, what kind of law is she cultivating. The white-bearded old man looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and couldn't help but secretly regret it, threatening her with her dreamy relatives, and the dragon would die when he touched it. However, it was too late for him to regret it.
The white-bearded old man wanted to kill Mengxi now, but found that at this time, he was no longer able to get close, and he was hateful and angry in his heart, but he could only be suppressed by the huge aura and squeezed in this corner.
Because the Five Elements Zero Decision suddenly operated to the extreme, many spiritual qi were not obedient and were scurrying around in Mengxi's body, and she was angry at this time, and she didn't pay attention to everything in her body.
The aura scurrying around stimulated the six souls and seven spirits, making their godless eyes gradually bring anger, and the hosta on the Yuan Shen swayed rapidly, swinging out a circle of silver ripples, and the six souls and seven spirits in the ticket box made them more agile, and they looked in the direction of the Yuan Shen in unison.
Mengxi's appearance also changed dramatically, first of all, her hair stretched rapidly along her body, and her body slowly rose into the air about a meter above the ground, and spun rapidly.
There is a plum blossom mark on the smooth forehead, shining with a purple divine light, the ruddy little mouth is pouting, the mouth is slightly upturned, the small nose is very clever, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the curly eyelashes are blinking, and a purple light shoots out from the eyes, full of dangerous and charming charm.
The exposed skin is like the best spirit jade, smooth and delicate with a lustre, and the long hair shining with purple light is windless, and the whole person shows a powerful coercion.
The white-bearded old man had a shocked expression, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, trembled slightly with the hand holding the dust, and his whole body was against the wall, looking at Mengxi who was slowly walking towards him in horror.
"You... You're a legend... Could it be that the legend is true, impossible, impossible, how can it appear in the spirit world?" The white-bearded old man shook his lips and legs, and muttered with a frightened expression.
"Hehe! Senior, your old man was still arrogant just now! Haven't you heard someone say that you actually threatened me with your family, and let the younger generation tell you why the Tan Linghua withered at the most beautiful moment!"
Mengxi's face was cold, and he approached the white-bearded old man step by step, and the mark on his forehead shone with purple light, as if mocking the weakness but self-righteous threat of the white-bearded old man.
The white-bearded old man's eyes were full of fright, but his mouth was still stubborn, making some bluff scares.
Mengxi didn't think so, only to see her wave lightly, a purple flame sword silently appeared in front of Lao Dao's eyes, the scorching tongue of fire almost burned Lao Dao's skin, and the beard that was originally quite immortal was burned off by the tongue of fire, and only a small part of it was curled up, exuding an unpleasant smell of burning.
Before Lao Dao could breathe a sigh of relief, a standing mirror suddenly appeared in front of him. Lao Dao turned his head and didn't want to look at his embarrassed appearance, but his left cheek was tingling, Lao Dao fixed his eyes and saw that his left cheek was stabbed by Mengxi, and a turtle was on it.
The white-bearded old man was about to have a seizure, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower body, immediately covered his lower body, fell to the ground, and the wide white robe was dyed with a trace of blood red, and the old man cried out in pain.